C15 On the Eve of the Grand Wedding

"This is slander." Ji Qingyue explained in a high-pitched voice.

"Then, do you still have feelings for Little Yu?"

"Of course, it's not that easy to forget someone you like."

"It's quite good. Tomorrow, the day of Little Yu's death. You won't forget it, right?"

"Of course not."

Lin Han let go of his hands and slowly left the Ji Family.

Actually, there was nothing much to ask, it was just a formality, if Ji Qingyue really regretted it.

Lin Han wouldn't be so merciless as to bury her alive beside Little Yu's grave.

However, it was obvious that Ji Qingyue didn't have the slightest bit of regret in her heart.

"Ji Chuan, let me give you a piece of advice. There are some people you can't afford to offend."

Looking at the restless Ji Chuan.

Ma Yulong stood up, dusted his knees and left in a low voice.

Xiao Hu was like a dog as he lowered his head and followed behind Ma Yulong.

"A young person should be feared, a young person should be feared!" Ji Chuan burst into laughter.

"Father, this time, we have completely lost face for our Ji Family. We must not let this brat off so easily."

The three sons all surrounded him.

"Of course not, Ji Yu, go to the Murong Family. Tomorrow is the wedding day of the Murong Family, and all the clans of the Jiangnan City have come to congratulate you. I heard that there are many people from outside the province who would like to pay their respects."

Ji Chuan had his hands behind his back. This was just a small matter, the real issue was the marriage between his Murong Family and the Song Family tomorrow.

This was also the beginning for the four Wealthy Classes, when they had complete control over the economy of Jiangnan City.

"Yes, Father." Ji Yu's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Get a few doctors to come over and check on Yue Er and Ji Xun's injuries." Ji Feng quickly had all the Ji Family members mobilize.

"Dad!" Tomorrow, I will dig up Lu Yu's toad's grave. "

Ji Qingyue covered her red face, her beautiful eyes filled with malice.

"Tomorrow is the great day of celebration for the entire city in Jiangnan City. Whoever dares to pay their respects to Lu Yu, will meet with misfortune in Murong Family."

Tomorrow would definitely be the most grand day of the Jiangnan City.

… ….

As the sun set, tonight's Jiangnan City began to fill the air with a slightly nervous atmosphere.

The saffron pavilion outside Cang Lan River looked down at the entire Jiangnan City.

This was where the Patriarchs of the four families usually discussed matters.

It was also the meeting point for the Red Union's Chamber of Commerce formed by the four great families.

One of them had his hands behind his back as he faced the vast river. He gave off the aura of a man who had left the world to rule the world.

Song Hanlin, Hong Tian Qiao, and Ji Feng, the heads of the three Wealthy Class families, seemed to have him as the center.

That person was none other than the Patriarch of Murong Family, Murong Jue.

"When did it start?"

Murong Jue said.

The butler, Murong Jie, respectfully replied: "Five days ago, the adopted son of Lu Family returned and destroyed Lu Yinyao's son-in-law. After that, he injured Soong Tianhao of the Song Family and caused a huge ruckus.

"Five years in the army, return in glory, return home in glory, and one of the three great happenings of life!"

A calm voice sounded, and it seemed to be filled with a smile.

"I've checked the records of this adopted son of my Lu Family. It seems that for the past five years, he has only been a soldier."

Murong Jie replied.

The other three Patriarchs also laughed when they heard this.

"However, the female comrade beside him seems to have quite the background. She has a position in the Northern Realm."

Murong Jie added.

These words froze the smiles of the three family heads.

The Northern Realm was the most mysterious and powerful of the four great realms, because of the existence of the deified.

Almost no one dared to offend him.

"Tomorrow, there will be an important person present, so there's no need to panic. Also, this is Southern Realm, not Northern Realm."

Murong Jue's eyes were deep and calm.

If the identity of the person from Southern Realm were to be released, let alone the Jiangnan City, it would cause the entire south to tremble three times.

Furthermore, there was more than one grand character participating in tomorrow's wedding ceremony.

"That's right. She's only trash who relies on women. There's nothing to fear." Hong Tian Qiao spoke.

"Five years of time, and he's only a soldier with a large head. To be able to make friends with him, he's only the position of Forbidden Guard Elder."

Song Hanlin analyzed.

"Tomorrow is the day of the death of our son from Lu Family. Nothing will happen to him, right?" Ji Feng brought up another matter.

"I have already called the Chief Officer. No one is allowed to pay their respects tomorrow."

Murong Jue knocked on the pavilion's fence as if everything was under his control.

"Alright, tomorrow will be the day of my beloved daughter's grand wedding. Everyone must attend with great dignity since a great character is coming to visit. You must not lose your manners."

Murong Jue spread his hands, feeling a domineering aura that could swallow the world.

… ….

"Dad, mom, tonight we will prepare some yellow paper candles and then we will go to the Eight Well Mountain tomorrow to worship Little Yu."

Lu Yinyao said weakly.

"Sacrifice? Last year, we were going to pay our respects and were chased down the mountain. Little Yu's grave was almost destroyed.

Wang Wenjun scolded with excitement.

"Forget it! Tomorrow is the big day of the marriage between the Murong Family and the Song Family, so if we want to pay our respects to Little Yu, we can only go there secretly at night. "

Tears welled up in Lu Feng's eyes.

Having lost his son after so many years, he was already feeling extremely sorrowful. Right now, he couldn't even pay his respects. What sort of grievance was this?

"Tomorrow, our family will go and pay our respects to Little Yu."

It was unknown when Lin Han walked in from the outside.

"You trash, what ability do you have to go cause trouble?"

Wang Wenjun glanced at Lin Han and snorted. She went back to her room and closed the door.

"Little Han, don't blame your foster mother. She's suffering too."

Lu Feng patted Lin Han's shoulder.

"I understand!"

Lin Han nodded.

"There's no need to trouble foster father and godmother. Let's go buy yellow paper candles together."

Lin Han looked at Lu Yinyao and suddenly said.

"Forget it!" Lu Yinyao bit her red lips. A family was already unfortunate enough to have to struggle to survive.

Tomorrow was the day of Murong Family's grand wedding, and the entire Jiangnan City was in a state of joy.

Such power, if it were determined to pay homage to Little Yu.

It would only send a family into a deep abyss.

"The Four Great Wealthy Classes are the heavens above the Jiangnan City. Who can overturn the heavens?"

Lu Yinyao revealed a helpless smile.

"We're just going to walk together and buy some yellow paper candles. It's also a good idea to worship at home."

Lin Han revealed a sunny smile.

This smile made Lu Yinyao stifled, as if she had returned to those years ago.

"Alright!"

Lu Yinyao nodded.

The evening in early autumn was very beautiful, and the streets were decorated with all sorts of festive decorations.

Bus stop billboards, building lights, any place that can advertise.

There were wedding photos of Murong Qin and Song Qixing.

In every green belt of the city, cherry blossom trees were planted.

It was said that this tree was the favorite tree of the Mu Rong family.

The whole city congratulated him on his wedding.

Other than the Murong Family of the head of the Four Major Wealthy Classes, no other family could achieve such a feat.