Mingquan removed the veil from Lin Jiao's face and saw her smiling at him. "So, how does it feel to be my wife?" he asked as he gently pulled her up by placing his hands on her arms.
"Why doesn't Prince Mingquan answer me first?" Lin Jiao wrapped her arms around him and locked them on his nape. "How does it feel like to be my husband?" She lowered her hand and tapped his chin with her pointer finger.
"How should I explain it?" Mingquan mumbled. "A part of my soul feels completed," he said and touched his forehead with hers.
"I was always scared of marriage, but it feels incredible," Lin Jiao stated and she tip-toed to kiss him. Mingquan securely wrapped his arm around her waist and kept his other hand on her neck.
