The wedding between Wu Yiyu, the legitimate daughter of former Ningxia Commander-in-Chief Wu Xiaohe, and Zeng Kui, the only son of current Ningxia Commander-in-Chief Zeng Pu, was scheduled for early September. Ren Yaoqi had known about this news beforehand and had originally anticipated that this wedding might encounter some complications, but she never expected it would ultimately develop into such a farce.

Ren Yaoqi first quickly scanned the letter, then sat down in the study chair and read through the entire letter with furrowed brows. After finishing, she didn’t even know what expression she should have on her face.

In the period leading up to the wedding and right until the wedding day itself, Wu Yiyu had maintained a very low profile without causing any more incidents. However, no one knew this was merely the calm before the storm – Wu Yiyu had never intended to make peace with the Wu family.

On the actual wedding day, when Zeng Kui brought people to the Wu family to fetch the bride, Wu Yiyu silently boarded the Zeng family’s bridal sedan and was carried to the Zeng residence. The dramatic turn occurred during the wedding ceremony when the couple was supposed to bow to heaven and earth.

Wu Yiyu suddenly yanked off her bridal veil and threw it to the ground, then pointed at Zeng Kui, who stood just one step away from her, and burst into maniacal laughter. The room full of guests was both shocked and bewildered.

Could it be that Miss Wu had suffered some kind of hysteria?

The Zeng father and son’s faces changed color. Zeng Pu secretly signaled to his subordinates to take Wu Yiyu away, but Wu Yiyu pulled out a box from the sleeves of her bright red wedding dress and hurled it at Zeng Kui’s face. The box struck his nose, drawing blood. He covered his nose and stared at Wu Yiyu, his eyes gathering a storm of madness.

Before the Zeng family could seize her, Wu Yiyu pointed at the box on the ground while laughing and said, “Ugly monster, do you recognize what this is?”

Zeng Kui instinctively glanced down at the ground, and the attention of the room full of still-stunned guests also turned to the floor.

The box Wu Yiyu had thrown opened when it hit the ground, releasing cold vapor. A bloody object fell out of the box and rolled to Zeng Kui’s feet.

After glancing at it, Zeng Kui’s face turned deathly pale, and like someone who had seen some terrible beast, he quickly stepped back two paces.

Wu Yiyu let out a mocking laugh, her face full of malice and derision: “Ugly monster of the Zeng family, don’t you recognize something that fell off your own body? Want to marry and have children? You should first reattach this thing!” As she spoke, Wu Yiyu meaningfully glanced at the area between Zeng Kui’s legs.

When Wu Xiaohe was still alive, Wu Yiyu had spent several years mingling with the Ningxia military forces to compete with Xiao Jinglin. Since Wu Xiaohe had no sons and only Wu Yiyu as a daughter, he had privately considered training her as his successor, as no one was willing to make wedding clothes for others after death.

Therefore, Wu Yiyu had been domineering and tyrannical since childhood, lacking any of the restraint and gentleness that aristocratic young ladies should possess. In her view, whoever made her unhappy should pay the price.

Wu Yiyu only had Yun Wenting in her heart – anyone who interfered with her being together with Yun Wenting deserved to die. A toad like Zeng Kui dared to have designs on her, which disgusted her beyond measure. Now that the marriage alliance between the Wu and Zeng families couldn’t be prevented despite all her efforts, and marrying Yun Wenting seemed destined to become a lifelong regret, Wu Yiyu wished she could flay the Zeng family alive.

If she, Wu Yiyu, couldn’t have a good life, then no one else should expect to either!

Wu Yiyu’s words were like throwing a thunderbolt among those present. The guests stared at the unrecognizable object on the ground for a few moments – who could fail to understand? Some women who had remained in the hall to observe the ceremony cried out in alarm and retreated, while others simply covered their mouths and began retching. Even the men, looking at the dried bloodstained object on the ground, couldn’t help but develop goosebumps, and no one dared approach.

Only Wu Yiyu, the instigator, remained standing there unmoved, even enjoying the twisted expression on Zeng Kui’s face with great interest, which gave her immense satisfaction.

After Zeng Pu recovered from his shock, he flew into a rage, no longer caring about maintaining face. With an extremely ugly expression, he said, “Tie up this madwoman for me! Drag her away!”

The Zeng family members quickly surrounded Wu Yiyu, but she showed no fear whatsoever. She merely sneered and stepped back, and somehow, many people suddenly appeared from nowhere, quickly positioning themselves in front of Wu Yiyu to protect her while simultaneously drawing their weapons with a metallic ring.

To suddenly cause trouble in the wedding hall before so many people and even draw weapons – Wu Yiyu had never intended this to end well.

“Hmph! Ningxia is the Wu family’s territory. Want to capture me? You don’t have that capability!” Wu Yiyu declared with complete confidence.

During this period when she had been “preparing for marriage” at home without making a sound, she hadn’t been idle. When her father was alive, he had given her a group of men – these were her direct subordinates who wouldn’t even listen to Madam Wu. When she left the house today, she hadn’t come unprepared; those men had all infiltrated the wedding procession and come to the Zeng residence.

Besides these direct subordinates, some jianghu people had later pledged themselves to her service, now waiting outside to provide support. These jianghu people were the very group who had castrated Zeng Kui for her. Wu Yiyu wasn’t short of money and believed she could control these money-hungry jianghu people. This was why she could be so fearless today.

Zeng Pu’s expression grew even uglier. He hadn’t expected Wu Yiyu to have such a trick up her sleeve. Seeing the situation immediately become tense with drawn swords, the guests feared being implicated and began retreating toward the exit, creating some chaos. Zeng Pu wanted to use force to capture Wu Yiyu, but with so many people in the hall, his concerns made him somewhat hesitant.

Wu Yiyu seemed to have anticipated this and smiled coldly. She had caused all the trouble she intended to – this incident would be enough to give the Zeng father and son plenty to deal with. Not wanting to remain here to be slaughtered, she began retreating under her people’s protection.

Zeng Kui, who had been standing motionless for some time, suddenly raised his head and emotionlessly snatched the blade from a guard beside him. Without a word, he thrust toward Wu Yiyu, his twisted face showing an expression of killing gods and Buddhas alike.

Wu Yiyu’s people quickly protected her and blocked Zeng Kui. At this point, Zeng Pu could no longer care about appearances and immediately ordered his men forward to capture Wu Yiyu.

The two sides clashed together, with Wu Yiyu’s people blocking the Zeng family while protecting her retreat. As long as they could get out of this courtyard, there would be people waiting outside to provide support, so they weren’t afraid.

Wu Yiyu’s people indeed had considerable skill. These men were elite soldiers Wu Xiaohe had given to Wu Yiyu, no less capable than the Zeng family’s guards, and Zeng Pu hadn’t yet had the opportunity to summon more men.

So Wu Yiyu successfully broke through, leading her people out of the courtyard.

At this moment, Wu Yiyu gave a meaningful look to a guard protecting her. The guard understood and put his fingers to his lips, producing a very loud whistle.

Wu Yiyu’s men, who had previously infiltrated the wedding procession, suddenly emerged from various corners again, escorting Wu Yiyu in her escape.

These newly appeared men were also extremely skilled. Zeng Kui’s gaze swept over them, and he found two of them looked very familiar, causing him to involuntarily recall that day he least wanted to remember. The last traces of color completely drained from Zeng Kui’s face.

“Capture them all for me! Don’t let a single one escape!” Zeng Kui’s voice was extremely cold and sinister, as if each word was squeezed out from between his teeth, making everyone present shudder involuntarily.

Seeing Zeng Kui in this state, Zeng Pu also detected some clues. Looking at those people protecting Wu Yiyu, he couldn’t help but clench his fists, regarding Wu Yiyu with the gaze one would use on a dead person.

He had never suffered such humiliation in his entire life.

The Wu family – what fine work indeed!

Zeng Pu didn’t continue pursuing Wu Yiyu’s group, but instead made a gesture to someone behind him. A guard-like person quickly ran off. Seeing this, Zeng Kui also stopped pursuing. His face remained deathly pale like a malevolent ghost, but a cold smile slowly crept across his lips. The Zeng family steward, hiding to one side, accidentally glimpsed the smile on his face and couldn’t help but step back two paces, nearly tripping over his own feet.

Under the desperate protection of her people, and also because the Zeng family had many guests today and couldn’t react quickly enough, Wu Yiyu was successfully escorted out of the Zeng residence.

She looked back at the Zeng family’s main gate with a sarcastic and self-satisfied smile, then ran toward the carriages and horses that the support team had prepared nearby.

After exiting the Zeng family’s main gate was a street lane. As long as she could run out of this alley, she would see the prepared carriages and horses. As Wu Yiyu ran, she thought that since she had made such a big commotion this time, Ningxia was temporarily uninhabitable. She planned to take her people to live in Yunyang City for a while.

She hadn’t seen Yun Wenting for a long time. Thinking of that perfect, flawless man from her most beautiful memories, Wu Yiyu’s heart still fluttered with excitement.

They would meet again soon, and this time, no matter what methods she had to use, she would obtain him…

At that time, Wu Yiyu’s heart harbored such a beautiful wish.

Just as they were about to rush out of the alley with the carriages in sight, suddenly, many people with crossbows appeared on the surrounding rooftops.

Those people, appearing as if from thin air, silently raised the crossbows in their hands and aimed at Wu Yiyu’s group.