She traveled to the fantasy world and fought monsters

The Peacock Clan and the Vermillion Bird Clan have always had a grudge against each other. Although there is only one character difference between their names, their status is completely different.

The status of the peacock clan is far inferior to that of the Vermilion Bird. The outside world views peacocks as aliens. They have wings but cannot soar into the sky. They only know how to beautify their appearance, but are unsophisticated inside and have no fighting power at all.

This is the stereotype that people have of the peacocks. Although there may be misunderstandings, the peacocks are not that weak.

Over thousands of years, this impression has been deeply rooted in people's minds and it is probably difficult to reverse it in a short time.

At this moment, Yun Yao had no time to care about these things. She was full of doubts about only one thing: why was he so close to the Peacock Princess?

Greenberry nodded firmly, confirming that this was true.

Yun Yao felt a surge of bitterness and confusion in her heart. She and He had always been close, and He had never behaved in a strange way. Why was he secretly close to the Peacock Princess?

"Mother, have you ever told me the reason?" Yun Yao's voice trembled slightly, like a candle in the wind, swaying unsteadily.

Greenberry sighed softly and said slowly, "It was just that one of the tribesmen happened to catch a glimpse of the two of them whispering in a secluded corner of the forest. They looked so focused, and the Peacock Princess also had a shy look on her face. I don't think it was just an ordinary meeting, a man and a woman alone in a secret place..."

Lumei was too embarrassed to continue, so she stopped there, thinking her daughter would understand.

Yun Yao bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth until it turned white, wanting to find out what was going on.

But dawn has arrived, and soon she will take advantage of the auspicious time to ride on the nine-feather sedan chair and be taken to Wuya Palace to get married.

Greenberry asked, "Yao'er, are you really ready to marry Zhuo?"

Yun Yao was confused. "Mother, the Emperor has spoken. If I don't clarify, will he regard our Suzaku clan as traitors to the divine realm?"

What other options did she have? No other choice.

The love between a young man and a young woman is certainly touching, but she is the Suzaku Princess, and the position of her people in her heart is equally unshakable.

Yuejian Mountain is her hometown, where her beloved parents, her relatives, and the friends she grew up with are located.

How could she abandon them for her own selfish reasons?

"Daughter, you have suffered so much." Lu Mei couldn't bear it and burst into tears.

Yun Yao also felt sad and hugged her mother and cried for a while.

"Mother, I'm getting married soon. You and father should take good care of yourself. I will come back to see you often."

Lu Mei gently patted Yun Yao's back and nodded with a sob. "Don't worry, Yao'er. Your father and I will take good care of ourselves. But you, on the other hand, must be extra careful when you go to Wuya Palace. The Heavenly Palace has many rules and regulations, and it's not as free as Yuejian Mountain."

Yun Yao raised her head and wiped away her tears. "Mother, I understand. Now that I've made my decision, I'll do my best to adapt. I just hope you can give me an explanation, otherwise, I'm afraid this knot in my heart will be difficult to untie."

At this time, the joyful sound of a wedding procession came from afar, and the sound gradually approached.

Yun Yao took a deep breath, fixed her makeup, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Mother, the time has come." Yun Yao said.

Lu Mei held Yun Yao's hand and gave her final words of advice: "Yao'er, no matter what, you must protect yourself first. If you feel wronged, be sure to come home and tell your parents. Don't bear it alone."

Yun Yao nodded, slowly walked out of the room and headed towards the nine-feather sedan chair.

The tribesmen around her all looked at her back with reluctance and blessings.

Yun Yao got on the bridal sedan, which slowly rose and flew towards the Wuya Palace.

In the bridal sedan, Yun Yao was filled with thoughts.

She thought about what happened with the Peacock Princess, and felt a dull pain in her heart; she also thought about her husband Zhuo, whom she was about to meet, and was filled with worry.

But she also silently swore in her heart that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she would never let the Suzaku clan be disgraced because of her.

After an unknown amount of time, the bridal sedan finally arrived at Wuya Palace. The palace stood majestically, exuding an air of majesty.

Yun Yao got off the sedan chair and, led by her maid, walked towards the main hall. Her heart was pounding, and every step seemed to exhaust all her strength.

Walking into the main hall, I saw the emperor sitting on the throne. He was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, with a stern face and deep, sharp eyes, making him difficult to understand.

Zhuo's mother, the Empress Dowager, was sitting next to the Emperor. That wasn't He's mother. His mother was imprisoned somewhere, no one knew.

Zhuo was wearing a red wedding dress, standing tall and graceful, and looked at her gently as she walked slowly towards him.

Zhuo had long admired her and didn't mind whether she had ever been in love with He. He was truly fortunate to marry her.

Everyone present was looking at Yun Yao, and she couldn't help feeling nervous.

Led by Xi Po, she walked in front of Zhuo. Zhuo stretched out his hand to her. She hesitated for a moment and gave him her hand.

Her palms were already wet with beads of sweat.

He patted the back of her hand and whispered, "Don't be nervous, I'm here."

The gentle voice was like a clear spring, relieving her nervous and anxious mood. She couldn't help but look up and look at him through the red beads on her face.

I didn't look at him carefully yesterday.

He was so handsome, with delicate features and a pair of dark eyes that shone brightly.

After the wedding ceremony, Yun Yao never saw He appear.

All the important people in the God Clan came to this grand wedding.

The only person absent was He.

Yun Yao was sad in her heart, but pretended to be calm and cooperated with the complicated wedding etiquette.

After the couple bowed to each other, Yun Yao stepped forward and knelt before the Emperor and his concubine, saying, "Yun Yao of the Suzaku Clan greets the Emperor and his concubine."

The Emperor nodded slightly. "Rise up. You and Zhuo will be married today. I will pass the throne to Zhuo. From now on, you will be the mistress of this Wuya Palace. You must abide by the palace rules and assist the new Emperor in governing the empire. You must not do anything that would betray your mother's virtues."

Yun Yao replied in a low voice, "Yes, Emperor."

The imperial concubine was very fond of her beautiful and generous daughter-in-law Yun Yao and said to her, "Yun Yao, it's time to change your way of addressing me and calling me father and mother."

Everyone smiled and congratulated him.

Yun Yao changed her words: "Meet father and mother."

The Emperor and his concubine both smiled with satisfaction.

The night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.

Zhuo drank a little wine, but in order to stay sober, he didn't drink too much.

When he pushed the door open, Yun Yao was sitting upright beside the bed.

She had already taken off the beaded curtain on her head.

It’s too heavy and it gives me a headache.

Logically, it should be picked by the husband.

However, Zhuo is not a person who pays attention to red tape.

He walked up to Yun Yao and looked at her carefully.

She is so beautiful.

Her face is like a peach cloud, and her eyes are beautiful and full of longing.

But there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

She didn't marry him willingly. He knew she couldn't let go of He.

It was his selfishness that destroyed his marriage with He.

He felt guilty towards her, but at the same time, he couldn't contain his joy at marrying her.

"Yun Yao, do you hate me?" Zhuo asked her.

"Why would I hate you?" Yun Yao looked at him calmly.

She didn't hate him, it wasn't Zhuo's fault.

It was fate's fault; she and He were not meant to be together.

Actually, it was because He was not honest with her that today's mishap happened.

If she had to complain, shouldn't she? But she didn't complain.

She felt that this was her fate, and she had no way to fight it, so she could only accept it.

If you want to hate someone, hate your own cowardice and incompetence.

Sadness filled her heart and tears streamed down her eyes.

Zhuo panicked and wanted to wipe away her tears, but his hand stopped mid-air.

She doesn't love him, and maybe she doesn't like him touching her.

He silently withdrew his hand and handed her a handkerchief instead.

Zhuo said, "Yun Yao, I owe you and He, but the king's order is unbearable. We have no way to dissolve this marriage. We can only move on. For the rest of my life, I will treat you well and never let you feel sad."