"No, this scar makes me look fierce." Yu Wenhao refused to compromise. For the first time he appeared on camera, he wanted to be perfect. "I don't want my father-in-law to think that I am vicious and suspect that I beat my wife."
"Okay, you take your time to tidy up." Yuan Qing laughed.
Watching him in front of the bronze mirror, sometimes changing hairpins, sometimes changing crowns, sometimes standing up to see if the clothes match, I am always not satisfied.
"Let me tell you, I should make more sets of clothes." Yu Wenhao complained.
"Okay, I'll ask the tailor to come over and make it for you later." Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
"These clothes are from last year. I think they are a bit shabby. How about I wear court clothes? By the way, what about the jersey? It's more impressive." Yu Wenhao turned around and asked.
"Anything is fine, as long as you like it." Yuan Qing was half-lying on the Arhat bed, quietly waiting for him to dress up. She had been married to him for several years, and she had never seen him pay so much attention to appearance. He valued it.
It's good. It shows that you attach great importance to the first impression you make on your parents.
Yu Wenhao really worked hard. He changed his court uniform and his war robe. He felt that his eyebrows were too thick and dark and still looked fierce, so he shaved off part of them. It turned out that they were too soft and flattering, so he painted them again.
Yuan Qingling had already taken a nap, so he packed up and told Yuan Qingling that it was okay.
Yuan Qingling opened her sleepy eyes and looked at his caterpillar-like eyebrows, "Your eyebrows..."
He became a little nervous when he heard it, "It doesn't look good, does it? I'll do it again."
"No!" Yuan Qingling stood up and reached out to touch it. Her fingers were stained with snails. Oh my God, how did you paint? The color faded so badly? Did it get wet?
But there was a look of surprise in his eyes, "It's very beautiful. How did you draw it? It's so beautiful."
"Really?" Yu Wenhao felt relieved at this moment, "I didn't think my eyebrows were too thick at first, but when I looked carefully and stared at them, I felt very weird. Now I've done it and it's much better."
Yuan Qingling held back her laughter and said: "Actually, everything cannot stand a closer look. Looking at the whole thing, your eyebrows used to match your facial features very well, but... they are better now."
Sitting upright and coughing, Lao Wu officially started.
The muscles on his face were very stiff, but he still managed to squeeze out a smile, "My father-in-law, my mother-in-law, my brother-in-law, my name is Yu Wenhao, and I am the prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty... uh"
He slumped his shoulders slumped, "Yuan, we'll do it later, I'll adjust it."
"It's okay, you said it very well!" Yuan Qingling continued to hold up the phone, "Keep talking."
"Then...then what should I say?" Yu Wenhao had drafted it in his mind, but he felt that it was awkward to say it out loud.
"Whatever, you can say whatever you want to them." Yuan Qingling said.
"Please stop for a moment." Yu Wenhao stood up, took a deep breath, and then sat down and continued to put his hands on the armrests of the chair, "Okay, that's all."
"My father-in-law, my mother-in-law, my brother-in-law, I am Yuan Qingling, the husband-in-law of Yu Wenhao. I will treat her well all my life. Please don't worry."
"That's so good!" Yuan Qingling smiled and put her phone on the table, "The recording is over."
Yu Wenhao wiped his sweat and said, "Did you finish recording? Oh my God, I'm so nervous. I've never been so nervous on the battlefield."
Yuan Qingling walked over and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Why are you nervous? Isn't it just to say a word to them?"
"I may not be nervous face to face, but I can't see them or see their expressions. In other words, do you think they will like me and be satisfied with me?" Yu Wenhao asked.