Chapter 685: The Deposed Princess Strikes Back at the Female General 132
Xue Qing instantly became scared and immediately changed direction, starting a fight with the friend he had just called his brother.
"I'm sorry! Actually, I have always been your Highness's man. I just came here to gather some information in advance. Your Highness, my loyalty to you is evident to all heaven and earth!"
"Bah! Shameless!" Xue Qing immediately attracted most of the firepower and was besieged by the people from Jianxiao Villa!
There was a fight in the yard, and the situation was reversed. Yuwen Yi finally got a chance to bypass Lan Xingluo, broke through layers of blockades, and landed in Ji Yunhuan's yard.
The whole journey was like going through many difficulties and defeating many enemies. Even attacking a city was not as tiring as this.
The room was quiet. Yuwen Yi did not dare to relax. He pushed open the door with extreme vigilance, ready to face a new round of melee.
Ji Yunhuan was sitting in front of the dressing mirror. When she saw Yuwen Yi in a dishevel, she burst out laughing.
"I knew they were going to make a scene and lose their temper. People in the martial arts world don't care about trivial matters. I was worried that you couldn't get in, so I planned to rescue you later. You came quite quickly."
The old nanny, who looked very blessed, was dressing Ji Yunhuan. She was already very old and still had an imperial decree. When she saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, she just nodded slightly without stopping what she was doing.
"One comb to the end, two combs to the eyebrows, three combs to the wings and fly together. Xiao Huan, I can see that you are really happy this time, Xiao Huan must be happy!"
Ji Yunhuan held the old man's hand and nodded vigorously, "I certainly will, Xu'er, take the old man downstairs to rest and treat him well."
Asking the old man Wufu to do his makeup was just for good luck, and Ji Yunhuan couldn't let the old man stand here and be busy all the time.
Yueying skillfully tied up the young lady's hair, and her hands were moving her hair so quickly that an afterimage was almost left.
"Miss! I called you several times, but you just refused to get up. Today is such an important day, how can a bride sleep in?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here, but you haven't changed your clothes or combed your hair. What if you miss the auspicious time? Miss, are you still smiling? I am so worried..."
Yueying kept nagging but it didn't delay anything.
Ji Yunhuan had been married once. Last time, she got up very early and waited for most of the day. Her originally unhealthy body was almost exhausted. This time, she had experience. Why should she torture herself when she could feel more comfortable?
Yueying took out the powder and prepared to apply it on Ji Yunhuan's face.
Ji Yunhuan refused firmly, "Anyway, you can't see it with the veil on, why bother with so much paint? It's boring! Just paint it casually, it's best if you don't paint at all!"
Yueying couldn't persuade the young lady, so she just put on a light layer of powder, shaved off some stray hair, carefully drew her eyebrows, and put rouge on her lips.
Ji Yunhuan was extremely beautiful to begin with, and with a little bit of make-up, she became extremely stunningly beautiful, which stunned Yuwen Yi.
Ji Yunhuan waved her hand in front of Yuwen Yi and said with a smile, "Don't just stand there like an idiot. It's getting early. I've prepared wedding clothes for you. Hurry and change into one."
Yuwen Yi was dragged away by the servant like a wandering soul, and changed into his new wedding dress in a daze.
When he came out, Ji Yunhuan was also dressed up. Yuwen Yi finally came to his senses and rushed over to carry Ji Yunhuan away.
At this time, the wedding procession finally broke in. After Yuwen Yi left, Lan Xingluo and others lost interest in fighting and just stopped them and let them in.
The ceremonial officer was horrified and shouted, "Your Highness, wait a minute! It is not your turn to hold the Crown Princess yet. The princess' family should carry her out and put her in the bridal sedan. When we get to the Crown Prince's residence, you can hold her down from the sedan."
Yuwen Yi had already embraced the girl, she was so warm and soft in his arms, he was reluctant to let go, so he just held her like that.
He glanced around and said maliciously, "You are all heroes, each of you is very powerful. Who among you will carry Huan'er out?"
Wu Jie threw his sword to the disciple beside him and was ready. "Of course I will do it! Jianxiao Villa was left to Huan'er by Manor Master Hua. When Huan'er gets married, I will naturally send her off on behalf of Manor Master Hua."
Lan Xingluo snorted coldly, "What the hell? You and Huan'er are not related at all, how can you be the one to send her off? I am Huan'er's godmother, and no one here is as close to me as me!"
Wu Jie said disdainfully: "You just called yourself that. With your unruly behavior, you are not worthy of being Huan'er's godmother. Get out of the way! Let me do it!"
Someone said loudly, "Since ancient times, when a woman gets married, her father or brother will send her off. The Duke and I are as close as brothers. I sent Huan'er off last time, so of course I should be the one to send her off this time as well."
Wu Jie and Lan Xingluo faced the outside world in unison, shouting fiercely, "Get lost!"
Seeing that a group of people were about to fight, Yuwen Yi said calmly: "If you want to fight, go outside. This is not the outer courtyard. The place is big enough for you to do whatever you want. There are Huan'er's things everywhere. If you break anything, you will be out!"
A crackling sound was heard again in Ji Yunhuan's yard.
In the end, Lan Xingluo and Wu Jie took the lead, and the others had no chance at all. The two of them reluctantly reached an agreement and each of them would give a section.
Yuwen Yi reluctantly put Ji Yunhuan down, and Lan Xingluo seamlessly picked up Ji Yunhuan, tapped his toes lightly, and was about to fly out.
Ji Yunhuan smiled helplessly and said, "If you don't know, you would think you want to steal the bride. Aunt Lan, there are still many people behind you. Please walk slowly."
Lan Xingluo was down-to-earth for a rare time, and walked out step by step, "I really want to snatch you away, but it's a pity that you don't want to, and you insist on guarding the Duke's Mansion!"
"Over the years, I have often thought that I should have snatched your mother away from you. It would have been great for us to roam the world together. If she wanted a child, she could have run away after she got pregnant. I could have raised her. But she insisted on marrying your father! I was so angry that I ignored her for many years."
Ji Yunhuan was greatly shocked. "So it's possible to do this. People in the martial arts world really don't care about trivial matters."
Lan Xingluo lowered her voice and urged, "What's the point of getting married? Why don't you just follow Aunt Lan now? Aunt Lan will hand over the Tianji Pavilion to you. From now on, you can call the shots in the martial arts world. How powerful!"
"It's also my fault that I was too careless. I fell into the trap of my enemy and have been recovering from my injuries. Otherwise, I should have taken you away four years ago."
Yuwen Yi's face turned black, and he coughed dryly and said, "I'm still alive. You want to take Huan'er away in front of me? This is not good."
Wu Jie squeezed over and urged, "We have passed the Chuihua Gate, it's time to change people! Lan Xingluo, stop daydreaming, Tianji Pavilion is not as good as Jianxiao Villa? If Huan'er wants to leave, she should go back to Jianxiao Villa with me!"
Seeing that Yuwen Yi was about to explode, Ji Yun laughed, "Okay, stop provoking Yuwen Yi. You know I can't leave. I was born and raised in Beijing. This is my home. It has all my memories. I can't leave Beijing."
"Auntie Lan, don't be sad. When I have time in the future, I will bring Ayi to visit you at Tianji Pavilion."
Lan Xingluo put Ji Yunhuan down and pouted in disdain, "Who is sad? I'm very happy!"
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