"Who are you? Why are you arresting me?"

Yun Jian was shocked and panicked. This woman looked evil and bad, and she really didn't seem like a good person.

Xiao Li smiled gently and said, "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. I just want to ask you something about Feng Yin."

Yun Jian immediately became alert: "I know everything. I just came to see my aunt."

Xiao Li was amused by his defensive look: "Are you afraid of me?"

Yun Jian remained silent. Wasn't it obvious? Who had been kidnapped? The person who had been kidnapped was obviously a bad guy. There was also a tall and strong man standing next to him, and there was a group of people at the door. How could he not be afraid?

Xiao Li curled her lips into a smile, slowly sat up straight, and slowly placed her hands on the armrests: "I forgot to introduce myself, I am the Queen of Longsheng."

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Today is the day when Prince Pei marries his daughter, and the whole of Yizhou is bustling with activity.

Those scholars who rely on the Prince's Mansion to show off their power have to express their gratitude, but the biggest characteristic of scholars is that they are poor!

It’s not that they don’t have money, but the little money they have is all spent on buying books, pens, ink, paper and inkstone. The few copper coins left in their pockets are not enough to live on, and they can’t even put together a decent gift.

So a bunch of poor guys got together and finally decided to write couplets.

Wedding couplets written on red paper were hung all over the street, more red than the red silk.

Xiao Li looked down from the inn and saw the red street. He didn't know whether to be amazed or speechless.

When it comes to reading, the upper limit is very high and the lower limit is very low.

Therefore, not every couplet is so stunning, and not every couplet can be written with such graceful strokes that it can be compared to a stunning beauty.

Looking at those flamboyant handwritings, Xiao Li was full of admiration. Was he sure it was a blessing and not some scribble?

This is even more abstract than the Taoist's painting.

And when you look closely at the content, it is even more amazing.

"One horse, one sedan chair, one wedding hall; two people, two surnames, two happy people"

"Today, the Pei family is marrying off their daughter. Everything is going smoothly."

'The Feng family's son has grown up, and the Pei family's beautiful lady has come to pick him.'

......

They are all talented.

The wedding procession appeared on the street, and the focus of everyone's attention was naturally on today's groom. They wanted to see what kind of "ruthless person" dared to marry the beautiful girl of the Pei family.

A tall horse slowly came over. The groom in a bright red suit stood tall with a red flower on his chest, but he wore a golden mask on his face.

Everyone was disappointed that they couldn't get a glimpse of the groom's true appearance, but soon news came that the groom was extremely handsome, and Pei Chanjuan didn't want others to see him, so she asked him to wear a mask.

Everyone became even more curious after hearing this. How beautiful must it be to not even let people take a look at it?

However, the more they stared at the groom, the more they felt that he might really be good-looking. With his temperament, waistline, and skin color, as long as he was not disfigured, he would definitely not be ugly.

"The man who can make Miss Pei settle down and marry must be a rare handsome man."

"That's right. If it wasn't beautiful, would the Feng family dare to give it to the prince?"

"You said a good man could do anything else, but he has to use his beauty to please others."

"I really want to take a look at what this stunning beauty is. I can't wear a mask my whole life, can I?"

......

There was a lot of discussion around, but Feng Yinquan pretended not to hear it, staring straight ahead with a numb expression.

Suddenly, he felt a familiar and strong gaze falling on him. He couldn't help but look up, but saw nothing, only unfamiliar faces, and the gaze disappeared.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself. He must have been disturbed by Yun Jian, and he actually had such an illusion.

Even the dead lake of my heart couldn't help but beat a little.

In the teahouse, Yun Jian looked at Xiao Li in confusion: "Your Majesty, why didn't you let him know you were here?"

Yun Jian knelt down, he knelt down before the empress.

But he was still skeptical. The empress was not in Beicang, so how could she suddenly appear here?

The empress rules the world, the silver-armored guards are majestic and powerful, and they can call the wind and rain wherever they go. Why are they confined to this small inn?

It’s fine if you’re hiding, but why don’t you go and save people? You even don’t dare to see Feng Yin?

Are you afraid that Feng Yin will find out?

Or is this empress actually fake?

Yun Jian is a bit cunning, but in front of Xiao Li, his thoughts are written on his face.

"What's the rush?"

Yun Jian was so anxious that he was almost talking nonsense: "Isn't this urgent? The wedding ceremony is about to begin, and Your Majesty doesn't care about my cousin at all?"

Xiao Li slowly wiped the knife in his hand and asked, "Have you heard of the Phoenix Nirvana?"

Yun Jian didn't want to talk to her anymore. She was so hesitant and refused to save her cousin. What a liar!

Xiao Li didn't argue with him: "When the phoenix is reborn, it needs to burn itself, burn itself to ashes, and then be reborn from the fire."

"The Phoenix must be in great pain at this moment, but this process cannot be interrupted."

After that, he sheathed his sword and stood up: "Let's go."

Yun Jian subconsciously asked, "Where are we going?"

Xiao Li chuckled: "Let's go and welcome the newborn little phoenix."

Yun Jian: “???”

Although it was the Pei family marrying off their daughter, the wedding process was that the groom rode a horse and took the bride for a ride, and finally returned to the Pei family's territory. Sitting in the hall were Princess Huairou and Prince Pei and his wife.

The Feng family's reputation was completely trampled upon.

"The auspicious time has arrived, the bride and groom are about to pay homage to Heaven and Earth!"

The master of ceremonies shouted, "The newlyweds are entering the hall."

Everyone was seated, and just as the emcee was about to continue, Feng Yin suddenly said, "Wait."

The clear and melodious voice sounded like pearls falling into a jade plate, pleasant to the ears, but Pei Chanjuan felt her heart tighten.

"what you up to?"

Feng Yin ignored her, but bowed to Princess Huairou and Prince Pei, and then saluted the guests coming and going.

"I still have something unfinished. I will wait until I have finished this matter. It is not too late to worship here again."

Prince Pei's face darkened. "The auspicious time has arrived. Let's get married first and discuss anything else."

Pei Chanjuan, wearing a veil, suppressed her anger and coaxed, "After the wedding, I will do whatever you want. If you make a fuss now, Dad will get angry and I won't be able to help you."

Feng Yin ignored the threats from the father and daughter, and turned to look at his biological mother, Madam Feng, who was sitting beside him, looking weak and haggard.

Mrs. Feng looked at him with eyes full of heartache, anxious but hateful. She hated herself for being powerless and now becoming a burden to the child.

Meeting his mother's gaze, Feng Yin smiled. The next moment, he suddenly lifted his clothes and knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times respectfully to Madam Feng.

Mrs. Feng hurriedly tried to go over and help him, but was held tightly by the person behind her.

Someone tried to smooth things over: "Young Master Feng is filial. He should first thank his biological mother for raising him."

"Hmm?" Then something seemed strange.

It's like a woman kneeling down to worship her parents before getting married, but Young Master Feng is now marrying into the family, which is no different from getting married, so it doesn't seem strange.

Seeing that Feng Yin just wanted to kneel down and pay homage to his biological mother, everyone in the Prince's Mansion breathed a sigh of relief.

The master of ceremonies immediately urged: "Okay, we've finished worshipping, now it's time to worship heaven and earth."

Feng Yin stood up: "No hurry."