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The grand wedding was still held as scheduled. The absurdity of Solu Lianshan had been suppressed. After Princess Sanyou was humiliated and killed, Solu Lianshan moved in and out of the mountain.

Such an inhumane life made Sulu Lianshan extremely impatient, and his dissatisfaction with Tuoba Fei grew increasingly serious.

"Chan Juan, we have finally waited until today!"

Looking at the flower carriage approaching from afar, his eyes gleamed. His only hope and expectation was that today's grand wedding would be to marry Yue Chanjuan as his wife. He had waited far too long for this day, and he could not wait any longer.

Yue Chanjuan's expression was cold and detached. She had already found out that Princess Jieyu had died in a hazy manner, and had secretly buried her body.

The matter was tightly sealed. To the outsiders, Princess Yue Meng was still alive, and replacing her was just a servant brought in from the Central Plains by Yue Mu.

The Worryfree Palace was isolated and could not be entered or left. Therefore, only the influential officials of the Great Moon Sect knew about the matter and thus did not dare to spread it, lest they anger Da Kang and Tuoba Fei.

The horse carriage entered Wang Ting's courtyard.

"Shouldn't we bring out Great Qin?"

"In order to avoid any mishaps, the Da Yu family will come directly to the Hall of Heavenly Sons to accept the worship of the officials together with Da Yu."

This was also the moment when the Great Concubine had an official mistress. From then on, the Great Concubine would become the mistress of the royal court and could participate in the affairs of the imperial court.

The principal wives of the Huns of the western region, as well as the concubines with power, could all participate in the affairs of the Hun clan. Unlike the women of the Central Plains, the harem of the Hun clan could not handle political affairs.

"This subject greets Solitary Sword, and Great Qin …"

Yue Chan Juan sat high on top of the worshipping crowd. Beside her was Solurian Mountain.

She did not even glance at Sulu Lianshan. She was as cold as a snow lotus as she proudly accepted the worship of all the officials. The only person who did not pay homage to him was the Regent, King Tuoba Fei. He had the privilege of receiving the worship of officials together with Dan Yu.

Solu Lianshan cast a sidelong glance at Tuoba Fei, as a strong chill flashed through his eyes. After which, his gaze landed on Yue Chanjuan and turned gentle.

"Chenqie is tired and will go back to rest first."

After they had paid their respects, Yue Chanjuan was not in the mood to attend the grand wedding banquet. She spoke a few words to the officials, and before Solu Lianshan could say anything, she turned around and returned to the Worryfree Palace.

"Chan Juan …"

Sulu Lianshan only had enough time to utter a single cry before the officials lowered their heads, various complicated expressions on their faces. They did not have any respect or admiration for Solu Lianshan, and many people did not even think highly of him.

"Please host the wedding banquet alone."

Tuoba Fei stood up, and the grand and complicated wedding banquet began. The leaders of the various families, as well as the officials and officials, all congratulated Sulu Lianshan.

At this moment, how could Sulu Lianshan have the mood to participate in the wedding banquet? His heart was completely focused on Yue Chanjuan. He only wanted to go to the Worryfree Palace as soon as possible to enjoy her beauty.

Helpless, the officials were unwilling to let it go. Such a grand feast was rare, and if it wasn't for the wedding, it wouldn't have been so extravagant.

After more than half a year of war, the Da Yue branch had used up all of its military supplies, including the food and fodder that Da Kang had provided. Tuoba Fei had ordered everyone to be frugal. From the nobles to the high officials, all of them had to be frugal.

At the end of the wedding banquet, Sulu Lianshan drunkenly set up the Worryfree Palace. His heart was elated. Tonight, he could finally possess that small horse and gallop as he pleased.

"What is this place? Why is it snow-white?"

What entered his eyes was a sheet of pure white. White silk cloth formed a flower, tying it in front of the main entrance of the Worryfree Palace. The white silk cloth covered the Worryfree Palace, exuding a sorrowful aura.

"This is the Worryfree Palace of the Da Qin family."

"What?" "Daring, who was it that made the Worryfree Palace into such a state? It's my wedding today, you servants, you don't wish to live, do you?"

"I have no idea."

Solurian Mountain staggered closer to the gate of the Worryfree Palace.

"Howl …"

A few pairs of dark green lights, which were as mournful as the howls of wolves, were particularly eye-catching in the darkness. They flickered with a cold luster, wanting to devour anyone.

"White dog, disgraceful, today is my wedding, these servants dare to release white dogs to stop me from entering."

Sulu Lianshan's anger could no longer be suppressed. He pulled out a curved blade from under his ribs and pointed it at the white dogs hiding in the darkness. "Men, shoot! Shoot these white dogs for me!"

A white figure with a full body of white silk appeared in front of the door, her clothes fluttering in the wind as she left. Under the moonlight, there was a beauty that was not there in the world.

"Stop, don't shoot."

Solu Lianshan swayed slightly, the scimitar still in his hand. Under the moonlight and the light of the lantern, he could already see that the white figure was Yue Chan Juan.

"Chan Juan, my Great Qin, today is our wedding day. Why are you dressed up like this?"

If one wanted to be pretty, the filial piety dressed in the snow-white filial dress Yue Chan had her hair hanging down to her waist. She was like a fairy from the moon, exiled from the mortal world and unspeakably beautiful.

"Today is the day that I will never forget, right?"

Solu Lianshan staggered forward. "Of course, it will be on the day of your great wedding with me and Chan Juan."

"No, it is the day of my sister's death. It is also the day of forty days of death."

Sulu Lianshan waved his hand and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are my bride tonight. "Come, come, welcome me in. It will be a full moon night."

"Simply Yu, do you think that it's still possible today?"

Yue Chanjuan raised her hand to point at the sky. "Just please look, my sister. She's watching you from the sky without dispersing a single strand of her sweet soul."

Solu Lianshan looked in the direction that Yue Chanjuan was pointing at. In the dark sky above the Worryfree Palace, a red figure was floating in mid-air.

Under the moonlight, the figure was slim and delicate. It was so cold that it seemed like it would fly into the sky at any moment.

The red figure had long hair that fell to his waist. The red clothes that he wore were originally the color of jubilee, but they fluttered in the wind, giving off an indescribably strange and beautiful feeling.

Ah!" "Who is it?

"That's not a human, but the soul of my big sister, Princess Jianyou. She felt wronged and refused to leave, so she continued to wander in the King's Court. Just be careful, please don't get entangled by my sister's vengeful spirit. "

The red figure turned around. Its red tongue came out of its mouth and down to its chin. Its purple eyes were bulging and blood was flowing out of them.

Solu Lianshan's entire body shook, and he regained some of his senses. That delicate figure, the miserable state after hanging itself from a hook, floated vaguely in the air.

Although he was valiant and did not fear death, when he saw that the ghosts did not panic, he could not help but retreat.