No one dares to disturb the Crown Prince's wedding night. At the Crown Prince's signal, even the palace maids waiting inside the hall all bend down and retreat.
Su Xinyi feels like she can hear her own breathing at this moment, her hands tightly clenched together. She has never been this nervous in her two lifetimes.
In her field of vision, she sees the hem of His Highness's robe come to a stop less than a foot away from her.
Then, she feels a brightening before her eyes as the big red headscarf is taken down, and the Crown Prince places it on the table with respect to the balance beam.
Su Xinyi raises her head and meets the Crown Prince's gentle, smiling eyes, she can't help but give a slight smile in return.
"A Yuan." Yan Junchu sits down next to Su Xinyi.
"Your Highness." Su Xinyi tries her best to calm down and responds.
"Shouldn't you change what you call me? We're husband and wife now."
