The mansion of Changxing Marquis Geng Bingwen has begun to be decorated with lights and colors, and the whole mansion has been completely renewed. We are just waiting for the arrival of the day to marry the princess on the seventh day of the fourth lunar month.

Because Zhu Yuanzhang was old, the preparation for the princess's wedding was handed over to Zhu Yunwen to take charge of it.

In the side hall of the East Palace, Zhu Yunwen stood up and politely sent away Zhang Yu, the Minister of Rites who came to discuss the rituals of the princess' wedding ceremony. As Zhang Yu's figure gradually disappeared, the huge rock in Zhu Yunwen's heart became heavier and heavier.

It’s only two days before the Emperor’s marriage. Xiao Fan, can you still sit still? Could it be that you really don’t have any affection for the Emperor’s marriage?

The day before the princess’ wedding, there were endless guests at the Changxing Marquis’ Mansion. Geng Bingwen led his son Geng Xuan to stand in front of the mansion to welcome the guests. The father and son smiled with spring.

The palace maids of Shangyijian in the palace have begun to try on wedding dresses for Princess Jiangdu in Zhaoren Palace.

Princess Jiangdu was at mercy like a puppet without a soul of thought. Her pair of empty and unsightly eyes stared at her lost herself in the bronze mirror.

The slender hand that was gathered in the sleeves was tightly holding a golden hairpin. The tip of the hairpin cut through her slender palms, and a string of bright red blood quietly splattered on the gorgeous and precious wedding dress.

Ying'er, you're right, Xiao Fan... He is really not my beloved...

Forget it, the old fate goes with spring. I have fought for my destiny once, tried it, failed, enough...

The inner hall of Xiao Mansion.

Looking at Xiao Fan with an anxious look, he was paced back and forth in the inner hall, and couldn't help but gloating: "Are you stupid? You told you to be pretentious! Now, a good girl is going to marry someone else as a wife..."

Xiao Huamei's small and delicate body turned out from behind the hall, and pulled Xiao Fan with a heartache with a stubble on his face and said softly: "My husband, you should save her."

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly. If it weren't for you, I'd taken action long ago. How do you know the danger hidden behind this? If the matter is exposed, it would be a disaster for the family to be confiscated and exterminated!

Xiao Huamei looked up at Xiao Fan and said, "My husband doesn't have to worry about us. You just need to think about it. When you are fifty and sixty years old, you are lying in bed and recalling your life, will you regret not taking action to save a woman who likes you? Will you regret making her hate her for the rest of your life?"

Xiao Fan was stunned, and his handsome face gradually showed a look of enlightenment.

Yes, I am afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back. Is it better to be a woman, a big man? Why should I worry so many? A man is born in the world, and he should be willing to be revenge and gallop. What is the point of living so timidly?

Just as he made up his mind, butler Zhang came to report outside the door, and Princess Jiangdu's personal maid Mo Yu asked for a meeting again.

This time, Mo Yu didn't say a word to Xiao Fan, but just handed Xiao Fan a piece of paper with tears.

There is only a simple poem on the paper: "As soon as the Marquis enters the deep sea, Xiao Lang is a passerby from now on."

This is a unique poem!

Xiao Fan held the paper and sighed for a long time.

Taixu came over and saw it, and couldn't help but laugh, "This princess is really talented. Wouldn't she come to the marquis's sect tomorrow? Xiao Lang...hehe, wouldn't he become a passerby?"

Xiao Fan curled the paper into a ball, and then said to Mo Yu: "Tell your princess that I can let her not marry Geng Xuan for the time being."

Mo Yu suddenly looked up when she heard this, and her disappointed look suddenly turned into disbelief, and the big eyes were filled with a light of surprise.

"Really...really?"

"Really." Xiao Fan nodded affirmatively.

...

...

Mo Yu left with joy. Xiao Fan was silent for a while and suddenly shouted loudly: "Come here! Go to the Jinyiwei Fushiyao and invite Cao Qianhu to see you!"

Taixu and Huamei also had a smile of joy on their faces. Taixu slapped Xiao Fan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I just said you must be like a man. You should take responsibility and you will never shirk responsibility! Not bad, haha!"

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly and said, "This may be the least calm thing I have done in my life. This is just trying to kill myself with my head..."

Taixu tried his best to encourage him: "Men should have the domineering and sharpness of men. No matter what they do, once they make up their minds, they will do it cleanly and steadily! At worst, they will die, and they will be a hero again twenty years later!"

Xiao Fan was impressed and said: "Master is worthy of being a monk. It is indeed extraordinary. Why didn't my disciples see you as such a fearless warrior before?"

Taixu hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong. I said that it's too big to die, but I mean you, I won't die."

Xiao Fan was unhappy: "If this matter is done, why wouldn't you die?"

Taixu smiled proudly and said, "If things fail, you will be beheaded, and I will run far away..."
Chapter completed!