Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

Chapter 66 Everyone’s Thoughts
  The sky is bright.

The wedding was approaching, and Huang Tian felt a little uneasy.

"Am I afraid of marriage?"

Huang Tian asked knowingly and tried to downplay some of his emotions.

He doesn't think there's anything bad about this marriage, nor does he think he must have no one to sleep with if he has a secret.

It's just that I have speculations, premonitions and worries about what may happen today.

In the final analysis, my own strength is still too weak.

If he had Mo Qingsheng's level and strength, would he still worry about this?
  Most likely not.

"Work hard!"

Huang Tianqiang pulled himself together and shouted two slogans that the social beasts in his previous life often used to paralyze him.

It seems that struggle will definitely lead to success, and hard work will definitely yield rewards.

With this belief, Huang Tian firmly believed that sooner or later he would be as powerful as Mo Qingsheng, or even more powerful.

"Master, it's time to make preparations."

Uncle Fu's voice came from outside the door, successfully distracting Huang Tian's attention.

Huang Tian quickly collected his emotions and opened the door.

With the help of two Huang Mu's female envoys, he put on the complicated groom's attire, then applied powder, makeup and hairpins.

Apart from the word "celebration", Huang Tian could not think of any other words that could be used to describe himself in the bronze mirror.

What a handsome face with no blind spots, just transformed into another look.

Huang Tian couldn't complain or protest yet.

This is custom.

After finally putting on makeup, I just took a breath and had to leave.

The wedding was held at a farm in the western suburbs, aiming to be low-key and unobtrusive.

Of course, they will not pick up the bride from Jingfu, and then the wedding procession will parade through the city and go to the suburbs.

The Jing family was also a resident of Tianjing, the capital of China, and also had a farm in the western suburbs.

Therefore, the process of the wedding is that Huang Tian starts from the Huang family farm, goes to the Jing family farm to pick up the bride, and returns to the Huang family farm to worship heaven and earth and entertain the guests.

There is no curfew in Tianjing, the divine capital.

You can go back to the city overnight and have the bridal chamber at home.

This process is indeed a bit cumbersome.

But it's necessary.

Because of safety.

Sitting on the rickety carriage, Huang Tian couldn't help but think that maybe it was because the suburbs of the city were more suitable for fighting.

Tianjing, the capital of the gods, is the most virtuous place at the feet of the emperor.

If a large-scale battle occurs, the impact will not be good after all.

After all, this time is not a small fight like a night raid on the prison.

More than half of the Qianhu, Deputy Qianhu, Baihu, and Trial Hundreds who are members of the Anti-Treacherous Guards in Beijing will come to congratulate Huang Tian and Jing Yu on their marriage.

Huang's father revealed that Wei Ming was indeed popular during his lifetime, and Jing Furui was now working in Qianhu.

However, if two young people get married, can they really hire so many middle- and high-level people?
  Huang Tian put a question mark on this.

"Take a step, take a look."

Jing Fu.

As the bride at today's wedding, Jing Yu also got up early to freshen up and put on her wedding dress.

It was just the arrival of one person that made Jing Yu postpone her trip to the western suburbs.

"I met my aunt."

Jing Yu waved her hand to Qiu Yue, the personal maid, and greeted the visitors politely.

This person is Zhu Qingluan, the elder sister of the Wusheng Sword Sect.

According to the teacher-teacher relationship and seniority, Jing Yu really has to call the other party "Sister Aunt".

"Don't be too polite. Today is your wedding, and the master ordered me to be your best man."

Zhu Qingluan was still dressed as a swordsman, carrying a sword on his back, but the color of his clothes was no longer plain white.

Although it doesn’t particularly match the atmosphere of the wedding, it’s not particularly incompatible either.

The best man is called the best man when he goes out to receive the guests, and he is called the best man when he comes to greet the guests.

There is a lot to pay attention to.

In short, in a wedding, the best man is the groom's best man and the bride's maid of honor.

This is very important and indispensable.

The workload is also heavy.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Jing Yu was not informed of this matter by her sect in advance, and she was not mentally prepared for it.

But he was surprised but not panicked, and showed no flaws.

I just wonder why Zhu Qingluan dared to show up.

It should be noted that she "smuggled" into Tianjing, the divine capital!

"You don't seem surprised at all."

Zhu Qingluan spoke calmly, but the air in the boudoir suddenly became stagnant.

It seems that a biting cold wind is blowing in, which is like snow falling in August.

Jing Yu's expression was indifferent, unaffected, and she smiled: "I am the most outstanding swordsman of this generation in the sect. Besides my aunt, the most outstanding swordsman of the previous generation, who else is qualified to be my besties? "

"That's true."

Zhu Qingluan agreed very much with Jing Yu's statement that he was very confident and even a little conceited.

Then he changed the subject and asked: "What kind of promise did Mo Qingsheng give you, father and daughter, so that you are willing to set up a trap for your wedding?"

"I can't understand what Master Auntie is talking about."

Jing Yu turned around very naturally, picked up a bright red lipstick, and pursed her lips lightly.

Red is festive, bright red is the most popular, especially suitable for weddings.

"You understand."

Zhu Qingluan's tone was very determined, and he didn't say anything else. He just stood there and looked at Jing Yu quietly.

The air in the boudoir returned to normal flow.

Jing Yu's thoughts were inevitably triggered by Zhu Qingluan's words.

One question after another popped up.

The identity of the undercover agent was revealed, but it didn't matter.

She is the daughter of Qianhu, the traitor guard, and is actually not trusted by the sect/White Lotus Sect.

It was only natural that the identity was revealed and the plot that unfolded based on the wedding was discovered.

The White Lotus Religion has its own abilities.

The biggest question is why Zhu Qingluan was able to conclude that Mo Qingsheng, his fellow commander, made the promise.

From the tone of Zhu Qingluan's words, it seemed that he was very familiar with Mo Qingsheng.

What's going on here?

Could it be that the White Lotus Sect has completely understood the arrangement of the anti-treacherous guards tonight?

While thinking, Jing Yu put on her headgear.

"Miss, we can't delay it any longer."

Qiuyue returned to the room at this time and reminded softly.

"Sister, are we going there right now?"

Jing Yu stood up and asked.

"it is good."

Zhu Qingluan did not stop him.

The three of them walked out of the boudoir and got on the carriage in the courtyard.

All the thresholds of Jing's Mansion were removed, and the carriage drove out smoothly, heading towards Jing's farm in the western suburbs.

Zhu Qingluan sat next to Jing Yu, never leaving her.

From an outsider's perspective, they might praise this groomsman as quite competent.

Jing Yu has already reacted.

This is surveillance and manipulation!
  Although it is still unclear what the White Lotus Sect's plans are, one thing is certain, that is, the White Lotus Sect wants to make a fuss about her.

"What should I do, husband?"

This idea suddenly came to me.

Jing Yu was instantly shocked.

She is the strongest swordsman of the generation of the Wusheng Sword Sect, the leader of swordsmanship in Jiangnan in recent decades, and is in the second stage of the True Yuan of the Three Realms of Martial Arts.

One level lower than Zhu Qingluan, who is the master of Zhen Gang in the third level of martial arts.

But Jing Yu possesses a secret skill, so even if she cannot defeat the opponent, she is confident that she can save her life.

However, although my husband is diligent, his qualifications are not high, and he is still a warrior at the first level of martial arts.

If the situation is really as she guessed, the White Lotus Sect knows that the traitor guards are planning and is forced to enter the situation due to the situation, but they plan to defeat them in a decisive way.

When a war breaks out, how can she protect her husband from getting hurt?
  Can Mo Qingsheng really fulfill his promise and not let his man lose a hair?

Suspicion took root immediately.

(End of this chapter)