As if a hornet's nest had been poked, the alarm in the direction of the palace gate suddenly rang loudly, and a large number of red palace guards rushed over. Ye Wuchen frowned, and his expression was frighteningly cold. He rushed into the depths of the palace without a care for anything else. All the people who tried to block his way were killed by Oculum's Sky Punishment Blade before they could even get close. They should be thankful that if the current Oculum was still the Lady of Sky Punishment, they wouldn't even be able to leave their corpses intact.
None of the imperial guards that surged over like a tidal wave could stop his footsteps. They could only chase after him while screaming, but they would soon lose sight of him.
The Luan Feng Hall was filled with guests. Feng Lie sat at the head of the table with a radiant face. He didn't have his usual dignified expression on his face, instead, he had a happy smile on his face. Soon, the gongs and drums sounded outside the hall. Everyone stood up and welcomed him with smiles on their faces.
Ye Shuiyao, who was dressed in red, was supported by her bridesmaid. She walked stiffly over the brazier. A wedding should be the happiest moment of a woman's life, but for Ye Shuiyao, it was destined to be a tragedy. This was a strange country. On the day of the wedding, there was no one she was familiar with, let alone her parents and relatives. No one would ask for her opinion. She was like a puppet, moving stiffly. But since she had made the choice, she wouldn't regret it. She would rather destroy herself than destroy the Yeh family, and even more so … destroy Ye Wuchen.
God gave her a painful choice. For the Yeh family, for Ye Wuchen, she made this choice at the cost of her future.
Feng Lie laughed loudly. Today, he made an exception to be the officiator of the wedding. And it was not without reason that he couldn't wait to let Feng Ling marry Ye Shuiyao, who had just arrived in Dafeng Kingdom and had not settled down yet.
Feng Ling and Ye Shuiyao walked into the Luan Feng Palace side by side with the help of the best man and bridesmaid respectively. They heard the praises and laughter of men and women. Feng Ling wore a smile on his face and used his eyes to signal to them one by one. His attire and expression today made him look incomparably handsome. His temperament was elegant and out of this world, causing people to sigh in admiration. The joy in his heart was unprecedentedly strong. He walked forward in high spirits and kept looking at Ye Shuiyao from the corner of his eyes. For the first time, he was extremely grateful for his position as the Crown Prince of Dafeng Kingdom. If he was not the Crown Prince, he might only be able to look at this woman from afar for the rest of his life … or he might not even have the chance to see her back.
With the help of the bridesmaid, Ye Shuiyao walked forward mechanically. She only stopped when the bridesmaid stopped and pulled her back. The surroundings were noisy and she did not listen to what they were saying. After standing for a while, a dignified man seemed to say something, but she did not hear it clearly. The world around her was muddled and she did not fit in.
Feng Lie used his dignified voice to finish the opening speech of the wedding. All the eyes in the hall were focused on Feng Ling and Ye Shuiyao, most of them for Ye Shuiyao. According to the customs of Dafeng Kingdom, before the wedding ceremony, the groom first had to lift the wedding handkerchief from the bride's head. Most of these people had only heard of Ye Shuiyao's beauty and had not seen her in person. All of them wanted to see for themselves how beautiful the daughter of the Yeh family, whom the Crown Prince was infatuated with, was.
With a smile on his face, Feng Ling took a scale wrapped in red cloth from the groomsman and carefully lifted it towards Ye Shuiyao's head. At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the hall.
Ye Wuchen grabbed a random palace maid and asked her. He knew where Ye Shuiyao was at this moment. He gritted his teeth and rushed over as fast as he could. Because Ye Wuchen and Oculum were too fast, the news of the "assassin invasion" spread even slower than them. Feng Lie and Feng Ling did not know about it at all. At this moment, Feng Lie furrowed his brows and his face darkened. He shouted, "What's going on!"
Before anyone could come forward to report, the two red lanterns hanging outside the hall fell to the ground at the same time. The candles inside quickly burned the lanterns. Following that, an unbelievably fast white shadow rushed into the hall. Because his speed was too fast, everyone only saw the white shadow flash before his eyes and he had already rushed over. He tightly held onto Ye Shuiyao's slender waist and quickly retreated with her.
In this short period of time, a large number of guards rushed into the Luan Feng Hall. The entrance was also completely blocked. Ye Wuchen brought Ye Shuiyao to a corner and pulled the red handkerchief on her head.
Their eyes met. Looking at Ye Shuiyao who was so close to him, Ye Wuchen smiled happily. It was a kind of joy, love, and tender love that came from the bottom of his heart. Ye Shuiyao also stared at him. It was as if she had gone from an ice-cold hell to an illusory cloud. Everything was as unreal as a dream.
In a short period of time, her tears fell like rain.
To her, there was nothing else in this world that could move her more than this moment.
Ye Shuiyao tightly leaned against him. She forgot where she was and what kind of person she was facing. The only voice in her heart was that he had risked everything to come to the Great Wind Nation for her … Her escape was so insignificant compared to this love …
This was not a dream because he was right next to her, hugging her tightly. The feeling was so real and the smell was so familiar.
He was here. The scene that appeared in her dream yesterday was happening in front of her like a dream.
Her heart melted in an instant. In her heart, she quietly whispered … Xiao Chen … If I can leave with you today, in this life, even if I have to go against all morals and be criticized by the world, I will stay with you for the rest of my life …
Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a handsome young man who was dressed in white. He was not even twenty years old. At this moment, hundreds of guards had already surrounded the entrance of the hall. The guards that rushed into the hall had also surrounded him. The emperor, the crown prince, and the ministers were all protected behind them. He was forced into a corner and had no hope of escaping. However, his face was filled with coldness, but there was no trace of fear.
Feng Lie's whole body was covered in cold sweat. With the speed just now, if his target wasn't Ye Shuiyao but his life, his head would have already been gone. At the same time, he was confused as to why Feng Zhaoyang didn't appear. Could it be that he didn't have the so-called murderous aura?
It wasn't that Feng Zhaoyang didn't want to appear, but … On the roof of the Luan Feng Hall, Feng Zhaoyang was holding the Wind Cutter Saber in his hand. His calm and sharp eyes were trembling continuously. In front of him, a girl in black was holding the hand of a white-haired girl. They were looking at each other expressionlessly.
Those familiar eyes and the terrifying aura that locked onto his entire body caused his hands to tremble. Because she was shockingly … the Daughter of Tian Fa! She was the only terrifying demon in this world that made him feel fear.
"Hurry up and take him down for me!" Feng Lie stood up and roared.
The guards were about to move, but Feng Ling shouted, "Wait!" He took a few steps forward and said, "Father, it's not a good time to make a move. Let's ask him about his background first."
Feng Lie frowned and nodded.
The main reason why Feng Ling didn't let them make a move was because he was afraid of hurting Ye Shuiyao. As for the person who suddenly barged in beside her, he hated that he couldn't cut him into pieces. First, he ruined his wedding. Now, he actually … actually hugged Ye Shuiyao tightly in front of everyone. Not only did Ye Shuiyao not resist, but the look that they exchanged just now made him burn with jealousy. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to believe that Ye Shuiyao already had someone in her heart. Moreover, that person came all the way to the Great Wind Nation and barged in here regardless of the consequences.
Moreover, this man's appearance, temperament, courage to barge into the wedding, the shocking strength he showed just now, and the calmness he showed at this moment, made him admit that he was indeed qualified to be with Ye Shuiyao.
"You are?" Feng Ling was gloomy and tried his best to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
Ye Wuchen squinted his eyes and looked at the Crown Prince of Great Wind Nation who had designs on Ye Shuiyao with an even more gloomy gaze. He said coldly, "Yeh family, Ye Wuchen!"
The surroundings suddenly quieted down. Feng Ling's face was full of shock, and Feng Lie also frowned. They were caught unprepared by this answer. Even among the people present, there weren't many who didn't know this name. He was the only son of the Yeh family in Tenryū Province, a genius young man who was said to be a god. Most importantly, he had a fearsome identity — the disciple of the God of Swords!
The Great Wind Nation was a nation that worshiped heroes. Other than respect, they also feared Chu Cang Ming.
"Wuchen from the Yeh family in Tenryū Province?" Feng Lie raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly, "I don't care who you are. You barged into the palace today, killed many guards, and disrupted my son's wedding. Do you know your crime!"
In the past, when he showed such power, all the civil and military officials would keep quiet out of fear, not even daring to breathe loudly. However, when he saw that Ye Wuchen was unmoved and his expression was still as cold as before, without the slightest hint of fear, he couldn't help but praise him in his heart even though he was furious. Feng Ling suddenly stepped forward and said, "Father, please calm down and listen to me."
Hearing Ye Wuchen's name, Feng Ling's heavy heart immediately relaxed. It turned out that things were not as he had expected. The person who came was actually Ye Shuiyao's younger brother. Under the huge psychological change, his impression of Ye Wuchen had also changed completely, and he couldn't help but start to admire him. It was rumored that the only son of the Yeh family was a dragon among men. It seemed that it was true. Although today's action was extremely rash, just this kind of courage was not something an ordinary person could have. From the way Ye Shuiyao looked at him, the relationship between the two siblings must be very good. Otherwise, Ye Wuchen wouldn't have done such a crazy thing. So … if he really hurt Ye Wuchen today, Ye Shuiyao would definitely be angry at him. On the other hand, if he generously protected him, Ye Shuiyao would be grateful to him and change her view of him. She wouldn't treat him so coldly anymore.
Thinking of this, he actually faintly rejoiced that Ye Wuchen had barged in. Thinking of this, he said to the guards who were three steps away from Ye Wuchen, "Put down your blades."
The guards hesitated for a while before putting down their blades and taking a few steps back. However, their faces were still filled with vigilance.
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