MTL - The Legitimate Daughter of the Prosperous Medical Fragrance Will Not Marry

 Chapter 1101 Finale (1)

　　The long queue to welcome the bride is as far as the eye can see.

Fan Qingyao walked all the way and finally arrived at the palace.

As the sedan landed, the curtain was lifted, and before Fan Qingyao could take off, he saw the familiar beautiful hand in his memory blooming quietly before his eyes again like an epiphyllum.

Fan Qingyao pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and held the hand tightly.

When Fan Qingyao stepped out of the sedan chair with the support of Baili Fengming, he was greeted by greetings from all the civil and military officials.

 “Long live the emperor, long live, long live—!”

 “The Queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old—!”

 “I wish your Majesty and Queen to be united forever and grow old hand in hand—!”

The deafening sound seemed to make even the road under his feet tremble. Fortunately, Fan Qingyao's hand was held tightly by Baili Fengming.

Royal wedding ceremonies have always been complicated and complicated. After a series of procedures were completed, Fan Qingyao and Baili Fengming came to Fengyi Palace and finally had a chance to breathe.

 In the quiet room, the only sound left was each other's breathing.

 Baili Fengming looked at Fan Qingyao on the wedding bed, his dark eyes so hot that Fan Qingyao didn't dare to look directly.

Baili Fengming walked up to her, reached out and carefully took off the phoenix crown on her head, "Yesterday, my mother specifically told me to take off this phoenix crown as soon as possible. My head hurts after wearing it for a day?"

Fan Qingyao shook his head, "It's okay."

 Baili Fengming looked at her and smiled, "I have asked someone to prepare hot water. You go and wash up first. When I come out, I will eat something with you."

Fan Qingyao nodded and stood up, following the nanny in the palace to the side hall.

When he came back, Baili Fengming had already taken off his wedding robe and put on Fan Qingyao's familiar white robe. It was just different from the previous one. Although the current white robe was still spotless, it was still spotless. The lifelike auspicious dragon pattern flickered on and off on the white robe.

Seeing Fan Qingyao standing there in a daze, Baili Fengming asked, "What are you thinking about?" Fan Qingyao said, "It's different after all. You are the emperor now."

 Baili Fengming held her hand and sat down at the round table, touched her hair and said, "To you, I will always be me."

Fan Qingyao nodded and smiled.

she knows.

 She always knew.

During the meal, the palace maid was already waiting for the dishes, but before the palace maid picked up the chopsticks, Baili Fengming habitually prepared the dishes she liked according to Fan Qingyao's preferences. One clip went into her bowl.

 The palace people on the side were all shocked. How could the emperor give food to others?

But Baili Fengming just did it naturally. After Fan Qingyao finished eating, he not only continued to put new dishes into her bowl, but also carefully told her the name of each dish so that she could eat it when she wanted to eat it in the future. But you can ask the imperial kitchen to do it at any time.

 Half an hour later, the palace man cleared the table and left in confusion.

 In the palace, it became quiet again.

Fan Qingyao turned his head and looked at the wedding bed where he slept. There were lotus seeds and longans scattered on it. When he was thinking about how to sleep on it, he was already picked up by Baili Fengming.

 Baili Fengming saw through what she was thinking at a glance. He leaned down slightly and said, "You'll know when you fall asleep."

Fan Qingyao was stunned for a moment, but the next second he put his arms around his neck and leaned against his chest.

 Baili Fengming's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but kiss the red lips.

 Outside the house, the night is getting dark.

 Inside the house, the spring weather is just right.

 (End of this chapter)