Feng Qingzhuang turned her head, her cold eyes squinted at Di He who was walking beside her, then withdrew her gaze and continued to pay attention to the two fighting men. Her thin lips moved slightly, and her soft voice was like floating clouds in the morning sky.
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"Why?"
"Why?" Di He put his hands behind his back, not knowing why.
"Why do you want to help Feng Yu?" Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyebrows lightly and pursed her lips again.
"It turns out that you are asking about this man. As a man, I really sympathize with Prince Feng. Judging from the situation of today's wedding, Prince Feng personally carried you up the ninety-nine steps to the altar, which shows that he
I value you above all else, but Young Master Wu makes such a fuss. It’s really humiliating. No matter how good your mood is, it’s ruined. That’s why I want to help seal the crown prince.”
Di He's sharp eagle eyes stayed on the two fighting men, Leng Ling's thin lips opened slightly, and he slowly explained to Feng Qingzhuang.
"Yes, a very high-sounding reason." Feng Qingzhuang did not look at Di He, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, a contemptuous sneer overflowed, and she continued.
"It's just for your own selfishness. If my guess is correct, you have this idea just to make Di Yunxi give up and let her return to Dongqi Country with you."
"So what? Everyone will have selfish motives." Di He smiled heartily and admitted generously.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen flashing forward. His figure was as fast as lightning, like a cheetah moving quickly in the dark night, and he flashed towards the corner of the rooftop where Wu Jingyu and Feng Yu were fighting.
"Prince, I will help you," Di He said with a flash of anger in his eyes.
Then, Di He raised his internal energy, and 100% of his powerful internal energy gathered in his palms, and struck towards Wu Jingyu.
Wu Jingyu and Feng Yu, who were originally evenly matched, also used soft weapons. The black long silk and sky silk were fighting in mid-air. Although there were no sparks flying, they made the surrounding air shake.
However, after Di He stepped in and joined the fight, the situation became one-sided.
I saw the heavenly silk silk in Feng Yu's hand shaking, like a silver snake coming out of its hole, with internal energy mixed in, turning into streaks of silver light to attack Wu Jingyu
Wu Jingyu was forced to take a step back, and stood at the edge of the rooftop sacrifice platform. He flicked the long black silk in his hand, like a dragon rising out of the sea, stretching endlessly, resisting Feng Yu's powerful silk thread.
At this time, Di He struck out with a deadly palm. Wu Jingyu was unprepared and received a slap on the chest. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips and he stepped back. He stepped on the air and fell towards the altar.
"Wu Jingyu"
This scene happened too suddenly. Feng Qingzhuang shouted in panic, and her heart seemed to stop beating for an instant.
He moved faster than his brain, and saw a red light flashing past his eyes. His body was like lightning, so fast that it was unimaginable.
Feng Qingzhuang, who flashed to the edge of the sacrificial platform, looked at Wu Jingyu, who was wearing a black brocade robe of ice silk, like a black butterfly with broken wings, falling again and again...
The black figure was getting farther and farther away from her sight. Feng Qingzhuang did not hesitate at all, and jumped down with Wu Jingyu without thinking.
"Pour makeup"
At the edge of the rooftop sacrifice platform, Feng Yu was extremely shocked. The bitter taste spread infinitely in his heart. He flicked the silk in his hand, trying to wrap around Feng Qingzhuang who jumped off the rooftop sacrifice platform, but it only managed to wrap around a piece of clothing.
Great love always makes people do some unreasonable things
Feng Yu's eyes flashed with determination, and he also jumped off the rooftop. Of course, his purpose was to catch Feng Qingzhuang who was falling.
On the altar, Di He, who saw this scene with his own eyes, was extremely shocked. His sharp eagle eyes were dim and he murmured:
"Is this love, which can live and die for you? Is his love for Yunxi really so great that he can live and die for her? Or is it because he has been accustomed to protecting and doting on her since he was a child, which is misleading?
Is this a kind of love for him?"
At this moment, Di He's eyes showed confusion for the first time in his life.
On the platform for worshiping the sky, Emperor Cangyan, the two ministers, and Shangguan Xuanqing were also shocked, especially the eyes of Emperor Cangyan, which showed unabashed worry. Several people left their seats and walked towards the edge of the platform.
Under the sacrificial platform, the people who came to watch the ceremony took a breath of air-conditioning and talked about it.
"It turns out that His Highness the Crown Prince is a lover. He would risk his life for the Crown Princess and jump off the rooftop without hesitation."
Some people also condemned Feng Qingzhuang, mostly women.
"She is such a shameless, flirtatious woman. Since her heart belongs to her, why would she agree to marry their prince, who is as handsome as a god? She just marries her, but she doesn't know how to cherish it. On the day of the wedding, if her old lover is in trouble, she won't do anything.
He hesitated to jump off the rooftop to sacrifice for love together."
In mid-air, Wu Jingyu kept falling. When he saw Feng Qingzhuang jumping down, the corners of his lips curved up, and there was a happy smile on his eyes and eyebrows.
Feng Qingzhuang was stunned when she saw the look on Wu Jingyu's face, and suddenly realized that this guy must have done it on purpose, just to test her sincerity.
But when he saw Feng Yu jumping down, the guilt in his heart spread infinitely.
At this point, a trace of determination flashed through her eyes, Feng Qingzhuang had made a decision
Since I can't give Feng Yu the love he wants in this life, then don't give him any hope anymore
Feng Qing looked up in the air and stretched out her hand to grab Feng Yu. Feng Qing's eyes, as black as paint, showed a hint of apology. Her clear and pleasant voice was like clouds passing by her ears in the morning, dissipating in the cold autumn wind.
"I'm sorry, Feng Yu, I can't marry you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingzhuang raised her inner strength, and her palms were as gentle as the wind, lifting up Feng Yu's falling figure and sending it to the rooftop.
With this palm sent out, Feng Yu returned to the sacrifice platform safely and safely. Emperor Cangyan's heart was relieved and he was greatly relieved. The people in Yanjing City also breathed a big sigh of relief.
But Feng Qingzhuang fell faster, and soon she collided with Wu Jingyu
"Zhuang'er, I'm so happy, almost crazy with joy. My Zhuang'er would risk her life for me. I really want to announce to the whole world that I, Wu Jingyu, am the one you, Feng Qingzhuang, truly love in your heart."
Wu Jingyu's handsome face was full of ecstasy. He flicked the long black silk in his hand, wrapped it around Feng Qingzhuang's waist as thin as a willow, held her in his arms, and took her flying towards the altar.
"Don't worry about being happy. Now that I have ruined my marriage on the spot in front of the people of Yanjing City, even if Feng Yu shows mercy to us, do you think that Emperor Cangyan will let us go? We should first think about how to get out of the predicament at hand.