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When they arrived at the village, Zhu Baishao's appearance attracted the attention of many of Jian Langjun's men. They all said that they had never seen such a beauty, and then congratulated him on the birth of her.

Zhu Baishao's face was pale and her eyes drooped, as if she was deaf and could hear nothing.

Mr. Jian was very proud of himself, but he did not slack off. He did not lock Zhu Baishao up together with Prime Minister Zhu and his family. Instead, he prepared a separate room for her and asked several women in the village to watch over her closely.

The next morning, Mr. Jian brought a bright red wedding dress and some golden crowns and jade hairpins.

The women helped Zhu Baishao put on a wedding dress. The dress was very gorgeous, with ruyi patterns embroidered on it with gold and silver threads, and it was full of colorful colors, like flowing clouds in the sky.

She had a cold face throughout the whole process, not like a bride about to get married, but more like a woman who had lost her husband.

The women looked at each other and wondered why the bride had such a pale face.

So she began to put makeup on her, hoping to use rouge to make her look more beautiful.

In the early morning, Lu Ao and others in the capital of Western Xia also discovered that Zhu Baishao was missing. They woke up Liu Xiang who was still sleeping, and found out that Zhu Baishao had slipped away last night.

"How can she be so willful and reckless!" The Xixia Emperor looked angry, but there was more worry in his eyes.

Lu Ao helped Liu Xiang up and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, there is no time to lose. We should leave as soon as possible! Otherwise, it will be too late!"

"Yes! We have to hurry over there!" Liu Xiang felt a little guilty. She was careless.

The group rode towards Qingfeng on horseback.

Prime Minister Zhu and his wife, as well as Zhu Jing, were all dressed in festive clothes, which made the faces of the three of them change drastically.

"What's going on?! What's going on? Why do you have to change our clothes?" Zhu Jing struggled hard, but unfortunately he was poisoned by the cartilage powder and had no strength in his body.

The woman who changed her clothes held him down with one hand and said with a smile, "Today is a good day for you and Miss Zhu to get married! As your uncle, you should dress festively!"

Zhu Jing was horrified and shouted, "Miss Zhu? Which Miss Zhu?"

The woman tied the belt around his waist and said with a chuckle, "My uncle, you are joking. Apart from Zhu Baishao, who else could it be, Miss Zhu?"

"Uncle? Don't call me uncle! Damn you! If you have the guts, come at me! Why are you making things difficult for Bai Shao?!"

After hearing him yelling endlessly, the woman's smile disappeared, her face turned grim, and she struck Zhu Jing with a palm, knocking him unconscious.

"Anyway, my husband said that as long as you get through, it will be fine, but he didn't say that you have to wake up."

Prime Minister Zhu closed his eyes helplessly, sighing in his heart, Bai Shao finally came...

The snowy cliffs of Qingfeng Mountain were already very different from yesterday.

A long red brocade blanket was spread on the white snow, and the bare trees on the cliff were covered with rouge-red gauze, gently fluttering in the cold wind, like red clouds in the sea of ​​clouds.

Even the several blooming plum trees were hung with red silk flowers, which looked very festive and lively.

As time approached noon, Prime Minister Zhu and others were carried to sit on the main seats, looking at the red carpet in the snow with complicated eyes.

Zhu Jing tilted his head and was sleeping soundly.

When Zhu Baishao, wearing a red veil, stepped on the red carpet step by step, the snow that had accumulated for many years under the red carpet made a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

She walked slowly, thinking of Nanzhu in the Snake Valley and the warm moments she had spent with him. She couldn't help but exude a sad atmosphere as thin as silk and mist, and tears fell silently.

Although Prime Minister Zhu and his wife could not see her face, they recognized her when they saw her figure. They were both saddened and their eyes were filled with tears.

Mr. Jian was wearing a bright red robe, a white jade belt around his waist, a white jade crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked handsome and elegant.

Looking at the graceful figure walking towards him step by step, his smile was particularly bright.

Two months ago at Fengyun Inn, the beautiful woman who said that she was the only one in the world and who was as bright as the rising sun, would eventually become his wife.

In the sky above the snow cliff, dark clouds were rolling.

Watching the ceremony were Jian Langjun's men and friends. They took out suona and other musical instruments to play. For a moment, the usually deserted and quiet Qingfeng Snow Cliff became more lively with the atmosphere of fireworks.

When Lu Ao and the others who were almost at the top of the mountain heard the sound of musical instruments, their faces changed. Lu Ao immediately said, "Xiang'er and I will go ahead, you guys come quickly!"

After saying that, he and Liu Xiang sped up at the same time, and disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.

No matter how slowly Zhu Baishao walked, she would eventually finish walking on this long red brocade carpet.

When she stood next to Jian Langjun, someone came forward to preside over the wedding.

"Auspicious times wait for no one. Today is the wedding day of Mr. Jian and Miss Zhu. Without further ado, let's get straight to the point."

"Worship heaven and earth."

Jian Langjun's face was all smiles, but Zhu Baishao had a cold expression under her red veil.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Prime Minister Zhu and his wife, who were sitting at the top and unable to move, were trembling all over. His wife even had tears in her eyes and her lips were trembling slightly. Unfortunately, they had their mute points pressed and could not make any sound.

Zhu Baishao thought of Nanzhu and wondered if he had seen the letter. It was a pity that she might have to break her promise.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

As the man shouted, a strong wind suddenly blew and blew away Zhu Baishao's red veil, which floated and fell under the cliff.

Everyone first exclaimed, and then all turned their eyes to Zhu Baishao. Seeing her appearance, the people from the martial arts world who came here to watch the ceremony and saw her appearance for the first time were all startled.

Her face was lightly powdered, but her snow-white cheeks were slightly pale. Her eyes were like grass leaves covered with frost and dew, and she looked chilly. However, the teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes and her lips were as black as ink and as red as blood, giving her a breathtaking coldness.

Zhu Baishao raised her eyes and met Prime Minister Zhu and his wife, both of whom had sorrowful expressions on their faces. The eyes of the three of them were filled with helplessness and grief, feeling helpless and resentful of the injustice of the world.

During the wedding ceremony, the red veil was blown off by the strong wind, which was a bad sign.

But when Jian Langjun saw her face, the phrase "snow-wrapped jade bud" suddenly emerged in his mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction, and he smiled and said, "It seems that God is also jealous of me and wants to see my wife's peerless beauty."

The visitor immediately burst into laughter.

"Go on." Mr. Jian didn't want to delay and gestured to the person who was presiding over the wedding.

"Couple greetings!"

Zhu Baishao's face, which looked somewhat charming after putting on makeup, still seemed to be covered with a thick layer of cold frost even under the shining sunlight at noon.

She pursed her lips tightly, her body was stiff, and she had no intention of performing the ritual of greeting each other as husband and wife.

Master Jian saw through her thoughts, and with a half-smile he glanced at the Prime Minister's wife who was silently crying in the first seat, and at Prime Minister Zhu who was gritting his teeth. The threat and warning in his expression were very obvious.

Under Jian Langjun's threatening gaze, Zhu Baishao had no choice but to bend down little by little.

At this moment, a loud shout came: "Stop!"