Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 254 Getting Married (First Update)
Su Jie is staying peacefully in the Han Mansion.

Ning Xinyue, who is always far away from Xiao Feng, is looking for opportunities together.

However, Qi Shijian is really a seasoned dog licker, and he almost never leaves Mo Shiyao's side.

Especially after Mo Shiyao was injured, she kept circling around others.

As the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou, Mo Shiyao always had many suitors around her, and many righteous disciples often followed her, so Su Jie never found an opportunity.

Su Jie could only wait for the opportunity and temporarily live in Han Mansion.

Since that night, there have been no deaths in Han Mansion, and everything has changed for the better.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the whole Han family became more and more festive, with red decorations everywhere, because the day for Han Ruyan to marry King Nanjing was coming.

In the boudoir, Han Ruyan sat in front of the mirror.

The maids responsible for dressing up looked at the young lady in the mirror. Even though they were women, they all felt sincerely amazed.

There were also mighty armored men holding melons, melons, sticks, ceremonial knives, stirrups, bone buds, gold knots and other ceremonial guards. Then there were jade chariots, gold chariots, elephant chariots and leather chariots, and ten precious elephants. There are four head and static whips, and three hundred horses.

Mother Han caressed her daughter and covered her with a red hijab with her own hands.

"Don't cry. It won't look good if you spend your time crying. You married with a high profile. Don't be as fragile as my mother."

In the distance, there was the sound of intensive horse hooves.

At the gate of Han Mansion, someone lowered their voice excitedly, and there was also a commotion among relatives and friends nearby.

In the venue, there is a giant walking sedan chair specially used by the royal family, which is more than one foot high, with red painted pillars, cloud-shaped carvings, enamel leaves, gold-plated copper orbs on the top of the carriage and vermilion curtains, shining in the sunshine of May. It is shining brightly, dazzling the eyes, and extremely noble and majestic.

Outside the Han Mansion, the place was even more lively. Han Jinghuan was waiting here personally to welcome the arrival of King Nanjing.

"I'm coming!"

"Miss, Prince Nanjing is coming to welcome you, please prepare quickly."

Han Ruyan's nose felt sour, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

"mother!"

Under the breathless gaze of countless people, a group of flag bearers holding red wedding flags came slowly, followed by groups of fat and strong horses. The sound of the horses' hooves was particularly powerful. The riders carried the guard of honor, Behind him are colorful carts, guide covers, whisks, horses and chairs.

"Daughter! When we get to King Nanjing, we must"

Mother Han touched her daughter's face and while talking, tears fell sadly.

The wedding dress and phoenix crown, combined with Han Ruyan's stunning appearance, which has captivated the whole country, her face is like a peach blossom, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, and she is like a hibiscus emerging from the water, giving her a graceful appearance.

But they saw Han Ruyan wearing a red wedding dress, a golden phoenix crown on her head, a red threaded robe hanging to the ground, a red belt around her waist, and the carved ruffles looked complicated and gorgeous. The bright red wedding dress and the golden phoenix crown complemented each other beautifully.

Someone pushed open the door and entered, and the room immediately became a mess. The maids were putting away the last touches of makeup.

At this time, most of Dongsheng City was alarmed. People stretched their necks and gathered on both sides of the street, just because the grand ceremony for Prince Nanjing's wedding was so huge.

Han Jinghuan calmed down his chaotic thoughts, caressed his brocade robe, and looked at the wedding team that appeared at the end of the street.

Wearing bead chain bracelets on her slender wrists, red cinnabar dotted between her forehead and eyebrows, her little feet trembled slightly, and she wore a pair of red embroidered shoes, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Tsk, tsk, what a pomp."

A group of people stood on the roadside and screamed in surprise when they saw this scene.

"Unfortunately, Miss Han still made the wrong decision." Yu Wenjing's tone was calm. As a member of the Immortal Sect, he seemed unfazed by such a secular scene.

No matter how luxurious and powerful you are, after a hundred years, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that a century-old dynasty, a thousand-year-old family, and a ten thousand-year-old Immortal Sect are superior to the dynasties that occupy a vast area and manage tens of millions of people.

Dynasties will change every few hundred years, and they cannot escape this fateful cycle. However, the Immortal Sect does not care about the secular world and sits high in the sky. It seems that it does not eat the fireworks of the world, but in fact it exists much longer than the dynasty.

"It's such a pity for Sister Han."

Mo Shiyao also shook her head. After all, she did not persuade Han Ruyan to join the sect.

"For such a person, King Nanjing does have cultivation resources and a good foundation. That old man should be in the secret realm."

Xiao Guanglian's eyes flickered, and he noticed that among the welcoming team, there were many soldiers of the fourth and fifth levels of Yunling Realm. These were obviously the guests and foster servants recruited by King Nanjing. There was even an old man among them. Even he couldn't tell the difference. Most of them are monks in the secret realm.

Although the royal family of the Dali Dynasty is lonely, there are still three pounds of nails in a broken ship, and there is still some foundation.

"Brother Su, I'm afraid those righteous disciples will leave after today. When they separate, we will ambush Qi Shijian on his way."

Xiao Feng stood far away on both sides of the steps, and his voice reached Su Jie's ears.

Su Jie nodded slightly. He stood with Ning Xinyue and looked at a tall figure in the wedding team ahead.

This is a man with clear facial features and a calm temperament riding a jade-glazed horse.

He is wearing a gold silk brocade dress, a jade pendant on his waist, and holding a jade ruyi in his hand, exuding a noble and extraordinary aura.

This person is King Nanjing, thank you Wenyi.

"Mr. Taishan, my son-in-law is very polite."

Xie Wenyi got off his horse and held his hands in greeting.

"Haha, Wen Yi is too polite. You and I will be one family from now on, why should we be so different."

Han Jinghuan quickly helped Xie Wenyi up and looked at King Nanjing with increasingly satisfied eyes.

In the past, the Han family was also a powerful family, but later they made a mistake when the new emperor came to power, and they became lonely. King Nanjing will be their biggest support for the Han family to enter the court and temple again.

For Xie Wenyi, through this marriage, he can also have an additional force to speak for himself in the court.

Although the Han family is lonely, the connections he left behind in the past are still there, and he has blood ties with many aristocratic families in the capital. These will become his strength in the future.

The two of them chatted for a while, and after Xie Wenyi followed the rules and asked for help,
Han Ruyan was also helped out.

"This wedding dress is so beautiful."

Ning Xinyue's mouth opened slightly, and she saw Han Ruyan wearing a phoenix crown and fine embroidered gold silk wedding dress. The phoenix tail skirt swayed in the wind, her slender waist, exposed jade hands and snowy neck, and her fair skin. , like buds in spring.

The quiet and gentle temperament seems to have stepped out of the painting, making it unforgettable once you take a look at it.

"I'm envious. You are only a few years old, but you are still thinking about wearing a wedding dress."

Su Jie touched Ning Xinyue's head and said funny.

"I'm eighteen, okay."

Ning Xinyue puffed up her cheeks and slapped Su Jie's big hand away.

(End of this chapter)