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(One hundred and three) fairy posture

Yu Zhili's parents, under the leadership of Jia Ding, led Yu Zhili, who was pulled out of the small black house.

As soon as she saw the old lady, Yu Zhili's mother began to cry, and she told the old lady what Yu Zhili couldn't see.

The speaker had no intention but the listener had a heart, and Yu Zhili on the side didn't realize this problem, and she panicked when her mother said this.

"What? I...... I can't see? Really invisible? It's so dark, it's so dark...... Mother......"

Yu Zhili hurriedly grabbed the clothes of the people around her, the whole person was very flustered, because she couldn't see, but her hearing was better than before, and she heard the whispers of ridicule from her subordinates clearly. She had cursed these damned people many times in her heart.

After finally couldn't help it, Yu Zhili yelled hard, those people finally shut up, but their mocking expressions were still very explicit, although Yu Zhili couldn't see it.

Then, after some discussion, Yu Zhili was still taken back by her parents, and she would never be able to step into the Tang Mansion for half a step. That is, she was banished.

After hearing the news, Tang Wan'er just drank tea as usual, although it was a little cheaper than Yu Zhili, but she was blind and would never appear in front of Tang Wan'er, which was still a relatively satisfactory ending.

The next day, Qi Ying brought the dress used for the ceremony.

Because it was the eldest lady who presided over the ceremony, it was naturally the eldest lady who came out to receive her, as well as Tang Yu, Tang Chu and Tang Wan'er, and of course, Shen Chanli also came over.

"It's finally completely restructured, and I hope it doesn't delay the process of my wife."

Qi Ying suddenly appeared, followed by the proprietress Yalan, he smiled, just standing there was a landscape.

"Where is it, Qi Gongzi is polite, this time is just right."

"Shouldn't I give it a final try, and if there are any details, I can change it again."

"Since Gongzi Qi said so, Qiong'er, let's give it a try."

When she was still looking good in the face of Qi Ying, she was very cold when she faced Tang Wan'er, so Tang Wan'er didn't care, so she took the order.

"Then, Yalan, you take Miss Tang to try."

Qi Ying instructed, Yalan made a gesture and replied, "Got it, young master." ”

When Tang Wan'er quickly dressed and came out to show them, everyone was stunned.

At this moment, Tang Wan'er is like a fairy in the sky, very fairy.

It was a set of fiery red clothes, three layers inside and three layers outside, according to Tang Wan'er's words, they were about to catch up with Japan's twelve orders, and the pattern was a peony with an atmospheric color - although Tang Wan'er herself still prefers lotuses, however, it is obviously not suitable for use here.

Outside, it is draped in white gauze, as soft as flower petals, and as translucent as cicada wings. The dignified attire reveals only the well-defined neck and clearly visible collarbones.

With Tang Wan'er's movements, the clothes seemed to be pouring with brilliance, and the wide skirt was nearly three feet behind, complex and luxurious.

The three thousand green silk is tied up with a hairband, tied a total horn bun, the head is inserted with a butterfly hairpin, the butterfly spreads its wings and wants to fly, it is inlaid with green jade, a wisp of green silk hangs down on the chest, a little powder, delicate as water, is a kind of girlish pure loveliness.

With such a beauty, I'm afraid that the flower fairy will give way, and the peacock will be defeated. Yu Ji deserves to be Yu Ji.