Outside, Ling Qianyi held Yunying's hand and strode out.

His steps were too big, and Yun Ying could only stumble and fall as he followed. She almost fell several times and could hardly keep up with him. She jogged all the way:

"Where are you taking me?"

She struggled, "Let me go!"

Ling Qianyi grabbed her, his palm was very tight, cold and tight, like a tightly wrapped steel bar, no matter how Yun Ying struggled, she couldn't get free.

"Young Marquis, I have made my words very clear, please let me go!"

"open!"

She struggled and flapped, but to no avail.

The young man held her tightly, and walked out with big strides with a gloomy face.

After leaving Prince Chen's mansion, he carried her on horseback:

"drive!"

The horse ran out like an arrow.

The violent shaking on the horse's back tore the wound on the boy's back. His face was as pale as paper, but he pursed his thin lips tightly, as if he didn't feel any pain at all. He twisted Yun Ying's struggling hands and ran towards an unknown direction.

The center of the city.

He went into a clothing store.

When the clerk saw him, he immediately dropped his work and came over with a smile on his face:

"Young Marquis, you are here. The wedding dress you ordered is ready. Should it be sent to the Dingguo Marquis's Mansion? Or to the Chenwang Mansion?"

“Bring it here!”

The word "cold" stopped the guy from talking nonsense.

He grabbed two sets of luxurious and exquisite wedding dresses, mounted his horse again, and rushed out of the city with Yunying.

Along the way, Yunying struggled and shouted, but it was of no use.

Outside the city.

The horse ran straight to a cliff and then stopped.

On the edge of the cliff, there grows a towering tree, with half of its roots exposed on the cliff and the other half buried in the soil, swaying in the wind. It seems as if it is about to collapse, yet it stands firmly.

Ling Qianyi jumped off the horse, grabbed Yun Ying's hand, and strode towards the cliff.

Yunying didn't know what he was going to do, and struggled:

"Just open me!"

"What are you going to do!"

"Your wound is torn and you are bleeding a lot. If you continue like this, you will die!"

The bright red blood stained his entire back.

As red as his blood was, as pale was his face.

He pursed his thin lips and didn't say a word from beginning to end. He forcibly led her to the big tree on the edge of the cliff, grabbed the wedding dress he had taken, and put it on her.

Then he picked up the wedding dress and put it on himself.

Against the backdrop of the fiery red wedding dress, the boy is handsome and fair, while the girl is delicate and pretty, looking like a match made in heaven.

She wanted to take it off.

As soon as I raised my hand, he grabbed me and forced me to my knees.

The two knelt in front of the big tree, and he held her head and bowed to the heaven and earth.

After the first bow, Yun Ying understood what he meant.

During the second bow, her tears fell like beads from a broken string. The thing she had longed for finally came true. Even if it was fake, she had no regrets in her life.

The third time she bowed, she hoped that this moment would last forever. She wanted to commit suicide and die in the arms of the young marquis.

But she can't die!

The murderer who killed Zhang Fei has not been identified yet, and she wants to prove her innocence. If she dies in such a confused way, she will not be able to face her parents in the netherworld.

The three prostrations are over.

Ling Qianyi stood up, knelt in front of her, and said the first sentence:

"Yun Ying, we have already bowed to heaven and earth. From today on, you are my woman. Your name will be written into the Ling family's genealogy. You will be a member of the Ling family in life and a ghost of the Ling family in death."

"For me, Ling Qianyi, there is no divorce, only widowhood."