"Yes, let's go!"
Led by the general, Ye Feiyun quickly came to the side of the carriage, but he heard a voice of instruction behind him.
"Yun'er, please be careful and don't act recklessly!"
"Got it?!"
Ye Dashan stood outside the door and watched Ye Feiyun get on the carriage. Ye's mother came out at the right time, crying, her eyes red and tears falling.
He warned worriedly.
"Feiyun, please don't cause any trouble when you get to the palace. Your father and I are waiting for you at home. When you marry the princess, remember to come home early."
Ye Feiyun is the only child in the Ye family. In the past, he was always held in the palm of his hand for fear of dropping him, and held in his mouth for fear of melting him.
Now that it was Ye Feiyun's wedding day, Ye's mother naturally couldn't stop crying.
Ye Dashan frowned: "What kind of day is this? What are you thinking about? Hold back your tears."
"What's the point of crying?!"
"Aren't I happy?!"
Mother Ye felt a little aggrieved when she heard this. She pursed her nose and held back her tears, but her hands kept wiping her eyes.
Ye Feiyun took a look at it, a trace of pity flashed through his heart, and then he got into the carriage, "Dad and Mom, you can go back."
After saying that, he jumped into the carriage.
When everything was ready, the general, sitting on a tall horse, ordered his men to collect the gold sent by Ye Dashan, and then he waved his hand and said, "Move out."
Forty or fifty servants in black followed behind in an orderly manner, which was extremely shocking to watch.
At the command.
The entire wedding procession marched slowly and majestically towards the imperial palace. The people along the way were all dumbfounded and eagerly waiting.
Ye Dashan and Ye's mother stood by the door and watched Ye Feiyun leave. They looked into the distance and looked melancholy. They stood outside the door for a long time without coming back to their senses.
Ye's mother's tears immediately flowed down again, "His father, our son has finally grown up..."
"Forget it." Ye Dashan looked worriedly into the distance.
.....
As the wedding procession marched towards the imperial palace in a mighty procession.
But Ye Feiyun, who was sitting in the carriage, was not calm.
The red carriage was decorated with lights and covered with wedding characters. The windows and doors were covered with curtains made of brocade tribute from the border, which blocked the interior of the carriage tightly.
Not a single sound can be heard!
At this moment, Ye Feiyun was nervous, his smile was forced, and his heart was in his throat.
"No, why are you here, brother?"
There was a man sitting next to Ye Feiyun. He was wearing a black robe and had a cold smile on his face. He was holding a sharp dagger against his neck and smiling sinisterly.
"What's the matter? My senior brother is getting married today, so I came to see you off. Is that not okay?"
Ye Feiyun was overwhelmed when he heard this.
As soon as he got on the carriage, he saw another person inside, who was none other than Long Aotian.
He couldn't figure out why this bastard appeared here?
It is true that good people do not live long, but evil deeds last for thousands of years.
There are always villains who want to harm me!
"No, Junior Brother, what do you want to do?" Ye Feiyun said with a sad face.
"Bah, Junior Brother, who gave you the courage to call me that?" Long Aotian shouted in a hoarse voice, glaring with anger in his eyes.
He felt angry when he thought about what happened before.
He fell into some cave for no apparent reason, and became brothers with Ye Feiyun for some unknown reason.
He is the young master of Tongtian Sect.
Ye Feiyun is just a stepping stone that he is about to step on, and he is also his senior brother.
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
If he wasn't worried about the crappy anti-fratricide pill that the old man had stabbed him with earlier, he would have wanted to stab Ye Feiyun right through with a knife and be done with it once and for all.
So angry!
Just as he was thinking about it, Long Aotian's face suddenly showed pain, his features twisted, one hand covering his chest, and he babbled: "Ouch, what's going on? What's going on? It hurts."
Ye Feiyun's eyes lit up.
He came to his senses immediately and realized that the anti-fratricide pill that the old man had injected must have taken effect.
Good stuff! Really fucking good stuff!
If possible, he would like to ask the old man for a few more pills.
Ye Feiyun had sent people back to the cave to check, but after turning left and moving around, they couldn't even find the entrance to the cave, which made him regret it very much.
Unexpectedly, it would be of great use right now!
He had no doubt that if it weren't for this treasure, Long Aotian would have used his knife without saying a word!
It’s just right!
Wonderful!
Ye Feiyun hurriedly feigned concern and said, "Junior brother, please don't have any murderous intentions again. Look at your body, it's not good anymore. Don't let anything happen to you. If anything happens to you, I will regret it!"
"When the master asks about it, how will I explain it to you, Senior Brother?"
Ye Feiyun pretended to be emotional as he spoke, and his concern and eagerness looked so real, but the frivolous smile on his face could not be concealed at all!
"grass!"
Long Aotian glanced at it casually and almost fainted.
At this moment, he felt as if there were thousands of steel needles all over his body piercing his heart, and the pain was so severe that he dared not even breathe.
Look at Ye Feiyun's nasty expression again.
I got even angrier now!
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Still pretending?!
However, when he thought of his plan, he felt a little relieved and a few more sneers appeared on his face.
If you pretend to be nice to me now, just wait and see how you die.
Long Aotian's murderous intent subsided, and the severe pain eased a little, but he didn't dare to attack again.
Ye Feiyun looked smug when he saw this.
Long Aotian took a deep breath, put away the dagger, and put it back into the scabbard at his waist. His expression eased slightly.
Ye Feiyun's face lit up: "Junior brother, look how good this is, we are in harmony. We are brothers, we should live in harmony, not fight and kill each other."
Hearing this, Long Aotian became even angrier and gnashed his teeth in hatred, but he could do nothing about it.
He managed to squeeze out a few words: "Okay, Brother, today is a great day for you. Let's put it aside for now."
As he spoke, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, but disappeared in an instant.
Ye Feiyun naturally saw all of this, but he pretended not to see it and sneered in his heart.
He wanted to see who would have the last laugh!
In a carriage...
Eight hundred tricks!
The Ye Mansion was not far from the Imperial Palace, and the wedding procession moved very fast, so they arrived at the gate of the magnificent Imperial Palace in just a few incense sticks of time.
The golden-red palace gate was now hung with red lanterns, a rare sight, and the eye-catching Chinese character for "囍" (happiness) at the door was even more dazzling.
This is the first time in the entire Dagan Dynasty.
The guards at the door were wearing brand new armor, holding long spears that gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and their backs were straight.
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