The greeting team is jubilant, Dong'an Street from Lin Mansion to Baye's Mansion on Dong'an Street has long been under martial law, all the way more than 10 kilometers paved with bright red stalls, there are eight desolate regiments on both sides of the street wearing military uniforms, soldiers wearing red flowers are under martial law, drummers, flower boys are in a group every 50 meters, playing music and scattering flowers in the sound of firecrackers.

The people on both sides of the street have congratulated this spectacular wedding scene, the last time I saw such a lively scene, it had to be the Pu Yi of the Manchu royal family, and for a time the entire Yanjing City was unprecedentedly lively, and all of them were extremely envious of the eldest lady of the Lin family.

The greeting team walked very slowly, Lin Pujia sat in the sedan chair, without the slightest joy, and the cheers and noises all over the world seemed to have nothing to do with her, and she was completely estranged.

She is now like a dead person, her soul is dead, the only difference is that she is still alive physically!

Lin Mengyi followed behind the sedan chair, and what was incompatible with everyone was that she cried all the way after walking!

She is very sad, both for her sister and for herself!

Today is Pu Jia's marriage, tomorrow it will be her turn, my sister is right, they have been fighting against known fate since birth, my sister has become the hottest big star in the north, but so what, when my father and the lazy moths in the family sit together to drink and have fun, it quietly pushes Pu Jia to the abyss of fate.

It's not the saddest thing for her.

She was sad that Qin Yi didn't appear after all, Dong'an Shili, she watched all the way, waited all the way, and still didn't see him.

She touched the jade pendant hanging on her chest, which was a token of love from him!

Lin Mengyi will never forget that Qin Yi stood on the tower and confessed to her. and someone in his heart, he looked panicked, and that kind of youthful and shy love made her heart sprout.

But she knew that all this was just a romantic encounter, and in the past two years, she had heard a lot of rumors about him.

He is no longer the Qin Yi who will be nervous for her, but the overlord of the south who is powerful, with Wan Xiaoyun, Yun Xiaoxiao, Wen Xueyan and many other celebrities.

Lin Mengyi is strong in her bones, she never looked back to ask Qin Yi again, nor did she go to him!

The dignified Qin Hou Xing may have forgotten about her a long time ago, if you don't come, I won't go, why bother to find yourself bored.

This time, she entrusted Lin Chong to find Qin Yi, and she was already very determined!

Because she believed that Qin Yi understood that she was asking for help for Lin Pujia, why wasn't it for herself? Pu Jia is married, it is only a matter of time before she marries her, if he has a heart, even if he does not help, it is always not difficult to come and say goodbye.

However, no, everything is in vain, etc.

He's not coming!

Why did he die for himself and his sister, a romantic I like you?

"Please, Lin Mengyu, do you want to be so stupid? He is the king, what he wants is the country, what does it have to do with your love? ”

"I'm so stupid, how could I be so stupid as to ask him to take action and use this cruel truth to break my last good memory?"

"If you don't come, I won't go, let's have a destiny!"

Lin Mengyu muttered in his heart, but in the end, he actually howled.

"Miss!"

"Miss Lin, on a big day, please respect yourself!"

Yan Jiuniang frowned on the side and reminded.

"Why can you laugh and not allow me to cry?" Lin Mengyi wiped away her tears and said coldly.

"Simple, if you shed one more tear, I will kill one Lin family, and if you shed two lines of tears, I will destroy your entire clan." A handsome young man riding a big horse next to him said coldly.

"Who are you?" Lin Mengyi raised his head and looked at the young man who was high up, his eyes were full of hatred.

"Don't doubt what I say, because I'm Yan Dongyang!"

"Listen to me, speed up, don't miss the eighth uncle's time!"

"Drive!"

The young man glanced at Lin Mengyu indifferently and arrogantly, shouted domineeringly, and beat the horse away.

"Yan Dongyang, scum!" Lin Mengyu bit her lip tightly, and her heart was already full of hatred.

"Miss, don't make trouble!" Lin Zhong reminded.

"Uncle Chong, did you really deliver it?" Lin Mengyu asked.

"It's true!" Lin nodded heavily.

"I know, I won't cry, Uncle Chong, I've worked hard for you." Lin Mengyu wiped away her tears, and her heart was empty in an instant.

"Stop the car!" Lin Pujia's cold voice came from the sedan chair.

"Miss Lin, what's wrong with you?" Yan Jiuniang aggravated her tone a little impatiently, and asked coldly.

"Let my sister come up, she's a bridesmaid, I'm going to talk to her." Lin Pujia said.

"Okay, the eighth master said, you are the biggest today, you go up." Yan Jiuniang said to Lin Mengyi.

Lin Mengyi got into the sedan chair, Lin Pujia took off her hijab and sat upright, like a dead corpse, her face was bloodless, and her charming and smart eyes in the past were not a little angry.

As she got closer and closer to the Eighth Master's Mansion, her whole body was trembling, and she opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Sister!" Lin Mengyi hugged her tightly.

"Xiao Gardenia, listen to my sister. This tomb of the Lin family, I will fill it alone, you are innocent, if you still have Qin Yi in your heart, go to him. If not, choose a clean place and be an ordinary person with peace of mind. ”

"The Lin family, your father, is unreliable!"

Lin Pujia hugged her sister and said hurriedly.

"Sister, tell me, do you have that plan?" Lin Mengyi asked painfully.

"Yes, believe me, it was a relief. I'm so tired, really, I don't have the slightest strength to accompany that old guy! Lin Pujia nodded.

Lin Mengyi was just about to speak, and Pu Jia said: "If you really think about your sister, send me on the last journey with peace of mind." ”

"Do you remember the song your mother taught you?"

"Good sister, sing it to me......"

Lin Pujia held her face and smiled sadly.

Lin Mengyu didn't cry again this time, opened her lips lightly, and sang in a low voice: "Don't care how it ends in the future, at least we have been together ......"

"Yes, once together, I at least found my beloved, what is there to be dissatisfied with and regret?"

Lin Pujia sighed slowly.

……

Yan Baye stood in the early morning sun wearing a big red wedding robe, his body full of gold silk carved dragon embroidery shining, lining his snow-white skin, almost bewitching handsome face, like a prince who came out of an ancient style painting, arrogant and noble.

Standing behind him are the four young men of Dongyang, Xiyang, Nanyang, and Beiyang, the envoys of the martial gods who have cultivated to the highest level, the envoys of the major sects of Kunlun, and the ancient martial arts elders of the Yan family's own clan, these people can pull one out at will, and they are all stomping and shaking the mountains in the martial arts world, and even the envoys sent by the political head Sun Ziwen can only stand in the second echelon!

Outside the gate of the Eighth Master's Mansion, the Yan family's secret guards who were shrouded in black iron armor and only showed a pair of eyes were maintained.

There are only two people in the Yan family who can use the secret guard, Martial God and Yan Mugong! In order to support the scene for the eighth master and maintain order, this was specially transferred by Yan Jiutian.

And Yan Baye's headquarters, the Eight Desolation Army, is even more surrounded by three streets outside the mansion, and at the same time, Yan Zhan's military headquarters, all kinds of fighters are also on standby at any time, if you say it is a person, it is a fly, and you want to fly out of the palm of the Yan family.

(End of chapter)