Chapter 137

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why is that tyrant so obscene?

What a nuisance!

Liu Rushuang's face was covered with internal flow and went to the back hall.

Stretch your arms and let the maid dress her.

(* ~ ＾) not happy!

The first suit is a tight red dress with a gold round collar and a red robe embroidered with gold patterns. The dress is bright and dazzling.

Liu Rushuang thinks it's not bad, but it's a little too thick!

Han Mo Ze see, face no expression: "not good-looking, change!"

Liu Rushuang frowned.

Keep changing.

The second suit is yellow, with a large and wide red robe, which covers the floor two feet.

Liu Rushuang finds it inconvenient to walk!

Cold Mo Ze face no expression: "not good-looking, changed."

……

Until changed eight clothes, cold ink Ze all denied, Liu Rushuang thoroughly angry.

"Do you have a vision? If you don't have an eye, don't make a random evaluation! "

She thinks it can be worn!

The maids in the palace trembled with fear, and the empress was too bold.

How dare you speak to the emperor like that?

I hope the emperor won't let them down when he gets angry later.

Pray and pray

However, Han Moze didn't get angry, just staring at Liu Rushuang with a malicious smile: "continue to change! Otherwise... "

Liu Rushuang frowned and grinded his teeth, and angrily returned to the back hall to continue to strip and change clothes.

It's hard to see the extreme!

Not afraid of God like opponents!

I'm afraid of animals like waves!

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Liu Rushuang wanted to go up and slap Han Moze's face, but she resisted.

Change Change Change

Until the penultimate piece, Han Mo Ze just nodded, evaluation way, not bad.

Liu Rushuang clenched her hands. There was no one more critical than this tyrant.

She now understood why the tyrant could do anything so well.

Because it is really a harsh eye can!

Are these people not tired of living?

Han Mo Ze waved and asked Liu Rushuang to replace the last one.

Liu Rushuang snorted and immediately changed the last one.

Han Mo Ze's eyes brightened and said with a smile, "tomorrow you'll wear this one!"

Liu Rushuang gritted her teeth and said angrily, "you mean it, don't you? Put the best at the end! "

She also thinks that this stand collar self-cultivation dress is very beautiful, very slim, very elegant.

Han Mo Ze Xie grinned and hooked his lips.

Then he turned to the door and said, "that's it. I'll pick you up on time tomorrow morning."

After Han Moze left, a maid in court stepped forward and said with a smile, "empress, this dress is designed by the Emperor himself."

Liu Rushuang's eyes widened in an instant. Can the tyrant even design clothes?

Take a look at his body wearing a stand collar tight Xi Pao.

Moving is strange!

The tyrant must have been afraid that she would disgrace him in her ugly dress.

The maids put away their clothes and went out.

Liu Rushuang was sleeping on the low cave.

She's so tired, it's the tyrant!

……

Wake up and get married.

The scenery around Kyoto is wonderful.

Inside and outside the palace are hung with red silk, red carpet and happy characters.

Happy!

Lively!

The grand wedding is about to begin!

O(∩_ ∩) O ~ ~

people who want to see the wedding of the emperor and the queen come from all directions.

Kyoto is crowded.

"Miss, it's time to dress up." Qing'er called outside the hall.

Liu Rushuang put down her brush and said helplessly, "qinger, come in."

Qing'er took several maids with them, and carried some red plates, with expensive jewelry and clothes on them.

Liu Rushuang took a look and let the maids play with her.

Liu Rushuang wears a red bra inside and a red robe on the outside. She wears a belt with a yellow and red edge around her waist. She has a narrow waist and does not fit in. Her long clothes are spread two or three feet behind her. Her high collar stands behind her head. Her clothes are embroidered with delicate and beautiful patterns, which makes her feel dignified.

Liu Rushuang folded his arms, and his broad red sleeves showed a good-looking curve. His posture was graceful and wonderful.

Liu Rushuang flows all over his face.

Don't want to marry the tyrant!

Cruel heart!