C491 Is she coming

"Has the young miss of the Prime Minister's Estate arrived?" Feng Qianyue asked, and the reason he didn't speak for a long time was because his voice had a trace of hoarseness mixed within.

The steward was slightly stunned and bowed. "Reporting to Your Highness, Second Master Lian, Second Master Lian, and Third Master San have arrived. Rong and the County Lord are with the other female guests of the Residence of General, so it will be slower …"

Feng Qianyue nodded, indicating for the butler to withdraw.

Then, Ying Kong also walked in and called out, "Your Highness, it's time for the future."

The expression on Feng Qianyue's face became even colder as he asked, "How is it?"

In reply to Your Highness, Minister of Internal Affairs Lu Island has already led twenty subordinate officers and twenty troops. Just now, we have set out from the Xiao Mansion, and the majority of them were arranged by ourselves. In addition, the ambushers have also ambushed the people on the path with the least number of people. Ying Kong reported one by one.

Yes, Feng Qianyue had sent someone to obstruct his wedding today. He wanted this wedding to be a failure, and he wanted to send Xiao Rou back the way she came from. Since Xiao Zhenhai had established an inseparable relationship with him, he wasn't willing to marry Xiao Rou so quickly!

"Don't forget to leave behind usable evidence for this matter and point the clues towards Prince Heng, Feng Yunzheng's, evidence." Feng Yunzheng had the freedom to enter into marriage, so how could he let him do as he pleased?

"Yes, this general understands that everything has been arranged. Everything in Prince Heng's residence is normal after the ninth palace descended today. I'm sure Ninth Prince would never think that His Highness would still want to destroy this marriage." Ying Kong said.

"Be careful, he is too crafty and cannot be underestimated." Feng Qianyue explained.

"Your Highness, the people outside are waiting for you." After Ying Kong left, the butler came to urge him again.

Feng Qianyue finally stood up and walked out. The coldness on his face dissipated and was replaced with an almost invulnerable, joyous smile, as he faced the people on the road who were congratulating him.

The Lian family's sedan chair was divided into two groups to drink the wedding wine. Lian Yanqing, Second Master Lian, and Third Master were in the lead, while the other wives and mistresses were in the back.

Lian Ru Yue closed her eyes and quietly sat on the palanquin heading to the Duke of Yue's mansion. The outside world was bustling with noise and excitement, but it was as if she couldn't hear anything from inside the palanquin.

Although she didn't open her eyes, she still felt that she was getting closer and closer to the hell she lived in.

In her previous life, she was carried by someone else down this path, carrying all the love and beauty in her heart. Like a moth, she pounced into Feng Qianyue's world, into the scorching flames, and into the gates of King Yue's Estate.

"Eldest Miss, we're here." At this moment, the voice of Qing Dai came from outside the palanquin.

Lian Ruyue slowly opened her eyes and the curtain of the sedan was opened. She sat inside the sedan and raised her head to look at the plaque before her …

The words' Duke of Yue's Mansion 'appeared in front of her eyes.

This was her previous life's home. She had been here for more than ten years.

She had thought that this door was the beginning of her happiness, but she did not know that it was the opening of hell. She had spent the happiest and most painful days here.

She was lost in her thoughts when a fiery red figure suddenly appeared in front of her …

He saw Feng Qianyue wearing a red wedding dress, with a face full of a joyful smile as he chatted with the civil and military officials who had come to congratulate him. Lian Ruyue didn't get off the palanquin; instead, she just sat in the palanquin and silently looked at him …

Without a doubt, he was handsome. He had a handsome face, and his facial features seemed to have been painstakingly depicted. This was the same in both his past and present lives.

That pair of deep eyes seemed deep and profound, but they occasionally revealed a hint of a smile that would cause one to involuntarily sink into it. Back then, she had been submerged in a face like his.

Today was still his wedding day. It was the same as in his previous life, his clothes, smile, and demeanor had never changed. It was just that this time, he was the groom, and the bride was no longer her.

A faint smile appeared on her face. Feng Qianyue turned around and just happened to see Lian Xiyue's slightly ethereal and ethereal smile. Feng Qianyue was stunned for a moment …

He had never seen this smile on her face before.

What did that mean?

He trembled slightly as he spoke to the official in front of him with a smile. However, his eyes had already cooled down.

After the official in front of him left, Feng Qianyue walked over. That wedding robe carried a breeze, and he still had a smile on his face as he said:

"Princess Rong and she are finally here."

Lian Xiyue had already retracted the slight ripple in her heart and returned to her usual indifferent and cold attitude. She said, "How could Ru Yue not come to congratulate Your Highness on his grand wedding with Princess He Yun? On such a beautiful day, it seems as if the moon wishes to witness everything with her own eyes. "

The words she said seemed unfathomable, yet also seemed to have some sincerity.

Feng Qianyue was stunned once again. "Please enter." His heart involuntarily tightened.

"Thank you very much." Feng Qianyue lowered his head like the moon and crossed the threshold with the support of a servant girl. As he walked in, the complicated gaze in his eyes gradually cooled down as he looked at her back.

"Like the moon." Just as she entered, Liu Xiren, Fan Yu, and the others were also there. Liu Xiren hurriedly told her to go over and take a seat.

Lian Ru Yue, on the other hand, saw Ninth Prince Feng Yunzheng sitting in the middle of the table. He was looking through the crowd at her. His brows were slightly furrowed.

In this place, only he knew that she had experienced what she had experienced here. That was why he gave her such a look.

She shook her head at him, meaning: I'm fine.

"Ru Yue, why did you come so late today?" Liu Xi Ren asked while holding her arm.

"My grandmother was supposed to come, but she was still feeling a bit unwell, so she was delayed for a while. However, she finally arrived on time." Lian Ruyue said.

Almost all the guests had arrived. Everyone was looking forward to the arrival of the bride.

On the way to the King of Yue's estate, a bustling wedding procession carried a palanquin.

Xiao Rou sat in the palanquin, holding the golden apple tightly. The initial feeling of reluctance to leave her home had already disappeared. At this moment, she could only hope that the palanquin would move a little faster. She really couldn't wait to get to Feng Qianyue's side …

From now on, he would be her heaven, her god, her everything.

As Xiao Rou listened to the joyous and enthusiastic honks coming from outside, and thought of the "wonderful" scene in her mind, her face couldn't help but turn red. She couldn't help but hold the golden apple in her hand, placing it next to her nose as she gently breathed in.

For some reason, a feeling of sleepiness slowly assaulted her, and her eyelids grew heavy. She tried her best to widen her eyes, but the hand holding the golden apple felt somewhat powerless.

"Bam!"

"Crackle!"

"Bam!"

Just then, the palanquin was halfway there when a few loud noises came from outside. She was startled and asked, "Su Yin, what happened?"

Ah!" Xiao Rou felt the palanquin shake violently and immediately curled into a ball. After struggling, she used all her strength to push aside the palanquin curtain, only to see ten black-clothed men pouncing over with dark clouds pressing on them, surrounding her wedding procession.

Meanwhile, the surroundings were already emitting waves of white fog, blurry to the point that he could not see anything clearly. He could only vaguely see that many people were fighting, causing the scene to be thrown into chaos.

However, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and the golden apple in her hand fell to the ground with a plop, rolling out of the sedan chair.

"Shua!" At this time, a black-clothed man rose into the air, the sword stabbing straight towards the sedan.

"Protect the princess!" The Minister of Internal Affairs, Lu Dao, shouted loudly, and the wedding procession fell into chaos.

"Shua!" "Swish!" And at this time, another group of black-clothed people appeared. They were also rushing over like a bolt of lightning, but they were here to deal with the first group of black-clothed people.