Chapter 317

Speaking of it, that dress has indeed been destroyed. Xia Yue's worry is that she stealthily went to set the first fire.

It is said that the fire was put out, and then there was a spark deflagration, and then it burned again. Two fires burned down, and I'm afraid it's hard to keep my clothes. When I hesitated, Wang Fuchun had already walked away, so she had to follow her every day.

But on the way, Wang Fuchun suddenly slowed down and sat leisurely in the pavilion. He brought fruit and tasted it leisurely. He refused to start again.

Xia Yue watched anxiously. Seeing that the time was getting closer and closer, beitanghao didn't like being late and was forced to wait. She tried to remind her, "Miss, there is only one cup of tea left. We'd better go ahead as soon as possible, so as not to wait for the prince for a long time."

"At the moment, the prince is really anxious about the wedding dress. If we go to see the clue from him, it will not be a good thing. We should wait for them to deal with the matter slowly. Qin Yuran will put on his usual clothes. We will go slowly, will not we be more at ease?"

Even so, Xia Le still felt that something was wrong in her heart. She also secretly went to inquire about it. Beitanghao was so anxious that she paced back and forth uneasily.

Fortunately, Qin Yuran is not seen at the moment, which makes her somewhat comforted.

"The law does not blame the public. The Lord will not blame the young lady for this!"

Why didn't Qin Yuran come Beitanghao rubbed his hands and walked back and forth.

The Westerners were working on the machines. Beitanghao sent an interpreter to inquire about it. He learned that the machines were as usual today, waiting for everyone to come.

Xia Yue runs back to tell Wang Fuchun what happened outside.

She laughed happily, raised her eyebrows and said, "it's going to start soon. Qin Yuran wants to capture my limelight. She thinks too much. Let's go!"

They arrived late. Beitanghao was not as happy as they thought, and did not look at them. Instead, he asked people to urge Qin Yuran.

"Lord, here comes Miss Qin!" The servant's clear voice attracted people's eyes, and they were all shocked in an instant.

Qin Yuran is tall and tall. His slender arms are slender and graceful under the gauze. His smile is more holy. He looks like a fairy who accidentally falls into the world. He can't help but applaud secretly in his heart.

Beitang Hao, with his eyes fixed, stepped forward and helped Qin Yuran. The long skirt let two servant girls carry their slender and graceful body. They were graceful and graceful. They were walking with lotus flowers step by step.

Everyone was stunned. Even the foreigners also poked their heads out of the black box and looked at the scene in shock, calling for beauty. beautiful.

The North Hall took Qin Yuran's hand and said with a smile, "it's as beautiful as a fairy!"

Slightly droop head, more dignified and gentle.

Beitanghao is wearing the same white suit today. They stand together. They are so talented and beautiful that they are enviable. Wang Fuchun tightly grasped the back of the chair on one side to stabilize his body and murmured: "impossible! No way

Yesterday, she said in a low voice Before she had finished speaking, Wang Fuchun glared at her, and she swallowed the words on her lips again. She hung her head in fear and did not dare to speak.

"Good, good!" They clapped their hands, and at the same time motioned their assistant to take out a suit of dress, which looked like a man's thing.

Qin Yuran saw him hand it over. She opened her eyes in disbelief and asked, "is it for me?"

The translator said with a smile: "yes, Miss Miss Miss Lee said that she is extremely elegant, and her clothes will complement each other."

Qin Yuran looks down at the wedding dress. The wonderful feeling doesn't fade away. For a moment, he hesitates. Beitanghao signals to her with a smile and asks cui'er to take it and go to the nearest room.

Two dresses, a wedding dress and a dress, Wang Fuchun couldn't help but follow her. She yelled, "Miss Qin!" Qin Yuran stops and looks back.

When Wang Fuchun is about to chase her forward, beitanghao grabs her and raises his hand at Qin Yuran, indicating that she will move on.

"Lord!" Wang Fuchun is aggrieved. Looking at Qin Yuran's back, her chest is undulating and she is extremely aggrieved. "My concubine also wants to have a try!"

"The wedding dress is unique, the most holy, not everyone can wear it. Besides, you are not allowed to get close to Qin Yuran! "

She opened her eyes in shock and didn't know what she meant. She grabbed beitanghao's arm and twisted her body. Her voice was sweet and greasy. She said in a coquettish voice, "Lord, let my concubine have a try. I'll make sure that it's not inferior to Qin Yuran."

Beitanghao threw his hand back and said coldly, "what I said is very clear." At the same time, his head tilted to the crowd.

They immediately retired clean, even the summer moon was taken away, leaving them alone.

Beitanghao's expression was severe, and he looked at her directly. Wang Fuchun asked uneasily in his heart, "Lord, are you?"

"Did you ever know that the house was flooded last night?" She nodded in terror and whispered."At that time, my concubine was watching the new year. I heard about it."

The voice just falls, suddenly wrist a pain, North Hall Hao clasps tightly, deep voice asks a way: "did you send someone to put it?"

She blinked her eyes. There were ripples in her eyes, and tears rolled down. She was extremely aggrieved and choked and said, "how can you suspect my wife? How can you kill people and set fire to death if you can't trample on ants? "

Her face was ugly, and she had been wronged and tried to endure.

"Really not you?" Beitanghao asked again.

She nodded, wronged to the extreme, "minister concubine no longer want to open, also won't a fire burned the home!"

Look at her earnest, face slightly pulled up, smile rather than smile, look at her directly.

Wang Fuchun was very uncomfortable in his heart, but he insisted.

"I also want to know why you want to set a fire in your own house? Is it because you are dissatisfied with my king and want to burn him and bury him in the sea of fire? "

Wang Fuchun's face turned pale and shook his head repeatedly. "The Lord is holy and wise. I dare not. My heart to the Lord can be expressed by heaven and earth. I only hope that we can live together with him in the future. We will always love each other and grow old together."

Beitang Hao sees her dead do not admit, a clap of the palm, then a bodyguard will bring up Xia Yue.

Xia Yue, with tears in her eyes, kneels in front of them in fear.

"What do you mean, Lord?" Her lips trembled and she looked at all this in horror.

Xia Yue is determined not to betray her. She repeatedly goes forward and is ready to help her. Beitang Haorui says coldly, "Xia Yue, what did you do last night?"