Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

He treasured the letter and the small gift he asked for.

Wen Renli placed a kiss on the small gift, as if he was kissing his lover far away through the gift.

Even though his lover's handwriting is not really beautiful in the eyes of ordinary people, he thinks it is the cutest font.

It is to neutralize the somewhat annoying writing style.

Wen Renli looked at the city filled with smoke in the distance and continued bandaging the wound and writing prescriptions.

His eyes were full of compassion.

Wen Renli is such a person, compassionate but polite and distant to everyone.

The smoke of war had not yet reached the capital, so Feng He lay at home for a while.

As his wedding date with Wen Renli was getting closer, the war showed no sign of abating.

I don't know whether this marriage will be concluded or not.

As it turns out, it still has to end.

Half a month before the wedding date, Wen Renli was called back.

Feng He was also asked by his family to learn wedding etiquette, and his dowry had been almost prepared.

Feng He always felt that the current situation was about to start a storm.

The rebellion was led by General Zhao, and his son Zhao Changyu also participated.

He had a good relationship with Zhao Changyu, and he was also engaged to Wen Renli. Therefore, the Marquis's mansion was in a difficult position.

Before the wedding, Feng He and Wen Ren Li were not allowed to meet.

As soon as July 7th arrived, the wedding was held on time.

Feng He was woken up in the early morning, and many maids helped him put on his dress, braid his hair, draw his eyebrows and put on powder.

Last night, Feng He took a bath filled with flower petals and milk at her request.

The skin is whiter than snow and the fragrance penetrates the bones.

Feng He was tossed back and forth like this, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. He just felt that his face was being tossed around, with something applied here and there.

The same goes for hair. The hairstyle I’m going to do today is a very complicated one, a style like Eighteen Bends in the Mountain Road.

A pile of gold, silver and jewelry was worn on the head.

When she finally put on the phoenix crown, Feng He felt like her neck was being pressed so hard that she couldn't lift it up.

This is made of pure gold.

After getting dressed up, Feng He went to bid farewell to her parents and was then stuffed into the sedan chair.

Feng He's wedding procession was extremely long, with the endless dowry following behind them seeming to have no end in sight.

It’s all ten miles of red makeup.

The originally tense atmosphere on the battlefield was largely dispersed by this happy event.

The wedding ceremony can also be used in this way.

The Marquis' Mansion was some distance away from the Eastern Palace. Feng He got up early in the morning and tossed and turned all morning without eating a single grain of rice.

He is now starving to death.

But there was no way, there was no food in the sedan, so he could only endure it.

Feng He slept for a while with her eyes slightly closed. After arriving at the Prince's Eastern Palace, the sedan chair stopped, firecrackers rang out, and the place was lively and joyous.

Feng He was helped out, and Wen Ren Li was waiting for him in front of the East Palace.

Feng He was led by Wen Renli into the main hall of the East Palace.

Feng He was wearing a red veil, but the noisy sounds outside could still be clearly heard by his ears.

Wen Renli's palms were slightly sweaty, but he still held him tightly.

I didn't expect that Wen Renli, who is usually calm and composed, would be so nervous at this time.

Feng He looked at their tightly clasped hands through the red veil in a daze.

There were many guests gathered in the main hall of the East Palace, including civil and military officials, royal relatives, princes and princesses, and even the emperor and Feng He's parents whom she had just bid farewell to.

The auspicious time has arrived, and Feng He and Wen Ren Li were arranged to get married in the hall.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

"Second worship high hall-"

"couple--"

"boom!"

A loud noise interrupted the wedding, it was the rebels who attacked the imperial city.

The originally quiet and solemn wedding scene suddenly turned into chaos.

The sounds of fleeing and screaming mixed together.

Cen Feiyu's handsome and cold face was stained with a trace of blood, and his sharp sword split open the door of the main hall.

He stared at Wen Renli expressionlessly, his dark eyes flickering with a few scarlet dots of murderous intent.

Wen Renli was surprised to see Feng He's former servant "Xiao Zhuzi".

It turned out that "Cen Feiyu", one of the rebel leaders, was him.

The Marquis's wife and the Marquis were also shocked.

Feng He was also attracted by the unusual movement, but because there were too many people present, he did not dare to lift the veil.

The ministers in the main hall of the East Palace all gasped. How could the rebels break into the imperial city so easily? This meant that all the surrounding cities had fallen within a day or two.

There was no way they hadn’t received the message.

The Sheng Dynasty is about to fall!

The emperor's face on the high platform turned pale and blue.

Cen Feiyu ignored these people for the time being. His eyes were almost burning red from Feng He's wedding with someone else.

Hey.

A violent and depressed feeling was running rampant in my chest.

Cen Feiyu couldn't help but hate himself. He was only focused on training troops and seizing power, and didn't care about what was happening in the capital at all.

This is why the plan was carried out so slowly, and unexpectedly it was delayed until Feng He and Wen Ren Li’s wedding.

Originally, they had not been able to attack the imperial city so quickly. It was after he heard the news that he concentrated his firepower and attacked the capital.

Cen Feiyu lowered his eyes, then he grabbed Feng He, who was standing there in a daze.

He brought Feng He from Wen Renli's side and put her into his arms.

I haven't hugged Feng He for a long time. He has lost some weight.

Feng He was startled by the sudden movement and immediately pulled open the veil on his head.

How could he see Cen Feiyu's cold and murderous face, and his eyes were fixed on himself without blinking.

Feng He got goosebumps.

"Little...little bamboo."

Feng He was not too shocked because it was expected, it just happened a little suddenly.

Madam Hou looked at Cen Feiyu nervously. She pointed at him with a trembling finger and said, "You... you should let go of my child."

Cen Feiyu did not let Feng He go. He didn't want to wait any longer.

So Cen Feiyu threw away the knife in his hand and pointed the sword directly at the emperor.

This scene happened so suddenly that many people did not react.

"puff!"

The emperor spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at Cen Feiyu in disbelief.

The officials and their families at the scene were so frightened that they ran away in panic.

Wen Renli also drew his sword and pointed it at Cen Feiyu. There was no sadness in his eyes, as if it was not his country that was destroyed.

Cen Feiyu smiled contemptuously and casually pulled out a knife from the hand of the subordinate who was following him.

The soldiers who came with Cen Feiyu were all trying to stop the chaotic situation. Cen Feiyu had told them in advance not to harm ordinary officials, especially the Marquis and his wife.

Cen Feiyu deflected the sword in Wen Renli's hand in just a few moves. It wasn't because Wen Renli was too useless, but because Cen Feiyu was no longer a human being.

No matter who competes with him, no one can last more than five moves.

Cen Feiyu's sword was already on Wen Renli's neck, and Feng He gasped in fear.

He immediately said, "Stop it now, don't kill the prince...Wen Renli!"

Cen Feiyu looked at Feng He again, narrowed his eyes, and said in a vague and eerie tone: "Are you really in love with him?"

Feng He didn't know how to explain it. He knew that his level couldn't be called love, but he liked it...

Feng He shook his head honestly.

He saw Wen Renli smile.

But this smile is not pretty, it is completely different from the gentleness and elegance that Wen Renli had before.

Cen Feiyu was stunned. He didn't expect Feng He to react like this.

"My lady, I have come to fulfill my promise: to make you the queen."

Cen Feiyu put down the knife, picked up Feng He and walked out of the East Palace at the same time.

The soldiers sent all the ordinary officials back home, only Wen Renli and his brothers and sisters were escorted to the Tianlao.

Now that Cen Feiyu has killed the emperor, this country is bound to perish.

Wen Renli was devoted to medical treatment and had no interest in governing the country, so it was impossible for him to start a restoration movement.

At this time, the people in the palace had already run away and dispersed. Cen Feiyu's soldiers cleared the way for him, and Cen Feiyu entered the palace almost unimpeded.