Her guards

Chapter 244 The Bride
When the red veil covered her face, Mo Zheng felt as if she were isolated from the outside world.

The outside world was bustling with activity; it seemed as if half of Qin'an City had come.

The guests were laughing and talking, there was the sound of drums and music, and children were running around, screaming along with the sound of firecrackers.

"Oh my, thanks to Miss Yang, our Qin'an City hasn't been this lively in a long time."

The matchmaker said with a smile from the side.

She had never dressed like this before, no, she had never dressed like this before, Mo Zheng thought, looking down at the bright red wedding dress she was wearing...

Before I could even see clearly, the headpiece weighed down my neck and made me sway...

"Miss, don't move around," the matchmaker hurriedly instructed. "The groom is coming soon, don't mess up your makeup and hair."

The groom, Mo Zheng thought, and his fingers, hidden by his sleeve, couldn't help but twitch as he counted.

It's been four or five days since we last saw each other.

I wonder how he managed to get through it at home...

It would be better if we didn't have a wedding.

A thought flashed through her mind.

He then chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Mo Zheng is not a kind person. Whether it's her actions or the people she associates with, everything she does is purposeful.

Good deeds are rewarded, and she only does good deeds in order to receive good rewards, such as saving Yang Luo or becoming Yang Luo's bodyguard. Her real purpose is still to benefit herself.

This time she is going to fight Wei Cui, and as Wei Cui's son, Wei Jiao, she cannot help but use him.

The noise from the outside world seemed to fade away, and then the voice of a palace attendant could be heard.

"Miss Yang, someone from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion has arrived."

The Duke of Ding'an's mansion definitely won't send anyone; it must be someone sent by Yang Luo.

Mo Zheng heard footsteps coming from outside, followed by whispers from the women.

"What a handsome young man."

Then came a clear male voice.

"Young Master Yongwu, Zhu Yunxiao, offers his congratulations to Miss."

Yang Luo had mentioned it to her in his letter, but he was still worried and said he would send someone he knew well to protect the young lady.

Although she didn't directly say who it was to avoid Wei Jiao seeing the letter, Mo Zheng had already guessed.

For Yang Luo, the person he knew best was Zhu Yunxiao.

……

……

Although it was against etiquette, in the presence of palace maids and eunuchs, Miss Yang's orders were the highest rule.

The women in the room, including the matchmaker, all left, leaving only the young prince and his bride inside.

Zhu Yunxiao looked at the bride sitting in front of him. The bride's veil was not removed, and only her voice could be heard.

"Is Ah Sheng alright?"

Zhu Yunxiao nodded: "Miss Asheng is doing well in the capital." He smiled again, "Because of Miss Asheng, His Majesty respects her, and no one dares to bully her."

"That's good," Mo Zheng said. "How many troops did the Crown Prince bring this time?"

"My official reason for coming to Longxi is a troop deployment, and Ah Sheng has also requested permission from His Majesty to transfer a batch of troops from the capital garrison as well. Therefore, I selected one hundred men whom I can trust," Zhu Yunxiao said in a low voice, then paused again. "However, today I am here on behalf of the Duke of Ding'an to escort Miss Yang to her wedding, and I cannot bring troops into Longxi territory..."

“Your Highness need not enter Longxi territory,” Mo Zheng interrupted him.

She understood what Zhu Yunxiao meant as soon as he spoke.

They came to escort the bride, but didn't want to go to Longxi.

She wasn't surprised at all; Zhu Yunxiao was just that kind of despicable person.

And she wouldn't have let him go anyway.

She could understand that Yang Luo wanted to help her, and she could understand that Yang Luo wanted to control the situation in Longxi herself. Zhu Yunxiao was indeed someone Yang Luo knew very well in this life.

but……

No one in this world can truly control anyone else.

She would never use this kind of person, especially in dangerous places or during dangerous times.

Of course, Zhu Yunxiao should still be used, and people should pretend to be confused and go along with him.

“Wei Cui is suspicious by nature. The Crown Prince and I are not related by blood. Sending him to marry would be unreasonable and would arouse his suspicion. It would also make it inconvenient for me to investigate in Longxi.”

"I see," Zhu Yunxiao said with concern in his eyes. "Miss, how can you be all alone?"

A soft laugh came from beneath the red veil.

“Your Highness need not worry. Although I may appear to be alone, I have His Majesty and the Yunyang Army behind me. Now that you have come,” the woman’s voice was soft, “you are even more convenient for me to command than the Yunyang Army, so I feel more at ease.”

Zhu Yunxiao looked on with admiration: "Miss is brave and skillful. One of my attendants has been arranged among the wedding carriage drivers. If Miss needs anything, please instruct him to send me a message immediately."

The woman with the red veil nodded slightly.

Zhu Yunxiao looked gently at the woman in her wedding dress, her head covered by a red veil, and said softly, "Take care, Miss."

The woman chuckled softly again beneath the red veil.

"Your Highness, shouldn't you be congratulating me on my wedding?"

……

……

Standing in the festively decorated courtyard, listening to the guests' chatter, Zhu Yunxiao couldn't help but smile.

It really was a master and servant. Both of them asked him the same question.

"Is Miss Yang happy to see you?" the attendant asked in a low voice, noticing the young master's expression.

Zhu Yunxiao shook his head: "I don't know."

From beginning to end, Miss Yang never removed her veil, just like a real bride who wouldn't let anyone see her face until her groom lifted the veil.

Zhu Yunxiao scoffed inwardly.

Love each other?

so what?

Even if Wei Jiao didn't care that your father killed his father, the emperor would not allow his daughter to have the son of his enemy by her side.

“Young master,” the attendant said, somewhat uneasy upon hearing his reply, “is she unhappy because you’re not going to Longxi?”

Yes, Zhu Yunxiao did not plan to go to Longxi in person.

He came to seek credit, not to take risks.

If Miss Yang is in trouble, he can bring his troops to her rescue.

But he had no intention of dying with Miss Yang.

That's why he subtly told Miss Yang that he couldn't bring his troops in. Fortunately, Miss Yang didn't want to anger Wei Cui and didn't let him go.

"No," Zhu Yunxiao said with a smile, "She's not angry about that."

Or rather, she simply didn't care about him, whether he went with her or not...

Yes, the master and servant are still different.

Zhu Yunxiao thought about the bright red bride he had just seen, and the image of Ah Sheng appeared in his mind.

Compared to this young lady, Ah Sheng is actually cuter.

Although she always mocked and sneered at him and looked at him with disdain whenever they met, at least she saw him in her eyes.

I wonder if Ah Sheng is thinking about him now.

Definitely. After all, she asked him to help her mistress, and if she cares about her mistress, she naturally has to care about him too.

Zhu Yunxiao couldn't help but laugh.

His attendants breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him smile.

"It's good that Miss Yang isn't angry," he said, then added in a low voice, "But you can't be blamed for being cautious, young master. His Majesty is quite ruthless. Knowing that Wei Cui had ulterior motives, he still sent his daughter over there. He's really willing to do that. After all, she wasn't raised by his side, so she's not close to him at all. Otherwise, wouldn't he cherish his daughter, who was lost and found again, and keep her by his side every day?"

He chuckled as he said this.

"Why are you treating me like a servant, personally leading the charge into battle?"

As soon as he said it, Zhu Yunxiao, who was standing nearby, asked, "What did you say?"

The attendant shuddered. Damn it, he'd blurted out his true feelings. The young master dared not and did not want to take the risk, but he wanted to express his feelings to Miss Yang, so he sent him, his attendant, along...

"Young master," he said hastily, "I am willing to fight for you. This is my greatest fortune. My life, as a servant, belongs to you..."

Zhu Yunxiao frowned and scolded him, "Shut up, I didn't ask you that, I meant..."

This statement feels a bit strange.

A thought was swirling in my mind, but I couldn't quite put it into words.

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside.

"The groom is here!"

The crowd in the courtyard surged outwards.

……

……

Mo Zheng was handed a red silk ribbon by the matchmaker, and then felt the pressure coming from the other end of the ribbon.

Someone led her outside.

The surroundings were noisy, everyone was laughing and shouting, and the same words rose and fell in the cacophony.

"...What a handsome groom."

"Wow, Wei Jiao is so handsome."

Wei Jiao has arrived.

Mo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but gently tug at the red silk. Immediately, the other end of the red silk was pulled.

She couldn't help but smile.

"The bride lifted her foot and stepped over the threshold."

The matchmaker helped her up and called out.

Mo Zheng gently lifted her foot and stepped over the threshold. With the red ribbon pulling her along, she slowly walked out of the gate and boarded the carriage.

Because the journey was long, she couldn't use a sedan chair and rode in her horse-drawn carriage.

The matchmaker lowered the carriage curtain.

It seemed as if another barrier had been erected between heaven and earth.

The carriage swayed slowly, accompanied by a cacophony of noise, as it drove out of Qin'an City.

This is what getting married is like.

Mo Zheng sat in the car, thinking.

Interesting.

(End of this chapter)