Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 857 - 713

Chapter 857: 713

Tingtian Ao immediately blinked his dog eyes and pondered what kind of trick was this? What on earth was this woman trying to do?

The next moment, Tingtian Ao let out a burp, "Hey, did you forget to shave your armpits? Why do I smell a fox?"

Upon hearing this, the woman’s face instantly darkened, and a trace of murderous intent emerged in her eyes.

She had been sealed for many years and indeed hadn’t paid much attention to grooming.

But did this creature have a death wish?

Soon after, however, she remembered she would need this dog later on and that it was only because of her wine that Tingtian Ao was compelled to speak the truth; she managed to suppress her anger for the time being.

Putting on a forced smile, her voice remained soft and gentle, "So now, is there not many things you’d like to say, many secrets you want to reveal to County Prince Fenyang Li Xuan and today’s bride?"

After hearing her, Tingtian Ao instantly felt a strong urge to spill everything.

With too many secrets hidden within, holding them in had always been painful.

Still, Tingtian Ao innately felt a wave of fear and strived to control its desire.

The woman then draped a light veil over Tingtian Ao, her words filled with reassurance, "Don’t worry, with this on you, General Tingtian, you won’t be beaten to death. Trust me, I guarantee it!"

—At least not until it had revealed those secrets!

Following that, Tingtian Ao indeed toddled toward the front courtyard, drunk and limping.

At the same time, the woman turned into a puff of white smoke with a ’whoosh’ and disappeared into the air.

Just then, Li Xuan finally finished his procession through the streets and arrived in front of the Jiangnan Medical Hall.

Following the matchmaker’s and Ritual Officer’s lead through all the procedures, he then approached Jiang Yunqi, sitting firmly in the center of the hall.

Li Xuan noticed that Jiang Yunqi’s face was somewhat ashen, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Li Xuan knew why; just the other day, he had embraced another girl right in front of Jiang Yunqi.

If it were him, he would have had the heart to slaughter his son-in-law.

Not daring to look further, he respectfully presented the "wedding procession letter" to Jiang Yunqi.

"Father-in-law, your future son-in-law has come today to escort Hanyun over the threshold. Please accept this letter."

A wedding involved the so-called "three letters and six etiquettes," and this procession letter was one of them.

But Jiang Yunqi did not accept it, his expression dark and still as water.

Sweat began to appear on Li Xuan’s forehead, and with an even deeper bow, he said even more respectfully, "Please rest assured, father-in-law, I will surely take good care of Hanyun."

Only then did Jiang Yunqi’s face harden as he took the procession letter in his hand and then picked up a sheet of bright yellow paper, handing it over to Li Xuan.

This was the marriage document signed by Jiang Yunqi and Lady Jiang—a reverse of the "three letters," which were from the groom to the bride’s family; this document was from the bride’s to the groom’s.

With the handover of the marriage document, their daughter would become part of the groom’s family.

However, when Li Xuan reached out to take it, he hesitated slightly, finding himself unable to pull it away.

He glanced at Jiang Yunqi, who was struggling and reluctant, and tugged again, but still couldn’t pull it away.

Worried about tearing the marriage document, Li Xuan dared not exert force and could only look helplessly toward Lady Jiang at his side.

Noticing the anomaly, Lady Jiang immediately let out a light cough.

Empowered by his mother-in-law’s support, Li Xuan tried a third time to take the document, but found it to be as immovable as a mountain still.

After a standoff that had lasted a while and under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Li Xuan felt extremely awkward.

Lady Jiang, too, could bear it no longer. With an exasperated look, she suddenly pounded the tea table beside her with a heavy fist, making a loud ’bam’ noise.

Fortunately, the firecrackers outside were booming incessantly, preventing the sound from drawing too much attention.

Nonetheless, Jiang Yunqi’s hand trembled slightly, and Li Xuan finally succeeded in wresting the marriage document into his grasp.

At that moment, Jiang Yunqi felt disheartened and thought to himself that it was time to let go, waving his hand and saying, "Bring the young lady out."

Li Xuan’s spirits immediately lifted, and he eagerly looked toward the rear hall.

Then he saw a young maiden, Jiang Hanyun, stepping out in bridal attire, her head covered with a red veil.

"My bride!" Li Xuan strode over and bowed to Jiang Hanyun, "Your husband has come to escort you to the wedding sedan."

But as he stood up, ready to take Jiang Hanyun’s other hand, he paused momentarily, surprised.

He noticed the girl in red next to Jiang Hanyun was exceptionally beautiful, especially her enchanting eyes, which nearly made Li Xuan lose himself.

Li Xuan’s righteousness, however, prevailed at that moment.

His gaze, briefly spellbound, cleared up almost instantaneously as he began to assist Jiang Hanyun to the wedding sedan.

Yet Li Xuan failed to notice that Lei, the Six-Tailed Spirit Fox following Jiang Hanyun out, was trembling.

Particularly when its gaze met the red-clad woman’s, the fox’s eyes revealed intense worry, vigilance, and helplessness.

As Li Xuan escorted Jiang Hanyun out of the Jiang residence, Jiang Yunqi watched the leaving figures with knitted brows and a perplexed look, "Wife, who is that girl beside Hanyun?"

Lady Jiang, completely unaware of any oddity, her eyes flickering with a nearly imperceptible spellbinding blue light, smiled faintly, "My dear, you immerse yourself in martial arts and medicine all day long, even failing to recognize everyone around Hanyun? That is Linghu Yao, who has been a clever companion in Hanyun’s room for over three years. I plan to have her accompany Hanyun after the marriage, to take care of her."

Jiang Yunqi could not help but hold his breath, thinking that his wife was indeed muddled.