Chapter 446 The Bride Who Dances Among the Ghosts

The Ghost King’s Mansion.

Yan Mor Calamity, who was originally supposed to go to welcome the bride, was now leisurely stroking his zither in the courtyard.

The sound of the zither was melodious and cheerful, as if it spoke of the joy of the person playing it.

But Yan Qingxuan knew that Yan Mor Calamity was not happy.

Yan Qingxuan let out a light sigh and pushed his wheelchair to Yan Mor Calamity’s side.

“It’s fine if you don’t go to welcome the bride, but you must go to this worship.”

Even though neither Father nor the woman will be here today, there will be no shortage of eyes.

“If she can get in, I’ll naturally go.”

Yan Mor Calamity didn’t even raise his head, his slender fingers still caressing the strings of the zither.

Hmph, if you want to enter the Ghost King’s mansion, it depends on whether or not that woman has the skills.

“Your Highness, the Second Prince, the Third Prince, the Fourth Prince, the Fifth Prince, and the Seventh Prince are outside the mansion seeking an audience.”

The housekeeper of the Ghost King’s Mansion, Jiang Yi, walked into the courtyard and bowed to report.

Yan Mor Calamity’s fingers slightly paused, and the corner of his lips hooked into a disdainful sneer.

Yan Qingxuan was also stunned, then waved his hand with a grave expression, “Bring them in.”

Jiang Yi sniffed and glanced at Yan Mor Calamity, seeing that he didn’t have any reaction, before bowing to the two and answering yes, then turning around and retreating.

Outside the Ghost King’s Mansion, there stood several men in fancy clothes.

“Why hasn’t anyone come to take us in yet, this Ghost King’s Mansion is just troublesome.”

The oldest seven, Yan Sheng Yu, was dressed in a treasure blue brocade coat, and his white and tender face was full of impatience.

Originally wanted to come to see the fun, now can not enter, can not retreat, really unlucky, in the future to beat him to death, also do not come to this evil ghost king house.

“Sixth Brother is getting married today, and the boundary outside this Ghost King’s Mansion isn’t even lifted, is this stopping us or the bride?”

The oldest four, Yan Sheng Yi, was dressed in a flamboyant red coat, and his debauched and unruly face was filled with disdain. His debauched and unruly face was full of disdain.

The second Yan Sheng Yuan and the third Yan Yunling, a flash of ghostly light crossed their eyes at the same time.

“Who says father emperor doesn’t love sixth brother, if you ask me, father emperor loves sixth brother the most, this ghost king’s mansion is full of organs and formations, even a fly can’t fly into it, how clean it is. And only Sixth Brother doesn’t have to go to court, he can sleep until he wakes up naturally every day.”

Yan Sheng Yu said with a hint of envy flashing under his eyes.

In another month, he would be fifteen, and after that, he would have to go to court every day, and just the thought of having to get up at c.m. every day filled him with displeasure.

Yan Sheng Yi smiled evilly, “If you are so envious of your sixth brother, why don’t you ask Father Emperor for a decree to marry this Miss Shui family for your sixth brother.”

“No way.” Yan Sheng Yu immediately retreated and jumped back, looking as if he was afraid that people would rely on him.

He is not going to marry that Miss Shui family, I heard that that Miss Shui family has been weak and sickly since childhood, and has been kept in a deep bosom, who knows what she looks like, in case she is an ugly monster.

He’s not marrying an ugly, sickly girl.

Looking at Yan Sheng Yu’s evasive appearance, the crowd all lowered their heads and snickered.

Only Yan Jin Yu was serious, “Fourth brother mustn’t talk nonsense, Sixth Brother will soon be married to Miss Shui family, he can’t joke like this.”

Yan Sheng Yi’s face turned cold, and a flash of displeasure crossed the bottom of his eyes.

“Cough …,” Yan Sheng Yuan coughed lightly and gently drank, “Old Four, Old Seven is not allowed to fool around.”

As soon as Yan Sheng Yuan spoke, Yan Sheng Yi and Yan Sheng Yu were instantly silenced.

The second Yan Sheng Yuan, the fourth Yan Sheng Yi, the seventh Yan Sheng Yu are the Queen’s birth, Yan Sheng Yi and Yan Sheng Yu have been listening to Yan Sheng Yuan since they were young.

The oldest three Yan Yunling is born by Consort Zhen, the oldest five Yan Jin Yu is born by concubine Wan. Consort Zhen and Concubine Wan are both daughters of the Su family, and Yan Yunling and Yan Jin Yu have also been close since childhood.

As for Yan Qingxuan and Yan Mor Calamity, both of them were born by the former Empress.

Jiang Yi walked out of the royal mansion and bowed to Yan Sheng Yuan and the others, “Old slave see several princes, our prince invites you in.”

The corner of Yan Sheng Yuan’s lips hooked up in a meaningful smile, straightened his lapel, raised his foot and took the lead to walk in.

The others followed.

As soon as they entered the Ghost King’s Mansion, the crowd heard a cheerful sound of a zither.

“Who’s playing the piano?” Yan Sheng Yuan raised an eyebrow with a look of interest.

Jiang Yi bowed slightly, “Back to Your Highness, King Rengan, it’s our prince playing the zither.”

At those words, surprise flashed in the eyes of the crowd at the same time.

“It seems that Sixth Brother is in a good mood today.” Yan Sheng Yi had a teasing smile on his lips, but the bottom of his eyes were filled with disdain.

It’s just marrying a merchant’s daughter, and it’s worth him being so happy.

“Several princes this way.”

Jiang Yi didn’t take Yan Sheng Yuan and the others to Yan Mor Calamity’s courtyard, but took them to the main hall.

In the main hall, Yan Qingxuan was already waiting.

“Big brother.” Seeing Yan Qingxuan, several people saluted together.

“They’re all brothers in their own families, no need to be polite.” Yan Qingxuan’s expression was indifferent as he slightly raised his hand.

The people rose and sat on either side, and the waiters immediately brought tea.

Yan Sheng Yi swept his eyes at the attendants in a bored manner, this Ghost King’s Mansion was just as boring as its owner.

“Why don’t you see Sixth Brother?” Yan Sheng Yuan spoke first.

“He’s in the backyard playing the zither.” Yan Qingxuan answered truthfully.

Strange Calamity had always been uninterested in dealing with them, perhaps he was more willing to fiddle with those spiritual musical instruments than deal with these hypocrites.

Yan Sheng Yi sneered, “This is about to be the wedding ceremony, and at this moment there is still a mind to play the qin, Sixth Brother is still really good at it.”

Accustomed to Yan Sheng Yi’s cynicism, Yan Qingxuan wasn’t annoyed and only raised an eyebrow, “The bride hasn’t arrived yet, has she?”

As for the Liang Sheng that Yan Qingxuan spoke of, he had already arrived in the dense forest outside the Ghost King’s Mansion at this moment.

The bride-welcoming party had just walked into the dense forest when a cloudy wind blew, and the originally bright sky was instantly darkened.

Everyone held their breath and lightened their footsteps.

No sound could be heard in the large dense forest except the sound of “Sasha’s” footsteps.

The further they went, the heavier the Yin Qi became, and suddenly the Yin wind rose up, blowing everyone within an inch of their lives.

At this moment, both those who welcomed the bride and those who sent the bride were scared to death.

In the dark and gloomy wind, there were a few transparent figures that vaguely pounced towards the sedan chair.

“Ah …”

The bridesmaids and maids of honor closest to the sedan chair immediately screamed in horror, and their originally bright red faces now became inhumanly pale.

The legend is indeed true, the Ghost King’s Mansion really does have severe ghosts.

“There … are ghosts …”

After the chaotic screams, the sedan chair landed with a bang.

The bearers of the sedan chair all left the sedan chair and ran away, and the maids of honor also wanted to run away, but they were dragged by the bridesmaids.

“Take me with … you,” quivered the glad lady, looking at the maid with a pleading face.

Her legs were weak now and she couldn’t run, but she didn’t want to die here just like that.

Unable to break free, the maid could only drag and pull Hiniang towards the outside of the dense forest.

In fact, her legs were also weak, but when she thought of the death of the two young ladies in front of her, she would have the strength to run out even if she was paralyzed.

The people welcoming the bride also wanted to run, but it was because they were the guards of King Jing’s House, if they ran at this time, not only would they not run for their little lives, they might even involve their families, so they couldn’t run even if they were scared.

But even though they didn’t run, they didn’t rush forward to protect Liangsheng.

Those severe ghosts were obviously coming for Miss Shui family, they didn’t want to go up and die for nothing.

Liangsheng sat in the sedan chair, listening to the commotion outside with mixed feelings.

Joyfully, he should also not want to marry Shui Ruoyan, and sadly, she was afraid that it would be difficult for her to get along with him afterward.

The curtains of the sedan chair were suddenly blown open, and Liangsheng only felt a cloudy wind coming in.

Without the slightest bit of panic, Liang Sheng directly swung out a divine force.

With a “boom”, the blue beam of light hit the black shadow, which instantly dissipated.

Liangsheng slowly stepped out of the sedan chair, her plain hand raised, and the Purple Underworld Sword instantly appeared.

Those dissipated black shadows gathered again and pounced towards Liangsheng.

The Purple Underworld Sword flew up and down with Liang Sheng’s movements, and wherever the sword’s energy went, the black shadows dissipated.

The guards watched Liang Sheng’s movements and all froze there, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

The red dress spreading on the ground, the purple air flying, the aesthetic gesture, the handsome movement, they could never forget this day, could never forget this bride who danced amidst the crowd of stern ghosts.

Soon, all of the severe ghosts dissipated, and the dim sky became bright once again.

Liang Sheng slowly retrieved the Purple Underworld Sword and resumed his seat in the sedan chair.

From the beginning to the end, not to mention the wedding clothes do not mess, even the head of the wedding handkerchief did not move a little position.

“Take me into the king’s house.”

The cool voice instantly pulled the guards back to their senses.

“Yes.”

The leading guard immediately bowed and commanded the guards to carry the sedan chair. That respectful attitude was countless times better than the previous disregard.

Whether it was Han Tian or Luo Bing, both of them honored the strongest, and such a woman who forcefully fought against a group of ghosts had to be admired by them.

Ghost King’s Mansion, backyard.

“Your Highness, the princess is at the door.”

“Medium …”

Just after Jiang Yi’s report fell, the strings were instantly taut.

Yan Mo Yang’s brows frowned deathly tightly, his palm violently exerted force, and the ancient zither that had just played a melodious zither sound, instantly shattered into scraps.

Jiang Yi immediately lowered his head, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and in the bottom of his heart, he continuously mourned for Liangsheng.

The guards welcoming the bride carried Liangsheng all the way to the entrance of the Ghost King’s Mansion, while the princes who were originally in the main hall heard the commotion and walked out together.

“Why isn’t Sixth Brother coming?”

Yan Sheng Yu spoke impatiently while keeping a close eye on the sedan chair.

What does this Ms. Shui look like? Is she ugly or not?

Thinking this way, Yan Sheng Yu couldn’t help but reach his hand towards the sedan chair curtain.

Yan Sheng Yuan and Yan Sheng Yi watched Yan Sheng Yu’s movements in their eyes, but they did not stop them and were even happy to see it.

Yan Yunling’s expression was faint, unable to see any emotions.

On the other hand, Yan Qingxuan and Yan Jinyu frowned at the same time.

Yan Qingshen was just about to speak out to stop him when he saw a silver light flash by.

“There was a clank as a large knife was thrust into the door of the sedan chair.

Yan Sheng Yu instantly shrunk his hand, looking at the large knife that was glowing with silver light, his calves couldn’t help but soften a little.

“Six … Six Brothers …”

The crowd instantly returned to their senses and turned together.

Seeing Yan Mor Yang, Yan Qingxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that this kid wouldn’t come and kick the door of the sedan chair.

A cold aura flew across the bottom of Yan Sheng Yuan’s eyes.

Seeing the force he just had, it didn’t look like something was wrong, so it seemed that we would have to try him later.

Yan Sheng Yuan exchanged a glance with Yan Sheng Yi with deep meaning, and Yan Sheng Yi immediately nodded knowingly.

Ignoring the gazes of the crowd, Yan Morang walked towards the sedan chair step by step.