boyutpedia Chapter 472 Meeting in the New House
Chapter 472 Meeting in the New House
Seeing Tang Yi about to lose his temper, the Queen standing beside him said softly, "Alright, alright, the ceremony is over, the wine has been toasted, bridesmaid, why don't you quickly escort the Crown Princess to the bridal chamber!"
Upon hearing this, the bridesmaids hurriedly stepped forward to cover Yu Qingli and the others with veils again and took them to their respective bridal chambers. Tang Yi also followed the rules and drank with the ministers during the banquet.
Let's talk about Yu Qingli. With the help of Xiluo, she returned to the bridal chamber. The bridesmaids stood aside in an orderly manner, not daring to move, waiting for Tang Yi's arrival.
As soon as she entered the room, Yu Qingli took off the veil. The bridesmaids exclaimed, "Madam, why did you take off the veil by yourself? This is unlucky."
"Alright, what's auspicious or unlucky? If it's truly unlucky, I've already picked it once in the palace, so I don't mind making another trip. You all should go down first. I don't think the Crown Prince will be coming today, so you should all go and rest early."
The bridesmaids looked at each other, but none dared to leave first. The master could be willful, but they, the servants, could not. How could they break the rules at will? If His Highness knew about this, it would be a capital crime! Not to mention that everyone in the palace knew that the woman in front of them was now His Highness's favorite. Although His Highness had married two wives today, they still knew which was more important.
One of the leading bridesmaids smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please don't worry about us servants. We will just wait here."
Yu Qingli frowned. What did this mean? Was he trying to argue with her? Her expression darkened. "I told you to leave, so just leave. Could it be that I, as the master, can't even summon a few servants? If you don't leave, I'll have you escorted out, okay?"
"Your Majesty, calm down! Your Majesty, calm down!"
Yu Qingli snorted coldly and ignored these people. She just ordered Xiluo, "Xiluo, if they don't go down, just press their acupoints and throw them out!"
"My queen, please spare my life!"
The bridesmaids pleaded for mercy but suddenly fell to the ground like kites with broken strings. A voice that was very familiar to Yu Qingli rang out: "Lili, sorry for the wait!"
Then, a slightly thin and enchanting face dazzled Yu Qingli's eyes, and before she could react, she fell into a familiar warm embrace.
Changkong followed closely and jumped down from the beam. Yu Qingli and Xiluo were delighted and felt completely relieved.
"Murong Yanhui..."
Xiluo also excitedly stepped forward and saluted, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Xi Luo, I want to thank you. Thank you for taking care of me and sticking with me all the way." While he was saying this, the strength in his hands did not decrease at all, as if he wanted to completely integrate Yu Qingli into his bones and blood.
"Murong Yanhui, let me go. I'm almost suffocating because of you."
There was a hint of coquettishness in Yu Qingli's tone, which completely melted Murong Yanhui's heart.
"No! Lili, I will never let go of your hand again!"
Xiluo and Changkong exchanged a glance and said, "Master, we will go out and guard first. You two can continue the conversation."
As they were talking, the two of them had already retreated to the door. Murong Yan smiled back and said, "Xiluo is becoming more and more clever."
"Murong Yanhui, I thought you wouldn't show up again." Yu Qingli suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh no, Xing Luo has already informed Tang Yi of your plan. Given Tang Yi's cautious nature, he must have set an ambush. How did you get in?"
"I thought of this possibility when I informed Prince Kang and his family of the plan, so I didn't carry it out at all."
"I guessed that."
"It seems that we are quite in tune with each other!"
Yu Qingli blushed and just as she was about to break free from Murong Yanhui's embrace, he held her back. "Lili, let me hold you a little longer. You know what? When I found out you were taken away, my heart ached like boiling oil. I was so worried I couldn't sleep or eat. I kept thinking, if it weren't for my selfishness, maybe you would still be safe in the Canghe Palace right now."
Yu Qingli was deeply moved. She knew Murong Yanhui was telling the truth, otherwise he wouldn't be so thin and haggard. He was once the most suave and dashing god of war in Canghe, and even in the Three Kingdoms. When had he ever been so miserable? But it seemed that Murong Yanhui always lost his composure when it came to matters concerning her.
This is roughly what it means when people worry too much.
The two of them stayed together for a while, and Yu Qingli reminded him, "Your Highness, if you have anything to say, please wait until we leave the palace. The most important thing now is how do we get out?"
"Don't worry, Lili. Since we can get in here smoothly, we can naturally get out smoothly. But it's really not advisable to stay here for long. So let's leave here quickly."
Murong Yanhui let go of Yu Qingli and interlocked their fingers. Yu Qingli smiled helplessly and said, "What are you doing, Your Highness? You should at least allow me to change my clothes!"
Murong Yanhui seemed to have just come back to her senses, and said with a bit of anger and jealousy: "Lili, you have worn wedding dress twice, but neither time was for me."
Yu Qingli teased, "Do you feel a little bit wronged? I told you that I will not become your princess."
"Whatever you want to be, I will make it happen for you. Whether it's a country woman or the mother of a nation, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do my best to satisfy you."
Murong Yan replied seriously, which made Yu Qingli lose interest in teasing him. She just changed the subject and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. It's more important to leave here as soon as possible."
Murong Yanhui didn't say anything after hearing this and waited for Yu Qingli to change clothes and leave. Not long after, Yu Qingli changed into light men's clothes and followed Murong Yanhui out.
After the two of them walked out of the door together, Murong Yanhui took out a few human skin masks from his side, "In a while, I will pretend to be the mayor of the capital, Qingli, you and Changkong will pretend to be my brothers, and Xiluo will pretend to be my concubine..."
After Murong Yanhui assigned roles to several people, he hurriedly led them towards the palace gate.
"Ouch, ouch, master, help me!"
Xiluo covered her stomach and cried out in pain. Yu Qingli and Changkong supported her on each side, while Murong Yanhui's face was full of embarrassment and a hint of anger that could not be concealed.
The guards guarding the palace gate glanced into the inner hall. The guests had just started their feast, so why were some leaving now?
"May I ask what is this gentleman's official position? Do you have an invitation?"
Murong Yanhui quickly took out the invitation and respectfully handed it to the guard. "I am Zhao Guoan, the prefect of the capital. I would like to leave early. I hope you will be flexible."
The guard glanced at Yu Qingli and Changkong, and didn't seem to notice anything wrong. The woman who was shouting was covered in sweat and her face was very pale, looking like she was sick.
"Since Lord Zhao was invited to the state banquet, why did he leave so soon?"
Murong Yanhui pretended to be depressed and glared at Xiluo who was humming. "It's all because of this woman. There's not a single day of peace. She said she wanted to come to the palace to broaden her horizons, but she came and ate up all the fruits and snacks. Now, she's full from eating too much. I really don't dare to disturb the guests in the palace, so I took this shameful woman away early."
The guard thought it was funny, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes when he looked at Murong Yanhui. It was really true that such a country bumpkin official had such a country bumpkin family. He actually ate too much at the prince's wedding banquet. This would surely become a laughing stock among the people tomorrow.
But it's no wonder. Officials like the prefect of the capital city are not really considered high-ranking officials among this bunch of high-ranking officials and nobles. I guess they don't have any good food or drinks on weekdays.
The guard suppressed the smile in his heart and was about to let these people leave, but was stopped by someone.
"stop!"
Yu Qingli and the others felt a pang of fear in their hearts, but they tried hard to make their expressions and movements appear normal.
Murong Yanhui looked at the person who came. It was a tall military general. Judging from the color of his battle robe, he should be the commander of the Eastern Tang Imperial Guard. Changkong and Xiluo were even ready to get rid of this person and leave by force, but Murong Yanhui stopped them with a look.
The more critical the moment, the more there cannot be any mistakes. Among these people, Yu Qingli knows no martial arts at all, so if something goes wrong, she will be the first person to suffer.
The general stepped forward, and the guards saluted respectfully, putting away their previous arrogance and disrespect. "Commander Jian!"
Murong Yanhui thought to himself, it seems that a difficult person has indeed come. This Commander Jian looks serious and capable, which is obviously different from those guards.
Murong Yanhui quickly put on a flattering smile and said flatteringly, "So it's Commander Jian. My apologies. I've heard of your great reputation a long time ago."
Commander Jian glanced coldly at Murong Yanhui and his group, focusing his gaze on Xiluo and Yu Qingli's faces. Yu Qingli was so nervous that even her palms were sweaty.
Xiluo was not in a much better situation. Her hand was tightly pressing the dagger at her waist, hesitating whether to pull it out and stab the man.
Commander Jian's hawk-like gaze finally settled on Murong Yanhui's face. He looked him up and down, then asked doubtfully, "You said you were the prefect of the capital?"
Murong Yanhui secretly wondered, could it be that Commander Jian had met the prefect of the capital? Or was this just a trick? Whatever it was, he couldn't let on just yet.
"Yes, I am Zhao Guoan, the prefect of the capital. I am grateful that the commander-in-chief still remembers me."
Commander Jian frowned, "Why do I remember that Lord Zhao is a little shorter than you?"
Murong Yanhui was stunned. He clearly remembered that Lord Zhao was about the same height as him. He had chosen this person because of his simple identity and easy-to-control family situation. Moreover, this person's figure was almost the same as Murong Yanhui.