Yu Zhigang looked in the direction of the woman's finger, and there was a burst of cheers and applause in the hall. On both sides of the hall, there were people walking out. Standing still in the hall, his eyes focused on the other side, and everyone looked in the same direction... Xi Niang came out with the bride on her back.
The cry rose again.
Yuzhi's eyes lit up, and his eyes were swiping around the bride's body, completely unaware that the faces of the men beside him had changed.
"This son of the Feng family is actually him?" Long Zijin asked in surprise.
Xia Sang, Qingfeng exchanged glances, and they were all shocked.
In the Yanyu Building that day... Feng Zhanbai.
On that day, in the Yanyu Building, Qingfeng was sent by Long Feili to follow Feng Zhanbai. Later, when he saw him carrying Xuanji into the room, he went to report to Long Feili. It's not clear what happened at the time, but Xia Sang knew something vaguely. The spies had been tracking the whereabouts of this man, but Feng Zhanbai had completely disappeared in Leyang County... He looked towards Long Feili and saw The corner of Long Feili's mouth smirked, but the light in his eyes was deep and dark.
Bai Zhanfeng's eyes were always on the bride, but he didn't notice Long Feili and others.
At this time, the bride had come down from Xi Niang. Bai Zhanfeng nodded slightly towards Uncle Shi, the housekeeper. Uncle Shi understood, walked into the hall, and said with a smile, "The auspicious time has come, please invite the bride and groom to perform the ceremony of heaven and earth, the ceremony of high hall, and the ceremony of paying homage."
The crowd suddenly quieted down, just waiting for Xi Niang to call for prayers.
Xi Niang supported the bride and stood side by side with Bai Zhanfeng, and said with a smile, "I worship heaven and earth."
Qingluan smiled coldly, and lightly patted the little girl in front of her.
It was just a gap between their ears, and everyone only saw a small figure in the hall running to the front of the bride Yingying bowing down, and lifted her red hijab.
Everyone was taken aback, and soon, someone turned pale and screamed, and the voices of shock, shock, and panic echoed through the hall one after another.
"How could this bride look like this ghost?"
The crowd was huddling, pointing in horror and contempt...
Staring blankly at the red silk on the ground, Xuanji smiled wryly, and was about to bend over to pick it up, when a slender white hand grabbed it in front of her.
A voice also sounded slowly at the same time, shock, deep pain, anger, and confusion, but it overwhelmed all the noise and confusion in the hall.
"Little Seven."
Who and who, often see each other.
On the stone table, the red poem she wrote before she left was also smeared on his heart like a smear of blood.
Wrap him tightly, unable to breathe.
These days, he has been stubbornly repressing himself not to think about this poem, not to speculate on her demeanor when she left, all kinds of things.
When he thought about it, he couldn't calmly direct the path laid out.
Because, just thinking about it, makes me crazy.
For 14 years, he didn't say a single heavy word to Ruyi, but that day he took the comb from her hand and told her coldly, I will send someone to take you back.
Then, he and Long Zijin said, "Get this done."
As soon as the words fell, he ran into the backyard to release the reins and chased after him.
Slap the horse and chase at the fastest speed.
In the whistling wind, one could hear the wounds breaking one by one.
He didn't dare to stop, and he didn't want to stop, until he fell off the horse and before his consciousness fell into darkness, a voice in his head told him: Long Feili, you are wrong.
Yes, he was wrong. Without even ordering Ziwei, the Imperial Army chased after him, so he chased after him.
His injury, even if he catches up, may not be able to save her.
However, when he heard that she fell into Murong Lin's hands, there was nothing else in his mind.
How to suppress, later, still think.
The scene where I want to meet her again, the words I want to tell her.
He even thought about a thousand beginnings.
Only, there is no beginning at the same time.
She lowered her head and stared blankly at the red hijab on the ground.
She is going to marry someone else's wife.
Her face was completely ruined, except for the hideous scar on her skin and flesh that turned out, her face was full of sullenness.
"It's you."
Bai Zhanfeng frowned, his figure moved, and he was about to block in front of Xuanji, but Long Feili was one step faster than him.
In the hall, someone gasped slightly, and the voice instantly fell silent.
However, in a short while, the man with phoenix eyes hugged the ugly-looking bride in a wedding dress into his arms, and then retreated some distance back.
If only one word could be used to express the emotions at the moment, Long Fei would not be able to do so.
For the first time in my life, I was so powerless.
She was wearing a red dress. In the past, he was also separated from the crowd, watching her approaching him from a distance, dressed in bright red.
She is his bride, how can she be someone else's bride.
It was an extreme and calm anger, and he wanted to pinch her neck.
However, she was trembling all over in his arms, her mouth was slightly open, and her frowning eyebrows were like the moon that Xiliang had never been consummated, her eyes were like a frightened little beast, and her face The scar of the knife, looked at him at a loss, and it was very clear when he got up close. It was gouged out with a small knife with a sharp thorn. In this way, every time he made a knife, the flesh would be rolled out, and the pain was extreme. It is also difficult to heal. It's a desperate injury.
A knife even landed on the eyelid, and if it went a little further, the eye was gouged out.
The shadows of the flowers and branches all over the face seem to have exhausted all the years, leaving only the vicissitudes of life.
In fact, in my memory, she was only two decades old, not much older than Yuzhi.
It's just, the scars on her chest, on her shoulders, on her arms, and on this face...
She followed him for a few months, but it seemed that her whole life was over.
Anger suddenly disappeared.
There was a slight tingling in his eyes, and then the stinging pain gradually expanded, and his vision became blurred.
Finally, he squeezed her shoulders and whispered, "Xiao Qi, shall we go back?"