Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

This bridge is called the Marriage Bridge. It is said that men and women who get married across this bridge will be blessed to live together forever.

Whether it works or not is another matter, but everyone wants to come here to seek good luck on their wedding day, so this bridge is very popular.

However, because the bridge was not wide enough and the wedding procession was too large, they had to cross the bridge separately.

Song Zhi clenched his sleeves and waited for the right moment, ready to rush out and jump into the river to escape when the sedan chair reached the middle of the bridge.

Just as she moved one foot, she suddenly heard a series of exclamations from outside.

"Oh my god, what is that!"

"It's crows, a whole flock of crows!"

"Look, all those crows are circling above the sedan chair."

"It's unlucky. It's very unlucky."

The chattering voices rang out from both ends, "Today is clearly the day for Miss Song's wedding, how could this happen?"

Song Zhi retracted his feet and sat down steadily. It seemed that Mu Nanqi had taken action.

She took out the snacks that she had hurriedly stuffed into her arms when she went out and began to eat them leisurely.

Because the people blocked the road to watch the once-in-a-century spectacle in the sky, the sedan chair was stuck in the middle of the bridge and could not move.

The guards who came to pick up the bride drew their swords to maintain order, but more and more people gathered around.

The sound of horse hooves rang out beside the sedan chair. Before Song Zhi could react, he saw the curtain of the carriage being smoothly lifted.

Then Mu Yuanzhi's concerned face appeared outside, "Are you okay..."

The last word "吧" came to an abrupt end, and he stared at Song Zhi, who had torn off her veil and had a mouth full of snacks.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Mu Yuanzhi's eyes became complicated and strange, "You..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he lowered the curtain and said, "Take your time eating."

After saying that, he walked to the bridge head and tried to evacuate the people.

Song Zhi's face turned red and he swallowed the snack in three or two bites.

How presumptuous of the Sixth Prince! He didn't even bother to say hello before lifting the curtain!

But she had already lost face, so she was able to let it go.

The people outside suddenly burst into exclamations again, and with a "boom", Song Zhi felt that the bridge seemed to shake.

Quietly peeking out through the gap, she saw the people all looking at her with horror on their faces.

"The marriage is broken!"

"This marriage bridge has a history of hundreds of years, symbolizing blessings for newlyweds. Now, when the Sixth Prince and Miss Song crossed it, not only did a strange phenomenon occur from the sky, but the bridge also cracked. Does this imply that their marriage is not suitable, and therefore not blessed by heaven?"

"Keep your voice down. This is a marriage granted by the Emperor. How dare we question it?"

"But that does make sense. Otherwise, how could this not happen with so many newcomers passing through the bridge?"

The people expressed their opinions enthusiastically, and the road that was about to be cleared was blocked again.

No matter how good Mu Yuanzhi's temper was, his expression looked a little ugly at the moment.

The ceremonial officer beside him said anxiously, "What should we do? If we stop any longer, we will miss the auspicious time."

Mu Yuanzhi glanced at the crows in the sky, then at the cracks under his feet, and murmured softly, "It took so much effort, could it be that my second brother did it?"

Judging from the current situation, Mu Yunhe should be the person who least wants him to marry Song Zhi.

The Queen didn't want to do that either, but she no longer had the ability to do that.

Looking back at the sedan chair, a gentle light flashed in his eyes.

Today, he must marry her.

"Generals, obey the order!"

Mu Yuanzhi tightened the reins and said, "Use the sword to clear the way. Those who don't cooperate will be killed on the spot."

"Yes!"

The uniform response was deafening, and the fully armed guards stepped forward, holding shields and swords to clear the way.

The people were frightened by the scene and hurriedly moved to the sides, actually clearing a path in a short time that was large enough for the sedan chair to pass through.

Mu Yuanzhi rode closely behind the guards, and the sedan chair was lifted up again and started to set off.

Song Zhi didn't expect that the gentle Mu Yuanzhi had such courage, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Although the sedan chair was moving forward normally, she was not panicked at all.

Mu Nanqi has always been cautious in doing things and would never just bluff a few times.

Sure enough, Song Zhi’s guess was correct.

When they arrived at the city gate, a large crowd of civil and military officials were already kneeling there.

"Sixth Prince, please think twice. You cannot marry this woman."

The leader was the pot-bellied Lord Zhang. Song Zhi opened a gap and took a look. Oh, many familiar faces were among them.

Mu Yuanzhi's handsome face darkened slightly. "The young lady of the Song family and I were married by the Emperor, a match made in heaven. Are you trying to rebel by jumping out to stop us?"

Lord Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "That's not the case. The Emperor has Li Yan to make a suggestion. I think there will be a result soon. We, your humble servants, would rather risk our lives than let this woman enter the imperial family and affect the country."

Mu Yuanzhi smiled coldly, "Then tell me how a weak woman like her can affect the country."

Master Zhang spoke in all seriousness, following the prearranged explanation. "This woman's fate clashes with yours, affecting your luck. Furthermore, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory observed the sky last night and discovered that the Red Luan star suddenly moved away from the Purple Star, causing it to dim. This is a very ominous sign."

"A bunch of nonsense."

Mu Yuanzhi's expression was not good. "This prince does not believe that. Don't try to fool me with that excuse."

Upon hearing this, all the officials just knelt on the ground and said, "Sixth Prince, think twice."

Mu Yuanzhi looked at these people, his voice rarely cold, "Do you think I really don't dare to let the horses' hooves trample over your corpses?"

Both sides were in a silent stalemate, and no one dared to breathe.

Song Zhi felt a little regretful that he didn't bring some melon seeds, and shook his head regretfully.

"I say it one last time, get out of the way!"

As the sun shifted, Mu Yuanzhi's patience was almost exhausted.

Although he didn't believe in those things, he still didn't want to miss the auspicious time.

The ministers did not give in and knelt on the spot as steady as a rock.

Mu Yuanzhi waved his hand with a dark face, and a team of cavalry quickly formed two rows and stood in front.

The ministers were so frightened that their bodies froze, and Lord Zhang was even trembling slightly.

But no one escaped.

Just as Mu Yuanzhi was about to give the order to advance, a voice suddenly came from the side, "Wait a minute."

All the ministers present breathed a sigh of relief. Following the direction of the voice, Song Zhi saw Li Yan hurried over.

Li Yan bowed first, then said, "According to the emperor's order, Mu Qinghan and Song Yale will be buried soon. The death is the greatest loss when red and white collide, so the marriage is temporarily postponed. Everyone in the royal family will mourn first, and the marriage will be discussed later."

This oral instruction was ambiguous. It neither said that the marriage was still going ahead nor that it was cancelled. It only said that it would be discussed later.

The dog emperor is too cunning. He obviously knows that it will affect the country and makes him hesitate to gamble, but because of the king's words, he can't openly stop it and use the pretext of red and white collision.

Don't think she doesn't know. In fact, Mu Qinghan and Song Yale had already been quietly buried. The Dali Temple has not yet closed the case just for show.

It was precisely because Song Yale had been buried that Sun was able to leave the capital safely.

This marriage seemed like a child's play, and the red silk on the people present looked particularly ironic.

Everyone bowed down and shouted, "Your Majesty is wise."