After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

Time slipped away like sand on the fingertips, and the wedding day of Wan Ze and Li Suyue came like a grand storm.

The sky was still shrouded in darkness, but Li Suyue was already wide awake. She got up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the vague outline outside the window, feeling mixed emotions.

After a while, she began to take a bath. The warm water slid across her skin, but it could not warm her nervous heart. While putting on her makeup, looking at her increasingly bright self in the mirror, she recalled her days in the brothel. All those past experiences, whether bitter or sweet, were now buried by this red makeup.

After changing her clothes, she sat there quietly, like a prisoner waiting for fate to decide her fate. The air around her seemed to be frozen.

At this moment, the Wanjian Sect was as bustling as a market, with people from all sects and schools pouring in like a tide. They brought all sorts of exquisite gifts, their faces adorned with smiles that were either genuine or false. Beneath this seemingly joyous scene, there were undercurrents.

It turned out that in order to make Li Suyue, a woman from a brothel, his legal wife, Wan Ze resolutely divorced his first wife with whom he had shared joys and sorrows for many years. This incident was like a stone thrown into the middle of a lake, causing a thousand waves.

Some people praised Wan Ze's behavior and praised him for his courage to love and act. Some people pointed fingers at him behind his back, with contempt in their eyes, thinking that he was heartless and ungrateful. Some people were full of disdain and thought that his behavior was unbecoming.

However, no matter what everyone thought in their hearts, at this moment they were like dancers wearing masks, full of smiles and congratulations.

"Young Master Wan, congratulations! Look at this perfect couple, they are truly a match made in heaven." An elder of the sect dressed in gorgeous brocade robes said loudly.

"Young Master Wan, may you and your wife live happily together and have a son soon!" a young disciple echoed.

"Young Master Wan, great news!" Everyone congratulated him.

Wan Ze was dressed in a dazzling red robe, like a burning flame. He stood there in high spirits, constantly bowing in return, with joy in his eyes almost overflowing.

Especially when he saw that several important sects with which he had secretly allied had arrived ahead of time, his heart was like a fire burning, and he was so excited that he seemed to have seen an even brighter future.

The auspicious bell finally rang, and the long sound echoed in the air.

Li Suyue gently covered herself with the exquisite veil. The red color of the veil was like blood, like a mysterious omen.

She was led out of the room, taking every step carefully. She lowered her head and held the red silk tightly in her hand. The red silk trembled slightly in her hand. The noisy sounds around her echoed in her ears like thunder, and the festive atmosphere was so thick that it almost drowned her.

When the newlyweds stood side by side in front of the hall, the leader of the Wanjian Sect and his wife sat upright in the hall.

Although the headmaster's wife had a smile on her lips, that smile did not reach her eyes. She was full of disgust towards her daughter-in-law Li Suyue. In her eyes, Li Suyue was like a bewitching enchantress who came from a brothel. How could she be worthy of her son?

But her husband and son were both bewitched by this woman, and her opposition was like a weak gust of wind, unable to stir up any waves. She could only suppress the anger in her heart and not explode on the spot.

"Bow to heaven and earth!" The master of ceremonies' loud and clear voice exploded in the hall like a thunder.

The newlyweds were about to turn around and bow outside the gate.

"Wait a minute!" At this critical moment, Wang Shuangshuang walked slowly into the lobby in white clothes, like a white lotus blooming in the cold winter.

Her gaze was like a cold blade, piercing straight at Wanze and Li Suyue. The hatred in her eyes seemed to be able to freeze the air around them.

Her appearance instantly quieted the originally noisy lobby. Everyone held their breath, as if time had stopped at that moment.

The crowd was like a swarm of stirred bees, surging and moving, automatically making way for Wang Shuangshuang who suddenly appeared.

Everyone's faces were filled with curiosity and excitement, like hungry wolves seeing their prey. They couldn't wait to see how this unexpected farce would develop, as if they were about to become witnesses of a wonderful drama.

"This is really strange. How could such a Cheng Yaojin appear on Young Master Wan's wedding day?" A white-haired old man squinted his eyes and whispered to the people beside him.

"Hmph! Judging from the situation, there's going to be a good show! The appearance of this woman is too weird." A middle-aged man with a fat face said in a rough voice, with a look of gloating in his eyes.

Wan Ze's originally smug and rosy face seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds the moment he caught a glimpse of Wang Shuangshuang's figure, and instantly became terribly gloomy. His expression was like the sky before a storm, so dark that water could be squeezed out of it. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by anger.

"Young Master Wan must be having a headache. This situation is not easy to handle." A lady dressed in gorgeous silk said softly, shaking the handkerchief in her hand.

Li Suyue, under the veil, was already in turmoil. Her carefully painted face was distorted by anger and fear, and her originally beautiful lips were now bitten white.

She cursed the Chen sisters in her heart and wished she could cut Wang Shuangshuang into pieces for ruining her plans. The hatred was like a burning flame that almost devoured her.

However, she knew very well that she could not act rashly at this moment. She could only suppress the waves in her heart and try to maintain a gentle and dignified posture. She stood there stiffly like a puppet, but her slightly trembling fingers still revealed her uneasiness.

"The bride must be furious. Look how her body is shaking." A young disciple whispered to his companion.

"This woman is not simple! To be able to appear in such an occasion, she must have some tricks up her sleeve." Another disciple responded.

Wang Shuangshuang's gaze only passed over Li Suyue like a dragonfly skimming the water, and then she walked towards Wan Ze firmly step by step with an unquestionable momentum. Every step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of everyone, making the air around them more and more tense.

She walked gracefully towards Wan Ze with lotus steps. When she got close, she raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on the man in front of her. Then, she opened her red lips and called out in a clear and loud voice, "Husband!"

This sudden shout was like a powerful bomb dropped onto the calm and peaceful lake, instantly shattering the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

For a moment, the originally orderly crowd suddenly exploded like a ignited powder keg and became extremely chaotic.

People whispered to each other and began to talk at once. The noisy sound rose and fell like the surging waves, one wave higher than the other, one wave after another, and it never stopped.

Some were filled with surprise, with their mouths wide open; some looked puzzled, with their brows furrowed in thought; and some were extremely excited, gesticulating and sharing their views with others.

The whole scene was chaotic and bustling.