Chapter 55
Run! A flash of thought in Meng Fu Ying's mind.
She can escape marriage...
With her skills and what she learned from the bandit master, if she were to run away from marriage, the possibility of success would still be extremely high.
Fifteen days later, the big wedding day.
Because of the border chaos, Meng Yuntian was unable to hurry back.
However, the Empress Dowager did not lose her words and made this marriage a grand affair, even surpassing the scene when the Crown Prince married the Crown Princess that year.
Early in the morning, the empress dowager sent someone specially to dress her up.
Meng Fu Ying hadn't even opened her eyes when she was dug up by Qing Zhu, and looking at the row of palace maids in front of her, Meng Fu Ying's lips twitched slightly.
The Empress Dowager is also too exaggerated.
However, at this moment, she knew that she had no right to refuse, and she also had to cooperate fully, without arousing suspicion.
That day after returning from the imperial palace, Qing Zhu almost stuck to her like a shadow, no matter what reason she used, she couldn't shake her off.
She knew it must have been Empress Dowager's special order.
That day, the Empress Dowager must have noticed her abnormality, so she was afraid that she would make a scene, and therefore was being extra cautious.
Moreover, she also found out that someone was staring at her from the dark.
I don't know whose person it is. But definitely also for monitoring her.
So, after fifteen days, she couldn't do anything. She had originally thought about escaping ahead of time to avoid embarrassing Xuan Yuan Ye on that day, but there was no opportunity at all.
The wedding can only be on this day.
Today, there will definitely be many onlookers on the street, it will definitely be chaotic and noisy, all of which are advantages she can take advantage of.
The location has also been chosen by her.
Success or failure hangs in the balance of this one move.
Sitting in front of the dresser, she let them fuss over her face and body until everything was finally ready by noon.
Meng Fu Ying gazed at her reflection in the mirror, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. The phoenix coronet and jade ornaments on her head shone brightly, dazzling to behold, yet at this moment, she felt only heaviness, not a shred of dignity.
A bright red wedding dress, perfectly set off her figure, the golden thread embroidered phoenix spread its wings as if to fly, vividly showing its grandeur.
Xuanyuan's embroidery is indeed unparalleled. It's just... what a pity...
"The time has come, please have the bride get into the sedan chair." The sudden voice from outside made Meng Fu Ying slightly startled. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, her hand lightly stretched out and put a small knife that was placed on the edge of the mirror into her sleeve.
"Master, let's go, the wedding sedan has arrived." Qing Zhu came over to help him up, saying softly, his voice also filled with excitement and joy.
"En." Meng Fu Ying softly responded, allowing Qing Zhu to support her as she walked out.
Bang, whoosh...
It was only when passing by Meng Ruxue's courtyard that a few loud noises came from inside, and then the gnashing teeth and low growling sounds also came, "Get out, get out of here, get out."
Those little girls who were originally standing outside the door couldn't help but tremble, and no one dared to ask out loud.
"Since last night, Second Miss has been throwing things in her room and won't let anyone in. I'm afraid everything inside is already broken." Dong'er said softly as she followed Meng Fu Ying.
Meng Fu Ying's eyes sank slightly, and she snorted. Meng Ru Xue was indeed a master of schemes, but unfortunately, heaven did not follow human wishes.
As for Meng Ruxue, she didn't sympathize with her at all.
Arriving at the hall, the madam was already seated in the main seat. No matter what, she was the wife of the Hou Wang Fu, so today she would definitely be sending Meng Cuiying off to get married.
But at this moment, she was pale and haggard. The gorgeous clothes and the bright makeup could no longer bring out her usual radiance.
When she saw Meng Fu Ying, she glared at him fiercely, but didn't dare say anything.
In the past, the Empress Dowager protected her, and from today on, she is even more the Queen of Yuchi. Even if the madam had a big temper, she wouldn't dare to provoke Meng Fuying, let alone that she has also seen Meng Fuying's ferocity.
So, she could only endure it, no matter how unwilling or resentful she was in her heart. She waited until Meng Fu Ying symbolically paid his respects to her, and then she had to get up, forcing a few smiles, and see him off at the door. Sending him off with the wedding sedan chair.
The Xuan Yuan royal family's men would not personally go to welcome the bride, so Xuan Yuan Ye did not come. However, the welcoming team that came was not small in number.
Meng Fu-Ying looked through the small window on the side of the sedan chair and found that Su Feng was also in the welcoming party.
Meng Fu Ying's hand tightened slightly, and Su Feng never left Xuan Yuan Ye's side.
But at this moment, Xuan Yuan Ye actually sent Su Feng?
He...
"Start carrying the sedan chair." With a loud shout, the eight carriers lifted up the large sedan chair and moved forward.
There were onlookers everywhere on the street, but no one dared to block the way. Wherever the bridal sedan went, it passed through unimpeded.
Qing Zhu followed closely on the left side of the sedan chair, occasionally asking about Meng Fu Ying's situation. Every time he heard Meng Fu Ying's response, he would secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Su Feng's eyes also turned this way from time to time, observing everything at all times.
Meng Fu Ying's eyebrows slightly furrowed, these people are being too cautious, right? Her heart also slightly skipped a beat.
After walking for about half a time, Qing Zhu looked at the Yiwang Fu in front of him, his eyes slowly fading away from tension, with a few more joyful expressions, and again approached the sedan chair, asking in a low voice, "Master, the one in front is the Yiwang Fu."
It is a report, but also a probe.
"En." Meng Fu Ying casually responded with a sound, also letting Qing Zhu finally breathe a sigh of relief.
After crossing the bridge ahead, it's the Hou Yi Wang Fu.
At this moment, some onlookers stood at the bridgehead and, seeing the bridal sedan approaching, made way to both sides.
The eight carriers of the sedan chair proceeded in a bow-shaped line across the bridge, which was somewhat crowded, and with all those onlookers, the bridal procession slowed down slightly.
The green bamboo still closely followed on one side, and when it reached the highest point of the bridge, it slightly looked down, although it was still early summer, but the water in the river had risen a lot, and the current was also somewhat urgent.
The sedan continued forward, as it was about to cross the arched bridge, so it slowed down a bit due to the slight incline.
Just as the flower sedan was about to go down the bridge, it seemed to sink slightly, but immediately returned to its original state. That strange movement was too fast.
Even the green bamboo following beside didn't notice.
After crossing the bridge, it is the residence of Hou Yi Wang.
Xuanyuan Ye was already standing outside the Wang Fu, also wearing a big red new dress, but without any exaggeration or vulgarity, instead making him even more charming.
Qing Zhu didn't have time at this moment and couldn't go ask Meng Fu Ying anything else, in a situation like this, how could he let her whisper to him privately.
The flower sedan finally stopped in front of the main gate of Houyi Wangfu.
Xuanyuan Ye's eyes seemed to flicker slightly, then he slowly walked over, his footsteps a bit slow, seemingly casual and careless, but no one noticed that the hand hidden in his sleeve clenched tightly.
He arrived in front of the flower sedan chair. He stopped his footsteps, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently lifted the curtain...
