Qingye was stunned. He had been completely oblivious to his own shortcomings. He had never inquired about who the Sixth Princess was marrying. This was an absolute blunder.
"Okay, I understand. But you're not allowed to leave my side for more than three steps, or I'll take back the spiritual power I gave you." Actually, the spiritual power couldn't be taken back; Qingye was just bluffing. But Liu Jin's smile immediately vanished, and she lowered her head, looking heartbroken.
Looking at her like this, Qingye felt a pang of tenderness in his heart, which shocked him greatly. He thought to himself that he must find out the truth as soon as possible and could not let things continue like this.
So he stopped waiting for Qingye and began searching for Hequ's figure in the crowd.
Among Liang Xiu, Zhou Ming, and He Qu, there must be one who knows the truth of what happened back then. If the other two are still alive, they should also be attending this wedding. Qing Ye led Liu Jin through the crowd, quietly trying to find out the information she wanted to know amidst the toasts and greetings, while keeping an eye on the groom, He Qu, in the center of the crowd.
He Qu was dressed in a deep blue wedding gown. He was tall and elegant, and at first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary person. However, upon closer inspection, his features were still somewhat strange. Moreover, there was a layer of fine scales on his white skin, and his eyes were vertical pupils. Although he was smiling, there was still a sense of aloofness.
The bride next to him was slightly shorter than him, very thin, with delicate features, but two striking blue dragon horns on her forehead. She wore a blue and white trailing gown and had a faint halo around her, exuding a refined and elegant air.
The bride and groom would interact from time to time, and the bride would only smile during these moments. Qingye had been observing from the sidelines until a servant walked up to Hequ and whispered a few words to him. Then he said something to the people around him and left the hall.
Qingye originally wanted to follow along by herself, but she was really worried about leaving Liujin alone here, fearing that she might cause more trouble, so she took her with her.
After the current Dragon King ascended the throne, most of the dragons of his generation were granted their own fiefdoms. Those who lived in the Dragon Palace a hundred years ago included the Third Princess, the Sixth Princess, the Ninth Princess, and several younger princesses and dragon princes.
The Third Princess had always been in love with the Eleventh Prince Lin Yuan of the East Sea and rejected his marriage proposals multiple times. The Sixth Princess, on the other hand, was proud and picky and had not yet found a suitable husband. These were two well-known spinsters in the North Sea, but their maternal clans were also very powerful, so no one dared to speak ill of them. The Ninth Princess, however, married the Wei River Water Lord, with whom she was already engaged, not long after.
The remaining young dragon princes and princesses probably wouldn't have been able to get involved in this matter a hundred years ago.
Wei Jiao appeared to be casually wandering around the Crystal Palace, but in reality, she was secretly investigating the Third Princess's whereabouts. One piece of news that concerned her was that the Third Princess had become engaged to the eldest prince of the East Sea, but neither side was in a hurry to set a date, especially since the East Sea had been facing a lot of trouble lately.
The sixth princess married a man from Hezhou with no background or power, and the ninth princess married a little-known water prince at a young age. Both of these are somewhat unusual, especially the third princess's marriage. There must be some hidden story or deal involved.
When the ceremony began, Wei Jiao followed the Third Princess into the hall.
During this period, neither Qingye nor Qingye sent any signals. After all, it was normal not to receive any useful information in less than a day.
Wei Jiao found a secluded corner and quietly watched the most important part of the wedding ceremony.
The tall, thin, expressionless bride and the groom with a forced smile looked utterly devoid of happiness. Wei Jiao found it somewhat amusing; two people who might not even like each other had chosen to marry and live together. And what blessings did the guests bring to this room full of people?
The Old Dragon King and his wife of Beihai made a rare public appearance this year. Although they didn't seem particularly happy, they appeared to be in good spirits.
The officiant shouted blessings, and the guests lined up in two rows, officially beginning the elaborate dragon wedding ceremony.
Wei Jiao was on the very edge of the crowd. More than a hundred years ago, she had watched Shuo Yuan from afar with Old Madam Long. Now, she was also on the very edge watching her aunt's wedding. If none of this had happened, she should have been watching the ceremony from a more prominent position with her parents. She couldn't imagine how she would have felt back then.
Just as Wei Jiao was lost in thought, a commotion suddenly broke out outside. The water surged continuously, and the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard.
The guests in the hall were also affected and looked outside. The sound grew closer and closer, interrupting the master of ceremonies.
Two figures, one in black and one in white, appeared in the hall. They were covered in blood and their weapons were broken and tattered, serving as walking sticks to keep them from falling.
The man in white was handsome, and even in his disheveled state, his imposing presence was undeniable. Wei Jiao recognized him; he was Qing Ye, who had donned the new spirit form.
The burly man in black in front must be the one Qingye mentioned earlier who threatened Hezhou.
"Your Highness, do not trust Hezhou. He married you to plot to seize the Dragon King's throne." After saying this, he collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood incessantly, as if he were about to die at any moment.
He Zhou's expression changed drastically, and his left hand, which was behind his back, clenched tightly, creating a tense atmosphere in the hall.
Many guests looked around and whispered among themselves.
"Are there your assassins among the guests? Are you planning to assassinate the Dragon King during the wedding?" the white-clad man said excitedly, picking up his weapon and looking around as if searching for the assassin he was referring to.
The crowd erupted with a bang. A small spell exploded, injuring several unsuspecting guests and making the scene even more chaotic. The Dragon Palace guards rushed in with weapons and surrounded the guests.
A group of guards appeared beside Hezhou, armed and protecting him as they moved him to the center.
He Zhou loosened his fist and a smile appeared on his lips: "Then so be it."
"What! Hezhou, you really?" The current Dragon King had always trusted Hezhou and had never expected such a situation to occur.
"Even if I say no now, who will believe me?" He had secretly trained some bodyguards who knew about the threats he was being made by the men in black and that they were the ones who had hunted him down. Now that they thought things had been exposed, they had come to protect He Zhou. This was the evidence.
Yes, all the guests in the lobby looked at him with suspicion and disdain, and even if he could explain what happened in front of him, he couldn't withstand any investigation afterward.
This is exactly the result that Qingye and Qingye wanted.
They failed to catch the man in black, but missing such an opportunity would make things difficult, as Beihai had already been secretly controlled by Hezhou. So they came up with this plan. Whether the man in black was real or not was unimportant; as long as he said those words and aroused everyone's suspicion, that would be enough.
Of course, creating some chaos among the guests would have been even better. The current outcome is exactly what they expected. Hezhou has no choice but to hastily launch his uprising.
But with so many guests and all sorts of deities in the hall, how could they possibly succeed in their hasty uprising?
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