Although he came to marry, there was still a sense of superiority in his tone when he spoke, and if the people inside didn't open the door, they might just bang on the door and come in.

"It's annoying!" Nan Zhi scolded and said to Nalan Lian, "I'll go and see what's going on with Yulong." ”

"Hmm." Nalan Lian answered, saw her run out, found a place to sit down, and waited for Ming Yulong to come out.

It's a pity that Ming Yulong just walked to the door, and before he could say a word, she wrinkled her little face again, and said miserably:

"Ouch, I can't do it!" Immediately turned around and walked towards the latrine.

Nalan Lian frowned, saw her clothes fluttering, and quickly disappeared at the door, and read: "Running Gongfang is so diligent, isn't it a bad stomach, is there any other reason?" ”

"Not ready yet?" Rong Yi walked over from the next room in a flutter, and after seeing Ming Yulong's back, he turned to Nalan Lian and asked.

"She didn't feel well in her stomach, and she kept going to Gongfang, and I didn't know if she could be ready before Lu Daochen."

Nalan Lian glanced at him, Rong Yi's eyebrows did not leave a trace of drowsiness, although there was no deliberate dress, it felt like he had not slept all night, and his clothes were neat and tidy.

Yulong is going to be a substitute bride, and he is resting really well.

Rong Yi's eyes swept over him lightly, and he walked straight to the house, "The time has come, and the sedan chair that greeted the relatives outside was carried into the courtyard." If she can't go, she can only marry Nanzhi. ”

"Nanzhi married? She wouldn't be willing. Nalan Lian pulled her lips and smiled, if Nan Zhiken was willing, there was no need for Ming Yulong to be a substitute for marriage, it would be good for them to go over in the team of greeting relatives.

The commotion outside came through the window.

The matchmaker and sedan chair man invited by Ten Thousand Blades Villa squeezed in from the gate.

They broke into the house, without the slightest apology, but shouted justifiably.

The voice of the matchmaker is very awake in the quiet morning, holding the big red hippa in the yard and shaking,

"I said Miss Ling San, it's not too early, you've dressed up alone for a long time. There will be a chapel later, don't miss the auspicious time! ”

After shouting a few times, seeing that there was no movement in the room, the matchmaker got closer suspiciously, stretched her neck to look inside, and increased her voice:

"Miss Ling San, are you in the house, if you don't know how to make up, I can have someone help you!"

in the house.

Nalan Lian walked to the door and glanced outside from the gap, after the matchmaker shouted, she didn't hear a response, and waved her hand and called the two coolies carrying the sedan chair to come over,

"Everyone has arrived at the door, if they don't open the door again, look at their momentum, they are ready to break in."

Rong Yi walked up to him slowly, looked at Nalan Lian and said, "If there is no bride to go, Long'er's plan will fail." ”

"That's right." Nalan Lian continued to look out.

"You don't want to see the plan she's been preparing for so long fail." Rong Yi smiled lightly.

Nalan Lian nodded, and suddenly felt that Rong Yi's question was a little wrong, and as soon as she turned around, a stream of white powder rushed over before she met.

He reflexively wanted to wave the fan to block, the white powder was mixed with a huge amount of real power, and he leaned out, several big holes on his body were lit by straight truth, his arm was numb, the fan fell into the room, his whole body was weak, his body fell outward, and the door was slammed open.