At the gate of the Fourth Prince's Mansion, Mu Jiuyang, dressed as a glazed phoenix dye, stood tall. Looking at the sedan chair coming from a distance, he felt ecstatic in his heart. He closed his eyes slightly, imagining that this was his own wedding. He was
If you really marry the woman you love, you can hold her hand from now on until you grow old...
Opening his eyes, hiding the deep pain in his eyes, a gentle smile appeared on his face. He is the fourth prince Liuli Fengran. Today's groom can only be the fourth prince Liuli Fengran.
"Your Majesty, the sedan chair has arrived." The sedan chair was placed within a stone's throw. Xi Niang held the wedding tray in front of Mu Jiuyang with both hands. On the red silk lay a long bow and three flower arrows.
Mu Jiuyang nodded slightly, picked up the long bow, drew the arrows fully, and fired three arrows at the sedan door.
The high-ranking royal officials, wealthy businessmen and dignitaries who came to congratulate them couldn't help but talk loudly:
"Yeah, yeah, three arrows shot out in unison, and three arrows hit the wood. The Fourth Prince is really extraordinary."
"Isn't that right? The Fourth Prince is very cold and cold. It seems that the rumors cannot be believed at all. Look at the Fourth Prince today, his eyes are full of tenderness."
"Yes, Zuo Xiang's legitimate daughter is truly blessed..."
"Repent it? I heard that your daughter was also delighted with this unparalleledly handsome Fourth Prince and asked you to..."
"Ahem, don't talk nonsense if you don't know..."
"Look, Prime Minister Zuo actually presented the bride to the palace in person. It's really rare. After living for so many years, I have only seen Prime Minister Zuo who loves his daughter so much. Ordinary people can only present marriage within a mile..."
Along with the discussions of the guests, the etiquette officer shouted loudly:
"Flowers and arrows come at the door. One arrow removes disasters. The newlyweds have a safe life. Two arrows remove pain and suffering. The newlyweds are rich and auspicious. Three arrows pierce both hearts. The newlyweds pass through the house. They tell heaven and earth that they will be united forever!"
After the official finished speaking, Su Qin took the lead to get off the sedan chair. The two bridesmaids opened the curtains of the sedan chair on the left and right, and Jiang Suxi helped Su Qin get out of the sedan chair.
Just as Jiang Suxi was about to take steps to walk back, she was keenly aware of the murderous intent from the crowd. She suddenly opened the wedding veil, and saw more than ten people, who took off their outer robes and had a sweat hanging around their waists.
A black, round object filled with smoke swooped towards her.
Lan Suji actually wanted to destroy her by dying together!
Jiang Suxi knocked Suqin away with one palm and fell into the crowd. She herself flew lightly onto the top of the sedan chair, then fished out a piece of red silk and knocked down the dead man who approached her first.
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"Get down, this is a thunderbolt, get down quickly!" Jiang Suxi shouted loudly as he rolled down the dead man who flew onto the sedan chair!
"Xi'er!" Seeing Jiang Suxi slap Suqin away, Mu Jiuyang immediately understood the seriousness of the matter. As fast as lightning, he drew a sword from the nearest guard's hand and flew forward...
"Boom...boom..." Several loud noises rang out, and the limbs of those dead soldiers who were tied with thunderbolts were blown away, frightening many guests who came to congratulate them.
"Son... Fengran, how are you? Are you injured?" Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention these sky-shaking thunders have a time limit. At the last moment, there are five or six dead soldiers heading towards Jiang Suxi's body.
Mu Jiuyang had no choice but to use his own body to protect Jiang Suxi. After the loud noise, Jiang Suxi realized what he was doing and hurriedly pushed Mu Jiuyang away, anxiously checking the injuries on his body.
"I...it's okay!" Mu Jiuyang hid the injured arm behind his back, helped Jiang Suxi stand up with her, glanced at the surrounding situation, narrowed his eyes, and shot out a cold light: "Prince's guard!
Please clean up the scene for me!"
That kind of bloodthirsty coldness is no different from Liuli Fengran.
"Yes! Your Majesty!" The well-trained guards immediately took action. In less than a quarter of an hour, the wedding scene was restored to its original state. After some guests who had fainted were rescued, there was no trace of the terrorist attack that had just occurred here.
, I thought I was having a nightmare.
There is a rather strange rule in the wedding of the Yunze Dynasty. When the newlyweds are worshiping, if someone in black comes, it is a taboo. The red and black are in conflict, and heaven and earth do not recognize each other. They must worship again, otherwise the relationship between husband and wife will be invalid.
Of course, unless they have a grudge against the newlyweds, no one will wear black to congratulate them.
He also wanted to help Liuli Fengran deceive the eyes of the world, but he couldn't really marry Jiang Suxi, so Mu Jiuyang went to find Tie Qingwu, the most fair and honest man, and wore a black dress in front of Tie Wuqing.
Wearing it under the red wedding robe...
After worshiping heaven and earth three times, Mu Jiuyang took Jiang Suxi's hand and walked into the new house.
As soon as he stepped through the door of his new house, Jiang Suxi coldly ordered: "Everyone in the house, get out!"
"Prince, Princess, we haven't had a drink yet, we haven't married yet..." The brides waiting in the bridal chamber didn't know what had happened. Seeing the bride's unkind face, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on Mu Jiuyang's dress.
The glazed phoenix dyed the face.
"Get out!" Before Mu Jiuyang could speak, Jiang Suxi ordered coldly, as if if she moved too slowly, she would kill someone. The people in the room turned pale with fright and fled quickly.
It seemed like he was out the door.
"Xi'er, you scared them." After everyone had evacuated, Mu Jiuyang walked to the door and closed the door of the new house. Then he came back and played with Jiang Suxi, saying in a gentle tone.
"Zixiu, take off that skin, it's so disturbing!" Jiang Suxi angrily sat on Xitan, raised his head, and stared at Mu Jiuyang with burning eyes.
Mu Jiuyang was stunned, and followed Jiang Suxi's wishes and took off the thin human skin mask, revealing his original gentle and jade-like appearance.
"Come here!" Jiang Suxi said again, his tone still firm.
Mu Jiuyang had no choice but to walk towards Jiang Suxi. As soon as he reached Jiang Suxi, she was suddenly attacked, grabbed his injured arm, and tore off the crimson sleeve robe with a "tear" sound, revealing the red sleeve robe inside.
When she wore black thin sleeves, Jiang Suxi was stunned for a moment. Thinking of the unwritten rule, she finally felt better... No matter whether the idea of the red robe and black clothes was Liuli Fengran's or Mu Jiuyang's,
This wedding today is just a show!
Although only she, Zi Xiu and Liu Lifeng Ran knew about this matter, it was still very good! At least she could comfort herself that she was still free.
"You've been injured like this and you're still silent, Mu Zixiu, you're really capable!"
A good arm was blown to pieces by the sky-shaking thunder. After Jiang Suxi looked at it, he deliberately pressed the wound heavily, causing Mu Jiuyang to cry out in pain.
"I still know the pain, but I'm not stupid enough!"
The red dress Mu Jiuyang wore was not the one Jiang Suxi had sewn with red blood brocade. Jiang Suxi couldn't figure out why the man only hid the red dress since he asked Zixiu to be the substitute groom.
A piece of clothing? Is it possible that he has plans to wear it himself?
Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Suxi lowered his eyes and carefully treated the injury on Mu Jiuyang's arm.
It would be a lie to say that she was not touched. This gentle and considerate man would hold her tightly in his arms at that critical moment! It is said that a friend in need is a friend indeed. He said he would like her, but she half believed it. But now,
I believe it completely. Isn’t this stupid man the owner of the world’s largest villa that everyone respects? Isn’t he a profit-seeking profiteer? Why did he become so confused at that time?
Does he know that if the power of the thunder is greater, his arm will become useless?!
His heart was so clogged that he finally couldn't hold back a tear and fell vertically on Mu Jiuyang's burned wound. The salt in the tears stained the flesh and blood, making the pain a little worse. He lowered his head to look and breathed.
Stifled.
His thin lips parted slightly, showing excitement, joy, and concern: "Xi'er, you..." He put his intact hand on her shoulder and patted her gently: "Xi'er, don't cry.
It’s okay to repair…”
"Who is crying? Who said I was crying for you?" Jiang Suxi applied the medicine more intensely, raised her head, and said stubbornly with red eyes: "Mu Zixiu, let me tell you, don't think that you are today.
If you protect me, I will forgive you for doing such ridiculous things with Liuli Fengran!"
"I'm sorry Xi'er, I..." He wanted to say that he didn't mean it, but now, it doesn't matter whether it was intentional or not, after all, he hurt her.
"Starting from tonight, I will work harder than before. I will become strong, as strong as you! At that time, I will protect you completely from the embarrassment you gave me and repay you!" The weak voice said with a smile.
The calm before the storm was spoken word by word by Jiang Suxi, which made Mu Jiuyang's heart ache.
There are some things that are out of control after all. He cannot control Mu Jiuyang, nor can he control Liuli Fengran.
On the wedding night of King Shura and Princess Shura, the bride Jiang Suxi did not even take off her headdress except for the layer of wedding veil. She lay sideways on the wedding bed, leaving only a crimson back that made people imagine.
Not counting the groom's stand-in, Mu Jiuyang, who sat at the table, suppressing the sourness in his heart, drank all the wine in the flask, and sat like that until dawn.
That night, Liuli Fengran, who was far away outside the Imperial City of Qingping Kingdom, suddenly covered his heart and felt an inexplicable irritation. He looked at the red flames jumping in front of him and murmured: "Tonight, it should be me Liuli
Feng Ran's wedding night, but I... An Mei, she must be resenting me."
"Pavilion Master," Anmei stood behind Liuli Fengran, his black robes stained with a layer of cold mist, and his voice also had a chill: "Anmei thinks that you can actually wait until after the wedding...
..." He raised his head and looked at the city wall in the distance, sighing lowly.
He hurried slowly, but he still didn't make it to the city at the time mentioned in the secret message. But the master of the pavilion completely let down his beloved woman. Is it worth it for a meaningless message?
Many years later, on countless cold nights, Liuli Fengran felt heartbroken when she thought of this incident. He had never given her complete love from the beginning, but in the long days that followed, he forced her to look at her with only love in her eyes and heart.
He can be the only one!
It was his own hands that pushed her away from him, causing her hatred for him to overwhelm her love for him, and making her say that she would rather live alone for the rest of her life and never believe the harsh words of a man again.