You must punish her well and teach her what it means to be a wife!
Thinking like this, I was even more eager to catch Bai Kaixin immediately and hold him accountable.
"Could it be that Brother Youyang wants to go back like this?" Xiao Qinghan pointed at the clothes on his body and the hairpin on his head.
Ren Youyang lowered his head and looked down, and three black lines suddenly fell from his forehead.
If you go back dressed like this, you will definitely impress a lot of people.[
Seeing his hesitation, Xiao Qinghan clapped his hands.
Behind him, Qingqing had already walked out with a pile of clothes and a pair of shoes.
"Are you ready?" Ren Youyang frowned, a little surprised at Xiao Qinghan's speed in doing things.
"Brother, these are my clothes. Brother Youyang, just make do with it, right?" Xiao Qinghan smiled lightly.
He looked up at the sky again and said, "It should be not far from Wei Shi now. I wonder what brother Youyang wants to do first, is to go to the palace first?"
"Princess Youlan's wedding seems to be about to begin?"
Upon hearing Xiao Qinghan's words, Ren Youyang thought of today's top priority.
The marriage of my most precious sister was almost delayed like this!
Bai Kaixin, you are so good! He said bitterly, feeling more and more that his woman was too troublesome.
At the moment, I had to temporarily put away the idea of catching Bai Kaixin and launching an army to hold him accountable.
Getting to the palace to attend the wedding is a top priority. As for the woman, we can only send more people to look for her first.
In Gong Beiyu's carriage, I changed my clothes and shoes, and washed off the makeup on my face with water.
When I stepped out of the carriage again, I felt completely new and my body felt a lot more relaxed.
Xiao Qinghan still looked at him with playful eyes, and suddenly stretched out his finger and praised: "Brother Youyang is so beautiful when he wears women's clothes, and he is even more heroic when he wears men's clothes."
Hearing the sarcasm in his tone, Ren Youyang's face turned cold and he was about to leave.
"Okay, okay," Xiao Qinghan sighed, shook his head and said, "I also want to go to the palace to attend Youlan's wedding, why don't you wait for me?"
Ren Youyang snorted coldly, but he remembered that he had neither money nor a carriage at the moment.