At this time, the second elder was also full of sadness for his daughter's marriage, thinking about what his daughter should do in the future.

At this moment, a stunning girl dressed in a rose-red wedding dress came.

"I've seen my father and mother."

Leng Yusheng made a compilation according to the etiquette in his memory.

With the girl's salute, the second elder came back to his senses from his thoughts, and remembered his daughter's next fate, and the two elders were both sorry.

After all, they didn't want to see that scene.

But after seeing that the two elders were looking at each other, Mrs. Leng closed her eyes.

Heart, it's a while to be able to hide, at least don't let me see my daughter's unwillingness to throw the hydrangea.

Knowing that her daughter was unwilling, she must not be in the mood to put on makeup, Mrs. Leng sighed slightly, looked at her daughter's face, which was not powdered, but was already beautiful like a Nine Heavens Xuannu, and she waved her hand.

"That's it, Yu Sheng, the hour is coming, it's probably too late to make up now, so you don't have to put on makeup, you go to the embroidery building alone first, and your father and I will arrive later!"

"Okay." Leng Yusheng nodded in response.

At this point, there is no way back. Anyway, it's impossible for her to marry him, isn't it the same for anyone to marry? What's more, she already had a way to get the emperor to withdraw from the marriage in person.

After figuring it out, Leng Yusheng turned around and left.

Looking at Leng Yusheng's back that was gradually drifting away, General Leng sighed and said, "Yusheng, after all, my father and mother can't stand you." ”

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Embroidery Building

When Leng Yusheng arrived at the embroidery building, the embroidery downstairs was already overcrowded, but most of them were some wealthy businessmen or cloth clothes, and everyone was talking about it, but it was not about how good the daughter of the cold house was, but what would be the benefit of marrying the daughter of the cold house.

"Yu Sheng!"

Just as Leng Yusheng was about to go up the embroidery building, a male voice sounded.

Leng Yusheng turned his head when he heard this, and after seeing the person who came, he leaned over slightly and said, "Brother." ”

"Yu Sheng, today the embroidery building recruits relatives, I hope you can get a good Yilangjun."

"Brother Cheng Jiyan."

As Leng Yusheng's words fell, Leng Yixuan was stunned for a moment, and he was a little suspicious of where the sun rose today, so that this sister, who had given him a headache since he was a child, was so obedient and polite.

At this moment, Leng Yusheng's slightly puzzled voice came, "Brother? What happened to you? ”

This call successfully pulled Leng Yixuan's thoughts back, but when he saw him, he coughed lightly and said, "Yu Sheng, go upstairs!" ”

Hearing this, Leng Yusheng knew that Leng Yixuan didn't want to say much, so he turned around and went up to the embroidery building.

Embroidered on the floor

Leng Yusheng, who had just come up, looked at Ling'er, who was trembling and handed over the hydrangea, and shook his head in his heart, how "crazy" was this daughter of the cold mansion before? So much so that even the personal maid is like this at this time?

However, she is not the real daughter of the cold house after all, but she took it very boldly and threw it down.

Hydrangea dropped, just ...... A "martial arts competition" began at the bottom.

Everyone began to run towards the hydrangea, hugged together in an instant, in order to compete for the hydrangea I don't know who started first, but regardless of the rules, directly started the martial arts, for a while, the embroidery downstairs made a mess, and from time to time someone was thrown out of the crowd, forming a beautiful arc......

Seeing this, Leng Yixuan's brows became tighter and tighter, and he scolded angrily, "Ridiculous, there are no rules for this." Xiulou recruits relatives, it is about fate, who is hit by the hydrangea is who, and now what has become of this? I thought it was a martial arts competition! What happened to my daughter? ”

"No problem."

Just when Leng Yixuan was about to let someone stop him, Leng Yusheng's faint voice, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

Hearing this, Leng Yixuan glanced at Leng Yusheng, who was looking at the scene below with cold eyes, and finally shook his head helplessly.