The wedding of Wu Yiyu, the legitimate daughter of former Ningxia Regional Commander Wu Xiaohe, and Zeng Kui, the only son of current Ningxia Regional Commander Zeng Pu, was scheduled for early September. Ren Yaoqi had known about this news beforehand and had anticipated that the wedding might encounter some turbulence, but she never expected it would ultimately turn into a farce.
Ren Yaoqi first skimmed the letter hastily before sitting down in the study chair, frowning as she read it from beginning to end. After finishing, she wasn’t sure what expression she should wear.
In the days leading up to the wedding and even on the auspicious day itself, Wu Yiyu had remained low-key, causing no further disturbances. However, no one knew that this was merely the calm before the storm—Wu Yiyu had never intended to reconcile with the Wu family.
On the wedding day, Zeng Kui arrived with his entourage to fetch the bride from the Wu family. Wu Yiyu boarded the Zeng family’s bridal sedan without a word and was carried to the Zeng residence. The upheaval occurred during the wedding ceremony.
Suddenly, Wu Yiyu tore off her red veil and threw it to the ground. Pointing at Zeng Kui, who stood just a step away, she burst into wild laughter. The entire hall of guests was stunned and bewildered.
Had the Wu family’s eldest daughter lost her mind?
The faces of the Zeng father and son darkened. Zeng Pu discreetly signaled to his subordinates to take Wu Yiyu away, but before they could act, she pulled a box from the sleeve of her bright red wedding gown and hurled it at Zeng Kui’s face. The impact drew blood from his nose. Clutching his nose, Zeng Kui glared at Wu Yiyu, his eyes gathering a storm of madness.
Before the Zeng family could seize her, Wu Yiyu pointed at the box on the floor, laughing as she spoke: “Ugly monster, do you recognize what this is?”
Zeng Kui instinctively glanced at the floor, and the attention of the still-dazed guests also shifted downward.
The box Wu Yiyu had thrown had opened upon hitting the ground, emitting a chilling cold. A bloodstained object rolled out of the box and came to a stop at Zeng Kui’s feet.
After one look, Zeng Kui’s face turned deathly pale, as if he had seen some monstrous beast. He hastily retreated two steps.
Wu Yiyu sneered, her face filled with malice and mockery: “Ugly monster of the Zeng family, don’t you recognize this part that fell from your own body? Want to marry and have children? You’d better reattach this first!” As she spoke, she cast a meaningful glance at the area between Zeng Kui’s legs.
When Wu Xiaohe was still alive, Wu Yiyu had spent several years in the Ningxia army, competing with Xiao Jinglin. Wu Xiaohe had no sons, only Wu Yiyu as his daughter, and privately he had considered grooming her as his successor, unwilling to let his legacy fall into others’ hands after his death.
Thus, Wu Yiyu had been domineering and arrogant since childhood, lacking any trace of the restraint and gentleness expected of a young lady from a prestigious family. In her view, anyone who displeased her deserved to pay the price.
Wu Yiyu’s heart belonged only to Yun Wenting. Anyone who stood in the way of their union deserved to die. The thought of a toad like Zeng Kui daring to set his sights on her disgusted her beyond measure. Now that the marriage alliance between the Wu and Zeng families was unavoidable despite her efforts, marrying Yun Wenting seemed destined to remain an unfulfilled regret in her lifetime. Wu Yiyu wished she could skin the Zeng family alive.If Wu Yiyu was going to suffer, then no one else would have it easy either!
Wu Yiyu’s words were like a thunderbolt dropped among those present. The guests stared at the unrecognizable thing on the floor for a moment, and it didn’t take long for them to understand. Some of the women who had stayed in the hall to witness the ceremony screamed and backed away, while others covered their mouths and retched. Even the men couldn’t help but shudder at the sight of the bloodstained object on the floor, and no one dared to step forward.
Only Wu Yiyu, the instigator, remained unmoved, standing there with great interest as she admired the twisted expression on Zeng Kui’s face. It gave her immense satisfaction.
After realizing what had happened, Zeng Pu flew into a rage, no longer caring about maintaining appearances. His face darkened as he ordered, "Tie up this madwoman! Drag her away!"
The Zeng family quickly closed in on Wu Yiyu, but she showed no sign of fear. Instead, she sneered and took a step back. Out of nowhere, a group of people suddenly appeared and stood in front of Wu Yiyu, shielding her. With a sharp sound, they drew their weapons.
By causing such a scene in the wedding hall in front of so many people and even resorting to weapons, Wu Yiyu had clearly never intended to let things end peacefully.
"Hmph! Ningxia is the Wu family’s territory. You think you can capture me? You don’t have what it takes!" Wu Yiyu declared confidently.
During this period of "preparing for marriage" at home, she hadn’t been idle. Before her father passed away, he had given her a team of loyal followers—people who were her direct subordinates and wouldn’t even listen to Madam Wu. When she left home today, she hadn’t come unprepared. Those people had blended into the wedding procession and followed her to the Zeng family.
Aside from these loyal followers, there were also some martial artists who had pledged allegiance to her, waiting outside to provide support. These were the same martial artists who had helped her castrate Zeng Kui. Wu Yiyu was not short on money and believed she could control these profit-driven martial artists. That was why she felt so fearless today.
Zeng Pu’s expression grew even uglier. He hadn’t expected Wu Yiyu to have such a trick up her sleeve. Seeing the situation escalate into a tense standoff, the guests, fearing they might get caught in the crossfire, began to retreat, causing chaos in the hall. Zeng Pu wanted to use force to subdue Wu Yiyu, but with so many people in the hall, he hesitated, constrained by his concerns.
Wu Yiyu sneered coldly, as if she had anticipated this all along. She had already caused enough trouble—enough to make the Zeng father and son suffer greatly. Not wanting to stay and be at their mercy, she began to retreat under the protection of her own people.
Zeng Kui, who had stood motionless all this time, suddenly raised his head. With an expressionless face, he snatched a knife from a guard standing beside him and, without a word, lunged toward Wu Yiyu. His twisted face bore the look of someone who would kill gods and buddhas alike if they stood in his way.
Wu Yiyu’s people quickly shielded her, blocking Zeng Kui’s attack. At this point, Zeng Pu could no longer worry about appearances and immediately ordered his men to capture Wu Yiyu.
The two sides clashed, with Wu Yiyu’s people fending off the Zeng family while protecting her as they retreated. As long as they could make it out of the courtyard, reinforcements would be waiting outside, so they had nothing to fear.Wu Yiyu's people truly had some skill. These were elite soldiers Wu Xiaohe had gifted to Wu Yiyu, no less capable than the Zeng family's guards, and Zeng Pu had not yet had the chance to summon more reinforcements.
Thus, Wu Yiyu smoothly broke through the encirclement and dashed out of the courtyard.
At that moment, Wu Yiyu shot a meaningful glance at the guard protecting her. Understanding her intent, the guard raised a finger to his lips and let out a sharp, piercing whistle.
Those who had earlier infiltrated the Wu family's wedding procession, Wu Yiyu's people, emerged from unknown corners and rushed forward, shielding her as they fled.
These newly appeared individuals were also highly skilled. Zeng Kui swept his gaze over them and noticed two who looked strikingly familiar. Unwillingly, his mind drifted back to that day he least wanted to recall, and the last trace of color drained from his face.
"Capture them all! Let not a single one escape!" Zeng Kui's voice was icy and sinister, each word seemingly forced through clenched teeth, sending shivers down the spines of everyone present.
Seeing Zeng Kui like this, Zeng Pu also sensed something amiss. He stared at those protecting Wu Yiyu, clenched his fists tightly, and looked at Wu Yiyu as if she were already dead.
He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.
The Wu family—truly impressive!
Zeng Pu did not pursue Wu Yiyu and her group. Instead, he gestured behind him, and a guard-like figure swiftly ran off. Seeing this, Zeng Kui also halted his pursuit. His face remained ghostly pale, but a cold, sinister smile slowly curled at the corner of his mouth. The Zeng family steward, hiding nearby, accidentally caught a glimpse of that smile and stumbled backward, nearly tripping over his own feet.
Thanks to the desperate protection of her own people and the Zeng family's delayed response due to the many guests that day, Wu Yiyu managed to escape the Zeng estate.
She glanced back at the main gate of the Zeng residence, a mocking and self-satisfied smile on her lips, then dashed toward the carriages and horses prepared by her allies not far away.
Beyond the Zeng family gate lay a street alley. Once they cleared the alley, the prearranged carriages and horses would come into view. As she ran, Wu Yiyu thought to herself that with the commotion she had caused, Ningxia was no longer safe for the time being. She planned to take her people and stay in Yunyang City for a while.
It had been a long time since she had seen Yun Wenting. Thinking of that flawless, most perfect man in the world, her heart still fluttered with excitement.
They would meet again soon. This time, no matter what means she had to use, she would definitely win him over...
At that moment, Wu Yiyu held onto this beautiful wish in her heart.
Just as they were about to burst out of the alley, with the carriages in sight, numerous figures armed with crossbows suddenly emerged from the rooftops surrounding them.
These seemingly apparitional figures silently raised their crossbows, aiming squarely at Wu Yiyu and her party.
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