Chapter 121: Hensheng is gone

Su Zhenzhen's hairstyle is the standard bridal hairstyle of the 906 century, decorated with some simple hair accessories, which immediately makes her look gentle and elegant.

Wearing this bright red wedding dress, she exudes a sense of peace and prosperity.

The wedding dress was embroidered with a lifelike golden phoenix, which was indeed part of the "Dragon and Phoenix Bringing Auspiciousness" series.

Seeing that Jiang Sijin remained silent, Su Zhenzhen wondered if something was wrong with her.

"You should at least give me an answer."

Jiang Sijin closed her mouth, then slightly parted her thin lips again, "She has the demeanor of a crown princess."

Su Zhenzhen was unusually proud, "I'm just a little casual usually, but I can still look quite good when I dress up."

"You're being too casual." Jiang Sijin was too lazy to argue anymore, so she simply picked up the veil and put it on Su Zhenzhen. "Alright, the bride should get into the bridal sedan chair now."

The veil should be from the same series as the wedding dress; Su Zhenzhen could vaguely see a phoenix spreading its wings pattern.

Jiang Sijin helped Su Zhenzhen out of the coffin shop.

Just as she was about to step out the door, Su Zhenzhen suddenly had a random thought: it was actually quite fitting for a ghost messenger like herself to be married off from a coffin shop.

Through the blank space under the veil, Su Zhenzhen saw the bottom of the bridal sedan chair. She hadn't expected Jiang Sijin to have prepared this as well; she had thought she would have to walk all the way there herself.

Sitting in the bridal sedan chair, Su Zhenzhen finally felt like she was getting married; it was such a dreamlike experience.

But for some reason, I still have a slightly strange feeling.

At this point, comments in the live chat reminded them.

[Have you noticed, family members, that there's no music at all? It doesn't feel like a wedding celebration.]

It's so quiet around here, there's not a soul in the world, it's like...

[Hey upstairs, please stop!]

Su Zhenzhen then realized that there was no fanfare or drumming.

"Your Highness, where are the musicians?"

Jiang Sijin's voice rang out from outside the sedan chair, "It's good enough that there's a bridal sedan chair. Where am I supposed to find musical instruments for you? Even if I did find some, these people wouldn't know how to play them."

Su Zhenzhen simply stretched out her hand and wrote a few words in the air.

A new comment immediately appeared in the live stream.

Su Zhenzhen: [Family members, is anyone willing to go on mic? Could you play some upbeat music for me?]

The comments section was very lively. Su Zhenzhen randomly selected a lucky person, and after connecting, she immediately turned on the external speaker in her mind.

Before long, a very festive piece of music came from the bridal sedan chair.

"Good luck, my good luck is here..."

Not only was Jiang Sijin stunned, but the four Huo family soldiers carrying the sedan chair were also completely petrified.

"Don't tell me that such a rough voice came from you." Jiang Sijin said through gritted teeth.

Su Zhenzhen was so engrossed in the cheerful music that she didn't hear Jiang Sijin's words clearly, and even if she had, she wouldn't have bothered to respond.

Jiang Sijin was ignored and couldn't help but feel secretly angry. She thought that it wouldn't be too late to deal with Su Zhenzhen after she gave birth to the benevolent emperor.

The bridal sedan chair swayed back and forth, echoing the festive mood, creating a real sense of a wedding atmosphere.

The bridal sedan chair stopped, and Su Zhenzhen guessed that they had arrived at their destination, so she turned off the speakerphone and the connection.

Jiang Sijin forced a smile as she helped Su Zhenzhen out of the bridal sedan chair.

"The bride has arrived!"

Amidst the cheers of Huo's army and the people of Shanxian, Hensheng slowly walked up to Su Zhenzhen.

"My wife, I'm here."

Su Zhenzhen was startled. Wasn't this change of address a bit too fast? Why did it feel a little cheesy?

It wasn't until she saw the hand reaching under the veil that Su Zhenzhen realized something was wrong.

Grabbing Hensheng's hand tightly, Su Zhenzhen ripped off her veil. "Who are you?"

Everyone was so shocked by this turn of events that they were speechless.

Jiang Sijin, who was closest, spoke first, "What's wrong with you?"

Su Zhenzhen raised Hensheng's hand. "Hensheng had a wound on his hand when he hunted geese for me. Even if the wound has healed, it should still leave a mark. But look at this hand, it's clean and white, without any blemishes."

Upon hearing this, everyone moved closer to take a look and saw that it was indeed as Su Zhenzhen had said.

For some reason, Jiang Sijin felt a surge of panic, but she still asked, unwilling to give up, "Could it be that you're mistaken? Is it the other hand?"

Standing to the side, Qingshan quickly grabbed Hensheng's other hand, which was still very fair and clean.

At this moment, Su Zhenzhen's face had turned cold. "Tell me, who exactly are you? And where is Hensheng?"

Hensheng revealed a playful smile, "I didn't expect you to find out so soon, but it's too late."

Su Zhenzhen directly grabbed at the other person's face, tearing off a mask to reveal an ordinary face.

Jiang Sijin was struck dumb; this man was clearly Song Anbang's coachman!

Instantly, the black hairs grew wildly and wrapped tightly around the driver's neck.

"Where is your master? When did you replace him?"

The driver deftly withdrew his hands, and before anyone could see how he did it, sparks landed on Jiang Sijin's hair.

"Ouch!" Jiang Sijin winced in pain and pulled her hair back.

Su Zhenzhen quickly bought a bottle of mineral water and splashed it on her head, immediately stopping the fire.

Qingshan and the others reacted quickly and immediately surrounded the coachman.

This man was actually a novice martial artist with some rudimentary skills, but he was no match for a soldier who had actually been on the battlefield. He was subdued by Qingshan in no time.

Jiang Sijin, her face covered in water, looked so disgusting she wanted to devour the coachman.

Where did you hide them?

The coachman was quite pleased with himself. "I have to thank Her Highness the Princess. If it weren't for Her Highness's efforts in facilitating this marriage, my lord wouldn't have been able to take her away so easily."

The entire Huo family army glared angrily at Jiang Sijin, wishing that something might happen to her. How could they face the spirit of their general? What would become of the Huo family army?

Su Zhenzhen is also very anxious, but the more anxious she is, the less she can afford to panic.

First, we need to know Hensheng's whereabouts. Song Anbang simply wants to use the emperor to command the feudal lords, so Hensheng's life is not in immediate danger.

The main thing is to find out where Hensheng was taken, so that we can find a way to rescue him.

"Qingshan, do you have anyone in your Huo family army who is good at interrogation? Interrogate him properly."

Qingshan looked displeased and led his men down to interrogate the suspect.

After all, some methods are too bloody, lest they frighten ordinary people.

Jiang Sijin was like a lost soul. She hated that Song Anbang had taken her away because of her. If anything happened to her, she would have no face to face the ancestors of the Jiang family.

"What are you standing there for?" Su Zhenzhen patted Jiang Sijin. "Now is not the time to be discouraged. Can't you teleport? Hurry up and go to the places you've been to and find the person first before we talk about anything else."

Jiang Sijin snapped out of her daze and immediately disappeared.

Su Zhenzhen quickly ordered people to evacuate and reassure the ordinary people present.

The reason Jiang Sijin was sent to find someone was simply to get her out of the way.