"Yingxue, Sister Yu Xi hasn't come back yet, what should I do?"
Mu Xueqing, Nangong Yingxue, and Dongfang Bingya were sitting in the corners of the seats.
Nangong Yingxue glanced at a maid who had been watching the three of them, and said in a low voice: "Wait a moment, let him stir things up when he comes to worship. Everyone outside has made arrangements."
"It's been arranged, Zhang Dayong and the others are already laying an ambush." Dongfang Bingya whispered.
Nangong Yingxue nodded. If you can't fight with force, there are other ways to disrupt the wedding!
The housekeeper greeted various officials and some wealthy businessmen at the front, and the seventh prince sat in the living room drinking tea with some ministers.
"Your Highness, Mu Xueqing from the Mu Mansion just left. Do you want to..." The maid responsible for keeping an eye on him came closer to the seventh prince.
The Seventh Prince's eyes turned cold and he smiled at the people in the room: "Everyone, please wait a moment."
When they came outside the house, the Seventh Emperor's face was filled with chills: "Send someone to follow them and see what those people want to do. If they want to cause trouble, just..."
"Yes." The maid left quickly.
…
Prime Minister Jia's Mansion.
"Hurry up, get that hairpin."
"That pearl over there."
A group of maids and old ladies were busy in the young lady's boudoir.
Jia Qiong sat in front of the bronze mirror, without any joy on her face.
After these days of nursing, Jia Qiong's mind finally returned to normal.
Bang bang bang.
"Senior sister." Sima Xun's voice sounded.
"Come in."
"Senior sister, there is news from my subordinates that no trace of Ye Yuxi has been found." Sima Xun said.
"Where are the people in Mu Mansion?"
"The women who were hiding in the Mu Mansion have arrived at the Prince's Mansion to congratulate His Majesty the Seventh Highness. The specific purpose is unknown." Sima Xun looked at Jia Qiong's back with a hint of obsession in his eyes.
"I understand. Go down." Jia Qiong didn't even look back.
Sima Xun opened his mouth to say something else, but in the end, he gently closed the door and turned to leave.
"Ye! Yu! Xi!" The pearl in Jia Qiong's hand turned into a ball of powder.
"Miss, Mr. Sima is a nice person. He has been helping our house these days." A maid said.
"Huh?" Jia Qiong stared at the maid.
"My slave is talking too much." The maid looked shocked.
Since Jia Qiong recovered from the blow half a month ago, his cultivation has progressed further, breaking through to the intermediate level of the seventh level of spiritual being.
However, Miss Jia, who was previously kind to her servants, has become a bit cruel.
In less than half a month, two maids were beaten to death by Jia Qiong for trivial matters.
The servants were worried about Jia Qiong's identity and dared not speak out in anger.
"Miss, the wedding team is here." A maid said.
…
The wedding goes on as normal.
The seventh prince's wedding team was not harassed and arrived safely from Jia's Mansion to the Prince's Mansion.
"It's all arranged." Mu Xueqing came back from outside and sat behind Nangong Yingxue.
"Yes." Nangong Yingxue responded and looked at the time.
It's almost noon, Sister Yu Xi... probably won't be able to come back in time.
However, even if I can't make it back, I can't let the Seventh Prince's wedding go too smoothly!
Calculating the time, what Zhang Dayong and the others have arranged should be almost there.
A series of complicated procedures took half an hour.
Finally, it was time to go to the church to get married.
"A prayer to heaven..."
"Seventh Prince, get out!"
"The Seventh Prince is looking down on human life and selling children!"
Outside the Prince's Mansion, a large number of people suddenly poured out.
Everyone's face was filled with grief and anger.
The guard quickly ran into the courtyard: "Your Highness, Your Highness! It's not good, those people outside!"