Prince and I in Desert Island

"Quiet... Don't be agitated, don't yell, it's not yours … "You guys don't have that kind of luck." The host raised his hand to signal for everyone to quiet down.    

    

"Now let me solemnly introduce this beautiful and delicate young lady. She is the largest in the city … Miss Wang Yao, the only granddaughter of President and Chairman of the most wealthy W Group, was also the designated successor of W Group. Is there anyone who wants to hug W Group's legs? Do you want me to teach you? Applause... Cheers... Shocked, where is it? " The host shouted with a red face.    

    

The enthusiasm of everyone in the church was ignited once again. My wives and I instinctively covered our ears as we were worried that our eardrums would burst from the shockwave.    

    

"Quiet, quiet, quiet …" Now allow me to act tough, because the bride identity I'm going to introduce you to is too mysterious. This identity is something that only people present here have heard of or seen in movies on television. The bride came from the Ming dynasty more than 400 years ago, and her identity... The supreme princess. Don't doubt what your ears are hearing. You're not dreaming, and you're not watching TV. The beautiful and elegant bride in front of you is the princess of the Ming dynasty. "Her name is Shangguan Lulu." The host said emotionally.    

    

Everyone in the audience was shocked speechless, except for my mom, who was now flaunting her son in front of her colleagues.    

    

"I'll give you guys a minute to feel inferior. When you're done feeling inferior, please let the church boil over …" The host said word by word.    

    

As soon as his voice fell, the audience burst into cheers and cheers that shook the world.    

    

"I'll have to trouble you guys to quiet down for the last time. Don't scream, those brothers. Remind me that it's not your cup of tea. Princess Shangguan Lulu already has a name and she's worried that Prince Consort will execute you nine generations …" The host teased.    

    

"In the end, this blue-eyed and exotic beauty is our fourth female protagonist of the day. She is also of extraordinary birth, and she is the heir to the Miller family, a western noble family who owns the Beautiful Island and the mysterious Miller Corps." Her name is Linda Miller. " The emcee calmed down in the church and said.    

    

"The old and young masters will give you a few minutes to vent the jealousy in your hearts. Break your hearts and indulge your inferiority. Rage, break your hearts, despair. You will never again, ah …" The host said, while exaggeratedly howling like ghosts and howling like wolves.    

    

Everyone was roaring in despair, trying their best to vent the unfairness and inferiority complex in their hearts.    

    

"That's enough, that's enough. Save it …" "Here's a vow to ask our priests to swear love to their five most beautiful couples..." The host calmed down and said.    

    

"Where is Father... Did he faint from crying? Priest... Will you finish your mission before you go to the hospital? "Hang in there. When we finish the mission, I'll call an ambulance with you …" The master of ceremonies looked around for the priest.    

    

"I'm here, help me up," the priest said excitedly as he laid down in a corner.    

    

"Let me help you. We're both people who have fallen to the ends of the earth. Why do you need to know me? Let me help you, even though my heart is also in ruins …" The master of ceremonies walked shakily toward the priest.    

    

The priest was helped onto the stage, supporting himself with the cross.    

    

Am I thinking it's that exaggerated? In the future, I'll have to take care of myself. Otherwise, even if my body can handle it, I'm worried that my wedding friends and family will jump off the building.    

    

"Can you give me two minutes to calm down? "Forgive me for being a little unkind and jealous of the groom," said the priest slowly, word for word.