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Chapter 244 Wedding Day
Lin Shuzheng coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you wait at the door?"

Jing Moye waved his hand and said, "No need, I will personally take Shu Ying out."

Before he came, he was very worried, fearing that she would try to escape in the past few days.

The reason why he lifted her red hijab as soon as he came in was because he was afraid that the person under the red hijab was not her, but one of her magic tricks.

After all, there are countless magic methods in Xuanmen, and all kinds of methods are simply unimaginable to those who are not practitioners of Xuanmen.

At this moment, when he saw her really standing here, the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

He reached out and gently took her hand and said, "You are so beautiful today."

Feng Shuying chuckled: "Am I not beautiful usually?"

Jing Moye laughed and did not answer the topic.

Although his heart dropped when he saw her appearance just now, he still felt insecure, fearing that she had found some evil spirit to transform into her.

As soon as she spoke, he felt at ease.

Her tone of voice is something no one can imitate.

He picked her up and said, "Let's go back to the palace to worship."

Feng Shuying subconsciously stretched out her hand to hook his neck and said softly: "Before going out, can you help me put the hijab on?"

Jing Moye looked at Qiao Ling, who immediately ran over and covered Feng Shuying's head.

Feng Shuying stretched out her hand and pinched his chest lightly: "Your Majesty took off my hijab like this. It really left no suspense at all."

Of course Jing Moye would not admit the worries he had before coming to the Lin Mansion. He only said: "My princess, you can see her whenever you want."

Feng Shuying snorted lightly and pinched him again.

He chuckled lightly and hugged her tighter: "After today, you will be my king's princess. From now on, we will share weal and woe."

"Something may happen today, but don't be afraid. With me here, I will never let anything happen to you."

"After I enter the palace tomorrow to serve tea to the Imperial Grandmother, I will take you back to the fiefdom."

"Once you get there, no one will make you feel wronged."

Feng Shuying asked him: "Will Emperor Zhaoyuan release you back to your fiefdom?"

Jing Moye's eyebrows were filled with coldness: "If he doesn't let me go, I have to let him go."

After he said this, Feng Shuying couldn't say anything more.

At this moment, she felt that if everything could be as he said, then it would not be impossible to stay with him.

But she soon realized that this was impossible.

Although Jing Moye was powerful, Emperor Zhaoyuan was the king of a country and his empire was already secure. Jing Moye had no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation with him.

For Emperor Zhaoyuan, if he let Jing Moye go at this time, it would be equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain.

With Emperor Zhaoyuan's temperament, it was impossible for him to let such a thing happen.

But she also knew Jing Moye's ability, and he would not make such a promise without any reason. He must have made extremely thorough arrangements.

She then said: "Then the prince must be careful."

After she finished speaking, she took out a peace amulet and put it in his arms, and said softly: "They are so shameless. Just in case, the prince keeps the amulet with him."

Jing Moye was a little surprised, because this was the first time she took the initiative to care about him after they met.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he turned to look at her. Her face was covered by a red cloth and her expression could not be seen clearly, but he felt very warm in his heart.

He said quietly: "Don't worry, I promised you that I will have a lot of children with you."

"The child hasn't been born yet, so I will never let anything happen to me."

Feng Shuying: "..." She couldn't accept this.

She once again regretted her previous quarrel in front of him, and now she felt embarrassed hearing it.

The peace charm she gave him was real, because she felt the breath of danger when she woke up early this morning.

This aura became even stronger when she saw Jing Moye.

Her physique is relatively special and her personal aura is extremely strong.

Although she wanted to escape from the capital, she didn't want Jing Moye to die.

She couldn't help him with force. She could only protect his health with metaphysics so that he wouldn't be plotted against.

When the two walked to the door, the sound of firecrackers was loud.

Jing Moye did not put her into the sedan chair, but carried her directly onto the horse.

Feng Shuying was a little surprised: "Why don't you take the sedan chair?"

Jing Moye replied: "It's not safe to sit in a sedan chair. I will take you directly back to my home."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She felt that he had taken precautions to the extreme today.

She didn't feel nervous at first, but now she became nervous.

Lin Shu was at the door and saw this scene. He let out a long sigh and said, "There are really no rules at all."

It's just that Feng Shuying left the Lin Mansion. For him, his mission was completed.

At this moment, he just wanted to burn a stick of incense and treat it as a farewell to the God of Plague.

The firecrackers at the door exploded even more powerfully, and smoke rose. Jing Moye led Feng Shuying into the alley next to him.

With a wave of his hand, a black robe covered her body.

He pulled on the horse again, and a black coat was pulled out. He quickly put it on his body, covering his wedding robe.

When the thick fog cleared, the sedan chair got up. A guard who looked somewhat similar to Jing Moye, dressed in red and riding a tall horse, led the team towards the palace.

Lin Shuzheng was not in front and could not see Jing Moye's face clearly, but the figure belonged to Jing Moye.

He thought he had seen it wrong and rubbed his eyes. Someone was there immediately and the wedding sedan was lifted up.

He felt that just now when the smoke started to rise, Jing Moye sent Feng Shuying into the wedding sedan.

He felt something in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. He saw Feng Shuying's spectacular dowry, which was all his money.

His body ached and his heart ached, so he turned back to the Lin Mansion without seeing anything.

At this time, Jing Moye had already taken Feng Shuying into a side alley and took a detour back to the palace from the other side.

Feng Shuying pulled off the red hijab on her face, poked her head out of his arms and said, "The prince is still thoughtful."

Jing Moye said quietly: "It's okay, but today is our happy day, and I don't want to see blood."

Feng Shuying chuckled lightly, leaned into his arms and said, "But this road doesn't seem very safe either."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw many people in black walking out of the alley next to her.

Jing Moye's eyes narrowed slightly: "No, it's still safe, we just need to see some blood."

The next moment, she heard the sound of bowstrings, and the men in black were shot dead before they could react.

Feng Shuying's eyes widened and he turned to look at Jing Moye, his eyebrows raised slightly: "These people are really ignorant."

"No matter what Emperor Zhaoyuan wants to do today, he can't stop me from marrying you."

"Hold me tightly, we will go back home to get married now!"