My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: One thousand two hundred and sixty-two


It is only ninety-nine floors away from the platform of Tianshenggong Square.

With the power of everyone's ears, it is naturally audible!

Prince Kang standing on the edge of the altar, he really couldn't hold it back, he laughed with a pounce.

The emperor immediately glared at him!

The emperor stared fiercely at the entrance of Tiansheng Palace Square.

When I saw the pair of Biren who had brought them together, as if taking away the thousands of colors between the heavens and the earth, all of the anger in my heart suddenly subsided.

I have to say that my daughter-in-law can't find the slightest mistake in saying this.

Compared to him, Erchuang has done a great job protecting his wife.

Today’s son’s big wedding, if there is no time to be here, it would be perfect.

In the twenty-eighth year of Tai'an, on the sixth day of June, the prince and his concubine got married.

Pass the book to the royal ancestral temple.

The female officer gave the order to the emperor to announce the encyclopedia of Tiansheng Palace, kneel and read the ceremony, and enroll the prince's concubine.

The prince and his wife, kneeling down to worship heaven and earth, kneeling down to the emperor, and hand in hand to make ceremony.

Returning to the palace that night, the concubines, princesses and wives waited under Dan Chi and bowed down to congratulate them.

After the process is over, Qiaomu feels a little broken.

She wants everyone to know that Lotus belongs to Lord Qiaoqiao, and no one is allowed to covet it.

I don't know how long the evening palace banquet will be. Qiao Qiao returned to the East Palace, and Caixiu Caiqi immediately came to pick up her crown and help change her clothes.

"His Royal Highness is worried that you are hungry, let you eat some first."

It's been a day since I wore a heavy phoenix crown, Master Qiao Qiao did feel a little uncomfortable in his neck.

I changed into a big red uniform and sat next to the bed of red sandalwood and wujing xuanyu. Qiaomu took a small bowl, turned it around with a spoon, and pretended to ask casually, "How long is the banquet?"

"Tonight only entertain courtiers and family members. However, if you drink alcohol, I am afraid it will be a long night."

"Oh." The little princess replied blankly.

The little hand grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly with some anxiousness, and moved his body uncomfortably by the bed.

After a quarter of an hour, the little princess put down the bowl and spoon and asked Caiqi again, "When will your highness be back?"

Caiqi couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth.

The princess just asked half a quarter of an hour ago...

"Princess, Your Royal Highness will be here for a while, so I shouldn't be able to come back!"

"Oh." The little princess replied with expressionless expression again.

After another quarter of an hour, she asked again...

The ladies in the room all understand.

The little princess is very anxious!

That's right, the prince and your highness have been apart for so long. When we met today, we were going through the etiquette process along the way. I was afraid that I could not say much.

When you are not in front of you, you may be able to suppress this longing.

But once you know that ~IndoMTL.com~ this person is close to you, it's really hard to hold down any thoughts.

"Meet His Royal Highness!"

"Meet His Royal Highness."

"Slaves and maidservants to His Royal Highness..."

"Okay, don't be polite, please withdraw." Prince Mo's voice sounded outside the room.

The little princess immediately lost the book she was holding upside down, stood up abruptly, and looked towards the door with her big shiny eyes.

Prince Mo walked into the dormitory in a stride, raised his hand to stop the crowd and saluted, and rushed to the little princess in one stride, with flying brows, reaching out and holding her into his arms, "Jojo."

Huh...

I felt settled.

Under the bright candlelight, looking at the little man's delicate eyebrows, the nostalgia in Mo Lin's heart can't be restrained.


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