"It's an auspicious time—"

As soon as the salute was fired, the music rang out in unison.

The honor guard lined up in two columns, holding a canopy and a wedding plaque, and the greeting envoy of the Ministry of Rites recited aloud auspicious words such as "good marriage and knot" with a happy face, and then shouted loudly.

"Please get the bride into the sedan chair!"

As soon as the dowry came out of the post house, there were flower girls dressed in red on both sides, carrying candy and wine, and red envelopes containing auspicious money, and as soon as the bride got on the sedan chair, they were distributed one by one. Along the way, from time to time, children come to ask for candy, the flower girls will give it with a smile, and the children will say some auspicious words under the guidance of adults.

The post house is outside the east city, enter the city gate, cross the street and cross the bridge, walk more than ten miles before arriving at the eldest princess's mansion in the city.

It's a long way to go.

Along the way, pedestrians were weaving, stopping to watch, and some people even occupied the best positions on both sides of the road early, waiting to enjoy this prosperous wedding with red makeup.

Nowadays, the kiss is at dusk, when passing the Watergate Bridge, the sky is already a little dark, and last night's rain makes today's sunny day but most of the day is overcast.

On both sides of the Watergate Bridge, there are all onlookers, laughter one after another, the flower girls in the bamboo basket of the joy of sugar sprinkled non-stop, from time to time there are children shuttling between the sugar and picking up auspicious money.

"It's upside down!"

"The sedan chair is upside down, and the two love for a long time!"

"Sprinkle the candy and make it into a mandarin duck."

"Hey! Upside down—"

The sedan chair driver with a red belt turned the sedan chair high on the Watergate Bridge, causing the visitors to scream......

Xin Yi sat in the sedan chair, holding the armrests with both hands, his stomach churning, his whole head was top-heavy, but his eyes were staring at the sedan car door without blinking, and his ears were listening up.

"Gunshot!"

When the bridge fired, there were three shots.

But as soon as the salute was fired, a string of "crackling" firecrackers exploded.

The sound of firecrackers fell on the crowd, like boiling water exploding a pot, the crowd screamed and hurriedly avoided, and for a while people turned on their backs.

Some people are yelling, some people are scolding, but no one knows who made the bad and behaved as a demon at the wedding of the king of Guangling County.

The smoke of gunpowder rose thickly.

In the chaos, firecrackers bloomed everywhere, and bursts of shouts rushed from both sides of the Watergate Bridge.

Only then did people discover that a group of masked black-clothed assassins from nowhere were killing the sedan chairs in the bridge.

"Fu Jiuqu, take your life quickly!"

The crowd screamed and fled, crowded and stampeded.

Xin Yi lifted the hijab and was about to open the sedan curtain to look out, when a big hand reached over and pressed it directly on her head.

"On the day of the wedding, the bride shall not take off her hijab."

Xin Yi was speechless: "Who is it?"

Fu Jiuqu: "The one who sent him to death. Don't be afraid."

Today's king of Guangling County is wearing a vermilion groom robe, with a gold silk auspicious belt at the waist, a gilded black jade crown on his hair, and a sweaty horse with a foot across the saddle.

He stood in front of the sedan chair, and Xin Yi could see his tall back through the sedan curtain.

"Brother Jiu, be careful."

A silver sheath dagger was handed in, and Fu Jiuqu's bony fingers were covered with the green jade wrench.

"Take this."

Xin Yi quickly took the dagger, his palm rubbed against his warm fingertips, his heart was pounding, but his heart was very stable. ….

"I'm not afraid of you."

The sound did not fall, only a whoosh was heard, and the arrow flew from the top of the sedan car, was blocked by Fu Jiuqu's sword, and flew straight towards the pier of the Watergate Bridge, making a dang sound.

"Kill!"

"Brothers, take Fu Jiuqu's head and reward one hundred taels of gold!"

"Kill the Imperial City Eagle Dog!"

"Kill Fu Jiuqu!"

Shouts of killing and shouting came and went.

Xin Yi's heart was beating extremely fast and he frowned, "I want to help you."

Fu Jiuqu smiled lowly, "If it's even the bride."

I can't protect my son, what kind of wife will I Fu Jiuqu marry?"

Sting!

While......

The swords collided, and there was a terrible scream.

The sound of people, horses, firecrackers, and fights was very intense, and Xin Yi's sedan chair swayed around, but he couldn't see anything......

There seemed to be more and more people attacking, and the fighting sound became more and more intense, Xin Yi couldn't see the sword light and sword shadow outside, only felt that the sedan chair was suddenly hit hard, as if it had been smashed by something.

Immediately afterwards, as soon as the sedan curtain opened, before she could react, Fu Jiuqu's long arm had already pulled her into the crook of her arm, and with a strong lift, she sat on the horse, put a big red Xipa on her head, and covered the person in her arms.

"Sit tight!"

Xinyi's world is only red.

She hugged Fu Jiuqu's waist with both hands, listening to the fierce fight of the collision of knives and guns, and her heart rose to her throat.

"Ninth Brother." She quietly clenched her dagger, "Is it coming at us?"

Fu Jiuqu chuckled, "Otherwise?"

Xin Yi: "Divert the tiger from the mountain?"

Fu Jiuqu listened to her voice low and eager, paused briefly, and smiled slowly.

"Don't worry, it won't affect the cave room."

Xin Yi: "......"

When did he think of the cave house?

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Xiangluan Pavilion.

The lights reflected Zhou Yiliu's pale face.

The sharp pain came one after another, and it had begun since she took Wen Po's decoction at noon.

But she didn't send someone to inform Zhao Zhen that today was the wedding of the king of Guangling County, and Zhao Zhen would take Queen Cao to the eldest princess's mansion to eat her nephew's wedding wine, Zhou Yiliu did not receive an invitation, and she was not qualified to go to that feast to watch the ceremony-

It was the wedding reception of the man she loved the most.

But she didn't care anymore.

What she wants to accomplish today is a transformation of fate.

One day, no one will be able to belittle her casually......

"Pain...... Midwife...... My stomach is ...... It hurts......

Zhou Yiliu lay on the bed, holding her stomach and wailing non-stop.

She didn't have a normal seizure and gave birth, because she took the decoction to induce labor, she would be more bitter than others, Wen Po comforted her for a few words, and then took a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, maybe she saw too much, for Zhou Yiliu's pain, Wen Po couldn't see half of sympathy on her face.

"Pain...... How long will it take to ......?"

"It's coming, it's coming." Wen Po was also a little impatient, "If the lady works harder, you can use some more force!"

She grabbed her shoulders and her nails almost dug into her flesh.

"You can't do this, you have to work hard, hurry up!"

"Saw the head. Lady, hurry up, see the head!"

Zhou Yiliu's forehead was dripping with sweat, his eyes were dilated as he looked at the top of the tent, and his lips trembled. ….

"Little Prince...... My little prince is coming......

"Hard! Hard, you!"

"Little Prince...... The Little Prince......... Come here ...... mother",

"Ouch, you're so fast—"

Zhou Yiliu took a deep breath, suddenly bit his lower lip, bit hard, closed his eyes and shouted.

"Ahh

"Wow, wow, wow......" The baby's cry came, making Zhou Yiliu excited, and his body arched stiffly.

"Quick......... Show me!" Zhou Yiliu didn't care about the pain, didn't care about dizziness, stared at Wen Po with wide eyes, "Quickly show me, is it a little prince, is it a little prince......

Wen Po looked at her with some amusement, picked up the baby, raised her ass, and let out a sigh.

"Congratulations to Mrs. Zhou, she is a little princess......

"Little princess?" Zhou Yiliu trembled her lips and stared at the little baby who was red and wrinkled, closed her eyes in disgust, opened them again, tightened the sheets with a cold face, and eagerly ordered Wen Po.

"Quick, hurry up and prepare......

Wen Po picked up the scissors, cut the baby's umbilical cord with force, put it in swaddling clothes and wrapped it casually, and asked without raising her head, "The little princess has been born, what else do you need to prepare?"

Zhou Yiliu looked at Wen Po's wrinkled old face and was stunned.

"What about people? Where are the people you have brought?"

Wen Po smiled again, "Who?"

"Kid. Prince......... Little Prince......"

Zhou Yiliu grabbed her arm, stiffly and forcefully, wide-eyed and gritted his teeth and asked her, "Didn't Zhang Shuzhi explain to you? Didn't you say it all?"

Wen Po sneered, "Isn't the lady afraid she doesn't know? Recently, it has been rumored that the ghost mother eats the child in the Great Xiangguo Temple, and the children of every family are watching closely, which family dares to lose the child? I'm afraid I'm going to die?"

Zhou Yiliu's hands were weak, let go of Wen Po's arms, and fell back.

"You mean...... You, Zhang Shuzhi didn't bring anyone in?"

"My wife is a midwife, but I don't know who to bring in, Zhou Niangzi is crazy after giving birth, isn't her brain clear?"

"What did you say?" Zhou Yiliu buzzed in his head, and suddenly became a little scared.

In normal times, no matter how bold Wen Po is, she would not dare to say such things to her, unless......

Zhou Yiliu lowered his head suddenly, looking at the blood-stained mattress in a daze, the body that was originally numb with pain seemed to have suddenly recovered, and the lower abdomen stabbed sharply.

"Blood...... Fast...... I'm still bleeding...... Help me stop the bleeding......".

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