If I send you to join the army and marry a woman, will you conquer the Empress?

Seeing Qin Feng's current appearance, Li Xuanba and Yue Shan both felt a chill run down their spines.

They know.

Your Highness, you have truly decided to kill me!

Moreover, it was an unprecedented and the most extreme murderous intent!

"Pass on my orders!"

Qin Feng's voice became incredibly clear and incredibly cold at this moment.

"The wedding will proceed as planned! No changes are permitted!"

"What?!"

Yue Shan was horrified: "Your Highness, you mustn't! The opponent is a Martial Saint! In that situation, what if..."

"There's no 'what if'."

Qin Feng interrupted him directly, his eyes filled with absolute confidence.

"He won't make a move unless he does."

"If he dares to make a move, it will be his death!"

He turned to look at Li Xuanba and Yue Shan, his eyes gleaming with calculation.

"I, the king, will turn the tables on you!"

"Wasn't he planning to deliver a fatal blow to me during the wedding ceremony?"

"Then I, Your Majesty, will not even give him a chance to make a move!"

Qin Feng began making arrangements overnight.

One precise and deadly command after another was issued from his mouth.

"Li Xuanba, tomorrow you will take five hundred of your most elite Xuanjia Guards, disguised as guests, and blend into the crowd. Once the assassins make their move, your only task is—"

A murderous glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

"Seal off all escape routes! Don't let a single one escape!"

"Your humble servant obeys!"

Li Xuanba excitedly accepted the order.

"Yue Shan!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

"You will personally lead three thousand Heavenly Strategy Army soldiers to ambush around the Hall of Supreme Harmony. At my signal to smash the cup, immediately seal off the entire palace and surround and annihilate all assassins!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Also, notify the secret guards to keep a close watch on Murong Yan. I need to know his every move and every word!"

"..."

That night, the entire Regent's Palace transformed into a high-speed war machine.

A comprehensive net, designed to target assassins, was swiftly woven together.

And all of this was done quietly.

Outside, everything remains peaceful.

No one knows what terrifying danger lurks behind tomorrow's grand wedding.

After all the arrangements were in place, the sky was beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

Qin Feng stood by the window, hands behind his back, gazing at the brightly lit imperial palace in the distance.

A chilling smirk played at the corners of his mouth.

"Murong Yan, I have prepared a 'gift' for you that you will never forget."

"I hope you like it."

……

Its daybreak.

When the first rays of dawn tore through the night and illuminated the capital, the entire city instantly erupted in excitement!

"Thump—thump—thump—"

The deep, melodious sound of bells came from the depths of the palace, resounding through the sky.

The royal wedding is officially beginning!

The long street was packed with people, and the streets were deserted.

The people spontaneously knelt on both sides of the street, welcoming the honor guard, which symbolized supreme glory, with the utmost piety.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Imperial Guards, clad in golden armor and wielding long halberds, stood guard on both sides, their imposing presence and overwhelming momentum striking.

One hundred and eighty palace maids, carrying flower baskets, scattered bright red petals all over the long street, filling the air with fragrance.

At the very center of the honor guard, Qin Feng, dressed in a robe adorned with nine pythons and wearing a purple-gold crown, rode a magnificent white warhorse, exuding extraordinary heroism and awe-inspiring presence!

He simply sat calmly on his horse, and his domineering aura that looked down upon the world captivated and impressed countless people!

Behind him was the magnificent phoenix palanquin carried by sixty-four men.

Through the gossamer-thin, bright yellow gauze curtain, one could vaguely see Empress Fuyao, adorned in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, sitting gracefully within. Her breathtakingly beautiful face, illuminated by the rosy glow of the sunset, was stunning.

"Welcome, Your Majesty! Welcome, Your Highness the Regent!"

"Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty! Long live the Prince!"

The cheers were deafening, wave after wave, converging into a sound that could shake the heavens and the earth.

Qin Feng wore a faint smile and waved to the people on both sides from time to time.

Swish!

His gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the second floor of a restaurant in the distance.

There, Prince Murong Yan of Northern Yan was holding a wine cup, watching all of this with a smile on his face.

His smile looked so gentle and sincere.

But Qin Feng could clearly see the fleeting glint of resentment and pleasure deep in his eyes.

It's as if you're watching a death row inmate about to be executed.

Qin Feng's lips curled up slightly as he raised his wine glass in return, offering a distant toast to him.

Then, he drank it all in one gulp.

Murong Yan's pupils contracted slightly, and the smile on her face stiffened for a moment.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a strange palpitation.

……

The honor guard marched on and finally arrived at the Hall of Supreme Harmony, where the ceremony was to be held.

In the square in front of the palace, officials paid homage and envoys from all over the world had been waiting for a long time.

Queen Jiang Ruoshui of Nanzhao, dressed in her finest attire, stood at the very front of the envoy procession.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the man who dismounted from his horse and walked towards her step by step.

Today, he is so dazzling, so radiant.

In Jiang Ruoshui's heart, there was joy, blessings, and also a trace of bitterness that she herself did not want to admit.

She knew that from this day forward, this man would belong entirely to another woman.

Qin Feng, holding Fuyao's hand, walked up the ninety-nine white jade steps and entered the solemn and majestic Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere was both solemn and warm.

Envoys from various countries presented gifts and offered words of praise and blessings.

Murong Yan also stepped forward and personally presented a congratulatory gift wrapped in a brocade box.

"Murong Yan of Northern Yan congratulates Her Majesty the Empress and His Highness the Regent on their marriage! May they be forever united and grow old together!"

His voice was loud and sincere.

If one hadn't known about his plot beforehand, anyone would probably have been fooled by his superb acting skills.

Qin Feng accepted the gift, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled meaningfully.

"Thank you for your congratulatory gift, Your Highness."

"I have also prepared a return gift for you, which you will receive shortly."

Murong Yan sneered inwardly.

return gift?

You can collect it after you've gone to hell!

The elaborate rituals were carried out step by step.

Finally, the most crucial moment has arrived.

The Minister of Rites, in his booming voice, loudly proclaimed:

"The auspicious time has arrived!"

"The newlyweds—the wedding ceremony—"

Before the words were even finished!

An unexpected change occurred!

A chilling, bone-piercing killing intent, as if emanating from the deepest hell, suddenly erupted from the crowd without warning!

The temperature in the entire hall seemed to plummet to freezing point in that instant!

A murderous aura surged skyward!

Dozens of black, ghostly figures, like demons crawling out of hell, suddenly rose up from the crowd of onlookers!

Their movements were lightning fast, and their teamwork was impeccable!

A group of people headed straight for Empress Fuyao!

Another group, armed with poisoned blades, attacked the surrounding civil and military officials, intending to create the greatest chaos in an instant!

The one in the lead was the most terrifying!

He appeared out of thin air, silently and without a sound, right behind Qin Feng.

There were no weapons, and no unnecessary movements.

Only one seemingly ordinary hand, yet containing world-destroying power, imprinted itself on Qin Feng's back with a chilling aura of death!

This was a fatal blow from a Martial Saint!

"Qin Feng, prepare to die!"