Nangong Jinse took off the wedding robe.
Then Nangong Nan put it on with an awkward expression.
Although the two were about the same height, Nangong Nan was more voluptuous.
The robe did not look tight on her, but her ample chest was made all the more eye-catching by it.
"So big..." Yu Xiaoxiao could not help blurting out.
Nangong Nan's face immediately turned red at the remark.
Chen Mo, however, remained fairly calm.
Compared to Song Qingjun,
Nangong Nan still fell somewhat short.
The Elf Clan differed from the Human Race.
When Elves married, the bride did not need to wear a red veil over her face.
She only needed to tie on a light veil.
Nor did she need a phoenix crown or jeweled ornaments. Instead, she wore a floral wreath woven from vines.
According to Nangong Nan, given her current status, the wreath should have been woven from branches of the ancient tree in the city, signifying her royal identity.
However, since this was merely a rehearsal, Nangong Nan did not need to be so meticulous. Looking the part was enough.
"Come on, groom." Nangong Nan gently raised her hand and held it out before Chen Mo.
"Aunt, since you're playing the bride, you should call him husband," Nangong Mu'er teased from the side.
With one person egging her on, Yu Xiaoxiao did not get angry. Instead, she joined in as well.
Nangong Nan's face flushed. With a trace of shyness, she actually softly called Chen Mo "husband."
Chen Mo froze.
Nangong Jinse's eyes widened, and then she bit her lip. "Aunt, you... you don't have to make it feel so real."
Nangong Nan forced herself to remain composed. "Isn't this so you can see more clearly?"
"Even so... there's no need to go this far."
Chen