Wedding Night
At the same time, red candles were burning brightly in the bridal chamber. Ruan Yunsheng sat upright on the bed, and the golden tassels of her phoenix veil swayed slightly in the candlelight.
There were very light footsteps coming from outside the corridor.
It was not Wen Ciyuan's steady rhythm, nor the maid's delicate footsteps, but rather the eerie silence of a night cat walking on snow.
Xuan Hong slid into the inner room along the carved door like a shadow, hiding his figure behind the screen and the antique shelf. In the flickering candlelight, the bride was seen sitting alone on the bed, with her red veil hanging down, silent and as if she was completely defenseless.
"God help me!"
He secretly took a deep breath, madness welling up in his eyes. If the poisonous insects hadn't completely lost their effectiveness, why would he risk his life? But as long as he could control Ruan Yunsheng, Wen Ciyuan would definitely surrender. And then...
He activated the Ten Thousand Gu Kings in his body. Although the pitch-black poisonous insect twisted anxiously under the power of the bell formation, it still transformed into a black lightning and shot towards the bed as ordered!
The King of Ten Thousand Gu flew to three feet away from the hem of "Ruan Yunsheng"'s skirt and suddenly stopped.
Its tentacles trembled wildly, and its compound eyes reflected the vague face under the veil.
Something seems wrong?
Is this a human?
It thought frantically with its little head, but couldn't figure it out.
Xuan Hong was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat and desperately urged with his mind: "Idiot! Bite her!"
At the moment when the King of Ten Thousand Gu hesitated—
A bare hand suddenly emerged from under the veil, and its five fingers, like golden pliers, pinched the poisonous insect by seven inches!
"I got you!"
An Yue lifted the gold-embroidered veil, her dark eyes like blades piercing the shadows of the screen: "Are you not coming out yet?"
Xuan Hong walked out from behind the screen with a gloomy face, three poison-tempered silver needles already clasped in his fingertips. "Who are you?"
An Yue didn't answer at all. She appeared before him like a ghost, her five fingers going straight for his throat! Xuan Hong leaned back in horror, and shot out a silver needle, but An Yue didn't dodge or evade, letting the poison needle sink into his heart!
"How is this possible!" Xuan Hong's pupils suddenly shrank. "The bone-eating poison has no effect at all?"
An Yue sneered, the scar on her heart healing like the surface of water. She turned around and kicked over the incense table, and the bronze candlestick smashed directly into the opponent's face!
Xuan Hong rolled over in a panic to dodge, scattering the poison powder in his sleeves wildly, but he saw An Yue walking through the poisonous fog like stepping on the breeze, and all the poisonous insects were stiffened and killed wherever her skirt brushed past.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
Xuan Hong bumped into the antique display cabinet, and the jade artifacts shattered like rain. He despairingly discovered that all his methods were ineffective. The poison powder turned to ashes as soon as it touched her clothes, the poisonous insects exploded as soon as they got close to her body, and even the secret soul-devouring curse of southern Xinjiang fell on deaf ears!
He naturally could not imagine that the "living person" in front of him was actually a ghost. How could a body of a Yin creature be afraid of the poisonous insects of the Yang world?
Xuan Hong gradually became unable to continue. An Yue suddenly disappeared like a wisp of smoke, and when she reappeared, she was already behind him. She formed seals with her fingertips so quickly that only shadows remained. A dark ghost energy drilled into his brow like a poisonous snake!
“Ugh—!”
He knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, the light in his eyes faded, leaving only emptiness. Ghostly energy churned in his sea of consciousness, weaving an endless nightmare.
Xuan Hong walked out stiffly, his face pale: "Who are you?"
The door of the bridal chamber creaked open.
The real bride stepped into the moonlight, the phoenix pattern on her wedding gown flowing in the candlelight: "Is it resolved?"
"Of course." An Yue handed the captured Wan Gu King to Ruan Yunsheng.
Shen Yunzhou suddenly jumped out from behind Ruan Yunsheng, staring at the dark, fat insect with shining eyes: "Is this the King of Ten Thousand Gu? Let me take a look."
"Is it going to be ruined?" An Yue looked at Ruan Yunsheng.
"etc!"
Shen Yunzhou quickly stopped him, took out a celadon bottle and covered the insect with it like lightning, "Let me borrow it for three days to study it!"
Ruan Yunsheng thought of the insects that had died tragically at his hands before, and silently lit a candle for the insect.
"How should we deal with him?" An Yue kicked the dazed Xuan Hong.
Ruan Yunsheng's lips curled up coldly: "The Southern Kingdom's prince trespassed into the Prime Minister's bridal chamber. Shouldn't he be sent back in style?"
At this time, the bronze bell that was smashed by Liang Ran lost its suppressing effect, and the poisonous insect that had been suppressed for a long time regained its freedom.
The bowl of dragon and phoenix soup in the center of the banquet made a strange "puffing" sound, and the soup surface began to churn violently. Countless black spots suddenly floated up in the creamy soup, and blood insects as thin as cow hair twisted wildly, instantly crawling all over the gold-rimmed porcelain bowl!
"Ah! Bugs! There are bugs in the vegetables!"
The wife of the Minister of War was the first to scream, and the jade chopsticks fell from her trembling fingers and shattered on the blue bricks.
She stepped back in fear, knocking over the red lacquer food tray carried by the maid behind her.
“Crash!”
The lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken cracked open, and a centipede-like striped worm emerged from its belly. The hibiscus bird's nest bowl overturned, and spider-web-like poisonous insect eggs rolled in the sticky soup. Even a layer of wriggling white eggs floated in the jar of the imperial Jiuyunchun wine, swaying in the wine like live maggots!
"vomit--!"
Several elderly ministers could not bear the stimulation and vomited violently on the spot, with the sour and smelly substance splashing onto their gold-embroidered python robes.
The women were shoving each other in panic, their pearly hairpins falling to the ground in the chaos. One princess accidentally stepped on a poisonous insect, which exploded under her boots with a "pop" sound. She collapsed to the ground and screamed, "It's crawling under my skirt! Help me get it off!"
When the imperial guards rushed in with their spears in hand, they saw the Minister of Rites frantically tearing off his official uniform. Dozens of bloodline Gu emerged from his clothes and were crawling up his fat neck!
He wailed miserably and rolled on the ground, knocking over the burning charcoal brazier of the auspicious beast.
"Protect the emperor! Protect the emperor!" The eunuch's sharp voice changed tone.
The emperor suddenly stood up, smashing the Nine Dragon Cup to the ground, and the nectar splashed on the hem of his dragon robe: "Wen Ciyuan! What's going on?"
Wen Ciyuan knelt on the ground in panic, but his fingers in his sleeves were as steady as a rock: "This is definitely not what I would do, and looking at the appearance of the insect..."
He picked up a still-twisting blood insect and said, "It's clearly a Gu insect unique to Southern Xinjiang, definitely not found in the Central Plains!"
"Insect!"
A wave of panic suddenly erupted at the banquet! Noblewomen screamed and overturned tables, officials fled in panic, treading over the mess on the floor, and one old marquis even jumped into the lotus pond in panic, splashing water everywhere.
"Be quiet, everyone!"
The emperor suddenly stood up and roared, but he started coughing violently due to his excitement, and his shoulders and back under his dragon robe kept shaking.
The Queen hurriedly patted him on the back, her phoenix eyes sweeping across the entire audience: "Where is the Southern Kingdom's envoy?"
The three Southern Kingdom envoys tumbled and knelt before the emperor, their foreheads bruised and blue. "Your Majesty, please understand! We were searched by the imperial guards before the banquet. How could we be carrying such an evil object? Someone must have framed us!"
The Queen's cold eyes swept over their trembling robes, and suddenly frowned: "Why is Prince Xuan Hong not here?"
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
In the chaos just now, no one noticed that the Prince of the Southern Kingdom had disappeared without a trace!
At this time, the door of the palace suddenly opened, and Mo Yu's black armor was stained with blood. In his hands, he held Xuan Hong, who was tied up, and threw him in front of the emperor like a broken bag.
He knelt on one knee and said in a voice as loud as stone: "Your Majesty! This man sneaked into the bridal chamber, falsely claiming to be offering a gift, but in fact he intended to murder the lady with the Gu box!"
The lacquer box smashed to the ground and broke. Dense swarms of poisonous insects poured out, twisting into a black tide on the Persian carpet. All the officials retreated in horror, and the old minister of the Southern Kingdom collapsed to the ground.
The emperor sneered: "Someone wake him up."
The imperial physician was about to use the silver needle when he suddenly started talking nonsense, causing everyone's faces to change drastically.
"Hahahaha, this dynasty is finally in my Southern Kingdom's hands! You will all be puppets in my hands."
"They're all mine!"
The silver needle pierced his philtrum, and he suddenly woke up. His crazy laughter stopped abruptly and his pupils shrank suddenly.
In front of him was the cold emperor beneath the Nine Dragon Screen, surrounded by ministers who wished to eat his flesh alive, and he himself was tied up with hemp ropes like a lamb to be slaughtered!
"presumptuous!"
The emperor threw down the ice-cracked teacup, and the fragments splashed on Xuan Hong's cheek. "Colluding with Prince Yong, secretly planting poisonous insects, and plotting to assassinate the court, the Southern Kingdom has great ambitions!"
Xuan Hong's face turned pale: "Your Majesty, please understand! I have never..."
What is going on?
The Southern envoy closed his eyes in despair, unable to argue.
"Take him to the prison."
The emperor turned around with a flick of his sleeves, his voice as sharp as an icy blade: "Pass on my decree. The Southern Kingdom has provoked a war without authorization. All envoys are expelled immediately, and an army will be dispatched in one month!"
The final word!
Xuan Hong's face was as pale as paper, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Prince Yong in the crowd.
"His Majesty!"
Prince Yong immediately understood what Xuan Hong was about to do and immediately took the initiative to push the wheelchair, his face full of sorrow. "The Southern Kingdom has gone too far! Although my leg disease makes it difficult for me to walk, I am willing to rush to the battlefield and offer advice to show my loyalty!"
The emperor soothed him gently, "I appreciate your loyalty, but life on the battlefield is hard. You should recuperate in the capital. Others will handle the battlefield.
"Come here! Take the traitor from the Southern Kingdom to the Sky Prison!"
The guard dragged Xuan Hong and secretly pressed his mute point when no one was paying attention. He stared at Prince Yong, his throat gurgling but no sound coming out.
Wen Ciyuan lowered his eyes to hide his sneer. He had never expected to overthrow Prince Yong this time. Now that the poisonous snake has come out of its hole... there will be a day when it will be beheaded.
"My dear, you have been wronged."
The emperor personally helped Wen Ciyuan up and sighed, "This wedding has been disrupted... Oh, I will choose another day to hold a grand banquet for you. It will definitely be ten times more grand than today!"
Wen Ciyuan bowed and declined: "It is a great honor to have your Majesty's favor. Moreover..."
He raised his eyes and looked towards the inner hall, his voice soft, "Marriage is a complicated matter, and I don't want her to be troubled again."
The emperor patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Since that's the case, I will reward you with ten hu of South China Sea pearls, a hundred pieces of cloud brocade, and a pair of mandarin duck blood jade tribute from the Western Regions, as my congratulatory gift!"
After the guests had left, Mo Yu quietly cleared away the remaining tableware. When Wen Ciyuan pushed the door open and walked in, Ruan Yunsheng had just lifted a corner of her veil to peek at him.
The phoenix crown and pearl curtains rustled, and a cunning glint flashed in her eyes: "Is everything resolved?"
"Um."
"What about Prince Yong?"
He lowered the golden hook with his backhand, and his crimson wedding robe brushed against the candles, bringing with it a gust of warm wind. "Prince Yong is cunning and treacherous. How could he be so easily exposed?"
Ruan Yunsheng curled his lips: "What a thousand-year-old loach..."
Before she could finish her words, Wen Ciyuan suddenly pressed his finger against her lips.
"Madam," his eyes were as dark as black jade, and the wedding wine cup twirled between his fingers, "Spring nights are short, let's not talk about other people, okay?"
The gilded cups touched each other, and the wine sparkled like blood. When the two of them drank it all, he suddenly leaned over and took her lower lip in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue rolled the spicy wine into her mouth.
Ruan Yunsheng snorted softly, biting the corner of his lips with the tip of his teeth in revenge, and blood mixed with the aroma of wine spread out.
"Does it hurt?" she asked with a breathless smile.
Wen Ciyuan sealed the relationship with a kiss and gently pressed the person into the mandarin duck brocade quilt. The crimson wedding dress was scattered like clouds. The red candles outside the tent flickered, casting the entangled figures on the screen, turning them into hazy silhouettes like ink painting.
His fingertips brushed across her neck, and the pearls and jade rustled like broken jade. As their breaths intertwined, the golden thread of her wedding dress caressed the patterns on her wedding gown, and the rustling sound was wrapped in suppressed breathing.
Ruan Yunsheng raised her head and bit his hanging black hair, and the whimper that escaped from her throat was swallowed into the deep kiss.
The candlelight crackled and the light and shadow in the tent trembled. Half of the brocade quilt slipped off, revealing her fair shoulders with red plum blossoms blooming on them.
Suddenly, a nightingale started singing outside the window. The sound waves carried the moonlight and filled the window gap, but it could not cover up the subtle sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the tent. The golden bells on her ankles trembled slightly with her movements, and each sound of the bells shattered in the deeper night.
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