Twisted Dreams-Chapter 333 - 402: The Grand Wedding
Nighttime, Imperial Capital.
The gates of Jin Mansion were closed early; what was to occur tonight, the Xie Family Patriarch Xie Jianguo was afraid outsiders might learn of it.
Inside the mansion, red lanterns were hung high, and the walls were plastered with celebratory characters.
In the main hall, red candles burned brightly, their flames flickering.
Xie Jianguo sat at the head seat, surrounded by people.
These people were not guests, but servants disguised as guests.
Xie Jianguo frowned deeply, drinking even before the wedding had begun.
Uncle Fu stood silently before Xie Jianguo, pouring wine for him.
Xie Jianguo sighed:
"Could it be that my Qilin is truly destined to become a monk?
Married a bride, and what a bride... sigh!"
Xie Jianguo couldn’t continue.
Tonight was Xie Qilin and Nuannuan’s grand wedding night.
Oh, right, the Eight-foot Bride’s name is Nuannuan.
Xie Qilin had promised the Eight-foot Bride long ago to escort her home with a grand procession, hosting a magnificent wedding.
Xie Qilin was merely placating, but the Eight-foot Bride remembered.
Before assassinating He Jingguo, Xie Qilin had promised the Eight-foot Bride a wedding after the deed was done, to ensure she worked well.
Xie Qilin fulfilled the promise.
...
A bridal procession moved from the backyard to the front yard.
The festive sedan chair with eight carriers appeared faintly in the dim light, its red body seemingly stained with blood.
The faces of the footmen carrying the sedan were pale, sweat the size of beans trickling down their foreheads; their steps were heavy, each requiring all their strength, fearing what was inside the sedan.
This scene was eerie.
Xie Qilin wore a red groom’s robe and a bridal cap, riding a tall horse adorned with a red silk ball, expressionless at the front of the procession.
A drawn-out voice sounded from a cracked gong:
"The bride has arrived!"
The guests came out of the main hall to greet them.
There were not many guests, only about twenty people; they were all Xie Family servants, disguised as congratulatory guests.
The wind lightly blew past, causing the lanterns to sway, casting flickering light on the ’guests’ terrified faces.
A corner of the sedan’s curtain was lifted by the wind, faintly revealing the Eight-foot Bride inside, dressed in a red bridal robe, her head covered.
She was large, filling the entire space inside the sedan.
Everyone remained silent, and what should have been a festive beating of drums became feeble.
The Eight-foot Bride nervously pinched the corners of her clothes:
"Husband, are they afraid of me? Do I look ugly?"
Xie Qilin said:
"You are beautiful, wife."
The Eight-foot Bride shyly lowered her head:
"Then why are they..."
Xie Qilin nonchalantly said:
"They are blind."
...
Main hall.
The Eight-foot Bride and Xie Qilin, holding a red silk, carrying a ruyi, walked in.
The ’guests’ all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the Eight-foot Bride.
Who wouldn’t fear ghosts?
Who wouldn’t fear such a terrifying presence as the Eight-foot Bride?
The Eight-foot Bride was oblivious to the surrounding emotions, immersed in the joy of marriage.
This wedding was rather shabby.
There were few guests, and those guests wanted nothing more than to escape.
It was not lively at all.
However, this didn’t dampen the Eight-foot Bride’s happiness; she had waited a thousand years for this wedding.
She playfully and mischievously lifted a corner of her veil, sticking out her tongue at Xie Qilin:
"I can finally marry you, husband."
The Eight-foot Bride didn’t know she was no longer the maiden waiting for marriage from a thousand years ago.
Both in appearance and size.
A simple act of playfulness and mischief terrified the guests, causing them to tremble as if shivering with cold.
Xie Qilin glanced at Uncle Fu in front of Xie Jianguo:
"Uncle Fu, what are you still standing there for?"
Uncle Fu understood, stepped forward, and shouted loudly:
"First bow to heaven and earth!"
As the Eight-foot Bride and Xie Qilin were about to bow to the doorway, a footman ran into the main hall, flustered:
"Master, master, someone is coming!"
Xie Jianguo’s face turned grim.
If someone saw this, his son marrying a Ghost Bride, what a disaster that would be?
Does the Xie Family want their reputation ruined?
Xie Jianguo shot up:
"Who?"
The footman said:
"It’s the Security Administration, Cao Yi!"
Xie Jianguo furrowed his brow:
"Just him?"
The footman shook his head:
"No, there are many administrators."
Xie Qilin tore off the red silk ball from his chest, his eyes icy.
Cao Yi came with such a large entourage; have they been exposed?
Yes, the Mouse Girl hasn’t returned, indicating failure.
Thinking of this, Xie Qilin’s expression became uncertain.
How did Cao Yi discover the sole flaw, the Honey Slaughter Blade, so quickly?
The Eight-foot Bride asked softly:
"Husband, is Cao Yi here to attend our wedding?"
She thought her voice was small, thinking only she and Xie Qilin could hear her whisper.
Actually, the Eight-foot Bride’s hollow voice was heard clearly by everyone present, it was very loud.
Xie Qilin’s eyes rolled, and he said:
"No, he is here to ruin our wedding."
Upon hearing this, the Eight-foot Bride’s ghost qi surged, a suffocating pressure descended on the main hall, Yin Qi rampant.
Everyone felt the Eight-foot Bride’s fury. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Xie Qilin gazed deeply at the Eight-foot Bride:
"Wife, he’s here to disrupt our wedding and capture me."
"No, no! I won’t allow it!"
The Eight-foot Bride roared, the terrifying sound waves overturned the dishes on the tables, nearly deafening the ’guests’.
The ’guests’ covered their ears, panickedly hiding under the tables.
Xie Qilin muttered:
"So, what will you do?"
"Kill!"
As the Eight-foot Bride said this with murderous intent, her massive body shot out towards the outside of Jin Mansion.
Xie Qilin took two steps back, grabbing Xie Jianguo’s arm, quickly saying:
"Let’s run!"
Xie Jianguo furrowed his brow:
"Why run? Are they here to capture us?
No problem, I have many friends in the Imperial Capital, I’ll make a call."
Xie Qilin glared at Xie Jianguo:
"If those friends were useful, we wouldn’t be blocked at the door by the Security Administration without knowing it!"
Xie Jianguo realized, hurriedly pulling Xie Qilin towards the inner room:
"There’s a tunnel, come with me."
The servants disguised as ’guests’ breathed a sigh of relief.
Staying in such a place any longer would scare them to death.
They quickly stood up, preparing to return to their rooms.
No matter what crime the Xie Family committed, it had nothing to do with these workers.
Uncle Fu did not run with them; he smiled slightly, bowing deeply towards the direction Xie Jianguo and Xie Qilin fled.
Having served Xie Jianguo for so many years, he had long anticipated such a day.
He pulled out a handgun from his coat, firing bullet after bullet at the ’guests’.
Screams and pleas resounded continuously in the main hall.
Blood splattered on the red lanterns and celebratory characters.
The once festive wedding hall was now thickly suffused with the scent of blood.
After finishing everything, Uncle Fu quickly walked to the kitchen.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, flames ignited throughout the Xie house.
This old servant of the Xie Family could only do this last thing for his master.
To cleanse all filth and corruption here in a sea of fire.
