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Fu Lingxiao took out the crown and inserted it into Mu Xingpan's raised hair, putting a veil over her head. He bent his arm slightly and said softly: "Let's go, my most beautiful bride.",Beside her stood He Ming, his eyes filled with tears. Today, he attended Mu Xing's wedding as her father and sent her off to marry.,Fu Lingxiao pinched her slender waist, gently pressing her onto the bed. He leaned in close to her tender, rosy lips and didn't rush to kiss her. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Mrs. Fu, happy wedding."。