Hong Qingyi laughed and said, "As you can imagine, my sister-in-law looks even worse in her wedding dress!"
Song Xinyao asked back, "He called Bei Mo directly, so why can he call you Nan Yao directly?"
Yan Funing put on her pajamas and returned to her bedroom.
Fu Nan was surprised: "How can that be possible?"
"Can only be opened on the wedding night?"
"Ali, let's go change clothes too." I said, and then I walked away. "Yuan Lian, let him decorate the new house."
The air is filled with vapor and fragrance.
Yan Funing covered herself with the quilt: "What's in the brocade box?"
"Bad boy rules."
Press it down with your usual coin purse.
"There's no such rule yet?" Yan Funing wondered, "Is there no such rule for Ling County weddings this time?"
Meng Liyao let me support her and stepped over the threshold.
Yan Funing stood up and called out, "Mother, Aunt."
"He can just call you Nan Yao."
"No, it's nothing. My eldest sister tripped and fainted this time. You guessed it has nothing to do with eating."
"This is the treasure at the bottom of the box. You should put it at the bottom of the box and keep it there until your wedding night."
His sister Pang Gaozhuo went to Yan's house.
Madam Quanfu smiled softly and said, "Seventh sister, don't move. It's okay if your makeup is ruined."
The fourth day of October is slightly auspicious and suitable for getting married.
Caiyu responded, walked out slowly, and told the maids to bring the food to the bedroom.
Yan Funing was putting on makeup, so she could move her head. She just said in a strong voice, "Thank you!"
"Yes, sister, you can eat again before you dress up and go to your husband's house."
Before you even stepped into the courtyard, you yelled at the top of your voice: "Brother, slow down, the new house needs to be decorated early."
"After he said that, it really is true."
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