Guide To Save The Yandere Villains

   Chapter 151 His Highness on the side of the road, don't pick it up (16)

   The wedding dress was as red as fire, and the jewels on her forehead complemented each other, making her face even more beautiful.

   The tassel around the waist hangs down to the feet, and the elaborately embroidered pattern on it shines as she walks.

  Wuya put a felt hat covered with agate, crystal and red coral on her head, chuckled softly,

   "Congratulations, little princess."

   She hopes that Gu Ying can live happily with the little prince forever, with her share.

   "Longevity will bless those kind girls."

  The sky was gradually getting brighter, and the voices outside the yurt were lively, full of curiosity about this newlywed from the Central Plains.

   Ke Situ's mouth lowered his head, but there was a bitter smile.

   She is not a kind person, so how could she be blessed by the Heaven of Longevity?

   "Ah, here comes the little prince."

  The people surrounding the yurt gave way to Zhebe, all with smiles on their faces.

   "It's so early, the newlyweds haven't finished dressing yet."

   Looking at him in a hurry, everyone snickered and sighed secretly about the feelings between the two.

   "It's okay, I'll wait for her outside."

  Zhebie was dressed in red, with silver ornaments on his waist, and the tenderness of the whole world between his eyebrows and eyes.

   stared at the curtain with a burning gaze, even a little nervous.

   "Heji Cha'er, quickly see if there is anything wrong with my appearance?"

   Arranging the folds that did not exist on the red coat, Tetsube was still a little worried.

   His expression was full of embarrassment when he saw a girl for the first time.

   Seeing the appearance of the little prince, Hetcha'er felt a little strange and grinned,

   "You look good like this."

   I don't know who is going to marry, how do I feel that my little prince is the one who gets married.

   "Oh, look, the bride is out."

   Wu Ya helped Situ out, and the crowd instantly became commotion.

   "The little princess is so handsome, it's a perfect match to stand with the little prince."

  Si Tu stepped on the red carpet, with people's blessings and praise in his ears, the flowers were rustling and the fragrance was overflowing.

   At the end of the red carpet, the young man in red was eye-catching, but very reassuring.

   Tetsuby, who was supposed to be standing at the end of the red carpet waiting for her to come, strode towards her.

   Every step is full of determination, and her dark eyes are full of her figure.

   "A Ying, I'm here to marry you."

   Holding her hands, Zhebei smiled contentedly, and the brows were filled with extreme joy.

   He has never been so satisfied, having her is like having the whole world.

   Holding her hand, Zhebei looked solemn and walked towards the altar where he worshipped Changshengtian.

   And the generals of Mengen and the Chahar tribe are also here.

  Achile felt even more uneasy when he saw a couple wearing red clothes, especially when he looked at Si Tu.

   He really felt that he had seen Gu Ying somewhere, that red dress...

   But before he could think about it, the sound of the matouqin sounded, and then the high priest began to recite the prayer.

  The etiquette of the grassland is not as cumbersome as the Central Plains, but Zhebie added another link in order to take care of her.

   The newlyweds stood in front of the altar, with the melodious sound of the harp and the blessings of the people in their ears.

   "The auspicious time is here, the ceremony is up."

  The high priest held a staff and looked solemn and solemn.

   "Worship heaven and earth."

  Zhebei took her hand and bowed to Changshengtian.

  Thanks to Changshengtian for letting him meet her.

   "Second worship high hall."

  The two bowed to Meng En, which made him happy, but his eyes were still a little wet.

  Hey, it's a bit sad that the raised grandson just got married.

   "Husband and wife worship each other."

  The two turned around, looking at each other, full of affection.

   "The Central Plains ceremony is not like this, I will teach you."

  Situ put his palms and fingertips together, and lowered his eyes quickly to cover up the struggle.

  Don't imitate her movements, the corners of his mouth can't be restrained, and the brows are dyed with joy.

  The newlyweds bowed to each other, and the crowd cheered.

  The high priest was entrusted by Jebe and handed the prepared concentric knots to the two newcomers in advance.

  The two of them each held one side of the concentric knot and greeted everyone's blessings.

   "Ceremony."

   It would be nice if all the endings were so happy.

   With the voice of the high priest falling, the ground began to shake, and Mengen immediately noticed something was wrong.

   This is the sound of hooves!

   is by no means a few hundred, but thousands of cavalry!

   "Duomo, gather all the warriors in the tribe, we have a tough battle to fight."

   Mengen pulled out the big knife around his waist, his eyes were like torches, and he stared at the dust flying in front of him.

   "Aon, I'm going too!"

   The tribe is in trouble, and Zhebei will naturally not stand idly by.

   "Protect your own woman, you are not old enough to ask for your help."

   After finishing speaking, Mengen got on the horse and led the tribal warriors to charge up.

   Seeing that Zhebie was about to leave, Situ quickly grabbed his sleeve, and the end of the concentric knot fell to the ground in an instant,

   "Tetsuby..."

  The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, she is worried, but staying here, at least she can keep him safe.

   "Sorry A Ying, I can't just watch A Weng go to meet the enemy alone, I have grown up and I have to learn to protect the tribe."

   took the curved bow handed by Heshichaer, Zebie got on the horse neatly, and took a deep look at Gu Ying.

   "A Ying, wait for me to come back."

   This look contained so much affection that Si Tu was almost unable to resist.

   It wasn't until the tears fell from his cheeks that Situ recovered and murmured,

   "But I... I can't wait for you to come back."

   He must blame her.

   Seeing that the war is coming, people around have fled.

  The big red concentric knot was trampled on until the original color could not be seen.

   Wu Ya saw that Situ was still in place, and hurriedly dragged her.

   "Little Princess, let's get out of here first!"

   Ke Situ's gaze fell on an iron cavalry that came, shook his head and said,

   "Sorry Aya, I have always lied to you."

   Seeing this, Wu Ya was even more anxious,

   "What are you talking about, get out of here."

   Until she heard the sound of the clanking iron horse behind her, and the sound that made her dream about.

   "The last general waited for the rescue to arrive late, please forgive the third highness!"

  Li Ge jumped off his horse, dressed in black armor, and blood dripped from the blade around his waist.

   Wu Ya's whole body stopped for a moment, and turned around mechanically, her eyes blank.

   "You, you..."

   Before Wu Ya could react, Situ knocked her unconscious.

   After handing the man over to Li Ge, Situ put on sharp armor, mounted the horse, and said softly,

   "Leave her a life, as well as women and children, not to kill and torture."

   Wuya said that a kind girl will always be blessed by the eternal heaven, and her help can only be limited to this.

   took the nine-pan whip handed over by his subordinate, and Situ whipped his whip, causing dust to spread everywhere.

   On the green grassland, a speeding red shadow flashed quickly, followed by Da Zhou's most sophisticated iron cavalry.

   The two armies confronted each other in front of them. Chen Cang held the military power. The 300,000-strong army was assembled, and there was a road map.

   He is naturally confident.

   "Mengen Khan, this general thinks you are also a hero. As long as you present your own head, Da Zhou will not embarrass the Chahar Department."

   Their purpose has always been to win military exploits for the Third Highness.

   As for the border turmoil, Chahar's repeated provocations were all their deliberate indulgence.

  From beginning to end, Chahar was the stepping stone for the Third Highness to become the Crown Prince, and the chess piece in His Majesty's hand.

   (end of this chapter)