Mu Xingye picked up the crown and placed it on Xia Pengpeng's head.
"My princess."
"I don't want to be a princess, I want to be queen."
"Alright, queen, queen, my queen." Mu Xingye deliberately emphasized the words "my," as if to say, anything that was his would do!
Their gazes met, each holding the other's hand.
In the depths of their eyes was an affection that could not be dissolved.
People nearby who saw this scene were dying of envy.
Although they had dealt with many weddings, this couple was completely different from all the others they had encountered.
Just by standing together, they emitted the scent of love.
It was as if they wouldn't rest until they had melded into each other's eyes, becoming one.
According to local customs, the couple had to go to the Holy Spring to be baptized in preparation for tomorrow's wedding.
The Holy Spring was at the peak of a mountain and was a natural hot spring.
