"Ah ah ah, um, ma'am..." Ziyu became restless. In a panic, she was about to throw Bei Minyou to the ground in order to return the fish intestine sword. She was holding this thing that was hot to her hands and did not dare to put it away.
But it was easy to invite the gods but difficult to send them away. Bei Mingyou held her tightly and refused to come down, and the two of them immediately became twisted into a ball.
"My in-laws." Seeing this, Bei Mingyou's mother looked away and smiled at Qin Yun, who had been standing by and watching his nose and heart: "Is your in-laws' illness getting better?"
"Cough cough cough cough..." Qin Yun, who could kill the tiger just now, coughed violently at this moment, and fell onto the bed with a deathly bang. His whole body was cramped and he was extremely weak and said: "Okay...
…much better……"
Ziyu, who was entangled with Bei Minyou, was stunned. Who do you call your in-laws?
Bei Mingyou's mother's expression remained unchanged, she nodded and said, "That's good. Since your condition is much better, let's discuss when to get married to our Changfeng and Yu'er."
…………
Ziyu stopped fighting with Bei Mingyou and reached out to rub his ears in disbelief. Wedding? Bei Ming Changfeng and her? Did she hear it correctly?
This, this, why does this talk about her wedding to Beiming Changfeng?
Didn’t they come today to raise an army to punish someone?
Ziyu froze aside.
The cold hair on my back swished upwards.
"Ahem, cough... well, if my son doesn't have a problem with it, then I, the father, have no problem with it." Qin Yun, who was a tuberculosis ghost just now, touched his face at this moment and looked at his son weakly but seriously.
fish.
I will let you make the decision on your marriage, and you should think it through for me.
Is this, leaving the problem to her to solve on her own?
Ziyu looked at her father with a stiff face. Father and daughter were connected. She immediately understood what her father was thinking. It was called letting her choose whether to marry or not, but in reality, he was letting her solve the troubles she caused by herself.
, cruel enough.
"Well, Yu'er, when do you think it's a good time to get married?" Bei Minyou's mother heard this and turned to look at Ziyu with a smile.
After touching his face, Ziyu forced a smile to Bei Minyou's mother: "Well, thank you madam for your kindness. Ziyu is the daughter-in-law whom my father is planning to recruit as a wife. She cannot marry outside. What are you talking about between me and Mr. Ling?"
We have never met and are strangers to each other, so this is a marriage that Shu Ziyu really cannot agree to." After saying that, he looked at Bei Minyou's mother very apologetically.
Just kidding, no one dares to marry Beiming Changfeng.
If Beiming Changfeng found out that she slept with him and disguised herself as a man to deceive him, it would be a wonder that she was still alive.
I can’t marry, I definitely can’t marry.
"You don't know my brother? You..." Holding Bei Minyou's head to stop him from speaking, Ziyu looked at Bei Minyou's mother with an upright and sincere face.
Bei Mingyou's mother smiled softly when she saw this: "Yu'er really doesn't know my son Changfeng?"
"I don't know." He shook his head like a rattle.
If you refuse to admit your guilt, what will you do to me?
"We've known each other since we got married." Bei Minyou's mother smiled.
"..."
That’s fine, you’re being cruel.
Ziyu's cheeks twitched, but a fake and admiring smile appeared on his face: "Madam, what you said makes sense. If Yu'er has this opportunity, it will be a blessing for three generations of his ancestors."
Speaking of this, his admiring face changed and turned into helpless shyness: "Oh, it's a pity that Ziyu doesn't have that blessing. Ziyu has already talked about marriage with his proposed fiancé, Qin Se, and it's so big for Madam.
Ziyu has no way to receive this gift, so Ziyu is really unlucky.”