Qing, who came to watch the ceremony instead of Xia Houfengli who was resting in the post house because he was suffering from too much wind and cold, was even more excited when he saw this situation and wanted to rush forward and take Xiahou Fengli away directly.
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However, the row of guards standing behind him made Qing forcefully endure the thoughts in his heart.
There are so many guards in this palace, and he is very weak. Even if he can capture people, he may not be able to get out.
The king was still suffering from severe cold and was unconscious in the post house. If something happened to him, no one would be able to escort him back to Song Kingdom.
Thinking of this, Qing let out a long sigh and stepped back.[
Wu Yu, who was always paying attention to the surrounding situation, saw Qing put away his violent breath and retreated to his original position, and loosened his grip on the handle of the knife.
He turned his head, exchanged a look with Huangfulian, and nodded slightly.
Huangfulian turned her head, glared at the guests who were whispering to each other, lowered her head, leaned against Jiang Nanyan's ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Yan'er, it's time to bow, bow your head."
"Oh." Jiang Nanyan suddenly came back to her senses, and with the support of the palace maid beside her, she leaned forward slightly and lowered her head.
Li Gao shouted again about the next process.
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
"Bow down as husband and wife!"
"Send it to the bridal chamber!"
Jiang Nanyan followed them one by one and completed these rituals with the help of the ceremony officials and maids.