"Manager Zhao, please inform me quickly and change your wedding dress immediately and do it according to your size." Leng Rutong immediately stood up and couldn't wait to order Mr. Zhao, for fear that Ye Fengya would repent again after turning around.

Xiang Zhujiu is so powerful that he can come up with such a bad idea, hahahaha.

Leng Rutong unconsciously showed a smug smile on her face. Ye Fengya looked at her blankly. The pool of clear flowers was full of spoiling. Forget it, just embarrass it. It is rare to make Tonger happy.

The grand ceremony of the lord of Ye Sheng Kingdom marrying the queen has spread among the people. That day was the first day of the Lunar New Year. It had heavy snow on the past two days, and the snow had thickened again. The auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. The people were happy and waiting for the arrival of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Ye Fengya gritted her teeth and stared at her red wedding dress that was mopping the floor. Xin's long body stretched her wedding dress very well, "Then let Tong'er kill you, I don't want to apply rouge!"

It was ridiculous that they had seen men be brides so old, but their lord actually accepted it, but it was really embarrassing them to refuse to put on rouge.

"Dad... Since you promised to be a bride, you have to follow the rules. No bride can dress as beautiful as a fairy without applying rouge. If you are not beautiful, it would be embarrassing the groom. Look, I have applied some rouge too, so I won't lose a piece of meat." Ye Hao walked in slowly, wearing a big red dress on his body, cutting and fitting, his belt tied his little willow waist, his face was exquisitely made of makeup, and even his little fingers were painted with danke, and his mouth was turned into vermilion, making him look like a little beauty with pink and jade pecking.13acv.

If he is not neat, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on to kill these people. Today is a great day and it is not advisable to kill animals.

Leng Rutong laughed at the side: "Husband, don't be angry. How can the king of a country do such a thing? Are you afraid that there will be no chance to take revenge?"

After hearing what he said, Ma Badao couldn't wait to climb onto the table: "That's the master, I'm more arrogant."

"That's right, I'll be worry-free when I die. Come here, clean it up and prepare for dinner. Look at the kid Ma Badao, drooling at the table." Leng Rutong pulled Ye Hao and pushed it to the maid beside him, asking him to clean it by himself. She felt at ease when she knew he was fine.

Ye Haoran sat down on the chair indifferently and pulled Ye Fengya for a moment: "Sit down, if you want to spoil a woman, you have to bear it."

"Return to the Lord, there is still one hour before the auspicious time. You can sit down first. The bride cannot move around." A mother-in-law replied to him without knowing the truth.

Leng Rutong then stood up and waved to the people in the room: "Come on, come on, come on, come on, we will die today, let's have a reunion dinner together, and we will have fun together next year."

But Ye Fengya nodded again and signaled him to leave quickly. If he asked again, where would his face be left? 100,000 dissatisfied Manager Zhao could only leave with his mouth. What's the matter? How could the Lord become a bride!

Ye Fengya's eyes lit up: "What are the good ideas for Tong'er."

Ye Hao turned his head and looked at him seriously: "Mom is happy, I can kill me."

Ye Haoran shrugged: "There is no way, who made him not believe that I can surpass him. He didn't believe that my medicine was useful, but he died after taking it... Alas, what a pity."

Manager Zhao looked at Ye Fengya awkwardly, how could this... be so ridiculous?

Ye Haoran was wearing a green homemade robe, with messy hair and cold hands, and seemed to have suffered a lot in order to come back.

"He studied euthanasia, and I helped him get it out, but he didn't believe it, so I asked him to try it himself, but he really got euthanasia after he tried it."

He is a man with a strong and virtuous spirit. How could he apply such a motherly thing? It would be fine if he wears a wedding dress, but he would still apply it like an actor. He could not bear it, absolutely could not bear it.

Several mother-in-law who served him quickly came up. Although they were afraid, their skills were neat, including drawing eyes, thrush, applying blush, and red lips. They were done in one go.

After Xiang Zhujiu and Xia Qinghuan delivered the gift, they left. Ye Fengya repeatedly tried to keep them in the Lord's Mansion, but they all refused, and they ran faster than rabbits when they left.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Fengya changed from a handsome man to a fairy fairy. Ye Fengya blinked and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Is this... he?

On New Year's Eve, Leng Rutong sat in the lobby and murmured: "Why haven't Ye Haoran come back yet?"

The group of aunts and sisters who were about to dress him up were trembling all over, but someone still said with utmost courage: "The Empress said that this is a wedding once in a lifetime. The bride must dress up exquisitely. If the lord does not have rouge, the Empress will kill the slaves."

Ye Fengya's roar came from the west wing: "Gogun, I don't want to apply rouge."

Leng Rutong shook her head with relief. Her man was so easy to satisfy.

Ye Haoran frowned helplessly and looked at his father, his black eyes full of complaints: "It's all you who spoiled her and you can think of anything."

Ye Fengya took Ye Hao from Leng Rutong's hand in silence and rubbed his little hand, and said coldly: "After the fifth day of the lunar month, the poisonous saint will be destroyed."

"Mom, don't you help me wash? I'm a child, okay?" Ye Haoran was a little reluctant to do it himself.

"Wow...Dad, your appearance is enough to support all the brothels in the yellowing plain." Ye Haoran exclaimed with nod.

Ma Badao was so shocked that his chin almost fell: "You mean the Poison Saint died by trying the medicine himself?" The old poison was useless to him, how could he be poisoned to death?

"You have run away, so how can I have the heart to love him? So in order to punish you, on the wedding day, you also put on a wedding dress and followed your father to hold the hem of the floor-shaping skirt for him. Come on, everyone eat quickly." Leng Rutong said that, without giving Ye Haoran the chance to refuse, she arranged for everyone to start eating.

Leng Rutong winked at Zhujiu and Xia Qinghuan, and raised her thumbs up at her waist. It’s not that she was not kind, but that Ye Fengya was wearing a wedding dress. It made people feel rippling when they think about it. How could she miss it!

"Didn't I make room for you and your father to be kind?" Ye Haoran sat down with his little mouth pouted.

After New Year's Eve, the sun rises high the next day, and the warm winter sun shines on people extremely warm.

Ye Haoran licked his cold lips and blinked: "Dad, you don't have to bother, the Poison Saint is dead."

Leng Rutong screamed, stood up and walked over to pick up Ye Haoran, who was really cold and pretty, and his nose was red, and told the maid behind him: "Go and get hot water to clean the prince."

Ye Fengya grabbed the vegetables into her bowl: "Eat first, he will go back as he eats." Ye Fengya was also out of sight anyway, and his son probably couldn't have anything to do. Instead of worrying, it would be better for him to go.

Ye Haoran curled his lips and lowered his head to eat, and did not speak anymore. He was just a mother, who had worked hard for him for several years. If he didn't spoil her, he would be struck by lightning.

Leng Rutong wrote a letter to Ye Haoran without hesitation: "Five days later, your mother will get married, and your father will be the bride. If you want to see his amazing beauty, you will find a way to escape back."

As soon as he said this, everyone sitting there was shocked. The Poison Saint not only made the poison powerful, but also had great martial arts skills, but also had poison all over his body. Whoever met him was unlucky? Why did such a strong person die?

Ye Fengya shook the red Yunxiu in annoyance: "When will the one who picks up the bride come!"

"Oh... did you do it?" Ye Fengya had long been accustomed to her son's strength and asked calmly.

She believed that something good stimulated Ye Haoran, and he would definitely have a way out. Even if she couldn't trap him, she wouldn't be able to trap him, let alone an old poisonous creature.

Just as I was about to start eating, a small figure rolled in outside the house, accompanied by a silence of complaining: "How can you start eating without waiting for me? I was lucky that my nose was red due to the strong wind and snow that was so cold that my nose was red."

Ye Fengya twitched violently, and she really wanted to slap this dumb boy to death. He looked at the ugly monster in the bronze mirror in surprise. It was not beautiful, it was simply inappropriate!

Seeing that he had already been on the table, Bai Zhi and the others just nagged him quietly, and sat down. Bai Zhi black beast, green lamp and wine, Xiao Bi, Manager Zhao, Phantom and Blood Killing Sect other elites were all over the entire round table as soon as they sat down.

"How could a child run away from home?" Leng Rutong grimaced at him and put his favorite vegetarian fried bamboo shoots on the table into his rice bowl.

Ye Fengya suddenly felt ashamed. He was despised by his son... He gritted his teeth: "Come here, do it, and give me a little more."

Ye Fengya grabbed the scroll and snorted coldly: "You run fast, otherwise I won't take medicine to kill you."

Ye Fengya nodded helplessly at him, and Manager Zhao's face was so hard that he could swing on the swing... "Master, do you really want to do this?" He disagreed, very disagreed, and hundreds of thousands of disagreed.

Leng Rutong said a few words in his ear, and Ye Fengya finally showed a satisfied smile: "Okay, that's it."

Bai Zhi and the others looked at me, but I didn’t dare to sit. Finally, Ye Fengya spoke: “Sit down, I’ve been with me for so many years, and I’ll allow you to be unruly today.”

Ye Fengya stretched out her big palm and touched his head: "You are not the same..." The father and son were half a dozen, so no one could say anything about each other.

Guan was busy. Leng Rutong blinked and looked at him. This brat must have been cheating in it, otherwise how could the old poison be so stupid?

Ye Fengya's temper softened after Ye Haoran said this. He sat down unwillingly: "Can you really stand the makeup on your face?"

Ye Fengya's charming eyes stared at her coldly: "What do you mean I'm going to sit like this ghost for an hour?"

The mother-in-law's slightly fat body was trembling in the air. Her eyes were so terrifying that she could kill people, but they were ordered by the Queen, and no matter how terrible they were, they had to hold on.
Chapter completed!