He turned around, got a pen and paper, coldly wrote five big words, and handed them to Qianhun.

Qianhun suppressed his smile and took the note with both hands. It read: Send the bride to the country of Miro!

Qianhun quickly understood and nodded, "I will go and inform Bai Ren and ask him to get ready!"

Yue Nanchen shook his head coldly and turned back to write. Qian Hun behind him was already convulsing with laughter. When he turned back, Qian Hun lowered his brows and looked submissive.

"You and Bai Ren stay here and continue to look for King Yongning..." Qianhun said aloud, and after thinking for a while, he mustered up the courage to say, "But sir, you are injured and can't speak. It's inconvenient for you to be the ambassador for the marriage, right?"

Yue Nanchen's phoenix eyes widened, and the blue veins on his face burst with anger. His eyes darkened and he stretched out his hand and came in front of Qianhun. Qianhun immediately understood and presented an exquisite human skin mask with both hands.

"Ka!" He grinned and uttered a word coldly. Qian Hun was stunned. Just as he understood what he meant, he was kicked out of the window by the man.

Rolling on the ground, Qianhun rubbed the bruises on his buttocks, and finally figured out what that "click" meant. Get out!

Nanyue only has one princess, so the princess's wedding was particularly grand. Not to mention the emperor's reward, the room was filled with gifts from all over the country.

"Princess, look! This is top-quality coral. It's bright red and vivid. You can ask a craftsman to polish it and make it into a necklace. It will look beautiful with this bright red wedding dress!"

Xiaoyu kept talking, she was really happy for her master. Prince A Luo had come several times in the past few days and had a good chat with the princess. She also heard that the prince had asked the emperor for the royal chef, for he was afraid that the master would not be used to the food after going to the Kingdom of Miro. Where could she find such a gentle and considerate good man?

Lazy

She was lying on the windowsill, tearing a potted plant at hand out of boredom, and Nan Han ignored her nagging.

Tomorrow is her wedding day, but she is becoming more and more uneasy. She keeps thinking of Leng Yichen these days. Could it be that she still can't let go of that unfaithful man?

"Xiao Yu, please go out and leave me alone!" Nan Han ordered coldly, and lay down sickly.

"Princess, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to call the imperial physician?" Xiaoyu quickly put down the coral in her hand and stepped forward to ask urgently.

"Can't you hear me if I tell you this? If you make me angry again, I will give you to an old man with twelve concubines after I marry into the Kingdom of Miro!" Nan Han said hatefully.

When Xiaoyu heard this, she quickly rolled out.

The door was closed, Nan Han sighed softly, and lay on the windowsill like a statue for a long time.

The much-anticipated day finally arrived, and the entire Nanyue was shrouded in joy. Shufangzhai had been busy since morning, and all the palace people were busy as hell.

Finally, after she was dressed up, Nan Han, supported by her bridesmaid, slowly walked out of the palace gate and headed towards the main hall. There, civil and military officials were already waiting for her, and they kept congratulating Prince A Luo.

"The princess has arrived!" Princess Nanhan, the bridesmaid and others walked into the hall amidst the sound of festive music.

"Bye, Your Majesty!" With another loud shout, Nan Han knelt down and bowed deeply to Yue Nanxuan.

Yue Nanxuan's eyes flickered. He had always loved his only sister. Now that she was getting married, Yue Nanxuan felt both happy and sad.

He personally helped Nan Han up and said loudly, "Nan Han, my brother wants you to be happy. If you have any difficulties, just come back and tell me.

Brother, this Shufangzhai in the Nanyue Palace will be reserved for you forever!"

Yue Nanxuan said this not only to Nanhan, but also to Prince A Luo who was standing beside him.

A Luo took a step forward and bowed deeply to Yue Nanxuan, "Emperor Yue, please rest assured that A Luo will definitely treat Nanhan well!"

Yue Nanxuan sneered, stepped forward and patted A Luo on the shoulder, "Prince, just remember what I said today. If Nanhan is wronged, I, Nanyue, will never give up with the Miro Kingdom!"

A Luo's face darkened, but he nodded calmly, walked forward, took Nan Han's hand and bid farewell to Emperor Yue.

A super luxurious and comfortable carriage was one of the dowries that Emperor Yue carefully prepared for Nanhan and A'luo.

Nanyue and Miro Kingdom are thousands of miles apart, and the journey alone takes five or six days. In addition, the wedding procession is large and the princess's dowry is quite large, so the delay on the road will be even longer. This carriage is an essential tool.

Lan Shuiyao, along with Fengyu Leidian and Leng Yichen, hid in the wedding procession, dressed up as royal chefs, and paraded with the procession on the street.

In the palace, Yue Nanxuan sat with the Queen Mother. It was not that they did not want to see her off, but they were afraid of being reminded of the past.

Suddenly, a guard walked quickly into the Queen Mother's bedroom. After paying his respects one by one, he whispered in Yue Nanxuan's ear, "Your Majesty, the people who monitor Prince Leng's mansion report that Prince Leng went out this morning. After walking around the city, he disappeared! I am afraid that Prince Leng will take advantage of the princess' wedding to escape from Yuecheng, so I came to report this!"

"What?" Yue Nanxuan stood up coldly. Leng Yichen wanted to leave? How could it be that easy!

The carriage was swaying, and there were only Prince A Luo and Nan Han in the huge carriage, so it seemed particularly empty.

The little face is covered in a big red veil.

Han sat obediently aside, holding an auspicious fruit in his hand that symbolized peace.

A Luo turned his eyes to the outside of the car. When he thought that Shui'er was right behind him, following him step by step to leave Nanyue and return to the hometown where they once met, A Luo couldn't help but feel excited.

Outside the car, there were many people seeing them off. They kept waving their hands and bidding farewell to the envoys from the Miro Kingdom. The marriage between Nanyue and the Miro Kingdom made them feel more at ease. No one likes to live in a chaotic era.

Because they claimed to the accompanying imperial chefs that Lan Shuiyao and the other six were folk culinary masters, their presence in the team of imperial chefs did not arouse the suspicion of the real imperial chefs. They even asked each other about the talents of Shuiyao and the other six as they walked.

Because they were afraid of revealing their identities, all questions were answered by Zhuifeng's representative. Fortunately, there were many common people along the way, and many people came to see the royal chefs off. After hearing the ambiguous answers, they stopped asking.

After parading around the city, the wedding procession gradually headed towards the city gate. As long as they left Yuecheng, Leng Yichen's plan would be half successful.

The closer he got to the city gate, the more nervous Leng Yichen became. He knew that he had risked everything. If he couldn't leave this time, he would probably be trapped in Yue City for the rest of his life.

Lan Shuiyao felt his nervousness. She raised her arm and naturally held his arm. Because of her petite figure, they looked like brothers who depended on each other.

The wedding procession finally arrived at the city gate. Following an order from the city guard general Li He, the gate railings slowly rose and opened...

Leng Yichen raised his head and looked at the thick wooden stake, which was rising little by little. A faint glimmer of light flashed in his tea eyes.

, one, two, three... He counted silently in his heart, his palms full of sweat.

As long as he passed that hurdle, he would be free, his hometown, his throne! In an instant, he actually had an urge to rush out!

The cool jade-white fingers gently stroked his arm, and his surging heart calmed down in an instant. He turned his head and looked at the "man" beside him who was pretending to be Shui Yao.

"He" raised his head and smiled faintly. The human skin mask did not block the purity and brilliance of "his" smile. It was still so bright, like a ray of sunshine, penetrating layers of haze and illuminating his darkness.

He blinked gratefully, and his clenched fingers silently conveyed the uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

Just when the railings of the city gate were about to be opened, a fast horse suddenly passed the team waiting to pass, rushed to Li He, and said something in a low voice. Then Li He's arm, which was originally raised in the air, suddenly fell down.

Leng Yichen grabbed Shui Yao's arm suddenly, and because he grabbed it too hard, his fingers almost pinched into Shui Yao's flesh.

With a muffled groan, she made a quick move and pressed the numb points on the man's arm with lightning speed. Shui Yao blinked coldly, suggesting that he should be patient.

Just a little bit! Leng Yichen became irritated. He didn't know what happened. Maybe Emperor Yue realized something and suddenly stopped the bride's escort team!

The more Leng Yichen thought about it, the greater this possibility became. Six years of terrible proton life had instantly destroyed all his usual calmness and disguise. The hope that was so close at hand almost made him lose his mind. He touched his waist, where there was a sword, a tool he used just in case.