Su Qingci stared at the wizard on the altar in a daze. It was obviously not the case, so how could it be a good omen?
She wanted to kill Yan Xuanye, could the wizard not calculate her hatred? It should be a great evil.
She had never seen this wizard before. He was not the Lord Wu Yan that Yan Xuanye often called him.
Can something like this be faked?
Or is it really as Yan Xuanye said, that he will definitely get what he wants? As long as it is what he wants, no matter what means he uses, he will succeed.
Even if his uncle and Lord Wu Yan did not approve, he could still make the wedding go smoothly.
Yan Xuanye didn’t know what she was thinking, but at this point, she couldn’t escape even if she wanted to, so Yan Xuanye was not worried at all.
He strode towards Su Qingci and took her hand.
Su Qingci's hands were as cold as snow, without a trace of warmth. She subconsciously tried to break free, looking into the distance with cold eyes, ignoring Yan Xuanye in front of her.
Yan Xuanye didn't care about her resistance. Instead, he increased the strength of his hands and held her hand tightly.
That tough stance seemed to be declaring his ownership of her. "Now that it has come to this, just give up and forget about Lu Huan. Just follow me from now on, and I will treat you well."
Su Qingci felt disgusted, but did not dare to act rashly.
She knew that if she wasn't careful at this moment, not only would her escape be impossible, but she might also put Lu Huan in danger. After all, Yan Xuanye was always threatening her with the fact that he was sending 100,000 troops to support Prince Ning.
Su Qingci suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, and as Yan Xuanye pulled him, the two of them moved closer to the top of the altar step by step.
At this time, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the entire royal court like daylight. Such grand fireworks were rarely seen even in Shangjing.
This must be Yan Xuanye's way of trying to please her, but Su Qingci couldn't be happy.
For her, this marriage was nothing more than a nightmare from which she could not escape.
But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will never give up resisting and must escape this terrible fate.
Su Qingci was held tightly by Yan Xuanye's wrist as he walked up to the altar step by step...
Each of her steps seemed as heavy as lead, and it felt as if there were thousands of spider webs pulling at her from under her feet, making her want to escape but unable to move.
The moment she stepped onto the altar, Su Qingci felt as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and despair overwhelmed her like a tide.
There was no going back. Those beautiful memories she had with Lu Huan, the moment she stepped onto the altar, were gone forever.
Or maybe it was too late to go back. From the moment Yan Xuanye set his eyes on her, her soul had already fallen into the eighteen levels of hell. Now she was just a shell.
Yan Xuanye said that they would complete the wedding ceremony under the blessing of the wizard.
On the altar, colorful banners fluttered, and the air was filled with the woody scent of incense, oil paint, and burning pine branches and twigs.
Su Qingci's eyes were empty and lifeless, staring at the ground. Yan Xuanye knew her resistance, so he increased the strength in his hands and pulled Su Qingci forward.
His hand was like a cold and ruthless pair of iron pliers, clamping her tightly and not allowing her to break free.
The gorgeous wedding dress on Su Qingci rustled in the wind. The dress that should have symbolized happiness and beauty was now like a heavy shackle, pressing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.
They stood in front of the wizard, whose face was painted with colorful oil paint, making him look mysterious and strange like an ancient totem.
The shaman was muttering something, and the sound seemed to come from the distant sky, and seemed to come from the depths of hell. Su Qingci could not understand those obscure spells, but felt that every syllable was like a sharp knife, stabbing her heart fiercely.
The wizard waved his staff and drew incomprehensible spells in front of her and Yan Xuanye.
After the wizard finished doing all this, he painted some patterns on her and Yan Xuanye's faces with oil paint.
Then, the shaman said something she couldn't understand, and Yan Xuanye stretched out his right hand and pressed the back of her head, forcing her to bend over and lower her head.
Su Qingci struggled for a while, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and it was of no use at all.
Yan Xuanye forced her to kneel down and kowtow to the Tenger god they believed in. Su Qingci kowtowed on the cold and hard cushion, and she seemed to hear the dull sound of her knees hitting the cushion.
This behavior may be similar to the worship of heaven and earth in the Central Plains.
Before she married Lu Huan, he had asked her if she was willing to marry him, but when it came to Yan Xuanye, it was a compulsion that she could not shake.
She felt her dignity was being ruthlessly trampled upon, tears welled up in her eyes but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
Yan Xuanye could feel her body trembling, but there was nothing he could do. He wanted her. He could feel it from the first time he saw her. He wanted her, and he would get her no matter what.
Even if she was unwilling, didn't love him, and even fell in love with someone else, married someone else and got pregnant, he still wanted her.
Not just in this life, but in the next, and for all eternity. He didn't know when this obsessive thought started, as if it had been destined long ago. Perhaps the obsession had been born since the first time he saw her.
After they finished worshipping, Yan Xuanye pulled her up again. His cold voice rang in her ears, "Once you worship the gods, you will never be able to escape again."
Su Qingci looked at the statue of the god high above, her eyes revealing despair and determination, and her heart was filled with rage.
What kind of god is this? Bullshit god! Is God also bullying the weak and afraid of the strong? Then this so-called god is nothing more than a cruel executioner.
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