Seeing Feng Muqing's tired look, Yu Qingfeng said, "There is still some distance to go to Kyoto. Miss Feng can rest for a while."
Feng Muching opened the car curtain, glanced at the sky, and asked, "How long will it take to get to Kyoto?"
Hope it comes in time.
"About half an hour."
Feng Muching said "hmm", leaned against the car wall and closed her eyes, sorting out the chaotic memories in her mind.
This is a place called Nebula Continent, with the Beiyi Kingdom as the center and many other countries. When they were children, everyone would use spirit-testing stones to test their spiritual roots, so as to select talented children from their families and send them to the academy to study.
Spiritual roots are divided into five spiritual roots: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, which are further divided into Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, transcending tribulations, and Mahayana. Each stage is divided into seven levels.
The aura of this continent was acceptable. Although it was not as good as the world she was in, it was still okay in this continent where there were no people who had become gods.
For some reason, there are very few cultivators on this road who can reach the Nascent Soul Stage, let alone the cultivators after the Divine Transformation Stage.
My original life was not easy, and I only had a partial understanding of these things.
Looks like I need to find someone to ask.
She thought she could become the leader of the gods back then, but now it's just a do-over.
Feng Muqing summoned her mental power to explore her spiritual veins and frowned fiercely.
When the original body was tested for spiritual roots, it was judged that it was impossible to practice without spiritual roots. Now there are only a few white lumps in the body.
This is……
Feng Muching's index finger and middle finger quietly touched the pulse.
He was poisoned!
Still winning for ten years!!
Feng Muqing sighed silently. She was just a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken. Who could do such a cruel thing?
While Feng Muqing was thinking a lot, Yu Qingfeng on the side was secretly looking at her.
It seems that there is a lot of excitement in the Regent's Palace today, but he is a hostage from another country, so he can't openly watch the excitement.
Everyone said that Feng Muqing was just a loser, but now it seems that he is probably not worthy of his name.
Kyoto is not peaceful anymore.
The noisy voices woke up Feng Muching, who had closed her eyes to rest. She took a deep breath and cheered up instantly.
"Can you take me to the Regent's Palace?"
The original person didn't know where the Prince Regent's Palace was, so he could only ask Yu Qingfeng for help. After all, time could not be lost.
Yu Qingfeng was not surprised at all. He turned around and told the boy driving the car outside, "Go to East Street."
The huge high gate is covered with festive red silk, and even the two majestic stone lions in front of the mansion are hung with two huge red flowers.
The guests in the Prince Regent's Palace felt at home, and the laughter and laughter all reflected the excitement in the palace.
The emcee looked at the newlyweds with a smile on his face and shouted enthusiastically.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
"Couple greetings!"
"Send in..."
"Wait!"
Just when the ceremony was about to be completed, a sweet voice interrupted.
Everyone followed the sound and saw that the person who came was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, with three thousand strands of hair messy and scattered behind her, looking slightly embarrassed.
The guests talked a lot.
Where did this lunatic come from, who dared to break into the Regent's Palace and stop the ceremony.
The visitor was none other than Feng Muqing, who came in a hurry.
Fortunately, I caught up.
Feng Muqing breathed a sigh of relief.
Jun Ruye raised her eyes and glanced at the woman in front of the house. The beaded hairpin on her head was missing for some reason. Even though she was in a miserable state, her clear eyes were particularly attractive.
Feng Muqing moved lightly with lotus steps and came to Jun Ruye.
The man in front of him was as handsome as a miraculous craftsman. His long and narrow red phoenix eyes, set off by his sword-shaped eyebrows, made him even more cold and heroic, and his well-shaped nose and lips added to his flavor.
Even a red dress could not hide his natural dignity and austerity, but his legs were weak and the dark wheelchair looked out of place.
"Bold thief! You dare to break into the Prince Regent's Palace without permission! Why don't you quickly arrest him!" The guards of the Prince Regent's Palace were dispatched, showing a hint of murderous intent.
"Why, the dignified regent can't recognize his princess?"
Feng Muqing remained unmoved, looking steadily at the man in the wheelchair with a pair of fox eyes.
He is the famous regent-Jun Ruye.
Others have nothing to fear. As long as they pull the powerful Jun Ruye into their camp, things will be much easier in the future.
It's a pity that I don't have time to study how to make him one of my own now.
Let’s solve the immediate problem first.
The sudden words shocked the guests present, and their eyes couldn't help but flow between Jun Ruye and Feng Muqing.
What happened?
Did they know some terrible secret?
Will the regent find a reason to kill him?
Everyone couldn't help but be curious, but they were also terrified, fearing that today's trip would be the end of their lives.
Hearing this, Jun Ruye raised his eyebrows.
He didn't like this marriage to begin with, and now someone came to disrupt it, playing into his own ambitions.
But what did she mean by this?
Jun Ruye didn't know why, and she and Feng Muqing looked at each other, but neither of them spoke first.
Ahem...
Feng Muqing first looked away and pretended to clear her throat, "I am Feng Muqing, the legitimate daughter of Prime Minister Feng."
Swish——
Everyone looked at Feng Muqing with strange looks.
Is this the piece of trash?
Seeing once is better than hearing it a hundred times.
Feng Muqing ignored everyone's gazes and looked at the woman with a red hijab on Jun Ruye's side, marveling.
If she hadn't been sharp-eyed, I would have thought she was indifferent.
Look, the cuffs of her dress are pinched and deformed.
"This fake bride, why don't you lift the hijab for everyone to see? After all, there are very few people who have the courage to pretend to be the future Princess Regent."
As Feng Muching finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to the silent bride.
After a while, a pair of Rouyi slowly lifted off the red hijab, revealing the face hidden inside.
oh--
Feng Muqing raised her eyebrows slightly and raised an evil smile at the corner of her mouth.
It seems that they are well prepared.
Yes, after all, it was the emperor who granted the marriage, and you couldn't blatantly resist the decree.
The woman in front of her had an extremely ordinary face, one that would not be found in the crowd.
Feng Muqing had never left the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it was the first time that everyone saw her true face. For a moment, they didn't know who to believe.
Jun Ruye's thoughtful eyes wandered back and forth between the two brides, her eyes deep.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew by, the tip of Feng Muching's nose moved slightly, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Do you have anything to say?"
The woman lowered her eyes and sobbed softly, "Why do you want to make such a fuss at my wedding banquet?"
The soft voice made everyone feel a little pain in their hearts, and they couldn't help but lean towards the woman.
Although he looks average, his figure and voice are excellent.
"It seems that you are determined to refuse to admit it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Muqing raised her inner strength and ran towards the woman in an instant.
Everyone saw an afterimage passing before their eyes.
"ah!"
The woman's scream was about to burst everyone's eardrums.
Looking around, he saw Feng Muqing firmly grasping the woman's shoulder with one hand, and quickly swiping the side of her face with the other. Then the woman seemed to have a familiar face.
"Feng Wanwan, my concubine, are you trying to resist the decree?"
Feng Muqing played with the thin mask in her hand and curled her lips in disgust, "The quality is really bad."
He threw the mask on Jun Ruye who was watching the show. This chapter has been completed!