Shortly after the three of them left the Phoenix Tower, a black figure descended from the sky and stood in front of the double-layered five-petal flower paved with Shanghai Tang petals on the ground. Its deep pupils were clear in black and white, flashing with anger, and there was a hint of jealousy in the eyes.
"Damn Feng Fox, I didn't even dance with Zhuang'er, but I let you take the lead."
After Wu Jingyu muttered angrily, he waved his sleeves and robe, and a strong wind swept out, disrupting the double-layered petals on the ground.
Then, several more strong winds swept by, and the petals of the Haitang flower were flying messily like butterflies struggling in the heavy rain, swirling in the air, floating to the ground, and forming a strange pattern on the ground.
"Yes, my painting skills are becoming more and more vivid."
Looking at the new pattern formed by the petals on the ground, Wu Jingyu raised an evil smile on his lips and nodded with satisfaction.
I saw his ghostly figure flashing, flying up, spreading his wings like a roc, and disappearing in the blink of an eye, bringing with him a faint fragrance.
In this compartment, after Feng Yu sent Feng Qingzhuang to the post house, in order to prevent accidents, he mobilized a thousand elite soldiers to wait outside the post house, and mobilized 500 Xuanyi guards to hide in the dark.
After everything was arranged properly, Feng Yu returned to the Prince's Mansion
After returning to the Prince's Mansion, he went straight to the Phoenix Tower. When he saw the double-layered five-petal flower on the ground turned into a fox pattern, he wondered who had been there and what footprints he had left.
Looking at the fox pattern on the ground, Feng Yu was really dumbfounded. His sleeves and robe were swept away, and the pattern on the ground immediately returned to the original double-layered five-petal flower pattern.
At this time, Feng Ying's figure flashed out strangely like the wind, and stood respectfully behind Feng Yu.
"Feng Ying, have all the things I told you been done?" Feng Yu didn't look back, his eyes still stayed on the five-petal flower pattern on the ground, and a dark voice sounded faintly.
"Don't worry, Master, everything has been arranged properly," Feng Ying replied with a cold expression.
"That's good, go down"
Feng Yu waved his hand, and Feng Ying's strange figure flashed and disappeared into the Haitang Forest.
After standing there for a while, Feng Yu also left the Phoenix Tower.
The next day, God will be kind
The sun is shining brightly, the wind is gentle and sunny, Yanjing City has ushered in the busiest day, the prince's wedding
In Yanjing City today, red silk is flying everywhere, and the whole country is celebrating. The city is full of joy and excitement.
Early in the morning, gongs, drums and suonas were ringing loudly. Feng Yu was dressed in a bright red wedding robe. She was handsome and as beautiful as a god. She was riding on a horse tied with red silk, leading a long welcoming team, playing and beating all the way, heading towards the wedding.
The post house moves forward slowly
Both sides of the street are very lively, and the streets and alleys are full of people.
In the post house, Feng Qingzhuang once again put on a red wedding dress and sat in front of the mirror with a phoenix crown on her head.
The bright red wedding dress made her look as gorgeous as the morning glow, and her whole body exuded an earth-shattering beauty, blazing with light, which was stunning.
Yin Zheng is waiting beside you
"Master, the wedding sedan should be here in a moment," Yin Zheng's cold voice floated out.
The short words "I know" did not bring any joy, but revealed a trace of heaviness and worry.
The two of them had just said a few words when the lively and festive sound of gongs, drums and suona floated into the post house.
"The crown prince has arrived. Master, it's time to seal the seal."
Looking at Feng Qingzhuang, whose expression was indifferent and without the slightest joy that a newlywed bride should have, Yin Zheng reminded her softly.
"I know, bring it here," Feng Qingzhuang said calmly.
After covering the Xipa, after waiting for a short while, I heard Xi Niang shouting at the top of her voice: "Auspicious time"
I sat in the room and waited for a long time, but Xiniang didn't come in. Then Feng Yu arrived.
"Your Highness," Yin Zheng exclaimed, her dark and clear eyes extremely shocked.
"Feng Yu, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be outside the post house?" Feng Qingzhuang lifted her handkerchief, and a trace of surprise flashed through her black-as-pink contact lenses as she said in astonishment.
"You are the woman I love, Feng Yu. I want to give you a grand wedding that attracts worldwide attention and marry you in front of the people of Yanjing City, so I will personally come to pick you up and take you to the place of worship."
Feng Yu was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, with jade trees in the wind, elegant and noble, her handsome face shone with lifelike brilliance, and her whole person was full of energy, especially her beautiful eyes, which exuded a faint blue, like a blue wave.
Wave light
"Isn't the place of worship at the Prince's Mansion?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned slightly, hearing the clues in her words.
As if to prove that Feng Qingzhuang's guess was correct, Xi Po's voice shouted from a distance outside the post house, "The auspicious time has come, get up the sedan chair."
Then, the lively and noisy sound of gongs and drums and suona playing sounded
The noisy gongs, drums, and suonas kept going, gradually getting farther and farther away, until the surrounding area became silent, and no noise could be heard. Feng Yu opened her lips and said
"It's almost time, let's go"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the hikerchief from Feng Qingzhuang's hand and covered her head with his own hands. Before Feng Qingzhuang could react, he picked her up and touched her gently, like a red cloud floating by, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
In the room
On the wide street two streets away from the post house, a luxurious and grand wedding procession had already been arranged. Compared with the one in front of the post house just now, which was heading to the Prince's Mansion, the fake ones were used to confuse Wu Jingyu's sight.
The wedding team is even worse
After holding Feng Qingzhuang in her arms and placing her in the wedding sedan carried by eight people, she saw Feng Yu's handsome figure floating past like a red cloud, flying up and sitting firmly on the horse tied at the front of the welcoming procession.
Gorgeous red silk maroon horse
With a wave of his hand, the team formed a long queue, moving slowly towards the most sacred sacrificial platform in Yanjing City.
In front of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, Wu Jingyu and Mo Yiwei were lurking in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to steal the bride.
"Young Master, the wedding team is about to arrive at the Prince's Mansion." Mo Yue, who was responsible for inquiring about the news, flashed to Wu Jingyu's side like a ghost and reported.
"Feng Hu, if you want to marry my Zhuang'er, you have to ask me if I agree?" Wu Jingyu snorted coldly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
I saw him wave his hand and give an order, "Everyone, prepare to release arrows and burn the wedding hall."
The Mo Yiwei bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and tied a torch to the sharp arrow. He only heard the sound of "swish, swish, swish" piercing the sky. Countless rockets flew past the gate of the Prince's Mansion and shot directly into the front hall of the Prince's Mansion.
Thick smoke billowed out, and lanterns and bright red silk were hung in the corridor, further fueling the fire.
"Ah, I got lost"
The prince's palace was in chaos. The ministers who came to watch the ceremony and several princes from the Cangyan Kingdom ran out in a hurry from the front hall of the prince's palace. Feng Qian was among them.