The Lord's Mansion of the North City.

The girl and Mu Beiliang sat in the huge living room and talked all night.

Leng Quan looked at his father's handsome face that broke through the sky, how do you think you don't want a forty-year-old man.

Obviously, he and Jun Qiyan look really not a few years older!

The girl pondered for a moment and asked, "Dad, are you older than my mother?" ”

Mu Beiliang was stunned for a moment, and stared at Leng Quantian with an unpredictable expression, "Why is this so?" ”

Leng Quan said bluntly, "Because you really look too young, you don't look like you have a big daughter like me at all." ”

Mu Beiliang stared at Leng Wuxin's face, which was five or six points similar, and muttered, "I'm better than your mother...... Be big. ”

After that, Leng Quan pestered Mu Beiliang to tell the story of him and his mother.

At that time, neither of them knew the identity of the other.

And when Mu Beiliang met Leng Wuxin, he had not yet become the city lord of Beicheng, but he was the son of the city lord of Beicheng at that time.

At that time, Leng Wuxin had already established the Cold Night Gate.

Mu Beiliang obeyed his father's orders and came to the Imperial City to investigate the mysterious and huge organization of the Cold Night Gate.

The two each concealed their identities and went from acquaintance to love.

A year later, Mu Beiliang received an order from his father and was forced to return to Beicheng.

When he left, he didn't tell Leng Wuxin, and he didn't know that Leng Wuxin was rich back then

Less than a year later, Mu Beiliang became the lord of Beicheng, and when he went to find Leng Wuxin, he learned that Leng Wuxin had married someone else.

The next day, before dawn, Leng Quantian was forced to call up by the maid's makeup artist.

The girl was served and washed by several servants, and sat on the dresser, sleepily half-squinting.

I knew I was so sleepy, I shouldn't have dragged her father to talk all night last night.

She had only slept for three hours.

The makeup artist painted the girl's delicate and elegant makeup, and then, a rush of footsteps came.

Four maids came to Leng Quan's bedroom, and three of them were holding different wedding dresses.

The maid who walked in the front said to Leng Quan in a very respectful tone: "Sister, these three wedding dresses were sent by my uncle, and each set is made by a master, and the price is very expensive!" ”

Leng Quan tilted his face suspiciously, "Three sets? ”

Is it possible for Jun Qiyan to let her wear three sets of wedding dresses to marry him?

The maid nodded, and the voice itself had a bit of a soft feeling.

"Yes, my uncle sent Duren so that the wedding dress he chose was not to your liking, so he sent three sets for you to choose. Also ......"

Leng Quan leaned and looked at the maid who wanted to speak, "What else?" ”

The maid stared at Leng Quantian with envy, and continued: "If you don't like it, make do with it first, and after the wedding, my uncle will accompany you to choose a wedding dress you like, and ...... it specially."

At this point, the maid blushed.

Leng Quanting: "What specially?" ”

Maid: "Wear it for him." ”

"......" Leng Quan covered his face.

This is not the grandfather she knew before!

The girl was put on delicate and elegant makeup by the makeup artist, and there was a hint of blush on her beautiful face, with the expectation and excitement of getting married.

The girl in the mirror, the corners of her mouth are raised, there are two pear vortices hanging on her cheeks, her lips are full of cherry blossoms, and her teeth are fragrant.

The thin folds at the hem of the long skirt gently fluctuated with Lairao's footsteps, and the skirt bloomed behind her like a white peacock's tail feathers.

White roses adorn the vines that spiral down from the shoulders, and the lace of the cuffs is even more feminine.

It's like a fairy who has fallen into the world.