Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The two elders were taken aback first, and then looked at the impermanent patriarch above the hall at the same time.

The patriarch met their gazes calmly and gave them a look.

The two elders looked at each other, then withdrew from the seat, and then left the hall one after another.

Feng Litan played with the wine glass in his hand, his dark gray eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes followed the two elders who had left.

He glanced at the patriarch on the main hall and lowered his eyes slightly.

Immediately put down the wine glass, looked at Ye Qi and Wen Xiaoai in the center of the hall, then got up and left the hall...

"General Wu, stay." Feng Lidan chased far away before catching up with General Wu.

General Wu stopped when he heard the sound, and turned to look at Feng Lishan who was walking quickly behind him:

"What is the medicine king?"

"General Wu walked in such a hurry, what happened?"

"..." General Wu looked dodgy, as if he wanted to conceal the matter.

"Today is the day of the little princess's wedding, so no mistake is allowed."

"..." General Wu still didn't let go.

"You just talked to the patriarch, what did you say?"

General Wu's pupils shrank, as if he did not expect to be noticed by Feng Liyan.

General Wu could only tell the truth: "Zuo Yan has led his troops to Phoenix Valley, and the patriarch is ready to slash the demon."

Feng Litan frowned slightly: "Is it only Zuo Yan?"

"Unclear temporarily."

"Well, General Wu be careful."

"Yeah." General Wu responded quickly and left.

Feng Lidan looked at the back of General Wu leaving with a solemn expression.

After thinking about it again and again, he turned around and prepared to return to the hall.

Zuo Yan was very cunning. Last time, he deliberately transformed a few clones, and then led them to ambush places in advance, and calculated them one by one, so that their cat demon clan would suffer so much death and injury.

Be careful this time anyway.

The hall is still lively.

After Xi Niang said a few words to bless the newcomer, she let out a loud voice:

"Worship the world."

Ye Qi turned around and faced outside the hall.

And Wen Xiaoai turned around with the help of Xi Niang.

"worship."

The two men bent over and bowed.

"Second worship Gaotang."

Xi Niang assisted Wen Xiaoai and turned back, facing the patriarch above the hall.

"worship."

After paying respect to the patriarch, the two worshipped Elder Ye and Madam Ye again.

"The husband and wife worship."

The two turned around and faced each other.

"worship."

Ye Qi bowed.

Wen Xiaoai didn't.

Xi Niang thought Wen Xiaoai was tired, after all, everyone knew the temper of this little princess.

So he smiled and whispered: "Little princess, there is one last prayer, and the ceremony will be over."

Then he loudly said:

"The husband and wife worship."

"..."

Ye Qi bowed again.

Wen Xiaoai still did not move.

A small face under Hippa was already full of tears.

Ye Qi, who was bent over and maintained the posture of worshipping, just saw drops of crystal falling from the hipa and onto Wen Xiaoai's red wedding shoes.

The color of the bright red shoe suddenly darkened by a few degrees.

Ye Qi's back stiffened, and a dull pain came from his heart, and only felt that those few tears were dazzling.

Wen Xiaoai's waist was straight, and he did not pay respect.

But Ye Qi kept the posture of bending over to worship, and did not move.

Because he didn't know what to do.

"what happened?"

"What happened to the little princess?"

"The ceremony will be finished soon, why don't you pray?"

"Little princess?" Xi Niang called Wen Xiaoai again.

Still no action.

Immediately, whispers spread throughout the hall.