Chapter 245 My Wife is Getting Married, I’m Sitting at the Main Table
Ye Xiaoman planned to wait until she successfully escaped from the marriage, and then tell Ji Weiming with tears and snot:
——Seeing you fighting each other to the death for me, I am such a kind person and I can't bear to destroy your brotherly relationship, so I decided not to marry either of you.
If Ji Weiming asked her to marry him again, she would say, "Let me think about it first."
Thinking about it, a lifetime passes.
Perfect, that's it.
It’s only halfway to the Prince’s Mansion.
The wedding sedan suddenly tilted to the right, as if the ground had collapsed. Ye Xiaoman fell to the ground and slid to the right along the slope. She grabbed the indentation on the wall of the car and barely managed to keep her balance.
She heard the sound of swords being drawn outside the sedan chair, and the sound of many footsteps surrounding her sedan chair. Ji Wenyi asked coldly, "Who dares to disturb this happy occasion of mine?"
Ji Weiming roared angrily: "Ji Wenyi, hand over my princess!"
Then, Ji Wenyi said in surprise: "You can actually detect it."
Ji Weiming's voice trembled with anger: "You are going too far!"
Ji Wenyi gave the order: "Everyone, listen up and protect the Crown Princess. If anything happens to her, I will take your heads."
Ye Xiaoman listened to the two men outside arguing with each other one after another. Her hands and feet were as fast as lightning. She took off her complicated wedding dress in a few seconds, took out her usual clothes from the storage bag and put them on.
The two groups had already started fighting, and the sedan chair was shaking even more violently.
Ye Xiaoman quietly lifted the door curtain and looked out. Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming were fighting in mid-air. Both of them were wearing groom's suits and no one could tell them apart.
Their men fought fiercely, and started a battle for her wedding sedan chair.
The distant roadsides were crowded with people watching the ceremony. Some pointed to the sky and screamed, some turned around and ran away in fear, and more people were talking excitedly.
The people witnessed with their own eyes the wedding of Prince Rui, which turned into a bloody drama of two princes fighting for the bride in the street. Everyone was stunned.
It was also a time of chaos and war.
The sky was still filled with festive flowers falling.
Ye Xiaoman no longer cared what others thought. She performed an illusion technique and turned into a small petal.
call--
The petals flew out lightly with the strong wind that blew in through the sedan door and merged into the rain of petals in the air.
He nimbly dodged the countless sword lights and blades in the air, flew and flew, floated across the road, blew over the heads of the spectators, and fell to the road behind the crowd.
In an unnoticed corner, the petals returned to their true form.
Ye Xiaoman hid behind the wall of people and stood on tiptoe to take a look at the battle situation. Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming were fighting evenly. Fortunately, no one noticed that she was no longer in the sedan chair.
A hand rested on her shoulder from behind.
She was startled and turned around, and found several strangers standing behind her.
The leading demon showed her the magic pattern on his hand and said, "The master asked us to come and snatch the bride."
Ye Xiaoman was touched that her superior was loyal and did not abandon her.
She was secretly delighted and was about to follow these demon cultivators, sneak into the nearest alley, and withdraw without anyone noticing.
Suddenly, several powerful pressures descended from the sky, and Ye Xiaoman and the onlookers, including the demon cultivators, were all pressed to the ground.
Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming's men were also forcibly controlled, like puppets with a spell of immobilization, maintaining their fighting movements and freezing in place.
The chief eunuch beside the emperor came with a large number of imperial guards.
He looked at the two princes with a look of disappointment, and waved his hand breathlessly, "The emperor has ordered that the two princes be taken to the palace to await further action."
It turned out that Ji Weiming and Ji Wenyi were quarreling in the street, totally disregarding the reputation of the royal family. The news quickly reached the palace. The emperor was furious and ordered people to arrest the two princes.
As for the wedding, it couldn't take place either.
Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming were put at swords' necks and captured in public.
Ye Xiaoman judged that the wind direction was wrong, so she put on shielding jade bracelets on both hands, recovered her ability to move from the pressure, and quietly moved her knees back, intending to slip away from behind the crowd.
A gaze fixed on her.
The chief eunuch sighed, "Princess Ye, please come into the palace with us."
Seeing the huge disparity in strength, the few demon cultivators sent online turned their heads away mercilessly, pretending not to know her.
Ye Xiaoman burst into tears and rolled around in her heart.
She was just a little bit away from escaping successfully.
She was caught red-handed and had to stand up.
The crowd was in an uproar, with countless curious eyes cast on her. They wanted to know what kind of beauty this extraordinary woman had who had charmed the deposed crown prince and King Rui, two of the most outstanding men in the divine realm.
Ye Xiaoman lowered her head and covered her face with her sleeves.
She was not ashamed, but she was afraid that her appearance would be photographed. It would be terrible if Xiao Chujing, Sikong Qing, and Jiaying saw it and found out that she had secretly married someone.
She walked back to the wedding sedan.
Ji Wenyi said affectionately, "Abao."
Ji Weiming was filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy at having lost and then found something again: "Zhi Shui."
The onlookers fell into a new round of mystery: "Why does she have two names?"
Ye Xiaoman was dejected. She stood in the middle, with Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming standing on each side of her. They were the center of attention, and the three of them were invited to board the express train to the palace together.
Ye Xiaoman only hoped that the old emperor would be more reasonable and not accuse her of being a femme fatale, and then kill her.
Prince Rui's Palace.
The news that Ji Weiming and Ji Wenyi were arrested and taken to the palace has not yet been reported back.
Guests began to arrive in large numbers, and the palace was in a state of chaos.
In the luxurious banquet hall, Jiaying was respectfully invited to the main table.
Shortly after he sat down, two more men were invited to the table and sat on his right side. They were Xiao Chujing and Sikong Qing.
Sikong Qing and Xiao Chujing had just had a fight yesterday. When they were outside, if Ye Xiaoman was not by their side, they would treat each other as nothing, even though they sat at the same table, their seats were separated.
Jiaying glanced at Sikong Qing and Xiao Chujing calmly.
They may not recognize him, but he recognizes them.
They seemed to be friends of his lover, especially this one named Xiao Chujing, who was pestering his junior sister while trying to seduce Jiao Yanxia at the same time.
He has their voodoo doll in his hand, and when he has nothing to do, he gives acupuncture to it.
Xiao Chujing greeted Jiaying, "Master, what a coincidence."
Jiaying drank the tea carefully prepared for him without even raising his eyelids.
Xiao Chujing smiled slightly and didn't seem annoyed.
He remembered that Jiaying had suddenly thrown him out of Yongning Temple, and thought to himself that this monk had a really weird temper.
I don’t know how he offended Jiaying.
Sikong Qing was the most arrogant one. Jiaying was very arrogant, but he was a hundred times more arrogant than Jiaying. After he sat down, he looked down on the whole audience without greeting anyone.
He raised his chin and glanced at Jiaying, who was relatively unfamiliar to him, and recognized him as a monk who had been to Qingzhengzong.
He remembered that Jiaying had the marrow-cleansing grass in his hand.
Sikong Qing then spoke to Jiaying reluctantly for Ye Xiaoman's sake, "Monk, I want to buy your marrow cleansing grass."
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