The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

On the second day, Wen Liang didn't sleep all night, until Situ Yan's people brought new wedding dresses, and they waited for her to put them on one after another in the cubicle, from the underwear and trousers, to the coat and skirt, Layer by layer.

Then she straightened her curly hair and tied it thinly into a temple, and put on a phoenix crown and jewelry.

Even the makeup doesn't need to be done by Wen Liang herself, she is being manipulated like a toy, letting them smear and paint on her face, without even looking in the mirror.

In the same way, Qiao Anhao and Lu Yisheng, who were watching the ceremony, were also prepared with new clothes.

Qiao Anhao didn't have much of an opinion. With the help of Lu Yisheng, she quickly changed into the clothes that Situ Yan sent her.

This wedding is no exception, it is a Hanfu wedding, no matter the location, layout, or dress process, all follow the ceremony.

Qiao Anhao was fiddling with the clothes on her body, feeling a faint pain in her legs, she looked at Lu Yicheng's bright short hair, but the pure black Hanfu made him extremely stern, with deep eyebrows, and knife-cut side face , sharp and domineering, as if it was tailor-made for him.

"Yisheng, let's go see my sister." Qiao Anhao didn't seem worried, even though things had come to this point.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, not to the point where there is no way out.

Yicheng picked up An Hao and went to the cubicle to find Wen Liang.

At this moment, Wen Liang has already changed her clothes, everything is ready, her eyes are shining with a cold light, her long hair is pulled up to reveal a red ribbon, her slender waist, her cold and enchanting figure Her face and the red wedding dress complement each other perfectly.

The beauty is thrilling and the attack is full.

Such warmth and coolness made Qiao An laugh, she said, "Sister, today is beautiful."

"Beautiful?" Wen Liang raised his hand to look at the complicated clothes on his body, showing disdain, "It's so troublesome, you have tormented me for more than an hour." Then he pointed to the phoenix crown on his head and said, "Do you know how heavy this is? Put him on my head, if there is no way to kill him now. Otherwise, I will really put a barbell on his head and let him try how heavy it is!"

Lu Yisheng sized Wen Liang up and said, "The clothes are pretty, but you don't suit them."

"I also think it's inconvenient to fight." Wen Liang tugged at her sleeves. The dress had big sleeves and a long skirt. After wearing it, she felt as if she had been tied with a rope. Something was wrong.

"..."

Licking her lower lip, Qiao Anhao looked at the servants, gave Wen Liang a wink, and said, "Sister, Yicheng is tired of holding me like this, so it's better to come here and talk."

Wen Liang nodded, indicating that Lu Yisheng would go ahead and she would follow behind.

But as soon as she took a step, she stepped on the corner of her skirt and almost fell headfirst on Lu Yicheng's back. Lu Yicheng turned around and gave her a disgusted look, and she helped the phoenix crown on her head in embarrassment.

Hehe said, "This thing is really annoying, if I wear it again, I will be a dog!"

"You still want to wear it?" Lu Yicheng clicked his tongue.

Wen Liang "..."

Qiao Anhao couldn't help laughing, it was rare for her to see such an embarrassing Wen Liang, she reminded, "Sister, you can bring the hem of the skirt ahead of time, so that you won't step on it."

Wen Liang curled her lips, lifted the corner of her skirt and followed.