Today is the big day for him and Miss Qin, his childhood fiancée.,The little servant was indignant, and Xiao Quan's eyes grew cold when he heard it. He let out a cold snort.,He gazed at the bright moon in the sky, and was reminded of a particularly fitting poem. He couldn't help but recite: "Before my bed, the bright moon shines, / Like frost on the ground it seems to be. / I lift my head to see the moon high, / And lower my head to think of home."。