The Lovely Wife's Magical Calculation

Chapter 424 Killing (3)
"Go back tomorrow." There are still ten days before Long Zhi and Mai Tang's wedding day, and by this time all the guests who came to congratulate must have arrived.

"Okay." Tomorrow is tomorrow, and they don't live in the post house. If it wasn't on purpose, they should not be able to touch Yingyan.

The next day, Ye Lu and Shen Tuyi returned to the Prince's Mansion and went back in a low-key manner without alarming anyone.

The wedding day is approaching, and all the decorations of the Prince's Mansion have been completed, as if it has changed its appearance.

The floor tiles in the mansion are as bright as a mirror, and the fine red silk is hung everywhere, beaming with joy.

"Wow, this makes me feel real. I'm really going to get married." Ye Lu couldn't help but feel deeply about such joy. Weddings in this era are also very beautiful.

"Do you like it?" Shen Tuyi said calmly, with no expression on his face.

"Well, I like it." Nodding, Ye Lu glanced at him, eyebrows and eyes curved.

Shen Tuyi didn't say anything else, but there was a slight smile in his eyes, which softened the evil spirit on him.

Walking to the front hall, there are several people waiting at the door of the front hall, one of them is very familiar, it is Yang Ye.

The place where he is, is full of peach blossoms, and the leaf deer can almost see the peach blossoms floating in the air. All the females who pass by here can't help but be attracted by him and take a look.

Seeing his ostentation, Ye Lu couldn't help rolling his eyelids, "Master Shentu, I saw the Peach Blossom Essence, did you see it?"

"Miss Ye, are you scolding me again?" Before Shen Tuyi could speak, Yang Ye took over, his ears were quite long.

"Hey, that's wrong. I'm not scolding, but a compliment. Looking at all the people here, none of them are as attractive as City Lord Yang." Ye Lu shook his head again and again, expressing that he was really a compliment.

"I like to hear that. From now on, Miss Ye, just praise me for being attractive, and stop talking about peach blossom essence." This peach blossom essence is a curse.

Ye Lu chuckled, approached Yang Ye, turned his eyes around his face, and then said: "It seems that City Lord Yang's illness is cured."

"I would also like to thank Ms. Ye. If Ms. Ye hadn't discovered it early, I'm afraid I would be in trouble now." Yang Ye is grateful to Ye Lu, after all, it's not easy to talk about that kind of disease, and it's quite troublesome to cure.

"City Master Yang, you are welcome. If you get sick again in the future, I will definitely remind you." Ye Lu glanced at his lower body. In fact, if he can control himself, he won't get sick.But with his physique, he would not be restrained.

"Hey, Miss Ye, stop cursing me, just get sick once." Yang Ye shook his head immediately, he didn't want to get sick again.

Ye Lu smiled and said nothing, who knows if he will get sick again.

"City Master Shentu, I heard that you two have been retreating during the New Year? I can understand City Master Shentu's retreat, after all, he has concentration. This girl Ye..." Yang Ye walked down and looked at Ye Lu, looking very Seems to be alive.

"What about me? Let me tell you, I am the one who retreated, and City Lord Shentu doesn't have that concentration." Ye Lu was not happy, why couldn't she retreat.

"It turns out that Miss Ye is the one who retreated. I admire you." Yang Ye deliberately used Ye Lu's tone just now, and Ye Lu rolled his eyes in anger.

"Okay, let's talk after we go in." It was really noisy to hear the two of them talking to each other.

Ye Lu raised his jaw, hummed at Yang Ye, and then walked into the front hall together.

Entering the hall, everyone was seated, Yang Ye was next to Shen Tuyi, and the two talked about recent events in the city in a low voice.

"Great Jin, Xizhao, the small tribes in the north, and Chili, a small country in the sea to the east, all sent people to congratulate His Highness's wedding. Among them, the prince of Dajin came in person, and he gave enough face." Yang Ye's words were right anyway, listening That's not a compliment.

(End of this chapter)