Gong Zilin firmly disagrees. If he wants to wear wedding clothes, he can only wait until they get married! In fact, Gong Zilin has a small mind for song Ningyu. He is so small that he can only accommodate song Ningyu. He has a big mind and can hold everything song Ningyu has.

"Ah Lin..."

"No!" everything is easy to discuss, but this one can't, resolutely not!

Song Ningyu's eyes flashed slightly, smiled at Gong Zilin and said, "OK, then don't change, that's it!"

Gong Zilin looked at her suspiciously. Some didn't believe it and said, "so honest?"

The house was full of festivities. I didn't pay much attention to them last night. Today, it's more luxurious and bright red than Gong Zilin's wedding. There are acid bubbles in my heart. I hum: "don't worry, madam. We will hold a bigger wedding for our husband when we get married!"

"No... it doesn't matter..."

"Yes! Yes!"

"...." what happened to Gong Zilin? Song Ningyu glanced suspiciously at July, and shook his head. Who knows what's wrong with him? Aren't they all women? Every talent has a few days? Does my uncle have it? This question is very scary in July. It's true. My uncle hasn't touched miss all the time.

Is there something wrong?

"Miss, this dress..." it's not decent not to wear wedding clothes.

The news went to Huangdao. How could there be no response?

Gong Zilin raised his eyebrows. He picked up the scissors that Gu Yichen had left on the table and broke them with a few clicks. He raised his eyebrows proudly, very good and satisfied.

Song Ningyu didn't stop him. Poor July didn't dare to stop him. She wanted to hit the wall. Song Ningyu was light white, with ink bamboo patterns and black-and-white intersection. It didn't coordinate with the red makeup and beautiful wedding in the city!

"Miss, is this really good?" July looked at Song Ningyu who was washing with some worry. Gong Zilin on one side twisted a clean cloth and wiped song Ningyu's face. When she didn't say anything, even if there was an uncle here, the two people had a quarrel and turned around again.

The sound of the etiquette band sounded outside the door. Gong Zilin pulled a simple hair for song Ningyu's thrush, took out the wooden Begonia and pedicle hairpin from his sleeve, put it on song Ningyu's head, and leaned close to his face to kiss.

Looking at the two people in the mirror, he raised his lips and said with a smile: "my lady produces Hibiscus in clear water. It's natural to carve. It's really beautiful and can be called the first in the world." song Ningyu dressed like a funeral. Gong Zilin was very satisfied when he looked at it, and his mood was happy. There was a knock at the door outside.

"The auspicious hour has arrived. The maidservant was ordered to welcome you. The empress entered the wedding sedan."

Song Ningyu patted Gong Zilin and stood up. Gong Zilin approached her against the face belonging to the wind. She was really not used to it!

It's nice to welcome empress Jun, but what's the matter with the man around? It's just a man. What's the trouble with the Queen's white clothes?

The Minister of rites headed by song Ning Yu stared at Song Ning Yu's light white brocade robe with black bamboo. His face suddenly turned green and the brocade robe was just enough. It was a man's dress. Do you want to wear it like this to get married? What is this?

"Empress, please... Please change your clothes first." the Minister of rites stood straight and bent slightly towards song Ningyu. The people around a big yard outside the glass hall looked red from a distance and were very happy.

Looking at the big wave of red, Gong Zilin was full of evil spirit behind him. I really want to turn it into blood stained red!

"My lady wears her favorite clothes to get married. What's the matter? Do you have any opinions? Since you are so insincere, I don't think it's necessary to get married." the glib July bluffed the slightly changed people. Song Ningyu dressed like this to get married. Isn't it a joke for the world?

"Well, I'll report to the emperor immediately." the Minister of rites simply didn't dare to see song Ningyu again.

Song Ningyu Mingming just stood like that and looked at you quietly. Her eyes were cold, but it just made people feel that the deepest thing in her heart was about to be dug by her and exposed to the sun. The Minister of rites ran away in twos and threes. Song Ningyu swept his eyes. They turned and walked into the inner hall. Gong Zilin and July also followed.

As soon as the door was closed, Gong Zilin resumed his general attitude towards song Ning, who wanted to take out his heart and give it to her.

"My lady, what if I can't help myself?" looking at the group of people, he wants to do it. If he sees Ouyang's fire later, he won't have to chop him!

The so-called love enemies met, especially jealous. Last night, Ouyang Huo was drunk and easy to clean up. Song Ningyu was not so easy to solve in the daytime.

Clapping Gong Zilin's hand around his waist, song Ningyu wrung her eyebrows and warned, "calm down! If you can't calm down and spoil my big event, Gong Zilin, I think you can have a big marriage with others in Tangguo."

Gong Zilin approached song Ningyu's ear and whispered, "how can we live with others? Our flower and candle night hasn't passed yet. My wife has read the books sent by others one by one. Her posture is good... Huh!"

Clearly an emperor, how can he be like a hooligan! Song Ningyu put an elbow on his abdomen, and Gong Zilin covered his abdomen and gnashed his teeth.

"Lady, you should be gentle..."

"Be honest with me. If you can't watch it, go back to Cloud City!" song Ningyu glanced at Bai, holding her belly and pretending to be poor Gong Zilin. Her heart was horizontal. She didn't see it this time, and she couldn't figure out how to deal with her next time!

Soon there was another knock outside the door. In July, a slit was opened and the man outside the door said, "Your Majesty, if you want to marry my lady, you have to pass me first."

The Minister of rites on one side blew his beard, stared and said, "nonsense, when did such a custom come into being! Don't delay the auspicious hour!" it's a big deal to delay the auspicious hour. However, July is standing at the door and not giving in. Can Ouyang Huo still rush in and grab it?

"How are you doing?" Ouyang Huo scanned the room through the fine seam. The seam was too small. He could only see a little.

"Well, it's a lucky occasion. Give me a red envelope first. If you're not satisfied, I won't let you marry my miss."

People outside the house quickly began to collect red envelopes again.

In the room, Gong Zilin is losing his temper. He wants to rush out and fight with the man surnamed Ouyang! He dares to marry his wife. He will tear him alive! Damn it!

Song Ningyu hugged the man tightly and whispered, "ah Lin! Stop making trouble, and I'll be angry if you make trouble again!"

"I'm angry, you wait until I'm angry!" Gong Zilin replied angrily, which made song Ningyu nod with Gong Zilin's waist.

"Well, well, I'm not angry, so don't be angry. Just watch a good play with me, okay? I'm very hard. You respect my achievements."