Ling He was slightly stunned, and saw Ji Fengyan standing in the room with a malicious face, staring at her eyes like this, Ling He suddenly had an ominous premonition, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and slip away.

It's a pity that Monsoon Smoke didn't give him such a chance at all.

"Brother Ling, I think we should have a good chat." Monsoon Smoke smiled evilly and spoke.

Ling He's heart was even more empty, he secretly looked into the room, only to see the red-faced Liuhuo sitting on the chair obediently, looking at him a little apologetically.

Ling He knew that Liuhuo had definitely sold himself, and he was cowardly at the moment.

"Miss, listen to me, I'm here for your good...... I ......"

Ji Fengyan's smile was extraordinarily bright, "Brother Ling, why are you so nervous, how could I not know your kindness, don't worry, I have already discussed with Liuhuo, and we will have a big wedding tonight." ”

"Huh?" Ling He was slightly stunned, why did what his young lady said so inconsistent with her expression? Looking at Monsoon Smoke's expression, he thought that Monsoon Smoke was going to hack him to death.

"The rest will be left to Brother Ling, when the time is almost right, remember to call us." After speaking, Ji Fengyan didn't wait for Ling He to understand that he didn't understand and directly closed the door.

Ling He was confused, but there was one thing he understood.

Monsoon Smoke and Drift Fire are getting married tonight!

Ling He on the side couldn't take care of it, and hurriedly passed on the news, and was quite proud in his heart, it seemed that Ji Fengyan was very satisfied with his "self-assertion".

However......

Waiting for the moment before the big wedding began, Ling He couldn't laugh.

He looked at the fiery red dress in Zuo Nuo's hand in disbelief.

Zuo Nuo tried his best to restrain his smile, and pretended to be serious: "Little ...... cough, the queen said that she needs a matchmaker to get married to the young master of Liuhuo, and you are the most suitable among us, so the queen ordered you to quickly change this dress before the wedding. ”

Ling He almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, he thought that Monsoon Smoke had let him go, but he didn't expect that there was still this trick waiting for him!

The clothes in Zuo Nuo's hand were the wedding clothes that Gong Zhengyu and they originally made for Monsoon Smoke, but the hesitation was too simple, so it was abandoned, and Ling He never dreamed that this dress would actually be given to him!

"It's women's." Ling He tried to struggle.

Zono had a sympathetic look of "I know".

Ling He wanted to cry at the moment.

Zuo Nuo added when he came: "The queen said that her parents died young. You are like her own big brother, if you can't get your blessing, she won't get married. ”

This sentence completely cut off all Ling He's thoughts, such a big hat was buckled on his head, Ling He couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

and weeping shall continue to die of one's own work......

In the end, Ling He held the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, and resolutely put on that beautiful "wedding dress", thanks to Monsoon Smoke's wit, Zuo Nuo deliberately asked the tailor door in the city to change the size before sending the clothes over, and Ling He wore it with an abnormal fit.

God knows how determined Ling He was to take a look at the bronze mirror.

But this glance completely collapsed his powerful heart.

Zuo Nuo had already squatted on the ground with a smile, he was not obedient and reserved, it was really ...... That picture is so "beautiful"!

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