The Ugly Concubine Strikes Back: The War God Prince Spoils Her Crazy

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, crying was heard from the front.

Xiao Lijing looked forward and saw a child of five or six years old who had reached the middle of the road at some point, fell in front of a horse, and was almost trampled by the horse.

"Shut up!"

He regained consciousness and quickly tightened the reins: "Hurry up and pick up the child!"

Before he finished speaking, the situation suddenly changed.

shhhhhh...

A long arrow came through the air.

"There is an assassin protecting the prince!" Jingzhe was the first to react and quickly stood in front of Xiao Lijing.

Countless sharp swords fell like raindrops, fast and fierce.

The horse was frightened and restless.

The guards tightened the reins to avoid hurting the civilians, and raised their swords to block the flying arrows.

Suddenly, there was chaos all around.

The situation became increasingly complicated, and the secret guards hiding in the dark appeared and killed all the archers with their swords.

Just when Xiao Lijing thought he was safe, something unexpected happened in an instant.

Among the people who were fleeing frantically, dozens of assassins dressed as ordinary people suddenly appeared.

Dozens of people holding sharp swords stabbed straight at Xiao Lijing.

Xiao Lijing listened to the sound and determined the location. He jumped up and used his internal force to knock dozens of people away.

"Your Majesty!"

Xiao Lijing felt dizzy and fell off his horse.

"What? The prince fainted and has been sent back to Prince Zhan's mansion! How is his injury?"

Hearing Chu Wanyu's question, Chu Qinglian gasped for breath and took a while to recover. He replied in a low voice, "I heard it was poison!"

Poison attack!

Chu Wanyu's eyes widened, her heart pounding.

Oh my God, please don't let anything happen.

If he died of the poison on this day, wouldn't I be buried with him?

She shuddered all over: "What should I do now? No, I must get married today!"

If anything happened to Xiao Lijing, he could provide timely treatment to avoid being buried with him.

With an idea in mind, Chu Wanyu said firmly, "The prince is injured, so he can't go to the wedding. In order to avoid delaying the wedding, please ask your father to personally send your daughter to the door!"

Chu Qinglian, "..."

His jaw was set and his expression was extremely grim.

"Father, if anything happens to the War King today, our entire family will be buried with him!"

"Okay, I'll take you there now!"

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Chu Qinglian immediately gave orders to prepare the bridal sedan...

"No, I don't agree!" Shen was firm. "There's no groom, but they personally sent the bride to our house. If this gets out, how will the Prime Minister's Mansion maintain its dignity in the capital?"

Chu Qinglian nodded in agreement: "The Emperor is a wise ruler, he will never let the Prime Minister's Mansion be buried with him!"

After thinking this through, the couple reached a consensus and firmly opposed sending Chu Wanyu to their home.

"Father and Mother, you two seem to have forgotten one thing!" Chu Wanyu took out the list and specially marked the dowry bestowed by the emperor.

The list was waved in front of the two of them.

Chu Qinglian's eyes were blazing with anger: "Are you sure?"

"Yes! I'll have to trouble my father!"

Chu Wanyu said as she put the veil back on.

"Get up the sedan!"

Chu Wanyu was swaying in the sedan chair, her stomach rumbling. She felt very annoyed at the thought that Xiao Lijing might die.

"What's going on? There's no groom, only a bride!"

"The eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion joined the Prince's Mansion today. She was worried about not being able to get married, so she came here in person! It's very unlucky for the groom to be assassinated! Maybe she was sent here to be buried with him!"

"Don't talk nonsense! The War King is our protector. Miss Chu is not worthy of the prince at all!"

Listen to the discussions around you.

Chu Wanyu's expression remained unchanged, she just hoped to arrive at Prince Zhan's mansion as soon as possible.

After an unknown amount of time, the sedan stopped and Chu Wanyu pricked up her ears to listen to the sounds outside.

"Please inform them that the Prime Minister will personally escort the princess to Prince Zhan's Palace!" Chu Qinglian was dissatisfied, but he spoke with a stiff upper lip.

The doorman of Prince Zhan's mansion raised his chin proudly and said, "My prince is unconscious. He will not see any outsiders. Please go back!"

Jiang Mian hid in the door, looking triumphantly at Chu Wanyu's sedan chair, which was placed alone at the door.

There were many onlookers gathered around, looking at the wedding procession from the Prime Minister's Mansion with mocking eyes.

"This……"

Chu Qinglian wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and lowered his voice and said, "What should I do now? They're locking the door and won't let me in!"

There is no place to vent my anger.

The tone was angry, anxious, and cold.

"What should we do? Of course, we should fight against the enemy with our own army and block the flood with our earth!"

Chu Wanyu's slender fingers lifted the curtain, stepped out, and lifted her veil in full view of everyone: "I am your princess, and you dare not open the door!"

hiss!

The veil was lifted, revealing a beautiful face.

Everyone present gasped and stared at the bride without blinking.

Just as everyone was admiring the beauty, Chu Wanyu took a big step forward and kicked the door.

boom!

Kick the door open.

Great strength can create miracles. Such a small figure actually has such great strength.

She curled her lips into a faint smile and looked at everyone, "Today is my princess's wedding day, everyone can come in and have a drink!"

As he said this, he was about to enter the palace gate.

"Wait!"