I was spotted by the heroines while doing the quick-travel mission.

Yang Zhao turned and left, and in a corner where Yang Liu couldn't see him, his smile turned into sorrow.

The closer the wedding date got, the more uneasy Yang Zhao became. If Yang Liu's identity as a girl was exposed on the wedding night, let alone what the two people in Yong'an Palace would think, if the emperor knew about it, it would give him a good excuse to wipe out the Yang family again. If he couldn't use them, he would just get rid of them.

Yang Zhao had seen this before and was worried for a moment.

Compared to Yang Zhao, Yang Liu was not so worried. It was just that getting married was easy, but she couldn't just sleep on the floor with the quilt rolled up in the bed during the wedding night. If it got out, Huangfu Ling would inevitably be criticized. She was worried for a while, her thoughts were in a mess and she couldn't think.

The wedding day approached in a flash. It snowed the night before. The white snow wrapped the red dress, and the red carpet was laid all the way from Yang's mansion to Wang's mansion. There were gongs and drums, and eight people carried the sedan chair. The bearers followed all the way, and there was no end in sight.

Yang Liu had a weak leg, so she let Yang Zhao help her onto the horse's back. He held the reins and led the way leisurely in front. Yang Zhao followed beside her on horseback. Although he was held a little by a servant, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

The red wedding sedan chair carried by eight people, with the cold wind blowing and the red curtains fluttering, attracted the attention of passers-by.

Everyone knew that today was the day when the eldest son of the Yang family would marry the princess of the Yong'an Palace.

The winter wind was so sharp that the willow trees' clothes rustled. The handsome face on the horse's back, which had been smiling all the time, was half hidden under the fox fur coat, causing the girls who were watching upstairs to blush and sigh.

The Yang family shops with red lanterns hanging are all located in the best locations. They look prosperous and festive and extremely eye-catching at a glance. Shop assistants come along the street to congratulate him. Yang Liu is not arrogant and just raises his fist to thank them one by one.

The journey between Yang's Mansion and Wang's Mansion was not long, but we walked slowly and arrived at the gate of Wang's Mansion at an auspicious time.

The festive attire before her was no less festive than what she had seen along the way. Yang Liu got off the horse with the help of Yang Zhao, stood at the gate of the palace, said a few polite words, clasped her fists and bowed, then began to instruct the matchmaker.

The attendant bridesmaid brought some candied malt fruits mixed with copper coins wrapped in red paper. She grabbed a handful of prizes from the plate in front of the door and raised it to attract everyone to grab them. Even on this cold winter day, the scene was particularly lively.

As soon as she entered the mansion, the Huangfu couple did not make things difficult for Yang Liu. After welcoming her into the mansion and performing the formalities, they only let her play three levels: one was tossing pots, two was reciting poems, and three was drinking.

As a rare game for Yang Liu to kill time since coming to this world, pitching pot was naturally a piece of cake for him. He hit the target every time with five shots in a row.

The second poem was no problem for Yang Liu. Everyone knew that Yang Liu Yu'an was famous in Beijing, so naturally she did it easily and drew applause from the whole audience.

Third, drinking is even simpler. Yang Liu had attended all kinds of banquets during her lifetime and she was a person who loved wine very much, so this kind of wine was not a problem for her.

They passed the three levels easily. Hong Feng used up all his clever words. With tears in the eyes of the Huangfu couple and Huangfu Ling's reluctant farewell, the two set out on the journey back to the Yang Mansion.

The biting cold wind could not suppress people's desire to watch the fun. They followed the long line all the way and returned to Yang's house surrounded by the crowd.

When they arrived at Yang's house, the dialogue and process ended with almost the same details.

Then the bridesmaid shouted, "The auspicious time has come. Please invite the groom to kick the sedan chair to welcome the bride—"

Following the bridesmaid's instructions, Yang Liu walked slowly to the sedan chair with her cane, kicked it once as a token of her affection, then reached her hand into the sedan chair, waiting for the person inside to get on.

Yang Liu felt the other party's cold and slender fingers on her and frowned slightly, but still led the other party out of the wedding sedan without delay.

"A thousand miles of love is tied by a thread, a piece of red silk marks three lives--" Following the matchmaker's next shout, two beautifully dressed maids held a red silk tied into a heart-shaped knot and handed one end to each person.

It can be seen that Huangfu Ling was very nervous. Although she was holding a round fan, she still held one end of the silk tightly.

"The auspicious time has arrived. Please invite the bride and groom to the wedding hall——"

Taking one step at a time, crossing the saddle and stepping over the fire basin, and stopping and walking, he finally reached the main hall. After the excitement, the most crucial part came.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

As the bridesmaid finished her words, Yang Liu and Huangfu Ling turned to the guests and kowtowed once, twice, and three times.

"Second worship high hall-"

The second is to face the tablets of Yang Yuzhou's parents in front of the hall, kowtow once, twice, and three times.

Yang Zhao stared at the tablet, feeling melancholy for a moment.

"Husband and wife pay homage——"

"Wait a minute!!"

Yang Liu, who was about to bow, was stunned and stopped for a moment when she heard the voice.

Huangfu Ling paused for a moment after hearing this, but he did not raise his eyebrows and lowered his head even more.

A bow.

Kowtow twice.

Kowtow three times.

Yang Liu also reacted in time and kowtowed immediately.

Lin Fan's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed into the wedding hall angrily. However, he was stopped by Yang Zhao in the next second and stood in front of the hall. He had to watch Yang Liu and Huangfu Ling finish their wedding ceremony.

"Huangfu Ling! Tell me! Why! Why on earth did you do that!!" Lin Fan's angry roar was heard by all the guests.

At the moment when Huangfu Ling and Yang Liu finished their wedding ceremony.

The system erupted in an unprecedented sound of joy.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully depriving the male protagonist of 80% of his luck! The male protagonist's luck has now hit rock bottom, which is cause for celebration! Congratulations! Bonus points +, the host currently has points. ]

"Hmm? Then what is the remaining 20% ​​of his luck?" Yang Liu was about to order someone to throw Lin Fan out, but was interrupted by the system.

[It comes from himself. Only if the host defeats him personally and makes him unable to recover, can the remaining luck be taken away. ]

'If I don't deprive him of his remaining luck, will it affect my mission?'

[No, the luck deprivation has been completed, and the main task goal only needs to be achieved. ]

"What if I deprive the hero of his remaining luck?"

[The host has exceeded the task quota and will receive extra points. ]

"I understand. I'll try it first."

After communicating with the system, Yang Liu finally had time to look at Lin Fan who was pushing and shoving with Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao stood in front of them like a mountain. No matter how Lin Fan struggled or made a fuss, he could not cross the threshold. The guests were talking about it. Huangfu Ling hung his head and said nothing. Yang Liu clenched the red curtain in her hand, and let go when the matchmaker shouted to enter the bridal chamber. The maid took Huangfu Ling to the backyard. Yang Liu waved her hand and dismissed the guests in the hall and moved to the backyard for the feast.

When everything was settled, Lin Fan suddenly felt as if all his energy was drained out and he sat down dejectedly. Yang Liu looked down at him, looked at him with contempt and then left. She didn't want to get entangled with Lin Fan any more for fear of causing trouble. When Yang Zhao saw Yang Liu leave, he followed her and went to the back to entertain the guests.

Huangfu Ling sat on the wedding bed holding a round fan, his eyes dull and lifeless, waiting for the guests to leave. Yang Liu had two glasses of wine poured into her, feeling a little dizzy, and she stumbled to the door of the wedding room with the help of someone, and waved her hand to dismiss everyone.

Looking at the closed door in front of her, Yang Liu took a deep breath and restrained her acting skills. She suddenly woke up and pushed the door open. The candlelight in the room flickered and the red curtains were long. Yang Liu slowly approached Huangfu Ling, and her nervousness was obviously obvious. Huangfu Ling was also nervous, and his knuckles turned white while holding the round fan in his hand.

Yang Liu's gentle voice, which had not changed since then, came out, "Ling'er, are you feeling better now?"