As soon as the sky dawned, there was silence outside.
Hua Yuqiong opened her eyes and got up unusually early.
After washing up, Hua Yuqiong took out a set of white clothes embroidered with auspicious clouds from the cabinet, compared them on her body, thought about it again and again, and put them on.
As soon as she stepped out the door, Hua Yuqiong was slightly startled when she saw the scene inside the mansion.
Everything that hits the eye is stained with white.
Lan Shao was wearing a black outfit with a white silk ribbon tied on his head. When he saw her coming out, Lan Shao called out.
"master."
"Ready so soon?" Hua Yuqiong asked in surprise.
"Well, Master, go to the hall first. I will wait for you there." Lan Shao said.
"Okay." Hua Yuqiong then discovered that her pavilion was also hung with white silk.
Hua Yuqiong: "..."
I always feel like something is weird.
Mr. Hua had already been waiting in the lobby, and Hua Qi had been moved to the secret room of Cangyun Pavilion.
Seeing Hua Yuqiong coming, Mr. Hua was startled at first, and then said: "Come here quickly, I will put on the mourning clothes for you. Although it is just for acting, the form still needs to be there."
"Um."
Hua Yuqiong stepped forward and allowed Mr. Hua to toss her around.
After a while, Mr. Hua looked at Hua Yuqiong, sighed, and said to Lan Shao: "Forget it, you should do it for her. Old man, I am still not suitable for this kind of work."
Lan Shao looked at the helpless Hua Yuqiong who was tangled up in a flower. He suppressed his smile and stepped forward to help. He straightened up Hua Yuqiong in a few moments.
Mr. Hua looked at Hua Yuqiong, nodded and praised: "Well, not bad, he is indeed my grandson, no matter how handsome he is, he is handsome."
Hua Yuqiong was speechless for a while, this old man doesn't really think of me as his grandson, does he?
After Hua Yuqiong and others finished their breakfast, people started to visit one after another. Hua Yuqiong naturally had to go to receive the guests, and she took Lan Shao and Fu Yue to look quietly in the direction of the door.
"The battle dragon is waiting -"
Following a shout, Hua Yuqiong looked up and saw a very familiar old acquaintance.
As soon as the man saw Hua Yuqiong, he ran over.
"Brother - I'm here to see you -"
Hua Yuqiong rolled her eyes.
As expected, it was Cheng Yuqi who deserved a beating.
Cheng Yuqi was wearing plain clothes today. If he didn't speak or move, he would still be a handsome man.
Just when Cheng Yuqi was about to pounce on Hua Yuqiong, Lan Shao suddenly stretched out his hand to block Hua Yuqiong. The Fulong sword was unsheathed a few inches, shining coldly in the sun.
Cheng Yuqi stopped firmly and was about to speak when he was suddenly picked up from behind. He was about to turn around and shout angrily, but when he saw a majestic face with a beard glaring at him,
Shrank back.
Hua Yuqiong cupped her hands and said, "Grandpa Cheng."
The Zhan Longhou, who was about the same age as Mr. Hua, smiled and narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard.
"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, Qiong'er is still so good, unlike this kid from mine..." Zhan Longhou glared at Cheng Yuqi, and then looked at Hua Yu Qiong with a kind smile.
Cheng Yuqi wanted to cry but had no tears.
Grandpa, whose grandfather are you?
Hua Yuqiong chuckled: "Grandpa Cheng, let him go. Cheng Yuqi hasn't caused any trouble recently and has always been quite peaceful."
Cheng Yuqi was stunned.
Zhan Longhou also smiled and said, "Really? This brat really didn't cause any trouble?"
"Really not, doesn't Grandpa Cheng believe in Xiao Qiong'er?" Hua Yuqiong said with a sweet smile.
But in Cheng Yuqi's eyes, this smile seemed hypocritical.