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Chapter 481 Mohen escapes on the day of her wedding ①

After entering the room, Feng Wuhen slowly let go of Jiang Yimo's hand, then turned around and closed the door, locking everyone behind him out.

Everyone: "..."

At this moment, there was silence all around, and only each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

Feng Wuhen quietly gazed at the woman in front of him who was about to become his wife, his heart full of emotion and anticipation.

Then, Feng Wuhen's slender and powerful hand gently held Jiang Yimo's slender and smooth hand again, then slowly led her to the bed and gently helped her sit down.

His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of hurting his bride.

Then, Feng Wuhen turned around and walked to the table, reached out and picked up the exquisite scale rod on the table.

The scale rod was shining with a faint light, as if it contained some mysterious power. He held the scale rod carefully and walked slowly towards Jiang Yimo.

When he came in front of Jiang Yimo, he stopped, took a deep breath, and then gently used the weighing rod to lift the blood-colored and gorgeous veil on Jiang Yimo's head.

The veil was completely removed, and Jiang Yimo's stunningly beautiful face was revealed to Feng Wuhen without reservation.

She is really beautiful today.

Her skin is as white as snow and as delicate as silk; her eyebrows are as dark as distant ink, her eyes are as clear as autumn water, deep and bright; her nose is straight, her lips are slightly upturned, revealing a charming smile.

Her long, shiny black hair was tied into a bun, emitting bursts of elegant fragrance.

Her beauty is like the brightest stars in the night sky, dazzling; it is also like a blooming flower, delicate and gorgeous, exuding endless charm and temptation.

"Momo, you are so beautiful today!"

Feng Wuhen looked at the beauty in front of him and couldn't help but express his sincere admiration.

“I must record this beautiful scene with my camera!”

Feng Wuhen's eyes were full of determination and persistence, as if he wanted to freeze this moment in his mind forever.

"Momo, give me the camera!"

He said eagerly, with a hint of excitement in his voice that was hard to conceal.

Jiang Yimo smiled slightly, as bright and beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.

She just waved her hand gently, and an exquisite camera instantly appeared in her hand.

Feng Wuhen couldn't wait to take the camera, and pressed the shutter button with his nimble fingers, taking beautiful photo after beautiful photo of Jiang Yimo.

Every time you press the shutter button, it feels like you are capturing a bright star, which makes you happy.

Then, he adjusted the angle and position of the camera, stood side by side with Jiang Yimo, and took several sweet and warm photos.

They look like a perfect match made in heaven in the camera. The tacit understanding and love between them are conveyed through the picture, making people unable to help but envy them.

Finally, Feng Wuhen put down the camera with satisfaction, and looked at Jiang Yimo with tenderness in his eyes: "Okay, Momo, let's drink this cup of wedding wine that symbolizes happiness and perfection, and start our beautiful life together!"

Jiang Yimo raised the corners of her mouth slightly and responded softly: "Okay!"

This "OK" sounded as sweet as the sound of nature to Feng Wuhen.

Then, the two of them slowly raised the exquisite wine glasses in their hands and gently clinked them together. The crystal clear wine created ripples in the glasses.

Then, they put the wine glasses to their lips and drank them all in one gulp, as if this cup of wine contained endless affection and promises.

At this time, Feng Wuhen put down his wine glass, stared at Jiang Yimo intently, and said softly: "Momo, wait a minute, I want to take you to a special place."

There was a hint of mystery and expectation in his eyes.

When Jiang Yimo heard this, she was slightly stunned and a look of doubt appeared on her face.

She blinked and asked, "Go out? Aren't you going out to drink with them? Aren't you worried about breaking the appointment?"

His words revealed his concern about Feng Wuhen's schedule and his curiosity about this outing.

Father, my eldest brother, and my seventh brother are there, so it's okay if I don't go over there."

"..."

Okay, you’re awesome!

"Then where are we going?"

"You will know when you go."

"Do you want to change your clothes?"

"Need not!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuhen's deep and ardent gaze locked onto Jiang Yimo, as if he wanted to absorb her entire being into his sight.

Then, he stretched out his slender and powerful hand without hesitation, tightly grasped Jiang Yimo's soft and boneless little hand, and took her to open the door quickly like a whirlwind, then ran out without looking back.

Their figures were like two flashes of lightning, dashing back and forth through the corridors of the palace.

Along the way, Feng Wuhen never let go of Jiang Yimo's hand, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

Jiang Yimo passively followed Feng Wuhen's steps, feeling nervous and excited at the same time, with an inexplicable expectation welling up in her heart.

The two of them rushed towards the palace gate at lightning speed, and wherever they passed, a gust of wind was raised, rustling the flowers, plants and trees along the way.

The busy palace maids and eunuchs were stunned by the sudden scene.

Everyone stared in amazement at the two people who were wearing bright red clothes and running wildly, completely at a loss as to what to do.

Some people even stopped what they were doing, stared blankly at their receding backs with their mouths wide open, as if they had seen something incredible.

Aren’t these the Evil Prince and the Evil Princess?

Today is their wedding day. Now Prince Evil is not drinking with others in the main hall, and the bride is not staying in the bridal chamber.

What are they trying to do?

However, Feng Wuhen and Jiang Yimo don't care what others think.

Under the gaze of the crowd full of doubt and curiosity, the two of them hurriedly ran out of the palace like two meteors across the sky.

Then, they quickly boarded a low-key carriage that looked inconspicuous but actually contained a mystery.

The carriage looks plain, but its shaft and wheels have been carefully polished, exuding a restrained and tough aura.

Feng Wuhen gently waved the whip and skillfully steered the horse, making the carriage move forward smoothly.

Along the way, the sound of horse hooves echoed through the streets, attracting many passers-by to look sideways.

The carriage drove out of the city gate and galloped eastward.

The two of them rode in a carriage for an entire afternoon and finally arrived at the foot of a mountain that was as beautiful as a fairyland.

Here, the mountains are undulating, the trees are shady, and the mountain streams are gurgling, like a natural painting unfolding before your eyes.

Feng Wuhen was quite skilled in driving the carriage, so Jiang Yimo didn't feel too much bumps along the way. She fell asleep in the carriage while sitting.

When getting off the carriage, Feng Wuhen held her in his arms, his movements gentle but firm, for fear of hurting the person in his arms.

Jiang Yimo closed her eyes tightly, and seemed still immersed in sleep, but her slightly trembling eyelashes and gentle breathing revealed a hint of life and energy.