Ghost King's Mansion.
Yan Moshang, who was supposed to go to welcome his bride, was leisurely playing the piano in the yard.
The sound of the piano is melodious and cheerful, as if telling the joy of the person playing the piano.
Does Yan Qingxuan know that Yan Mosang is not happy
Yan Qingxuan sighed softly and pushed the wheelchair to Yan Mosang's side.
"It's okay if I don't go to the wedding, but I will definitely go to the church."
Although neither Emperor Tianfu nor that woman will come, there will be no shortage of spies.
"If she can get in, he will go."
Yan Moshang didn't even raise his head, his slender legs and fingers were still caressing the strings.
Huh, if you want to enter the Ghost King's Mansion, it depends on whether that woman has that ability.
"The prince, the second prince, the third prince, the fourth prince, the fifth prince, and the seventh prince are outside the house asking for an audience."
Jiang Yi, the steward of the Ghost King's Mansion, walked outside the courtyard and bowed to report.
Yan Moshang paused his legs and fingers slightly, and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corners of his lips.
Yan Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then waved his legs solemnly and said, "Bring them in."
When Jiang Yi heard this, he glanced at Yan Mosang and saw that he had no reaction, so he asked the two of them to bow in response, then turned around and retreated to the east.
Outside the Ghost King's Mansion, there were several men in rich clothes standing.
"Why is there no one to take them in? Then the Ghost King's Mansion will be in trouble."
The seventh child, Yan Shengyu, was dressed in sapphire blue and brocade clothes, with a red and tender face filled with impatience.
Didn't you want to come and see the excitement? That guy can't advance or retreat. It's really unlucky. If you beat him to death in the future, you won't come to the evil ghost palace anymore.
"Sixth brother is getting married tomorrow, and the barrier outside the Ghost King's Mansion has not been lifted. Can we stop them, or can we stop the bride?"
The fourth child, Yan Shengyi, was dressed in a flamboyant red dress, with a bohemian face full of disdain.
The second child, Yan Shengyuan, and the third child, Yan Yunling, had a faint light flashing in their eyes at the same time.
"Who said that my father doesn't love Brother Six? Please tell him that Brother Six is the one whom Father loves the most. The Ghost King's Mansion is setting up formations everywhere. Not even a fly can fly in. How clean. And there is Brother Six. You don’t have to be in court, you can sleep until you wake up naturally every day.”
Yan Shengyu said with a flash of envy in his eyes.
In one month, he will be fifteen, and he will be in court every day after that. The thought of getting up at midnight every day makes him unhappy.
Yan Shengyi smiled evilly, "If you envy my sixth brother so much, why not ask my father to marry that young lady from the Shui family for my sixth brother?"
"I'm not asking for it." Yan Shengyu immediately jumped back in retreat, as if he was afraid that others would rely on him.
He didn't want to marry that young lady from the Shui family. I heard that the young lady from the Shui family had been frail and sick since she was a child and had been raised in a boudoir. Who knew what she looked like, maybe she was ugly.
He doesn't want to marry an ugly and sick man.
Seeing the way Yan Shengyu was avoiding him, everyone lowered their heads and snickered.
Yan Jinyu was serious, "Fourth brother, please don't talk nonsense. Sixth brother is already asking to marry Miss Shui. You can't make such a joke."
Yan Shengyi's face turned cold, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
"Ahem..." Yan Shengyuan coughed lightly and shouted softly, "Fourth, Seventh, please don't mess around."
As soon as Yan Shengyuan shut up, Yan Shengyi and Yan Shengyu fell silent instantly.
The second eldest son Yan Shengyuan, the fourth eldest son Yan Shengyi, and the seventh eldest son Yan Shengyu were all descended from the queen. Yan Shengyi and Yan Shengyu all listened to Yan Shengyuan when they were young.
The third child, Yan Yunling, was born to Concubine Zhen, and the fifth child, Yan Jinyu, was born to Concubine Wan. Both Concubine Zhen and Concubine Wan are daughters of the Su family, and Yan Yunling and Yan Jinyu have been close since childhood.
As for whether Yan Qingxuan and Yan Mopan were born before the Queen.
Jiang Yi walked out of the palace and missed Yan Shengyuan and others to bow and salute, "Old slave, I'm meeting a few princes. They invited us in."
A meaningful smile appeared on Yan Shengyuan's lips, he straightened his clothes, raised his feet and walked in first.
Others followed and walked in.
As soon as they entered the Ghost King's Mansion, everyone heard the cheerful sound of the piano.
"Who is playing the piano?" Yan Shengyuan raised his eyebrows with interest on his face.
Jiang Yi bowed slightly and said, "Go back to the east of King Gan's palace, otherwise their prince is playing the piano."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes flashed with surprise at the same time.
"It seems that Sixth Brother is in a good mood tomorrow." Yan Shengyi had a teasing smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of disdain.
If Bu Nao married a merchant's daughter, he would be so happy.
"Please come over to the princes."
Jiang Yi did not take Yan Shengyuan and others to Yan Mosang's courtyard, but took them to the main hall.
In the main hall, Yan Qingxuan was already waiting.
"Brother." Seeing Yan Qingxuan, several people saluted together.
"They are all brothers, so there is no need to be polite." Yan Qingxuan looked indifferent and raised his legs slightly.
Everyone stood up and walked to both sides, and the waiters immediately served tea.
Yan Shengyi glanced at the waiters boredly. The Ghost Prince's Mansion was as boring as its owner.
"Why don't you see your sixth brother?" Yan Shengyuan spoke first.
"He is playing the piano in the backyard." Yan Qingxuan answered truthfully.
Mo Sang has never been interested in dealing with them. Rather than dealing with those hypocritical people, maybe he would rather play with spiritual instruments.
Yan Shengyi sneered, "I'll beg you to worship now. I was very interested in playing the piano at that time. My sixth brother was really in high spirits."
Being used to Yan Shengyi's cynicism, Yan Qingxuan was not annoyed, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "The bride is not here, isn't she?"
And the Liang Sheng that Yan Qingxuan mentioned was already in the dense forest outside the Ghost King's Mansion.
As soon as the wedding team entered the dense forest, a dark wind blew, and the originally bright sky suddenly turned dark.
Everyone held their breath and stepped lightly.
Except for the footsteps of "Shasha", no sound could be heard in the huge dense forest.
The further they went, the heavier the Yin Qi became, and suddenly a strong wind blew, making it difficult for everyone to move.
At that moment, both those who were welcoming the bride and those who were seeing off the bride were extremely frightened.
In the dark wind, there were several transparent figures faintly rushing towards the sedan chair.
"ah… "
Xi Niang and the maid who were closest to the sedan chair immediately screamed in horror, and their originally bright red faces turned pale at this moment.
Is the legend true? There are really powerful ghosts in the Ghost King's Mansion.
"There is... there is a ghost..."
After chaotic screams, the sedan chair landed with a "boom".
All the bearers carrying the sedan abandoned the sedan and ran away. The maid also wanted to run away, but was grabbed by Xi Niang.
"Take him with you..." Xi Niang's voice trembled and she looked at the maid with a pleading look on her face.
Her legs were weak now and she couldn't run, but she didn't want to die there.
The maid couldn't break free, so she dragged Xi Niang and ran out of the dense forest.
In fact, her legs were also weak. When she thought about the death of the two young ladies in front of her, she would be paralyzed and still have the strength to run out.
The people who were welcoming the bride also wanted to run away, but they were not the guards of Prince Jing's palace. If they had run away at that time, not only would they have lost their lives, but they might have harmed their families, so they could not run away no matter how scared they were.
Although Bu Nao and the others did not run away, they did not rush forward to protect Liang Sheng.
Those evil spirits were obviously here for Miss Shui's family. They didn't want to go to Honghong and die.
Liang Sheng walked in the sedan chair, listening to the movements outside, feeling mixed emotions.
Whether she was happy, he probably didn't want to marry Shui Ruoyan, or worried, maybe it would be difficult for her to get along with him in the future.
The sedan curtain was suddenly blown open, and Liang Sheng felt a dark wind coming.
Without any panic, Liang Sheng directly used a burst of divine power.
With a "boom", the blue beam hit the black shadow, and the black shadow instantly dissipated.
Liang Sheng slowly walked out of the sedan chair, raised her legs, and the Purple Ming Sword appeared instantly.
The dissipated black shadows gathered again and rushed towards Liang Sheng.
Purple Ming Sword followed Liang Sheng's movements and flew in the east. Wherever the sword energy went, the black shadows dissipated.
The guards looked at Liang Sheng's movements and were all stunned by Ju, unable to regain their consciousness for a long time.
The red dress was spread on the floor, the purple air was flying, the beautiful posture, and the handsome movements. They would never forget that day, nor the bride dancing among the ghosts.
Soon, all the evil ghosts dissipated, and the dark sky became bright again.
Liang Sheng slowly took back the Purple Ming Sword and walked into the sedan chair again.
From beginning to end, not only was the wedding dress in perfect order, even Naxipa's head did not move an inch.
"Take him into the palace."
The cold voice instantly brought back the guards' consciousness.
"no."
The leading guard immediately bowed in response and directed the guards to carry the sedan chair. That respectful attitude was countless times better than the previous indifference.
No matter whether it is Hantian or Luo Bing, the strong are respected. Such a woman who can fight against all the ghosts has to be admired by them.
Ghost King's Mansion, backyard.
"Your Majesty, the princess has arrived at the door."
"锵… "
As soon as Jiang Yi's report sounded, the strings of the piano broke instantly.
Yan Moyang frowned tightly and exerted force on the palms of his legs. The guqin that had just been playing the melodious sound was instantly shattered into pieces.
Jiang Yi immediately lowered his head, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and kept mourning for Liang Sheng in his heart.
The guards who welcomed the bride carried Liang Sheng to the gate of the Ghost Prince's Mansion, and the princes who were originally in the main hall heard the commotion and walked out together.
"Why doesn't Sixth Brother come?"
Yan Shengyu said impatiently while staring closely at the sedan chair.
So what does Miss Shui's family look like? Is it ugly or not
Thinking like that, Yan Shengyu couldn't help but stretch his legs towards the sedan curtain.
Yan Shengyuan and Yan Shengyi saw Yan Shengyu's actions in their eyes, but they did not stop him and were even happy to see the results.
Yan Yunling's expression was indifferent, with no emotion visible.
However, Yan Qingxuan and Yan Jinyu frowned at the same time.
Just as Yan Qingxuan was about to shout out, he saw a flash of silver light.
With a "ding" sound, a big knife was inserted into the sedan door.
Yan Shengyu immediately shrank his legs. Looking at the silver-colored sword, his calves couldn't help but feel a little weak.
"Six... Brother Six..."
Everyone came to their senses instantly and turned around together.
Seeing Yan Moyang, Yan Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid that the boy wouldn't come and kick the sedan door.
A cold light quickly flashed across Yan Shengyuan's eyes.
Judging from his strength just now, it didn't look like anything was wrong. It seemed that Zhongdong really wanted to give him a try.
Yan Shengyuan glanced at Yan Shengyi meaningfully, and Yan Shengyi immediately nodded knowingly.
Ignoring everyone's gazes, Yan Moyang walked towards the sedan chair step by step.