Coincidentally, at this time, the fake bride-to-be team was whistling all the way and happened to arrive at the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
Riding on the tall horse draped in red and colorful colors at the front was a man whose appearance was exactly the same as Feng Yu's, except that he lacked Feng Yu's proud and plump temperament.
"It's strange that I only saw a few princes and ministers from the Cangyan Kingdom. With Emperor Cangyan's love for Feng Yu, there's no way he wouldn't be present as guests on such an important day as his wedding. Moreover, Shangguan Xuanqing and Di He are two
The envoys from the country are not among the guests attending the ceremony, which makes it even more strange."
Wu Jingyu was hiding in the dark, and could see the chaotic situation at the gate of the Prince's Mansion. The more he looked at it, the more he frowned, and the doubts in his deep eyes became more serious.
"Young Master, do we still want to snatch the bride?" Mo Yue stood aside and saw that Wu Jingyu was delayed in giving orders, so she asked
"Mo Yue, go and find out if there are any other wedding teams besides this one in Yanjing City today. Go quickly."
A trace of uneasiness surged in his heart, and he always felt that he had fallen into a trap set by Feng Hu. Wu Jingyu's face turned gloomy and ugly, and his tone became irritable.
When Mo Yue heard this, her figure swayed and flew towards the distance like a shooting star to find out the news.
On the roof, Wu Jingyu took the bow and arrow from the hand of a Mo Yiwei, his dark jade-like eyes flashed with fierceness, and he bent the bow and set the arrow.
Only a "swish" sound was heard, and sharp arrows pierced the sky. The groom sat down and his horse received an arrow in its hip. The horse roared wildly and led the groom madly towards the front.
The wedding team without the groom suddenly became a mess, and they bumped into the guests who ran out of the Prince's Mansion. The people who didn't know the situation were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and the chaos became even more chaotic.
Very satisfied with the chaos he created, Wu Jingyu's lips curved into a satisfied smile.
I saw him flying up, his light body flashing like lightning, towards the eight people carrying the wedding sedan in front of the Prince's Mansion. The long black silk in his hand shook, mixed with the extremely strong internal force, and swept towards the top of the wedding sedan.
The wedding sedan suddenly fell into pieces. A woman wearing a bright red wedding dress and a hippa was sitting in the sedan, clutching the wedding dress with both hands, suppressing the tension and panic in her heart.
Sharp black eyes glanced at the ring finger of the woman's left hand. The long and slender fingers were bare. There was no trace of the Mo Yin Yunfeng he had given to Feng Qingzhuang.
In an instant, Wu Jingyu's face became terrifyingly gloomy, his dark eyes flashed with a violent rage that would destroy the world, and he cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth.
"Damn Feng Fox, you actually used a fake wedding team to distract me from my attention."
At this time, Mo Yue, who was inquiring about the news, came back with a dark face, a strange figure flashed to Wu Jingyu, and immediately reported the news to him.
"Young Master, something bad has happened. My subordinates have found out that the real wedding team has already headed towards the Tianjing Temple in Yanjing City. Many people from Yanjing City are also rushing towards the Tiantian Temple at this moment."
"Sacrifice to the rooftop, seal the fox, you want to marry Zhuang'er in front of the people of Yanjing City, I will never agree to it." Wu Jingyu's face was unspeakably gloomy, "Give me the order, Mo Yiwei will all rush out."
"To the rooftop of sacrifice"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jingyu raised his hand to his lips, a crisp whistle sounded, and a snow-white jade snow horse appeared at the door of the Prince's Mansion. He stepped lightly, his figure flashed, and landed lightly like a ghost.
on horseback
Wu Jingyu clamped his legs together and shouted: "Drive!"
The Jade Snow Horse neighed, and with Wu Jingyu on its back, it galloped towards the Heaven Sacrifice Platform. The Mo Yiwei also raised their inner strength and used light skills to rush towards the Heaven Sacrifice Platform.
The Sacrifice Rooftop, about seven to eight feet high, is the tallest building in Yanjing City. After climbing up to the Sacrifice Rooftop, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Yanjing City.
At this time, there was a golden dragon throne placed on the altar, which reflected a dazzling light in the sun. There were four chairs on the lower and left sides of the dragon throne.
Emperor Cang Yan was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on the dragon throne. His eyes were always looking at the long dragon-like procession of welcoming brides. On the four chairs at the left and right, Shangguan Xuanqing, Di He, and others were sitting respectively.
The other two are the high-ranking ministers and ministers of the Cangyan Kingdom and the Minister of War.
A road about six feet wide and three feet long is paved with red carpet at the foot of the altar.
Both sides of the road were lined with people who came to watch the ceremony. They all looked forward to witnessing this grand wedding. In addition to the people of Yanjing City, there were also two thousand elite soldiers wearing black armor and red silk at their waists under the sacrificial platform.
Maintain order and prevent chaos
Finally, the lively and noisy sound of gongs, drums and suonas was heard. Immediately afterwards, Feng Yu, who was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, sat on a tall horse. Her black hair as smooth as a black waterfall was flying in the wind, and she was tied with a bow on her chest.
A big red flower tied with red silk appeared in everyone's sight with a smile of joy and happiness on its face.
As the wedding team arrived and stopped at the edge of the red silk road, cheers resounded from the crowd.
In the warm cheers, Feng Yu got off his horse and walked to the bridal sedan carried by eight people. He did not dismount and kick the sedan door like a normal groom. Instead, he opened the red curtain of the wedding sedan and personally
Take Feng Qingzhuang out of the wedding sedan
With a happy smile on his face, he hugged her and walked steadily on the red carpet towards the ninety-nine steps to the rooftop.
"Feng Yu, you'd better let me down."
Under the red hijab, Feng Qingzhuang's face is as bright as the clouds. Through the red hijab, she can see the sea of people around her.
"Qingzhuang, don't refuse me, just let me carry you up to the ninety-nine steps of the sacrificial platform. I want to tell the world that you, Feng Qingzhuang, are not only the noble crown princess of Cang Yan Kingdom, but also my Feng Yu Shiruo."
A treasure, a lover in the palm of your hand."
Feng Yu's expression has never been more serious, and every word comes from the heart, which is touching.
At this moment, Feng Qingzhuang was moved, but she felt a trace of regret and guilt in her heart.
I regret that I should not have chosen to use my identity as the Crown Princess of the Cangyan Kingdom to leave the Xingyao Kingdom openly. But there is no regret medicine in the world. I can only bite the bullet and move forward in front of everyone.
I sighed quietly in my heart, with a helpless smile on my lips.
Feng Yu hugged Feng Qingzhuang, her face was not red and she was not out of breath. She stepped up the ninety-nine steps step by step and put Feng Qingzhuang down on the altar.
"Hey! My feet can finally touch the ground. To be honest, it feels really uncomfortable with my feet dangling in the air." As soon as her feet touched the ground, Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyebrows slightly and sighed with emotion.
Feng Yu's gentle and jade-like face revealed a fond smile. Then, a Xipo put one end of the red silk tied into flowers into Feng Qingzhuang's hand, and the other end was naturally held in Feng Yu's hand.