It was dawn, but there was silence outside.

Hua Yuqiong opened her eyes and got up unusually early.

After freshening up, Hua Yuqiong took out a set of white clothes embroidered with auspicious clouds from the cabinet, compared them on her body, thought about it again and again, and put it on her body.

As soon as he stepped out of the door with his front feet, he saw the scene in the house, and Hua Yuqiong was slightly stunned.

Everywhere you look, it's white.

Lan Shao was wearing a black power suit and a white silk tied to her head, and when she saw her come out, Lan Shao called out.

"Master."

"Ready so soon?" Hua Yuqiong was surprised.

"Well, the master will go to the hall first, the master will be waiting for you there." Lan Shao said.

"Okay." Only then did Hua Yuqiong realize that his pavilion was also hung with white silk.

Painting Yu Qiong: "......"

I always feel weird.

The old man was already waiting in the hall, and the painting Qi had also been moved to the secret room of Cangyun Pavilion.

Seeing that the painting Yuqiong was coming, the old man was stunned at first, and then said: "Come here, I'll put on filial piety clothes for you, although it's just acting, but the form still has to be there." ”

"Hmm."

Hua Yuqiong stepped forward and let the old man give her a toss.

After a while, the old man looked at Hua Yuqiong, sighed, and said to Lan Shao: "Forget it, you should get it for her, old man, I am still not suitable for this kind of work." ”

Lan Shao looked at the helpless Hua Yuqiong who was wrapped into a flower, held back a smile, stepped forward to help, and tidied up the Hua Yuqiong in three or two clicks.

The old man looked at Hua Yuqiong, nodded and praised: "Well, yes, it is worthy of my grandson, no matter how you make it, you are handsome." ”

Hua Yuqiong was speechless for a while, this old man wouldn't really raise me as a grandson, right?

After Hua Yuqiong and the others finished breakfast, people came one after another. Hua Yuqiong naturally had to go to receive the guests, and took Lan Shao and Fu Yue to quietly look in the direction of the gate.

"The dragon is coming—"

With a shout, Hua Yuqiong looked up, but saw a very familiar old acquaintance.

As soon as the man saw Hua Yuqiong, he ran over.

"Brother—I've come to see you—"

Hua Yuqiong rolled her eyes.

Sure enough, it was the underwhelming Cheng Yuqi.

Cheng Yuqi is wearing plain clothes today, and if he doesn't speak or move, he is also a proper beautiful man.

Just when Cheng Yuqi was about to pounce on Hua Yuqiong, Lan Shao suddenly stretched out his hand to block in front of Hua Yuqiong, and the Fulong sword was unsheathed a few inches, shining with cold light in the sun.

Cheng Yuqi stopped steadily, and was about to speak, when he was suddenly picked up from behind. He was about to turn around and shout, but when he saw a bearded face staring at him majestic, he shrank back.

Hua Yuqiong arched his hand and said, "Grandpa Cheng." ”

The war dragon Hou, who was about the same size as the old man in the painting, smiled and squinted his eyes and stroked his beard.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, Qiong'er is still so well-behaved, unlike this kid in my family......" Zhan Longhou glared at Cheng Yuqi, and then looked at Hua Yuqiong with a smile and a kind appearance.

Cheng Yu wanted to cry without tears.

Grandpa, whose grandfather are you?

Hua Yuqiong chuckled: "Grandpa Cheng, let him go, Cheng Yuqi hasn't caused any trouble for a while, and he has always been quite peaceful." ”

Cheng Yu was stunned.

Zhan Long Hou also smiled: "Really? This stinky boy really didn't get into any trouble? ”

"Really not, doesn't Grandpa Cheng believe in Xiao Qiong'er?" Hua Yu Qiong smiled sweetly.

It's just that this smile looks in Cheng Yuqi's eyes, how hypocritical it is.