Zhao Yingfu thought for a while, and thought of making a will. He told His Majesty that he did not want to waste money and that when he died, his body would be cremated. He found a place close to his life and dug a hole and buried it. Then he gently rubbed his eyebrows and threw away these unpredictable ideas.

He is not dead.

He would have died behind Sanniang.

Then he will dig it out-

"cough."

Zhao Ying coughed lightly, browsed her eyebrows and laughed out loud.

Lao Gou and others glanced at him: This guy always laughed for no reason, and he didn't know what he was laughing at!

Zhao Ying suddenly became calm.

Sanniang must have laughed just now, just like he did just now. Sometimes there is no reason to talk about the things in this world.

Of course, we still have to be reasonable now.

As the villagers were eating, they felt embarrassed without any sense of embarrassment. They all had a flushed face and their mouths were covered in oil. Even the Wang family members were very greedy. Unfortunately, they really couldn't break up their own stations, and they couldn't help but feel a little resentment.

The Wang family's elders had a solemn expression.

The old patriarch had always had a kind face and showed a bit of harshness: "Go and invite Li Dalang here."

He paused, turned his head to look at the lively scene in front of him, and shook his head, "If Wang Xiao's family is allowed to leave the village smoothly today, our Wang family's face... will be gone."

The more Xiao Lingyun tells it, the softer and more relaxed the expression on her face.

"I feel more and more that Wei Sheng is quite interesting. Later one morning, as soon as I opened the door, I saw him squatting in the corner of the wall at my door and muttering, saying something like "saying" and "not saying it". I asked him, "What do you want to say?" He blurted out immediately, "I want to marry A Yun!"

Xiao Lingyun smiled: "I agreed."

Gu Xiang smiled: "It's pretty good."

Although she doesn't understand, she is in love with each other, which is a beautiful thing in the world.

The villagers drank and ate vegetables lively. At first glance, it was a serious and extremely decent wedding.

Xiao Lingyun touched the end of her hair, as withered as hay.

Turning to look at the figure in a puddle next to her, she could see haggardness in the blur. As a result, she was even more exhausted and miserable. Today, she has been struggling like this, and there is no way she has the style of the past!

"I'm afraid that after today, people will say that I am an ugly woman and become a laughing stock."

She knows the best that the literati's mouth is like a knife.

Gu Xiang turned around and looked at Xueying.

"Snow Eagle, do you bring a dressing box?"

Xueying said seriously: "Take it."

She knew that she was here to be a maid, and she was a maid of a young girl, so she naturally did all the preparations she should do.

She didn't care about makeup herself, but if the little lady thought, she could use her skillful hands to make the little lady a recognized immortal.

Just after so little while, the snow eagle had already set up a large tent, covered with tiger skin, raised the stove, lit the incense, prepared hot water and new clothes.

There are also pocket jewelry boxes, snails, thrushes, and rouge and powder on the table.

Even the flowers are of all kinds.

Xueying directly adjusted the particularly beautiful rouge on the back of her hand, and took a piece of paper and drew a picture of a beauty dipped in gouache.

The model of the beauty is Xiao Lingyun.

Only the beauty in the painting has black hair like clouds, white skin like snow, eyebrows like distant darkness, and eyes like autumn water. She is a first-class beauty.

Xiao Lingyun was pulled into the tent, her eyes fell on the table, she looked at the beauty picture for a while and said in surprise: "Even when I was the best time... I am not so beautiful."

In just this moment, a cluster of flames rose in her heart.

Yes, she was never so beautiful at her best.

She was just twenty years old and was about to die? Has she been beautiful? Her love has not yet come to fruition.

Xiao Lingyun suddenly felt a little unwilling to die.

At least she should know why Wei Sheng didn't marry her as agreed, was she regretting it or something else, whether it was a good or a bad result, she should have known it.

In the blink of an eye, Xueying had combed Xiao Lingyun, washed her hair, and carefully applied a layer of coconut oil and washed it again, making it extremely smooth.

A layer of ointment was also applied to her face, with a faint sweet aroma of fruit. Gu Xiang didn't know what it made, but in her eyes, these ointments were all ingredients and were all edible.

After removing the ointment, Xiao Lingyun's face, which was covered in wind and frost, was as clean and smooth as an egg that had been removed from the shell.

Xueying looked at her face carefully, and took a paintbrush dipped in rouge and water powder to "paint" on her face. In less than half an hour, the beauty in the painting reappeared in the world.

Xiao Lingyun turned her head and looked at the beautiful figure in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Gu Xiang leaned over and chuckled, "How is your mood?"

Xiao Lingyun held down her beating heart.

Why are you so beautiful? Why do you want to die?

"I don't seem to have brought green clothes."

Gu Xiang looked up and down at Xiao Lingyun. Since he was married, he should always have a wedding dress.

"Who has a new wedding dress in the village? Let's buy a piece of it." Gu Xiang raised his eyebrows, "I have already owed twenty taels, so it seems that it's okay to owe twenty taels?"

Xiao Lingyun shook her head gently: "No need. It's already... very good."

Wedding clothes are very expensive. Which family in the village is not sewn out from girls who are about to get married with countless expectations for the future?

Maybe they will sell it for the sake of money, but she won't buy this intention.

"The last time I got married, my mother made the wedding dress for me. It was sewn out one by one. It took me several years to do it, but unfortunately I didn't wear it."

The warehouse caught a thief but didn't steal anything. She let her burn away the thief and burned many cages.

The wedding dress was also burned, leaving only half of the pieces left, and the edges were broken.

Maybe it’s really fate? Xiao Lingyun smiled bitterly.

Gu Xiang sighed, and was about to say something. When he looked up, he saw Xueying lit the oil lamp, sitting on a chair, holding a torn wedding dress in his hand, and his needle-wiping was as fast as he could.

In just a while, the whole wedding dress was sewn almost the same.

At this time, the news from Dahe Village had been passed back, and no irreversible tragedy happened. Qiu Li and Cherry, along with the remaining soldiers and soldiers, rushed the car outside Dahe Village.

Although Gu Xiang did not have green clothes, Xueying picked a red dress. The terrible color scheme of red and green made her look like it.

Soon, this wedding dress became even if it was taken to the best embroidery shop in the county town, it would not be a bit scary.

Xiao Lingyun was simply shocked: "...Little lady, who are you?"
Chapter completed!