The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 286
Feng Wuxie was supported by the little maid back to the wedding bed, and carefully pinched her legs. Seeing her honest face, Feng Wuxie asked, "Did someone come here just now?"

The maid shook her head blankly: "The servant has been guarding the door all the time, and has never seen anyone approaching."

He didn't expect that he was a poisonous person, and he was still walking with him.

Who on earth is so bold as to break into the queen's wedding room?

And from the tone of that person, it seemed that he still knew Jun Yeli, and the two seemed to have enmity, but what Feng Wuxie couldn't figure out was that.

Since there is hatred, why not kill yourself directly, but use such an insulting method?

It seems that this question can only be asked by Jun Yeli.

Feng Wuxie couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and he didn't know how many enemies Jun Yeli had, and they actually came to make trouble on their wedding night.

Seeing that Feng Wuxie was a little distracted, the little maid reminded her in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, let's go out."

Feng Wuxie nodded, and the little maid carefully covered her with a red hijab, and helped her out.

Because of Ruanjinsan, Feng Wuxie felt like she was stepping on a ball of cotton. Just now, she used her internal force to suppress the toxin in her body. Taking advantage of such a short time, she hurt the man. Now the toxin is poisoning her I couldn't hold it anymore, and my whole body softened into a puddle of mud.

The little palace lady seemed to feel it too, but she didn't think about it, she just felt that the new queen was not as powerful as the rumors, she was no different from an ordinary woman.

It was rumored outside that she rescued Emperor Chu who was trapped in the palace with only a small team, entered Yanxun Mountain, captured the bandit village, and defeated a hundred with one.

But seeing her so fragile, I'm afraid it's an exaggeration by outsiders.

Feng Wuxie was helped onto a bridal sedan chair carried by 16 people. The curtain made of glass beads blocked the scenery outside, and people could only see the faint figure sitting inside the bridal sedan chair through the gap in the curtain.

The palace ladies and eunuchs in front lined up in two columns, leading the way with palace lanterns in their hands, and a large number of imperial guards behind them were responsible for the surrounding safety.

The bridal sedan went smoothly all the way, and arrived at the palace gate not long after.

The vermilion palace door was wide open, and the two sides of the door were already full of court ladies and eunuchs who came to welcome them, when they saw Feng Wuxie's motorcade approaching.

All of them knelt down on the ground, shouting to greet the empress Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose.

The voice of the mountain has been transmitted from the entrance of the palace to the entrance of the new palace. As the convoy slowly entered, the entire palace was immersed in an unprecedented joy.

Feng Wuxie was sitting in the sedan chair, holding Yu Ruyi in his hands, with a happy smile on his lips.

Not long after, the sedan chair stopped at the entrance of the royal palace, and Jun Yeli was standing on the long jade steps in a bright red wedding dress from afar through the bead curtain.

Almost all the court ladies were attracted by the noble temperament of the new king. Even though they lowered their heads, their hearts were so nervous that they would die.

Jun Yeli had long been standing on the high steps waiting for the Queen's car to drive him. With one hand behind his back, he kept clenching and loosening his fingers, so that his palms were covered with sweat.

The light from the bright red lanterns is gentle and charming, covering the entire imperial city in a sea of ​​red, making people feel like a dream, and it always feels that all this is unreal.

It wasn't until the moment he saw Feng Wuxie sitting in the bridal sedan chair that Jun Yeli's heart relaxed, and there was a deep smile on his brows and eyes.

It turned out that all this was not a dream, it was real, he was going to get married, with his favorite woman.

Pulling up the golden bow in his hand, Jun Yeli strung the string and let go, the red arrow hit the red flower on the roof of the sedan chair, and he walked down the steps slowly.

Walking to the sedan chair, she stretched out her slender fingers and said with a smile, "Queen, please get off the sedan chair."

The little white hand rested on Jun Yeli's big hand, soft as if boneless, the glazed bead curtain was lifted by the maid, Feng Wuxie took Jun Yeli's hand and stepped off the sedan chair.

Immediately, Jun Yeli felt something was wrong with Feng Wuxie, his eyes darkened, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes, but when he saw Feng Wuxie's eyes as clear as a mountain spring, he regained his composure.

Anyone who dares to attack Wu Xie when he gets married will definitely not let him go.

Feng Wuxie's legs were weak and it was difficult to walk at all.

Those who came to the new king's wedding tonight included princes, ministers, and envoys from all over the world, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

If the queen fell to the ground because her feet were weak, it would definitely become a big joke.

When Feng Wuxie was feeling anxious, he felt a deep internal force coming from his body, and his physical strength suddenly became abundant.

She suddenly looked up, and saw Jun Yeli Wuruo Chenyu's eyes: "Let's go, my queen."

Feng Wuxie nodded, and the two walked towards the palace together.

On the 99 steps, the two walked very solemnly at every step, and everyone knelt at their feet wherever they went.

Shouting in his mouth, long live the emperor, long live, long live, and the queen is a thousand years old.

The momentum is mighty, and it goes straight to nine days away.

After going through a series of complicated etiquettes, Feng Wuxie was sent to Chaofeng Palace, where she was the only one sitting on the big wedding bed.

She clutched her chest in fear. If Jun Yeli hadn't noticed her strangeness just now, she might have made a fool of herself at the wedding ceremony.

Thinking of the person who poisoned her, Feng Wuxie's heart couldn't help sinking a little. It's really abominable that this person has such vicious intentions.

Footsteps came from the door, Feng Wuxie looked up, and saw Jun Yeli coming to her bedroom like a gust of wind.

Before Feng Wuxie could make a sound, Jun Yeli asked anxiously, "How is it? Are you feeling better now?"

Feng Wuxie nodded: "It's much better."

"I'm sorry for making you suffer." Jun Yeli said apologetically, holding Feng Wuxie's hand.

"Why do you say that? You and I are now husband and wife, we share weal and woe, how can we say sorry?" Feng Wuxie said calmly.

He didn't take the assassin's matter to heart at all, but the more Feng Wuxie was like this, the more sad Jun Yeli felt.

He hugged Feng Wuxie into his arms, and said emotionally: "I will never let anyone hurt you again."

"Then what if you hurt me?" Feng Wuxie asked deliberately.

Jun Yeli took her little hand, pressed it on his chest, moved it a little to the left, and said, "My heart is different from normal people. If you want me to die completely, your sword hand must Go left."

It was obviously just a joke, but Feng Wuxie panicked when he heard it, and quickly pulled out his hand: "It's a happy day, how do you say such a thing?"

Jun Yeli smiled softly, and hugged Feng Wuxie in his arms: "I'm most afraid of you leaving me, if that's the case, I'd rather die by your hands."

Thinking of one more thing, when he was about to tell Feng Wuxie, he heard the eunuch in charge outside say: "Your Majesty, the envoys from all countries are waiting in the hall, please move your Majesty and Empress."

Jun Yeli frowned slightly, feeling annoyed at being interrupted, and said impatiently, "I'll go later."

Seeing that Feng Wuxie was still wearing a heavy wedding dress, Jun Yeli's expression softened all of a sudden: "My husband, help you change into some light clothes."

After saying that, regardless of whether Feng Wuxie agreed or disagreed, he just took care of her to untie her clothes.

Feng Wuxie shrugged it off a little embarrassedly, but thinking that the two were already husband and wife, wouldn't it be too much for her to be hypocritical.

But she stopped moving, and obediently asked Jun Yeli to change her clothes.

After a lot of work, Feng Wuxie's little face was flushed red, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on Jun Yeli's forehead.

He originally wanted to be courteous, but he didn't expect that this would become torture for him.

After finally changing his clothes, sweat was already streaming down his forehead.

When Jun Yeli appeared in the hall with Feng Wuxie, the eyes of the envoys and everyone from various countries naturally fell on the two of them.

Naturally, the envoys came to congratulate the new king on his great wedding, and according to the usual practice, they would present gifts to the new king.

In order to show their sincerity, the various envoys are also secretly competing with each other, for fear of being compared by other small countries.

Thousand-year-old coral pendants, fist-sized luminous pearls, and precious dragon gauze are all rare treasures in the world.

Feng Wuxie maintained a decent smile on his face, his face was almost hard to laugh, but he was thinking in his heart how these people know how to take some vulgar things, it makes her very boring to watch.

His eyes fell on the guest table, but he saw Zhao Pingzheng and Feng Qingyun talking and laughing, Zhaoping's liveliness and Feng Qingyun's indifference, the two were actually able to talk together.

Maybe this is fate.

Looking at Du Chun and Bai Xiao again, the two of them were drinking too much, chatting and laughing from time to time, very happy.

The envoys below were still offering presents in turn, Feng Wuxie simply deserted and left everything to Jun Yeli to deal with.

All she has to do is keep smiling.

Jun Yeli also seemed to feel Feng Wuxie's boredom, secretly squeezed her fingertips, and whispered: "Be patient, it's almost over."

Feng Wuxie let out a long breath, straightened his back, and pulled himself together.

At this time, the eunuch's shrill voice came from outside the door: "Prince Dongwen has arrived..."

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Xichu and Dongwen have always been in harmony with each other.

Neither friendly nor hostile.

But when Jun Yeli got married, Dongwen's prince unexpectedly arrived without any news in advance.

Is his coming a blessing or a curse?

The expressions of everyone in the audience fell into Feng Wuxie's eyes, and she secretly thought, who is this Prince Dongwen.

Why did the whole hall hear it as if they had met a plague god?
After all, Feng Wuxie is not from this world, and she doesn't know much about the things here. When she was about to ask Jun Yeli, she saw his face suddenly darken.

Feng Wuxie had never seen Jun Yeli so serious before, it seemed that the prince of Dongwen was quite capable.

A tall figure walked in from outside the hall, and the golden silk embroidered cloud patterns on the dark red clothes were shining brightly under the light.

As he approached, a monstrous face appeared in front of everyone.

The man slanted his eyebrows into his temples, his eyes shone with wisdom like stars, and under the straight bridge of his nose was a pair of apricot-colored thin lips that curled up nicely.

(End of this chapter)