If you calculate it carefully like this, who would dare to disobey Ziyue Ling? If you don't say anything else, just look at the face of Zimo in the fairy world, and you will definitely not fight with her.

Zi Yueling stopped Ling Hu Yixiao, thought about it again, and nodded cautiously, since this is an illusory thing, she will guard it for him.

On the day of his return, give him back his things.

What Ziyueling never expected was that her decision this time would allow someone to marry her justifiably when she returned

Ling Hu Yixiao saw her nodding, and immediately asked someone to hand her the clothes he had prepared in advance and the palm print of the family.

Then he said, "Sister-in-law, when you meet those people, you must not talk any more nonsense to them." There's something I'll figure out. ”

Ziyue Ling naturally knew the stakes, frowned, and then said, "Okay, I know, you go out and wait for me first." ”

Ling Hu Yixiao saw that she knew, so he didn't say anything. Then he asked someone to put his things down and went out.

Ziyue Ling didn't waste time, glanced at those clothes a few times, and then, grabbed ~ one with his hand, pulled it suddenly, pulled the clothes out, raised an arc in the air, and then was grabbed by Ziyue Ling's backhand.

Holding the clothes in his hand, he stepped behind the screen in the room, then quickly changed his clothes, and after changing, he went to the place where the clothes were placed before, and grabbed the coat with one hand.

The coat was made of fine ice silkworm snow satin brocade, and when she grabbed it, she danced in the air with her movements.

The color of the cloth is purple, noble and elegant.

Ziyue Ling put her coat on her body and grabbed it with one hand~ and walked out.

The empty room still had the smell of the Purple Moon Bell's body, as well as the temperature of the Purple Moon Bell.

There was a sad and bitter smell in the room.

Ziyue Ling walked out of the room and walked all the way to the front hall.

Sure enough, it was already full.

When the guards outside saw Ziyueling's dress, they naturally had a bottom in their hearts, bowed their heads slightly, and said to Ziyueling: "Hello young master." "It's a salute here. Ziyue Ling nodded in response.

After the family finished speaking, he straightened up and shouted loudly: "The young master's wife is .........."

Then he pushed open the door with one hand, made a gesture of invitation, and said respectfully, "Young master, please come in." ”

Ziyue Ling waved her sleeves and walked in.

There are a lot of side branches that have been waiting for a long time.

Linghu Yixiao stood to the right of the first two positions of the main seat in the lobby.

This is his position, he is the second son, generally the left is the largest, the main position is the master, and the right is secondary.

Ziyue Ling wore the robe that Ling Hu Yixiao had given her before, but she didn't put it on, and the moment he entered, the entire hall fell into silence.

Before she could ascend to the throne, someone below began to whisper, "Who is this woman?"

"I don't know..."

"Oh, how can we Linghu clan give it to a mere woman? And it's so small? What does the lord think? Also, what about the young master?"

"I don't know, seeing me has put the fox clan in danger..." An elderly man said, shaking his head, his eyes looking at Ziyue Ling, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

Ziyue Ling turned a deaf ear to their conversation, and Quan didn't hear it, but it was one thing to act as if she hadn't heard it, and it was another thing for her to be angry or not.

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