"No, I must go out and see for myself."
Since that was the case, she had to go out and see for herself.
Lin Qianqing threw off her bridal veil, pushed past Long Luo, and quickly stepped outside the palanquin.
Seeing the woman in red emerge, Jin Ziyuan’s smile became even more unfettered.
He intended to kidnap this woman and see how they could proceed with the wedding to the Lin Family.
He wanted to make Jin Moning’s eldest son the laughingstock of everyone.
"Go on, seize Miss Lin," he said with a faint smile.
A lucid flower like glaze unfolded from his smiling face, entrancing Lin Qianqing who stood beside the palanquin.
Seeing those in black charge towards the bride in her vivid red wedding attire, Prince Jin Xiaoran felt his nose twist with anger.
Where did these thieves spring from? They were targeting his bride; did they intend to make him the laughingstock of everyone?
Upon reflection, if he lost his bride on his wedding day, Jin Tingyu would likely be the happiest of all.
You’re good, Jin Tingyu, daring to provoke on the first; on the fifteenth, I’ll see how I’ll deal with you.
"Protect the Prince’s consort."
The guards swarmed to Lin Qianqing’s side to block the assailants. As one fell, another took its place. Blood ran like a river in front of the bride’s palanquin, that river of blood outdoing her vibrant red wedding dress.
Madam Lin was so frightened she nearly fainted, crying out, "What are we to do? Where did these assassins come from? Why are they all after our Daya, Lin Xingyi? Did you offend someone while in office?"
Lin Xingyi glanced at her indifferently and said, "The people I’ve offended wouldn’t dare to trouble the Prince on a day like today. If something happens to Qianqing, it’s the Prince’s face that’s lost."
Upon hearing this, she felt there was some sense to it. So who could be brazen enough to cause trouble today, and why was her daughter the target?
By the looks of it, they weren’t after her life, but her person!
"What are we to do?" Madam Lin had turned pale, her whole body trembling.
"Unable to lift with the shoulder or carry with the hand, what can you do? Just watch."
"How can you just watch at a time ..." But as soon as she spoke, she realized that aside from watching, there really wasn’t much she could do.
Witnessing the terrifying scene before her, Madam Lin could do nothing but cry her heart out, devoid of any decorum.
Jin Ziyuan had come prepared, dead set on taking Lin Qianqing. His trained assassins in black were no match for the guards by the Prince’s side, and in no time, the outcome was decided.
Lin Qianqing was lifted by two men in black and whisked away. Around the corner, an inconspicuous carriage drove up, and the men in black stuffed her into it.
The Prince, furious, was about to explode, brandishing his long sword and shouting his intent to rescue his wife, vowing to dismember those who had ruined his wedding.
Inside the carriage, Lin Qianqing couldn’t make sense of her feelings, a mix of fear and anticipation.
She didn’t know who was there to kidnap her, but it was clear these people meant her no harm.
And that person through the window... that fleeting glance!
Madam Lin, seeing Lin Qianqing having been taken by the thieves, was so scared she fainted on the spot.
Lin Xingyi supported her, shouting, "Quick, take Madam back and call for the doctor."
Elsewhere, Xiao Jinyan saw that the situation was nearly settled, gestured to the people behind him, and immediately a large group of guards charged towards the carriage that had made off with the prize.
He had been warned in advance by Jin Zijin and dared not underestimate Jin Ziyuan’s backing. For this reason, he had specifically gone to his elder brother and borrowed a few highly skilled deputies to oversee the situation.