Soon the vast army arrived at Baishuo Ridge and camped at the foot of the mountain. After walking for a few hours, they had to stop. They were very curious, but they didn't ask much. Ouyang Zhanyun shook his head worriedly: "I really don't know what Your Majesty is planning. You should evacuate immediately at this time and don't stay for a while!"

Fu Xueyi walked into the camp: "He is a person with a proper sense of mind. He must have something more important to deal with. I have to stay. Don't complain. How about this marquis accompanying you to play chess?"

"Come on!" Ouyang Zhanyun immediately smiled.

In the main business, Su Mengdie dressed Fu Yunche with all her strength: "Don't move around, your beard must be shaved cleanly, be a little angry!"

Look, if you didn't like to be cowardly, why would you dress him up a little more angry? You let the woman apply powder on her face with a handsome face and blush. It became more and more incredible: "Your father likes monsters?" He opened his hand impatiently, and wiped away the powder with a gloomy face.

"What nonsense? My father only likes two kinds of son-in-law. The first one is like Shen Feng. He especially likes casual men. He likes him likes him and has no rules, but you can't do that kind of temperament!"

"The second type is to follow my everything and be a cow and horse for me. You can tell at a glance that you are a person who doesn't challenge. You only suit the latter. Talk less and do more, give him a good impression. Anyway, just fool him, just one day!"

"Shen Maple and Shen Maple!" Fu Yunche angrily removed the bead hairpin on his head, and took the dragon crown with a polite face to sort it out: "I am just like this, why do you fool me?"

Have a love attitude or not.

Su Mengdie was worried, how could this happen? But the man no longer needed her to take care of her: "Fu Yunche, don't make trouble. My father really doesn't like you. He thinks that Swenren is sweet-mouthed because he has been framed by people with different opinions many times. My mother died like this because he believes too much that a person like you has a psychological shadow!"

"I said that, I'm just like that!" Fu Yunche was too lazy to go and see it again. He combed his hair and began to wear it in a black dragon robe.

"You...!" Su Mengdie held back her anger and suddenly sat in front of the bronze mirror with a sneer: "Hmph, is this what you call tolerance?"

The man who was tying his belt stopped and looked at his disappointed wife. He could only defeat him and curse him secretly, just like he was willing to do so: "Except for the face and head!" It is impossible to ask him to apply makeup!

How can a man do such a humble thing? And when he goes out, he has to meet countless ministers. Where is his majesty?

Su Mengdie clenched her fists, very dissatisfied, but she also knew that this was the other party's biggest concession. She changed into a smile again and put a set of brightly prepared clothes on the black dragon robe, completely covering the overly majestic clothes. As for couples, they have to tolerate each other. After a separation, she will no longer ignore the other party's feelings and not touch his bottom line.

"You want me to wear this?" Fu Yunche looked in the mirror, colorful and heroic face made him look different, both men and women, and he didn't expect that a piece of clothing would have such a destructive effect. The woman's eyes glared at him annoyed him: "Just wear this, let's go!"
Chapter completed!