Chapter 171: Princess Yao Ye's Suicide!
In the imperial capital, the Yaohua Mansion gleamed with vibrant lights and adorned with celebratory red lanterns.
The mansion's grand hall, the most splendid and luxurious space, eagerly awaited the bridal procession from the Miter family.
Observing the bridal entourage's arrival, a middle-aged woman in resplendent attire hurried to the grand hall's entrance where Chen Feng, dressed in a red wedding gown, sat atop a horse.
With an apologetic demeanor, she addressed him, "Son-in-law, the eldest princess is still getting ready. Please wait a little longer!"
"No problem... Tell Yao Ye that if she doesn't appear in three minutes, she'll have to make her own way to the wedding later," Chen Feng replied nonchalantly, shaking his head at the woman's plea.
"This..."
"I'll go hurry her again!"
Facing Chen Feng's indifferent words, the woman in grand attire changed expressions.
After respectfully acknowledging Chen Feng, she hurried back to the grand hall to persuade Yao Ye, yet Chen Feng remained unmoved.
"Time's up. Let's return!"
As the three minutes elapsed, Chen Feng, without hesitation, signaled the procession to turn back.
"Son-in-law, wait! The eldest princess is coming out!"
Just as Chen Feng directed the entourage to turn, a graceful figure finally emerged at the hall's entrance. Beside her stood a delicate young girl, barely thirteen or fourteen.
The young princess, exuding innate nobility influenced by her royal heritage, adorned a slender waist with a purple belt, showcasing her youthful elegance. Despite her tender age, she possessed an air of distinction.
Yet, the usually smiling young princess appeared sullen. Her little face slightly puffed up, indicating her displeasure.
Standing beside her, Yao Ye, much taller and dressed in silver armor, exuded a sense of heroic valor.
In her younger years, Yao Ye held commanding power over fifty thousand forbidden troops within the imperial capital. Today, her attire seemed fitting to those familiar with her past roles.
"Stop!"
Chen Feng's gaze lingered on Yao Ye's composed face. He smiled, gesturing for the entourage to halt.
"Eldest Princess, please enter the sedan!"
The middle-aged woman guided Yao Ye to the sedan, disregarding Yao Ye's unusual attire, focusing on the task at hand.
However, when Yao Ye didn't respond, the little princess beside her voiced her anger, "Sister wants to ride a horse! Hurry and prepare one!"
Hearing the little princess's directive, the middle-aged woman hesitated and instinctively glanced at Chen Feng.
"Prepare the horses!"
Observing this, Chen Feng maintained a faint smile and gave a casual order.
"Understood, young master!"
Following Chen Feng's command, two guards from the procession brought forward two horses for Yao Ye.
In an instant, Yao Ye and the young princess mounted the horses, and the bridal procession resumed its journey.
The slow procession along the way captivated numerous onlookers, attracting the attention of pedestrians on the streets.
The young princess, seated on a horse, occasionally cast glances at Chen Feng. She kept muttering, her black eyes sparkling intermittently.
Riding alongside the young princess, Yao Ye wore a complex expression.
Following today's events, she would cease being the esteemed eldest princess of the empire, transitioning into one of Chen Feng's wives. However, her chief concern wasn't marrying Chen Feng but rather the "unknown" child growing within her.
"After today's marriage, it will surely come to light... After the ceremony, I will end my life in front of him to salvage my reputation..."
With a cold gaze, Yao Ye glanced at Chen Feng, making a resolute decision. It was the best option she could conceive.
Eventually, the bridal procession reached the Miter family's residence.
In the presence of numerous guests, Chen Feng, Yafei, and Yao Ye concluded the wedding ceremony.
...
As night fell, a slightly inebriated Chen Feng entered Yao Ye's room first.
Sensing his presence, Yao Ye's composed expression turned tense and uneasy.
"Yue'er... Take care of yourself after your sister is gone!"
Reflecting in her mind, Yao Ye glanced at the swaying Chen Feng, and in a decisive moment, she retrieved a sharp dagger from her storage ring and aimed it at her throat without hesitation.
"What's happening? Is she attempting suicide?"
"Whoosh!"
As the dagger emerged in Yao Ye's hand, the brilliance of the blade jolted Chen Feng out of his inebriated state. He swiftly rushed to Yao Ye's side, seizing the sharp edge of the blade with his hand.
Under Chen Feng's forceful intervention, the dagger halted its advance.
"Why are you stopping me? Let me die!"
Prevented from taking her own life, Princess Yao Ye's eyes welled with tears as she spoke, her voice quivering.
"Slap!"
Immediately after Yao Ye's words, Chen Feng's palm met her face with a sharp sound reverberating across the room.