The young ladies from Kyoto's aristocratic families had never seen such a bold style before, and they were all stunned.
Even the most notorious rogues in Kyoto trembled with fear at the sight of Ji Fengyao, Ji Fengming, and Xique's fierce bandit-like demeanor, and dared not utter a sound.
These are real bandits, the kind that can kill you.
At that very moment.
A thunderous sound of horses' hooves echoed from the end of the long street, followed by a loud, clear male voice proclaiming: "By imperial decree, the Ninth Prince is to escort his Ninth Princess back to the capital. All officials and commoners in the capital are to line the streets to welcome him. Anyone who speaks disrespectfully or obstructs the process will be guilty of treason and shall be executed according to the law!"
Along with the announcement came a troop of imperial guards clad in fine golden armor.
The leader, carrying the imperial-bestowed Dragon Roar Sword and riding a tall black horse, passed through the vanguard and ceremonial musicians who had automatically parted to form the wedding procession. He arrived at the bridal carriage and, seemingly oblivious to how improper it was that Ji Fengyao was standing so imposingly at the front of the carriage, dismounted and knelt before it with clasped hands: "I, Gao Chengwei, have come by imperial decree to welcome the Ninth Prince and Princess back to the capital and congratulate them on their wedding."
Haha, you've come just in time.
Even though Ji Fengyao had never experienced the power struggles among the elites in the mortal world, she could still discern some clues.
Ji Fengyao calmly returned to Shang Xiye's side and sat down peacefully.
Shang Xiye reached out as if out of habit and took her hand in his. There was no sign of displeasure on his face, but his voice returned to its usual deep tone: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. In that case, I will trouble Commander Gao to lead the way."
"Your Highness is too kind. This is all my duty," Gao Chengwei said, then mounted his horse and led the imposing Imperial Guards he had brought with him in front of the wedding carriage.
The wedding procession set off again, and this time the whole street was quiet; even the cries of babies were muffled.
At this moment, the magnificent main gate of Prince Su's mansion was adorned with red decorations.
Two concubines and four maids led a procession to greet the guests at the gate, while civil and military officials who had come to feast and watch the festivities also lined up in formation. When they saw Gao Chengwei escorting the wedding carriage from afar, everyone bowed and greeted him loudly.
Although Xique was always lively and unrestrained, she was still just a bandit girl. Upon seeing this scene, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Miss, it seems that the young master is indeed very influential and impressive in the capital!"
Ji Fengyao silently rolled her eyes. The most noble and only prince in the entire Great Zhao Dynasty, how could he not be magnificent?
But her older brother, who was also a bandit, remained calm and composed on his horse after seeing this scene. Given his goofy personality, he shouldn't have been so quiet.
"What is my beloved concubine thinking about?"
Shang Xiye's clear and gentle voice suddenly rang in her ears, startling Ji Fengyao.
My beloved, my beloved concubine?
Ji Fengyao got goosebumps all over, twitched her lips, and realized that she should play along. She immediately forced a sweet smile and said, "Your Highness, I didn't mean anything by it. It's just that the scene was so grand that I was a little overwhelmed."
Hearing her speak so calmly about the shock she was saying, Shang Xiye chuckled inwardly, took her hand and stood up: "We've arrived, let's go back to the manor."
Ji Fengyao hurriedly helped Wuying, who had just gotten into the car, to put Shang Xiye into a wheelchair.
As soon as she got out of the car, Ji Fengyao received several menacing stares. Upon closer inspection, she saw it was the group of beautifully dressed women from Shang Xiye's mansion.
One of them, a slender woman with delicate features and a graceful figure, stepped forward first with a chilling smile in her eyes and lips. Her voice was soft yet tinged with coldness: "I have long heard that the new princess is unparalleled in beauty. Indeed, seeing is believing. Sister, you are even more beautiful than the rumors suggest. I am truly ashamed of my own inferiority."
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