C492 In the midst of chaos

The leader of the group, who was dressed in black, stared at the sword that was thrusting towards the palanquin with a cold expression. He threw out the concealed weapon in his hand swiftly, accurately hitting the blade of the sword.

The man's eyes narrowed and he quickly turned around. The sword in his hand stabbed out again. The man in black who had attempted to kill Xiao Rou immediately died under his sword.

At the same time, there was also another swift and fierce figure. His hand raised and his blade fell, each and every attack fatal to the opponent.

This was Feng Yunzheng's most powerful hidden position: the night wind and the cold brows.

Seeing that his cold eyebrows were getting better, a faint smile appeared in the corner of Ye Feng's eyes.

In a short moment, sword lights and sword shadows, two groups of men in black, waged a death-struggle. The wedding procession was caught in the middle, the joyous sounds of suona stopped, and the twenty guards immediately started a deathfight with the man in black, while those who did not know any martial arts were so scared that they all held their heads and squatted on the ground.

Xiao Rou's sedan stopped in the middle. The Minister of Internal Affairs, Lu Dao, dodged swords and sabers as he ran to the sedan. He opened the sedan and saw that Princess He Yun had already fainted.

"Quick, come protect the princess."

As the Minister of Internal Affairs in charge of receiving the bride, if he was unable to send Xiao Rou to the Duke of Yue's estate in one piece, he would definitely be punished.

Seeing the situation turn chaotic, he hurriedly ordered two guards. One of them went to report to the Xiao Residence, and the other went to the King of Yue Palace to report.

However, before he could get far, he was cut down by a sharp blade. Ye Feng sneered:

"If I let you escape right under my nose, then I don't need to stay any longer."

Cold brow stared at him and scolded in a low voice, "Stop talking, kill more!"

"…" Ye Feng hurriedly shut his mouth and didn't dare to say anything else.

The maidservant Suyin crawled in front of Xiao Rou and shouted in fear, "Young miss, young miss, wake up!" However, Xiao Rou still had her eyes closed tightly and didn't wake up.

After a few desperate struggles, the first wave of men in black began to retreat. They were no match for the dark position led by Ye Feng and Leng Mei.

"Kill!"

Ye Feng took the opportunity to give the order. The killing intent in his eyes became even more intense. He raised his sword and cut down the enemy without holding back.

As for the other Leng Mei, who was fighting alongside him, her eyes were even more cold and emotionless. The two of them sped up their beheading with their swords. Not long later, the entire group of men in black was annihilated, and the air reeked of blood.

The two of them were the best partners!

Ye Feng bent over and took out a token from the waist of one of the guards. He saw that it was the Ninth Prince's name on it. He sneered and said in a mocking tone:

"The 4th Prince is now used to using this despicable method!"

"Heh." Ye Feng ordered the others to take out the tokens on the black-clothed people, and said, "Then we will do the same to him. Let him slowly explain it to Xiao Zhenhai."

With that, he took out another token from his waist and threw it at one of the corpses.

The next second, these assassins disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

The wedding procession was broken and scattered. The guards were either dead or injured. The palanquin was also cut in half. There was no one left to carry the palanquin for a while. Xiao Rou had also fainted and didn't wake up.

"Shua!" A cold sword was thrust toward Lu Island's throat. Lu Island looked up in fear. It was the fastest and fiercest man in black who had killed. Lu Island's body quivered.

"Take Princess, and come with us!" another man shouted.

The Duke of Yue's estate.

It had been a quarter of an hour since the auspicious hour had passed, but the bride's sedan had not arrived.

"Xiao Rou wants to marry the Fourth Prince so much that she can't wait to move the entire Xiao family here to accompany her. Why did she miss such an important moment?"

Lian Ruyue slowly drank the fruit wine in her cup, glanced at the incense on the table that was about to burn up, and said, "Maybe we'll be there soon."

"That's right. Look at that arrogant and domineering look she had at the Nine Flower Temple. It's as if she's going to marry the emperor. She'll come crawling over even if she crawling." Liu Xi Ren sneered.

"Trouble comes from the mouth!" Lian Ru Yue immediately looked back at her. Knowing that she said the wrong thing, she quickly covered her mouth and said:

"With my mouth, I've really gone mad."

Feng Qianyue's gaze looked at the incense as well, and the last bit of it had burned up. A single incense stick had finally turned into a pile of ashes.

His eyes flashed with a faint smile of triumph. Destroying the marriage — that was what he wanted.

However, his face was scrunched up and he had a serious expression. He used a voice that everyone else could hear and ordered, "Ying Kong, quickly go and see what's going on."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"The bride is here, the bride is here …" It was at this moment that the sounds of firecrackers and joyous suona came from outside, accompanied by the cheers of the surrounding crowd.

Feng Qianyue's originally joyous heart received a violent blow. According to the original plan, the procession to escort the bride should now be stuck halfway, so Xiao Rou couldn't come forward —

How could this be …

"Fourth Prince, the bride is here. It's time to kick the palanquin!" At this moment, a few princes excitedly walked over, and eighth prince Feng Ye raised his hand to pat Feng Qianyue's shoulder as he spoke.

"That's right. Is Fourth Prince so happy that he couldn't react in time?" The Sixth Prince, Feng Yu, stood by Feng Ye's side and said with a smile.

"My fellow brothers, please excuse me. I am going to kick the palanquin." Feng Qianyue's face flashed with a forced smile as he walked out with his slender legs, but his heart was filled with doubt.

"Quick, quick, quick! The bride is here! Quickly go and have a look!" Everyone became excited as they got up, clamoring that they were going to watch the bride.

Feng Qianyue had a smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth were stretched tight. He walked to the outside, and as expected, the wedding procession was right in front of him. He was full of joy as he glanced over —

That's right, this was the style of the Xiao family.

"Your Highness, please kick the palanquin." The nanny said loudly with a joyous smile on her face.

"Fourth Prince, what are you waiting for? I'm afraid the bride is getting anxious." Seeing that Feng Qian was increasingly stunned and had yet to move, the Sixth Prince, Feng Yu, could not help but smile as he spoke.

In front of everyone's eyes, Feng Qianyue finally raised his foot and kicked over hesitantly.

"Oh, the groom kicked the palanquin. The groom kicked the palanquin!" The nanny shouted again, and the crowd cheered.

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened and the bride was dressed in a red wedding dress. She was sitting in the sedan safe and sound. She held a golden apple in her hand and was also holding onto a red silk cloth.

The nanny passed the other end of the red silk cloth to Feng Qianyue and said, "Your Highness, you can lead the bride inside to pay her respects."

Feng Qianyue slowly extended his hand over. However, the moment his hand grabbed the red silk cloth, he suddenly let it go. The wedding nanny was stunned, and said —

"Your Highness?"