Chapter 1019: The Profane Deity

resources at the moment. It only has half of the Ministry of Revenue, half of the Ministry of Works, and one Ministry of Punishments. But the rest is beyond its control. The problem is that he has t...Chapter 1019: The Profaned Sacredness

A brutal fight broke out without warning.

It was a climax from the start.

The Dongchang Jinyiwei and the rebel army were both composed of elite soldiers. As soon as they met, they immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

The clang of weapons meeting, the shouts and battle cries, mingled with the dull thud of bodies hitting the ground, like the wails of hell, surrounded the wedding procession that should have been a symbol of joy.

The slaughter had just broken out, claiming over a dozen lives in an instant.

Redder than bridal attire and more vibrant than petals on the ground, it is blood.

Amidst the clash of swords, the official from the Ministry of Rites, Gu, who had been so frightened he fell to the ground earlier, disregarded his embarrassment and stumbled towards Su Jinpa's chariot, shouting, "Protect the chariot! Quick, bring someone to protect the chariot!"

"Having said that, he supported his official hat and asked to the palanquin inside: 'Are you alright' "

The Imperial sedan relayed Su Jinpa's calm reply, "Safe and sound. The wedding procession continues forward, lest we miss the auspicious hour."

The onlookers at the wedding ceremony couldn't help but look upon Su Jinpa with newfound respect. In such a fierce and dangerous situation, ordinary people would have been terrified, just like that official from the Ministry of Rites. Yet, this Crown Princess remained remarkably calm and collected.

Even this level of perseverance is already superhuman.

"Let's go, hurry up!"

The officials from the Ministry of Rites were like waking from a dream, seeing that the rebel army was growing larger and larger. Staying here longer would definitely not be good. He immediately shouted loudly.

Just as the wedding procession was about to continue, over a hundred people surged out from the front of the street, filling it completely.

Seeing over a hundred valiant warriors with red armbands, the symbols of rebellion, on their arms, both the officials from the Ministry of Rites and the wedding party felt a chill run down their spines.

Among the more than one hundred people, at the head was a heroic-looking young general in his thirties.

The general strode straight to the bridal procession, clasped his fists in a salute, and said politely to the palanquin: "Miss Jinpa, I would like to have a word with you."

Within the imperial carriage, Su Jinping's voice rang out, "Is it General Lu Fuchen, commander of the Five Army Governor's Mansion, ahead"

"I know you. You have visited my father at our home several times, and your attitude has always been very respectful. My father has also spoken highly of you behind others' backs, saying that you are a good learner who knows how to advance and retreat. You are a rare intelligent person in the military."

"Speaking of which, Su Jinpa's tone faltered, then turned cold and said: "It seems that now my father still underestimated you. You are not only smart, but also overly smart, unable to distinguish between what should be done and what should not."

Lu Fuchen gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Jinpa, the General has shown great kindness to me, both in terms of recognizing my potential and guiding my career. In my heart, I have always regarded him as a father figure. But precisely because of this, I cannot bear to watch him make mistake after mistake. Therefore, Miss Jinpa, please leave the palace with me."

"Louvre Dust!"

A cry of surprise, then the curtain of the palanquin was lifted.

Robe in a magnificent crimson wedding dress, her makeup impeccable, yet Su Jinpa stood upon the palanquin with murderous glint in her phoenix eyes.

No one expected Su Jinpa, the bride herself, to step forward at this moment. The overwhelming majority of people were involuntarily drawn to her, feeling as if all the spiritual energy in the world was converging upon this woman. It wasn't just beauty; there was a sacredness about her that made one hesitate to even look upon her with disrespect.

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