Bai Lu pursed her lips and chuckled: Helping refugees is one thing, but when has his princess ever been someone who cares about money?
It's just that I don't like that incompetent emperor!
The demonic cultivators, including Meng Qi, who were in charge of guiding the process, paid no attention to Ji Fengyao's words, since Shang Dongyang was nothing more than a puppet anyway.
Even if the Demon Queen criticizes the Demon Lord, that's between the Demon Queen and the Demon Lord, and they have no right to interfere or have any say in it.
A bridal sedan chair carried by thirty-two bearers was parked at the entrance of Songmei Garden, which was almost the standard for an emperor.
Even if Ji Fengyao were to marry and become empress, using a wedding sedan chair carried by thirty-two bearers would still be a great act of treason.
But that wasn't something she was considering. Since Shang Dongyang himself was willing to be humiliated, she felt no guilt whatsoever.
Bai Lu also seemed unaware of the rules. Her princess consort walked straight into the bridal sedan chair with her head held high, and Bai Lu followed suit, holding her princess consort's hand without stopping.
The palace maids, including Wan Yue, who were responsible for supporting the back of the wedding dress, did not dare to go up. They only escorted Ji Fengyao to the side of the bridal sedan chair and withdrew after Ji Fengyao was fully inside the sedan chair.
A heavy, deep horn sounded at the front of the long procession, and after nine horn sounds that resounded through the heavens and earth, the joyous music of gongs and drums began.
The bridal sedan chair, accompanied by joyful music, was slowly and steadily lifted and carried out of the palace amidst the singing and dancing of palace maids and the shower of flowers.
This trip was to the newly built Temple of Heaven in the suburbs to offer sacrifices to Heaven, not to go on a street almsgiving.
Therefore, the troops marched along streets that had been specially cleared and isolated by tens of thousands of soldiers.
It wasn't the main street, but for the 32-bearer wedding sedan chair to pass smoothly, it naturally couldn't go through any remote or narrow alleys. There were still many onlookers peeking through the windows of the taverns and teahouses on both sides of the street.
"A sedan chair carried by thirty-two men, is this the Emperor's palanquin?"
"Are you blind? The Emperor's sedan chair curtains are embroidered with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix?"
"My goodness! The Emperor is actually giving that bandit a sedan chair carried by thirty-two men. Could it be that he intends to abdicate in favor of that bandit?!"
Upon hearing this, the people around immediately fell silent.
Eating melons in Kyoto now is not the same as it used to be. In the past, when the late emperor was in power, they could catch a melon and eat it however they wanted.
No one came to arrest them or shut them up; they could still enjoy the gossip, even from the royal family.
Now... if you're not careful with your witty remarks, you'll be dead when you get home!
Just as everyone was trembling with fear, a burly man with a full beard said in a deep voice, "His willingness to abdicate is a sign of his wisdom and a blessing for the people of Great Zhao. Look at the trouble he has caused Great Zhao in the two years since he ascended the throne. I heard that Gao Qiu, that tiny place, dares to sharpen his knives and wants to rush up and bite our Great Zhao; if it weren't for the lingering power of the Ninth Prince, I'm afraid our Great Zhao would already be engulfed in war!"
Brother, you're tough, stubborn, and you must be tough too.
You're awesome!
We, the onlookers, are truly impressed!
Emmmmm, I can't keep you company any longer, I'll take my leave now!
The surrounding crowd silently gave the burly man the middle finger and turned to leave, lest they be implicated and lose their lives because of this brute.
The burly man with the bushy beard rolled his eyes, and seeing that no one was around, he quickly waved his hand and left.
Before leaving, he secretly transmitted his thoughts to the little bandit girl in the bridal sedan chair, saying, "Sister, you stay in the sedan chair and keep those demons occupied. Father, Wuying, and Wuhen have gone to rescue Feng Xiao! Xiao Chen and I will go to the palace now to see if we can rescue Feng Hua."
It turns out that the burly man with the bushy beard was actually Ji Fengming in disguise.
"Brother!" Ji Fengyao was overjoyed, but quickly reminded him, "The palace's formations are extraordinary. Brothers, don't act rashly!"
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