The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 1094 – Mother, Carry!

Chapter 1094 – Mother, Carry!

Luo Qiao no longer declined and followed Ma Tian Yin to Xing Hang’s courtyard.

Xing Han has been working hard every day. Other than for eating, he has never taken a step out of his place.

When the two arrived at his courtyard, they noticed that Xing Han was not there.

“Young Master? Young Master?” Luo Qiao a.s.sumed that Xing Han must have been tired of training and went to wash up in the building.

When they entered, they discovered that there was no one.

At this moment, Ma Tian Yin’s face changed as he noticed signs of struggling on the floor, “Someone had forcefully taken Xin Han away. I will go search first. Do not tell Madam for now, or she will become anxious.”

Luo Qiao was startled, but she forced herself to calm down after seeing Ma Tian Yin’s expression.

“Okay, I will look elsewhere as well. Maybe Young Master went out to play with his friends from before.”

The two split up to search.

Madam Huan was currently cooking in the kitchen. She even started the rare act of humming a tune of a song from her younger days. When suddenly, a shadow appeared and quietly stood behind her…

Staring at her like a venomous snake.

***

Holy City,

The entrance of Yun Ya Estate, located at the midsection of the Holy Mountain, was currently boisterous with activity.

Today was the day Ji Mo Ya and Huan Qing Yan tied the knot, their wedding day. However, anyone who learned about this event, even when they did not have the wedding invitation, could come and give their blessings.

The Holy Mountain specially opened up to the public today. Anyone of status and standing was allowed to travel anywhere from the midsection of the Holy Mountain and below.

Since the start of the day, the Yun Ya Estate has been surrounded and packed with people.

All were afraid of not being able to secure a nice spot if they were late.

The people who came later all stood on their toes, but all they could see were a dense sea of human heads.

“The auspicious time has not arrived yet? Why are the newlyweds not out yet?” a random Person A said.

“The bride needs to doll up and be presentable after all. The bride is of n.o.ble standing, not some ordinary person… It is only natural that the stage must be big.” Person B replied.

“Come to think of it. Why not hold the wedding in the Ji Mo Estate? The Ji Mo Estate is located in the central location of the Holy City. It is way larger and more luxurious than here.” Person C asked.

“You guys did not know the details. The bride is unhappy with the Ji Mo Clan, and Young Master Ya is the Wife Doting Demon as well. He managed to return the beauty back into his arms after great difficulty… this is a long story…”

Flames of gossips raged outside the estate, burning actively. While within the estate, it was also on fire as well.

The lively and cute Bai Li Jia Bao was commanding her entourage of aunties and maids, helping the bride with preparations.

“Woah, Sister Yan, after wearing this Phoenix Crown, there is no bride as beautiful as you in this world! Everyone, quick. The changing of clothes must be fast and sharp…”

Huan Qing Yan was wearing layers and layers of clothes, each layer was as thin as silk. This was the custom-made equipment from the Gnome Kingdom. It has a total of eighteen layers; each layer by itself was a piece of protective magic equipment. Dorna had personally crafted this for Huan Qing Yan’s wedding.

The gown was no doubt built based on Huan Qing Yan’s measurement and was also well designed. Despite wearing eighteen layers of clothing, there was no feeling of bloatedness and expressed the curves of the body well.

Huan Qing Yan was looking ravis.h.i.+ng, the festive mood also seems to enhance her beauty that was already at the level of causing the downfall of countries. The luxurious Phoenix Crown matched with the fiery red gown; any onlooker would feel as though their souls can be hooked away by the beauty.

Next to Huan Qing Yan was a cute baby, there was a piece of lollipop in his mouth; on the verge of being cleanly eaten.

The baby was over a year old; looking fair and plump.

“Mother, carry!”