"Miss, today is a big day for you. You can't think like that. Besides, your son-in-law is here! He will definitely handle it." Xing'er said.
In front of the wedding procession, Jing Aotian was riding a majestic chestnut horse, wearing a big red flower on his body. He looked at the chaotic procession in front of him with his brows tightly furrowed.
"Grandpa! We are unfilial descendants. We actually let you fall. It's our fault!"
"Old Master, please don't blame us. We didn't mean to do that. Please forgive us."
In front of the fallen coffin, a group of men, women, and descendants in mourning knelt in front of it, shouting apologies and crying sadly, forming a sharp contrast with the festive sounds here.
"Yunsheng, tell them to make way."
Jing Aotian said lightly, and Liu Yunsheng immediately walked towards those people.
"Whose family are you from? Make way for me now. Today is the wedding day of Prince Jing and Miss An. You can't afford to delay the auspicious occasion."
Liu Yunsheng thought that as long as he revealed the identities of Jing Aotian and An Tingyu, these people would be afraid and make way for him. However, as soon as he finished speaking, one of the men in white silk jumped up and glared at Liu Yunsheng with angry eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Haven't you heard that the dead are the most important? Why should we give way? Just because you have an auspicious time for burial, do we not care about auspiciousness for burial? Or is it because of your noble status that we, the common people, can only tolerate and move aside in disgrace? Our old man will die with regrets."
"That's right, why should we give way? If anyone should give way, it should be you," another woman said.
"Yes, we will definitely not let them." The others said in unison.
Seeing this situation, a shrewd look flashed across Liu Yunsheng's sharp eyes. He turned around and glanced at Jing Aotian, as if asking, what to do?
"Aotian!"
At this moment, An Tingyu's voice, as clear as a yellow oriole, came from the wedding sedan.
Jing Aotian immediately rode his horse to the window of her sedan chair. He did not reach out to open her curtains, but just asked with a raised lip: "What's wrong?"
"Let's take a detour!"
"What?" Jing Aotian was stunned, thinking he had misheard, but then he continued, "They are not a funeral procession at all. There is no need for us to give way."
"What do you mean?"
"My intuition tells me that these were arranged by those men. Of course, I'm not just guessing, because there are too many suspicious points about these people. First, they talk about filial piety, but the coffin has been down for some time, and they haven't made any moves to fix it. Second, it's actually the same problem. They told us about an auspicious time. If an auspicious time is so important, why don't they quickly rebuild the coffin and set off? Instead of wasting time with us? There is only one reason they are blocking our way, and that is to prevent us from getting married."
Hearing this, An Tingyu sighed, and after a long while, she said lightly: "Don't hurt anyone!"
Although An Tingyu didn't say much, Jing Aotian knew that An Tingyu had agreed to what he was going to do next.
Jing Aotian made a gesture, and Liu Yunsheng in front of him received the news, and a hint of coldness immediately appeared on his lips. He suddenly flew up and kicked the coffin. The whole coffin flew up, then fell to the ground and shattered. However...
"Huh? There's nothing in there?"
The people on the street opened their eyes wide, as if they had never expected to see such a thing. Suddenly, everyone started talking again.
"Strange things happen every year, but this year there are especially many!"
"What are these people thinking? Blocking other people's way with an empty coffin is so immoral."
"That's right. I was just saying that the dead are the greatest. I thought it made sense, but... Oh my, what kind of world is this? There are actually people like this."
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"Today is my big day. I don't want to see blood. Get out of here. If you don't get out, I don't mind making an example of you." Jing Aotian spoke slowly and his handsome face was calm. He sat proudly on the horse, looking down at the front. A coldness flashed in his pair of black and deep pupils, as if he was a king, exuding an irresistible majesty.
Those so-called mourners came to their senses, looked at each other, and the next moment, without any warning, they ran away.
In front, Liu Yunsheng glanced at Jing Aotian, then turned around and shouted, "Lift the sedan!"
Once again, the ticking and festive music sounded again, and the team that had stopped started again, but...
"Miss An, my chicken is lost. You are a good person who cares about the people. You are my nineteenth concubine. You must help me find it! Our family relies on the eggs laid by this old hen for our livelihood."
In the wedding sedan, An Tingyu's mouth twitched, and she said helplessly: "Aotian, send someone to find a chicken for this lady."
"Miss An, my dog is missing. My house has been robbed recently. Without my dog, I can't sleep peacefully at night."
An Tingyu had a dark line on her forehead and rubbed her forehead with a headache, "Aotian..."
"I understand!" This time, Jing Aotian said it without waiting for her to speak.
"Miss An..."
"Your cat is lost, right?" As if knowing what the visitor was going to say, An Tingyu spoke directly on his behalf.
"Yes, Miss An, you are so wise!"
Under the red headscarf, An Tingyu rolled her eyes and muttered to herself that it wasn't her wisdom at all, but these people were simply here to cause trouble. She didn't know which heavenly soldier came up with this idea, and even the cats and dogs were mobilized. He was really cruel.
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