The previous wedding ceremony wasn't formal enough, he wanted to give her a grand wedding and let everyone know she belonged to him, she was his Princess Consort, his wife.
When she heard the word "wedding," Feng Yueya suddenly remembered her own idea.
"Yuan, I have something to tell you."
Yun Shangyuan turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "What is it?"
"I want to organize a wedding for my master and Master. It's about time they got married too. Can we go back after they get married?"
Yun Shangyuan thought for a moment and asked, "They didn't ask for this, will they accept it?"
"Then I'll quietly ask my master if he agrees. If he doesn't marry Master soon, I guess Master will be unhappy again. Actually, Master really wants to marry him, it's just that my master is so oblivious, he never noticed her feelings."
"Alright, you talk to him. I'll handle everything else."
