Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 935
Auntie.

Aunt Fugui saw Cangyu walking in holding Yun Zhuohua's hand, and immediately came up to her and asked, "Is this the girl you are talking about?"

Cang Yu nodded and said with a smile, "Exactly."

Auntie Fugui immediately beamed, covering her lips with a brocade handkerchief and laughing.

"This is really a talented man and a girl. The son is very lucky, and the girl is also very lucky."

Yun Zhuohua blinked his eyebrows, and looked at Cang Yu for no reason, "What do you mean?"

Cangyu smiled lightly, and he didn't care that there was an old lady beside him, so he leaned into Yun Zhuohua's ear and whispered.

"Miss is so smart, why don't you understand?"

"What should I understand?"

Yun Zhuohua was really bewildered by Cangyu today, could it be that he hasn't woken up from his afternoon nap?

Cangyu looked at Yun Zhuohua very aggrieved, he separated his five fingers and interlocked with Yun Zhuohua's.

The damp heat in Cangyu's palm spread to Yun Zhuohua's palm.

"The lady once promised that she would wait for the lady's marriage proposal in Changle City for her husband."

"But now, the lady seems to have never had such a thing. Could it be that the lady was playing for her husband at that time?"

Yunzhuohua was reminded by Cangyu that he remembered the oath he had made to leave Changle City.

Now she can't do without Nan Wu, and the relationship between the two countries is not the time to bring up this matter.

And she was tired of everything, and indeed she forgot about it, but there was no excuse.

"How could I make fun of this kind of thing." Yun Zhuohua defended himself in a low voice.

Cangyu laughed immediately, "Since the lady didn't finish laughing, as a husband, I don't mind who proposes marriage first."

"Anyway, the matchmaker has been invited here for my husband today, so it's considered a matchmaker for us."

"I showed my wife all the dowry gifts for my husband on the way here today, and I don't know if my wife is satisfied."

Matchmaker, dowry...

"You mean the shops?"

"Well, those will belong to the lady from now on, and the money earned, no matter where the lady uses it, the husband will not bother."

"Will I care about those shops?" Yun Zhuohua snorted.

She is the empress of Southern Wu, this Southern Wu is so rich, how could Yun Zhuohua put these shops in his eyes.

"My lady has a big appetite." Cang Yu clapped her hands helplessly.

At this time, a person came down slowly from the second floor of the painting boat, first with black boots, then with long robes.

Yun Zhuohua felt that this person's kung fu was good, and he didn't make any noise when he walked.

Then, when this person showed his face, Yun Zhuohua realized that this person was not only good at martial arts, but his appearance also frightened Yun Zhuohua.

"Uncle Rong?" Yun Zhuohua looked at him dumbfounded.

Then, the head that was shaken by the carriage in the afternoon became so clear in an instant.

Especially when Rong Wanjin said to Cang Yu, "Master".

Yun Zhuohua knew that his guess was correct.

"You are actually the head of the Liuhuomen."

Yun Zhuohua didn't know whether he should be happy or sigh.

The person who fought with her before was actually her pillow.

If she knew this earlier, why bother her.

Cangyu was no longer surprised that Yun Zhuohua guessed her identity.

When Cangyu arrived in Fengdu, Rong Wanjin had already told Cangyu the whole story.

Cangyu only needs to think about it carefully, and then he can understand the ins and outs of it.

(End of this chapter)