Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 196 The Grand Wedding, Enemy Attack

Song Yi was led by her maids to take a bath, and then she was made to sit in front of a bronze mirror. Her hair was combed and styled into a bun, a style that Song Yi had never seen before, revealing her smooth and full forehead, and her face was adorned with gorgeous makeup.

The maids behind him were all smiling happily, but in their hearts they all knew that this marriage was extremely absurd, like Wolf Owl throwing a childish tantrum. It was real for the moment, but it was hard to guarantee what would happen in the future.

Their clothing as Northern Qiang people was completely different from that of the Central Plains. Song Yi was dressed in a narrow-sleeved wedding robe interwoven with red and gold, with wolf head patterns embroidered in gold thread on the lapels and cuffs, and a leather belt inlaid with lapis lazuli tied around her waist.

Her long hair was braided into several thin braids, adorned with red agate and wolf tooth pendants.

A silver headdress adorned her bare forehead, with several thin silver chains hanging down, shimmering with a cold light as they swayed gently.

The maids stepped back a few paces, looking her over with satisfaction.

Song Yi stood up, looked at herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What's most striking is her red lips. Her maids used the most vibrant rouge to color them, making her lips full like flower petals. When she slightly pursed them, she exuded endless charm.

As she looked down, she lowered her eyelids, her thick eyelashes casting shadows beneath her eyes, making them even more captivating.

Wolf Owl suddenly lifted the curtain and walked in.

Hearing the noise, Song Yi looked up at him.

"you"

He was completely stunned.

Normally, Song Yi always appeared without makeup in front of him, but suddenly she put on such heavy makeup, and she was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Song Yi stepped forward and asked softly, "When does it begin?"

"In another hour, the tables outside will be set up and the soldiers will be seated. After I change my clothes, I will take you to the central tent to see the Khan and Mother."

Song Yi nodded. "I understand."

Wolf Owl wanted to look at Song Yi a few more times because she was so beautiful, but he was afraid that the maid next to him would laugh at him, so he could only reluctantly walk out again.

While the maids weren't looking at her, Song Yi picked up the hairpin she had hidden in her sleeve and inserted it into her hair.

Tonight is destined to be a chaotic night, and if necessary, she will have to use this hairpin to protect herself.

While everyone was still enjoying the relaxed atmosphere, in the distance, Jiang Lanye and the others had already prepared their weapons. Each soldier held a bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and then smashed the bowls on the ground.

Jiang Lanye simply rode his horse and watched quietly from the side.

After being away for nearly a month, he was determined to bring Song Yi back tonight.

Xie Ling looked at everyone and said loudly, "Everyone, you have all worked hard along the way. We have suffered so many losses, but after nearly three months, we will finally be able to wipe them out and force them to surrender. The day will come tonight. After tonight, you can return to your hometown, receive your rewards, and reunite with your families."

"so--"

Xie Ling's voice suddenly rose, echoing in the fiery sunset, "Tonight's battle is a fight to the death, victory is the only option, defeat is not an option!"

One of them couldn't help but shout, "I will cut off the head of the barbarian Khan to pay tribute to my dead brothers!"

"kill!"

Tonight, all the generals and soldiers set out, rushing swiftly towards the Northern Qiang headquarters under the glow of the setting sun.

Night fell. Two maids approached Song Yi and said gently, "It's time to go out. Young Master is waiting for you outside."

Song Yi gently fiddled with the dangling silver chain hair ornament and asked, "Is it dark yet?"

"It's just getting dark."

She nodded slightly, knowing that Jiang Lanye must be approaching soon, and stood up with the help of her maid.

The person at the door carefully lifted the curtain, and Song Yi lowered her head slightly and walked out.

There were many tables in front, arranged in several rows, with soldiers and maids sitting around them. They all looked at Song Yi with curiosity, and someone in the crowd muttered:
"This Han woman is indeed very pretty."

Another person slapped him, saying, "After tonight she will be the young master's wife. How dare you speak to her like that?"

Wolf Owl's eyes lit up, he smiled, took Song Yi's hand, and whispered, "I know that what happened tonight was forced on me. You may hate me, but it's okay. We have a long life ahead of us. I will make it up to you, treat you well, and apologize to you properly in the future."

Song Yi remained silent.

Wolf Owl took her hand and led her step by step into the central tent.

The Khan and his mother sat together in a tent that had been carefully decorated. The Khan looked at the two of them as they entered with a gloomy expression, while his mother was all smiles. If you looked closely, you could see that she was holding the Khan's hand tightly, as if to prevent him from leaving suddenly.

Song Yi was unfamiliar with the etiquette of the Northern Qiang, but she simply followed Lang Xiao step by step. Afterward, he led her out by the hand, where the soldiers cheered. Two maids carried two exquisite wine cups, and Lang Xiao and Song Yi each took one.

The night breeze was particularly cool, causing Song Yi's headdress to sway slightly. She squinted and suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves.

Not only Song Yi heard it, but they all heard it.

Immediately afterwards——

"Shhhh-"

Suddenly, rockets shot out from the darkness not far away, landing on the tent roof, in front of the table, and on the ground.

"Enemy attack, it's an enemy attack!"

The soldier on the watchtower roared.

Wolf Owl's expression changed, and Khan also rushed out.

Song Yi knew that Jiang Lanye and his group had arrived. Upon closer inspection, he saw many soldiers from Jiang Lanye's entourage rushing in with swords drawn. The scene instantly descended into chaos, tables were overturned, and the clash of weapons quickly filled the air as the soldiers drew their scimitars.

Song Yi tried to escape during the chaos, but the Khan suddenly rushed up, pressed a dagger against her throat, and squinted, saying, "I've suspected you all along, and you're indeed not simple! You chose to agree to Xiao'er's request tonight because you knew about the enemy attack beforehand, didn't you!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a man suddenly rode in on horseback, sword in hand. It was none other than Zuo Sheng, whom we hadn't seen in a long time!
Zuo Sheng was about to stab the Khan with his sword when the Khan immediately pushed Song Yi away and dodged to a distance. Wolf Owl came to his senses, flew into a rage, and immediately picked up his weapon to fight Zuo Sheng.

In the distance, rockets continued to fall, and the red candles on the table overturned. Song Yi quickly got up from the ground, lifted her skirt, and tried to get away from this place. She had little ability to protect herself. She pulled out her hairpin and held it tightly in her hand. She saw the Khan and Wolf Owl rushing forward together. Zuo Sheng was already no match for Wolf Owl, and now he was even more exhausted!
Why did he suddenly rush in? Didn't he discuss it with Jiang Lanye and the others beforehand?
The soldiers immediately surrounded him.

"Pfft-"

"Zuo Sheng!"

Song Yi screamed shrilly, but eventually he could see nothing at all. He seemed to have been wandering the grasslands killing enemies, and tonight he happened to discover this scene and then rushed in.

Blood gushed from Zuo Sheng's body. Song Yi's eyes turned bloodshot. Seeing the maids rushing over to try to restrain her, she no longer held back and directly raised the sharp hairpin to slash their throats.

(End of this chapter)