"Your Highness, I'll have a drink later." Su Mou stood in front of her, holding his head up and smiling, then glanced at the Kirin sword hanging on her waist. His eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

"Well, wait a minute. It's not urgent now. I want to see Uncle Huang's worship hall." Feng Mo Chen also agreed with his proposal, staring at the war maniac who slowly rode to the house.

All the way, the sound of blowing and beating drums is so jubilant and lively. People in the city almost came to watch. In front of the house, people and officials gathered in the city. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the bride on the carriage.

General Zhan has been on his own for so many years, and many matchmakers have introduced him to many rich ladies. He just doesn't like them, so he finally chose the eldest lady of the Wei family.

It is said that Miss Wei is as beautiful as a flower, just like a fairy.

It is said that general Zhan is blessed to marry her.

It is also said that Wei Xueqin is lucky to marry general Zhan.

How happy it is to be protected by such an affectionate man. It's something that others can't even envy.

Among the unmarried women in the street, one of them did not dream of marrying into the general's house, but these dreams became empty.

All the emotions on the face are different, including envy, blessing, jealousy, indifference and excitement.

After the welcoming party arrived outside the mansion, he jumped out of the carriage in a flash and went to the front of the carriage. The gentleman lifted the curtain of the carriage with a happy smile on his face. A pair of affectionate eyes coagulated his slowly stretched out snow-white hand. He held it tightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and more brilliant.

"Xueqin, I will love you all my life and love you all my life." His voice was soft and he spoke softly.

Wei Xueqin, who was held by him in one hand, trembled slightly and stepped down from the carriage, letting his big hand hold her and slowly stood in front of the house.

Taking her by the hand, Zhan Kuang walked slowly to the mansion. The auspicious time had come. He had to worship quickly, but he couldn't miss the time.

Today, Emperor Feng of the Feng Dynasty has been waiting in the house for a long time.

In the crowd, a couple slowly stepped on the steps in front of the mansion hand in hand.

Feng Mochen and Su Mou are standing in front of the door, two eyes, one is gratified, the other is indifferent, so they are coagulating a new couple.

The direction of war maniac is to face Su Mou, while Wei Xueqin is to face Feng Mochen.

Seeing that the two have already stepped up the steps, they are about to enter the mansion.

Oh.

All of a sudden, a kylin chant sounded, and the kylin sword hanging on the waist trembled.

The Kirin sang again and again.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Feng Mo Chen one after another.

Feng Mo Chen was also surprised. Before she could react, the Kirin sword that was hanging on her waist shuashed, and then he broke away from the scabbard and flew out.

What's going on?

Does Qilin sword feel that she is in danger?

Also at the critical moment, she stepped up the steps, wearing a bright red dress. Her head fell from her head. Her delicate and beautiful face showed a fierce expression, her eyes were red with blood, and her body was in a flash. She reached for Feng Mo Chen.

This move is too sudden.

The other hand, which was held in the hands of the war maniac, broke free. When he reacted, Wei Xueqin had rushed out to Feng Mochen.

The next moment, kylin sword sends out another kylin chant. After flying out of the scabbard, it turns around and stabs Wei Xueqin.

Seeing this, Feng Mochen turned pale with fright. He grasped the Qilin sword very quickly, but it was still slower. When he grasped the handle, the sword had already flew out.

Just then, Wei Xueqin's body also came over, and the sword body stabbed into her body and penetrated her chest.