The lobby is decorated as a wedding hall.
In the wedding hall, Yao Lie looked at the prince Li Bin and the human tribe's eldest princess Li Baishuang in their seats. His eyes were evil, and he stretched out his tongue to lick his chapped lips, not hiding his murderous intent.
Li Bin felt Yao Lie's murderous intention, but Li Bin, the human prince, did not take Yao Lie's murderous intention to heart.
Li Baishuang, on the other hand, pulled Li Bin's sleeve and said softly, "Good nephew, be careful about Yao Lie, he is not in the right state."
Li Bin smiled and shook his head, "Auntie, you are overthinking. Today is the wedding day of Yao Lie and Mingzhu. Even if he hates his father and me as the prince, he will never attack us today."
Li Baishuang looked at Li Bin and advised, "My dear nephew, you are good at everything, but you are too kind. You don't mean to hurt others, but others may not mean to hurt you, so you must be careful."
Li Bin smiled and said nothing.
Li Baishuang didn't try to persuade him any more. Looking at Yao Lie, Li Baishuang was always a little uneasy, fearing that Yao Lie would suddenly take action against Li Bin, his nephew. Li Baishuang knew how much Yao Lie hated the Human Emperor. The possibility of Yao Lie killing Li Bin was too high, and it might even involve his own son. After all, his son was also from the royal family.
Thinking of this, Li Baishuang felt a little restless.
In the wedding hall, Yao Lie was dressed in a bright red robe, dressed as a groom. His eyes swept over Li Bin and Li Baishuang, and he temporarily suppressed the strong murderous intention in his heart.
Not urgent!
Li Bin deserves to die, and so does Li Baishuang. But now is not the time to kill them. When the wedding is completed, he will go on a killing spree. The ones he will kill will still be the current prince and the current eldest princess. I think these people who come to the wedding banquet will definitely feel this. To fear?
Unknowingly, Yao Lie's eyes were stained with blood.
Yan Cheng and Yuan Bao also entered the wedding hall. Seeing Yao Lie dressed as the bridegroom, Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment, then chuckled at Yuan Bao and said, "Mingzhu has indeed found a suitable husband."
Yuan Bao looked at Yao Lie in the wedding hall. He took two steps back and grasped Yan Cheng's sleeves tightly, as if this could bring him some sense of security. "Brother Acheng, I don't know why, but that man looked at me with such a dangerous look. , I feel like he wants to eat me.”
Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Indeed, he also felt that something was wrong with Yao Lie dressed as a groom, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, but he had such a feeling in his heart for no reason.
Wang Jili greeted his relatives and friends to enter the wedding hall, then walked up to Wang Mingzhu, who was wearing a red hijab, and Yao Lie, who was dressed as the groom's official attire. He lowered his voice and said, "Good daughter, good son-in-law, everyone is basically here, and the wedding can be held. Already?"
Under the red hijab, Wang Mingzhu looked expectantly and nodded with shy happiness, "It's all up to daddy."
Yao Lie licked his lips and said, "It all depends on my father-in-law."
Wang Jili walked to the middle of the wedding hall, with a smile on his face, and said loudly, "Dear relatives and friends, dear friends, and fellow villagers, today is a happy day for my daughter Mingzhu to get married. Thank you all for giving me Wang Jili a chance to attend the wedding banquet. ..."
Wang Jili was still chattering. Yan Cheng looked at Xizhou and didn't see his mother, so he pulled an old man from the same village behind him and asked, "Uncle Wang, have you seen my mother? Today, Mingzhu is getting married, and the village Everyone here is here, why didn’t my mother come? Didn’t Uncle Jili invite my mother? Or is my mother unwilling to come to Mingzhu’s wedding banquet?”
The old man who was called Uncle Wang by Yan Cheng was a little afraid to face Yan Cheng's eyes. He hesitated and couldn't explain why.
Around him, the people in the same village as Yan Cheng looked at him strangely and kept silent.
In the center of the wedding hall, Wang Jili noticed something unusual on Yan Cheng's side. His expression changed, and the panic in his eyes quickly dimmed. He spoke loudly to Yan Cheng, "Ah Cheng, Mingzhu is very happy today, can you wait a moment?" I want to have a few more drinks with Uncle Ji Li.”
Yan Cheng, who was distracted by Wang Jili, quickly stood up and said with a naive smile, "Uncle Jili, Mingzhu and I grew up together. Today is Mingzhu's happy day. I am also happy that Mingzhu has found her right husband. I’ll have a great time drinking with you later.”
Wang Jili smiled and nodded, but his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Under the red hijab, Wang Mingzhu also heard Yan Cheng's voice, and couldn't help but feel confused. Apparently, she also thought of Yan Cheng's old mother who was imprisoned in a dark prison.
Yan Cheng didn't think much about it. At most, he thought that his mother didn't like Mingzhu breaking the engagement and getting married, so he didn't come to Mingzhu's wedding banquet.
In the dark prison of Luanchuan County.
With a creak, the iron door of the cell was opened.
The county magistrate, Wang Dahai, held a torch and looked at Aunt Yan, whose face was black with a trace of death and she was completely thin and disfigured. His eyelids jumped.
Although he knew that the black jail was a place for torturing prisoners, Wang Dahai never thought that in just half a month, the black jail could torture Aunt Yan to this point.
Quickly walking up to Aunt Yan, Wang Dahai had a flattering smile on his face, and said with an apologetic smile, "Mrs. Yan, it was all a misunderstanding before, and I didn't mean to put you in a dark prison. Don't argue with me."
"Mrs. Yan, what do you think of this? I offer you a thousand taels of silver to express my apology, but you should not take this matter to heart."
Aunt Yan turned her numb eyes to look at Wang Dahai, her eyes a little brighter, and asked in a hoarse and weak voice, "Is my Ah Cheng back?"
Wang Dahai was stunned for a moment, then nodded cautiously, "Mrs. Yan, it is Yan Cheng who is back."
Aunt Yan's eyes finally came to life, but her green and black face still had a lifeless look. She said expressionlessly, "Where is Ah Cheng? I want to see Ah Cheng."
Wang Dahai was a little embarrassed, "Mrs. Yan, you can see me if you want, but you have to promise me not to care about this matter."
Aunt Yan looked at Wang Dahai, with mockery in her eyes, and nodded slightly, "Take me to see Acheng. As long as you see Acheng, I won't care about putting me in a dark prison."
Wang Dahai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mrs. Yan, please come with me. I will take you to change clothes and eat something, and then go to see your son."
Aunt Yan shook her head and said in a calm voice, "I don't want to change clothes now, let alone eat. I just want to see Acheng, and I just want to see my son. If you don't let me see Acheng, I will die for you."
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I will take you to see your son right now."
Wang Dahai was startled, with cold sweat on his forehead, and nodded hurriedly. He never knew that a country woman could give him such a strong sense of oppression.
Wang Dahai quickly asked people to unshackle Aunt Yan's hands and feet, and carefully accompanied Aunt Yan out of the prison to the house purchased by Wang Jili not far away.
The luxurious house was decorated with red silk everywhere, and the musicians played trumpets and suonas, making the atmosphere in the house extremely festive.
Wang Jili was sitting in a high position, looking at the newlywed couple below. Sweat was dripping from his forehead unconsciously. Although he had a smile on his face, he always felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.
