The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Chapter 442: Ying Family Marries Their Daughter

Feng Qingning burst into laughter, and the bitterness on her lips was even greater than that in her heart.

"You are so good at comforting yourself, little fool."

Feng Qingning came to her, helped Shi Rong up and held her in her arms.

"Good child, the first half of your life has been truly difficult. The Ying and Luo families have wronged you. No matter what, promise Grandmother that you will return alive! The Ying family cannot afford to lose you, and neither can we."

Shi Rong rested his little head on Feng Qingning's shoulder and nodded cooperatively.

"Okay, I promise Grandmother."

While the grandparents and grandchildren were still bidding farewell to each other, Miao Man had also finished changing her clothes and came to them with Xu Liu and others.

She was wearing a deep red wedding gown, which was embroidered with black gold silk thread, with a pattern of Yinhe grass interspersed with poppy flowers and a colorfully printed cow nightmare.

She has thick, jet-black hair, the upper part of which is combed into a meticulous flying moon bun, and the lower part is connected with vertical hair pieces of the same color, hanging long behind her back.

She wears a robin tassel-shaped set of four gold hairpins on her head, which are alternately coiled on both sides of her bun.

Shi Rong withdrew from Feng Qingning's arms, took Miao Man's little hand and patted it, sighing sincerely.

"Our Miao Man is an absolute beauty. This wedding dress suits you very well and is very beautiful."

Looking back, Shi Rong glanced at the three subordinates who were standing behind her. In their eyes, there was reluctance to leave Shi Rong and obsession with Miao Man.

"We're about to go into the mountains, go say goodbye to them."

Who knows if I can still come out tonight... Shi Rong thought so in his heart but didn't say it out loud.

Miao Man nodded and let go of Shi Rong's hand as she was told.

"it is good."

Seeing this, Xia Zhi, who had been crying for a long time, suddenly realized something. She turned her head and looked at Nan Yuan for help.

"Let's go say goodbye to Shi Rong, too? Okay? We promise we won't cause any trouble for her..."

Yup!

After Xia Zhi said this, everyone who was in a state of confusion came back to their senses almost at the same time, and all followed her and looked at Nan Yuan.

The latter shook his head and looked away.

"It's too late. Everything is ready, and there are only three minutes left before the young master enters the mountain. She chose to leave without saying a word and only let you know now."

"On the one hand, she was mindful of the promise she had made to the eldest son. On the other hand, she didn't want you to see her off. She was afraid she would be reluctant to leave."

Shi Rong never said anything about being reluctant about what he decided to do. Nan Yuan was just saying nice things to reassure them.

Yes.

She's right.

In any case, they had no time to see them off. Even if Nan Yuan did not forcibly stop them, the well-armed thugs outside the door who were under the name of Shi Rong would not let them go down the mountain easily.

This little woman clearly hadn't wanted to give them even the chance to hug her from the very beginning...

How cruel!

This woman did things without leaving any way out, and was even more cruel than the bloodthirsty Huo Jiuzhou!

"I'll give this back to you first."

Miao Man took out a sparkling calla lily crystal hairpin from the waistband of her wedding dress and walked up to Huo Yi.

"The mountains are treacherous, my journey is difficult and tortuous, and what I'm about to encounter are all unlucky things. This hairpin is so beautiful, I can't bear to let it be contaminated by the filth inside."

Huo Zhao said nothing. He looked at her, then at the hairpin in her palm. He was not good at speaking, so he could only shake his head to express his deep love.

Miao Man smiled generously.

"It doesn't matter. If I can get out alive, you can help me put it on, okay? If not, just treat it as if it were me..."

When Huo Zhao heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red. He was so sad that he couldn't say a word. He quickly lowered his head, afraid that Miao Man would find out.

She took his big hand and put the hairpin in it. Seeing him hold it, she stretched out her arms and hugged him.

Seeing this, Shi Rong forced a smile. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she didn't want to take Miao Man with her.

But everything is too late after all.

"Young Master, everything is ready. Please sit down and dress according to the wedding procedures."

Xu Liu and his men set up an ebony wooden table in front of the ancestral hall tablet as quickly as possible, and placed a priceless red gold and jade dressing box on it.

Shi Rong nodded, glanced at Feng Qingning, and with her hesitation but tacit consent to compromise, he sat down on the mahogany chair beside the table.

After saying goodbye to everyone, she returned to her side and took the cinnabar jade comb handed to her by Miao Man, and symbolically combed the hair on her temples.

Then she used the specially supplied indigo to outline the ends of her drooping eyebrows twice. Finally, she took the cinnabar paper printed with gold foil and covered her lips with it, gently pursing her lips.

In just a few strokes, the whole person looked as beautiful as a peach or plum, full of charm and beauty.

Standing up, Shi Rong adjusted her thorny silk skirt and flowing robe, opened her arms, and hugged Feng Qingning.

"Grandma, your granddaughter is gone."

The old woman's eyes were filled with tears, but she had no choice but to agree.

"Okay, my dear, be careful on this trip. Remember what you promised your grandmother."

Shi Rong nodded.

"Ah."

Feng Qingning, supported by two maids, made way for Shi Rong.

Xu Liuze arranged the people he had carefully selected in advance in an orderly manner on both sides not far behind Shi Rong.

Miao Man and another unknown young woman were on the left and right, and behind them were four beauties in bright red wedding dresses.

It looks like the concubines that were provided to the eldest daughter of a noble family when she married a king in ancient times.

Behind the six women were two rows of 27 servants, all of them good-looking and dressed in ancient maid costumes.

After finishing the list, Xu Liu smoothed the red wedding gown on his body, cleared his throat, and then two male attendants in uniform standing beside him struck the copper gongs and drums with the word "囍" on them three times.

It emits a long, resounding, powerful sound with an empty echo.

"The Ying family is marrying off their daughter!"

???

Who is she going to marry?!

At that time, everyone in the reception room had already returned to their respective positions under the reluctant guidance of Huo Jiuzhou and Shi Yang.

Unfortunately, before he could even sit down, Xu Liu's words prompted him to stand up again.

Huo Jiuzhou clenched his fists so hard that they made crackling sounds. His scarlet brown eyes glanced calmly at the large number of men in black who were guarding the door outside.

He secretly calculated in his mind the distance, angle and time required to break through a bloody path from here and rush to the Ying Family Ancestral Hall.

The result is obvious, it’s too late!

Ying Shirong, you dare...

He irritably untied his custom-made tie, threw it away, and unbuttoned three buttons of his shirt. Only then did he pretend to be calm and take a deep breath.

Mei Wei: "Jiuzhou, calm down! Didn't Ah Rong say that this is just a play and she won't really get married?"

Huo Zhengtong: "You have to trust her. Don't cause her any more trouble at this critical moment."

As his biological parents who have watched him grow up, how could Huo Zhengtong and Mei Wei not see what he is thinking.