Cai Ling was shocked by her young lady's beauty again, "Miss, it's so beautiful!" ”

Su Yuetong nodded the tip of her nose, "Good, your mouth is so sweet!" ”

Su Yuetong can be regarded as having fulfilled her responsibility as a sister, but when no one in the General's Mansion sent Su Qing'er out except for the Kang family, she also followed her to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

It's just that when she helped Su Qing'er into the main hall to worship, Su Qing'er almost crushed her teeth with hatred, "Su Yuetong, did you deliberately come to see me to laugh?" ”

Su Yuetong walked beside her, with a sunny smile on her face, "Do you look as beautiful as me?" What's there to see! ”

"You! It was you who deliberately designed me to lose my body, and it was you who made me the laughing stock of everyone! Su Qing'er clenched the scissors in her hand, and a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at Su Yuetong fiercely.

Su Yuetong smiled and pressed the scissors in her sleeve, and then the internal force condensed and deformed her, "I deliberately designed you?" Su Qing'er, when you want to kill me, the design is also good! Besides, don't you like Chu Chengye? It's all made you get your wish, my sister is not good enough for you, right? ”

Su Qing'er felt a force, and her hands were numb, she looked at Su Yuetong in surprise, the smile on her face was like a flower, but her heart was shocked.

She thought that she could make Su Yuetong not turn over, but in the end, it was herself who harmed her.

Su Yuetong entered the festive hall with her, and the hustle and bustle of the hall was all silent because of the moment Su Yuetong stepped in.

It was Su Qing'er, the bride, who was supposed to be in the limelight, but her face was hidden under a thin layer of red veil, and Su Yuetong's face that captivated the country and the city made everyone breathe, and even Chu Chengye's eyes were firmly attracted by her.

He stared at this woman he once hated so much, and his heart beat feverishly.

She is so beautiful that he can no longer look at others.

Even Su Yanran, the goddess in his heart, couldn't intersect with her, and her face was full of proud and confident beauty, swaying like a fairy that he could never reach.

While everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, the subordinates at the door shouted, "King Han has arrived-"

Everyone hurriedly knelt down to greet each other, and even Chu Chengye bent down slightly to salute.

Chu Yihan had just returned from the next dynasty, the moon-white embroidered dragon pattern prince's brocade robe, wearing a golden crown, with an unsympathetic coldness on his peerless face, exuding the spirit of a king, wherever he passed, everyone showed shocked eyes, and countless boudoir women who admired him did not dare to look directly, but they were reluctant to take this opportunity to meet him, and couldn't help but peek at him.

Chu Yihan had nothing in his eyes, but when he walked in front of Su Yuetong, he stopped.

Chu Chengye was behind Su Yuetong and said to Chu Yihan: "Uncle Huang, please take a seat." ”

Chu Yihan hummed lightly, but his eyes still fell on Su Yuetong, Su Yuetong didn't dare to raise his head, his scalp was numb when he saw it, and he didn't dare to move, and his legs were numb on his knees.

Now she doesn't dare to make a mistake in front of Chu Yihan, and she doesn't dare to be as unscrupulous as before.

Chu Yihan saw her kneeling in front of her obediently, not as lively as before, her heart sank, and she pursed her lips and said, "What are you still kneeling for?" ”

Su Yuetong raised her head, "Huh? ”

If you don't kneel, what are you doing?

The officials of the Manchu Dynasty are all kneeling together, she is a little woman, can she still play special?

Chu Yihan stretched out a hand towards her, his voice sounded joyless and angry, but he said, "Get up." ”