On the day of their wedding, the crown prince donned formal attire and put on his coronet. He first headed to the Longevity Palace to kowtow to the queen dowager, the king, and the queen.
Queen Zhao looked at her outstanding son with warm eyes.
After exiting the palace, the royal carriage was joined by a procession. Guards had already cleared the path, and the Dragon Saliva Guard was overseeing the road from Minshun Boulevard to the royal palace to prevent any accidents.
The parade ambled along slowly, which grated on Mo Lian's patience.
Beneath his jade coronet, his handsome face was embellished with upturned eyebrows. However, his phoenix eyes were flickering, his soul long flown to who knows where.
"Your Highness, keep your composure. You will see the crown prince consort very soon."
