He held her hand as they walked up the steps into the manor. They crossed the brazier and took the red silk that the matron of honor had prepared. They each held each one side of the silk as they walked step by step into the wedding hall.
There were many guests at the banquet. They were from the aristocratic families of the capital city, and there were also some heroes from the martial world.
Feng Yunsheng did not follow the bridal sedan around the capital city, so she had already arrived at the Si Manor. She sat beside Su Jingfeng and saw him staring at the newcomer who walked in.
“Brother Feng,” Feng Yunsheng called out in a soft voice.
Su Jingfeng let out a light uh-huh as his red eyes stared intently at Feng Tianlan, who walked as if a lotus blooming with every step. The hem of her dress was embroidered with a lotus flower. As she walked, a small ripple appeared, like a small sea of white orchid flowers, it rippled gently, looking very beautiful.
“Do you like sister or Yun Yi?” Feng Yunsheng raised her eyes to look at him. His hand was still bandaged at the corner of his sleeve. She was the one who bandaged it. There was black qi on the wound. Because he had broken the wound as he used the sword last time, it looked horrifying.
He had completely forgotten about the incident that day. But she did not hate him for it at all.
Hearing this question, Su Jingfeng frowned. His gaze moved away from Feng Tianlan and slowly landed on Feng Yunsheng. “We will be married tomorrow.”
She was Yun Yi, so such a question was meaningless to him.
“Is it sister or Yun Yi?” Feng Yunsheng asked persistently.
“Yun Yi.” Su Jingfeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Tianlan. The autumn wind blew past and lifted a corner of the wedding gauze. He saw her fair and tender skin and the corner of her lips. It was a smile full of happiness.
Su Jingfeng felt that this scene was very familiar. His eyes were slightly red. His gaze followed the red skirt and felt that this world was also tinted red.
Back then, Yun Yi wore a peony wedding gown embroidered with a thousand strands of silk. She was waiting with the same smile on her face to marry Wu Ya.
She was his woman. She had said that she wanted to marry him and be his wife. She wanted to bear his children. How could she marry another man?
“Brother Feng.” Feng Yunsheng saw that something was wrong with his expression and called out worriedly. There was that demonic qi on his body again. There was not much time left. She did not seem to have any other choice.
Su Jingfeng’s eyes stared straight at Feng Tianlan. “I like Yun’er. I only like Yun’er alone.”
He did not like anyone else. He did not fall in love with anyone else. He only loved Yun’er.
Hearing his words, Feng Yunsheng seemed to have made up her mind. She reached out and held his hand. “I will make Yun Yi come back.”
Su Jingfeng also held Feng Yunsheng’s hand tightly. He was trying his best to control his urge to go forward and break them up. He warned himself again and again that it was not Yun’er. His Yun’er was by his side, and Wu Ya, that little person, had married a fake… He was the winner.
Huo Mingcheng looked at the two people who had already walked to the wedding hall. He looked at the time and began to sing.
“First bow to heaven and earth.”
Si Mobai and Feng Tianlan turned around and faced the courtyard. They slowly bent down. At this moment, the two of them were extremely nervous. Their hands that were holding onto the red silk were drenched in cold sweat.
“Second bow to high hall.”
The parents of both parties were not present, so there were only empty seats. However, the two of them still turned around and bent down.
Si Mobai suddenly felt his glabella twitch, as if something was about to rush out. His face suddenly turned pale and cold sweat flowed down his face.