207. Chapter 207 The water thrown by the married daughter
Jiao Xiaoliu raised his head and saw Feng Qianchen who had arrived at the door. He was wearing a red wedding dress and Jiao Xiaoliu was stunned. Shaoyao was stunned at first, and then quickly picked up the dragon and phoenix hijab beside him and quickly
It turned out that after Yushu and the others got out of the way, our Seventh Prince rushed in at the speed of light. The people standing next to Mu Yunhua didn't even have time to come in and report, so there was a commotion.
Our Miss Jiao was looking at Feng Qianchen in fascination when she suddenly felt her eyes darkening. Her hands involuntarily tried to move away the things blocking her sight. Just as she was about to raise her hands, she was held down by someone, "Why are you so unruly?"
It was Meng Shuyun's voice, "I'm still saying goodbye to my baby Xiaoliu, why did you barge in? How can I trust you to leave Xiaoliu in this way?"
Under the hijab, the corners of Jiao Xiaoliu's mouth twitched, "Hey! Aunt Yun, you didn't say goodbye. I've been suppressed by this thing above my head and can't lift my head."
She pressed Jiao Xiaoliu's hand harder, reminding Jiao Xiaoliu not to talk nonsense. Jiao Xiaoliu could only shake her heavy head to show that she understood. The reason why she shook her head instead of nodding was entirely because she was afraid of nodding her head.
I really can't lift my head up.
Feng Qianchen looked at a loss. He didn't know what the rules were, and he was afraid that these women would really not let Jiao Xiaoliu get married. He was in a dilemma.
Mu Yunhua walked directly through Feng Qianchen and spread her hands to Meng Shuyun helplessly, "I didn't expect the Seventh Prince to run so fast. Before I had time to inform you, the girls at the door have already been defeated."
After Mu Yunhua finished speaking, Meng Shuyun let go of Jiao Xiaoliu's hand and swaggered to the high seat in the hall. Shaoyao and Mu Yunhua looked at each other and hurriedly came over to help Jiao Xiaoliu up, "Girl Jiao, you are going to give me a hand."
Aunt Yun kowtows."
Jiao Xiaoliu's heart trembled violently. This was about to officially begin. There was a red color in front of him, and he couldn't see the road. He could only follow Shaoyao and Mu Yunhua to walk there, turn around, kneel down, and kowtow.
Meng Shuyun stood up and personally helped Jiao Xiaoliu up. She took her right hand and walked slowly to Feng Qianchen. "I will now hand over my most beloved daughter to you..." Meng Shuyun's voice was choked with sobs. This was not an act.
, for more than ten years, she has always treated the helpless girl she brought back as her own daughter.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the female killers of "Shuiyun Palace" are actually no different from the daughters of ordinary people. They can play chess, calligraphy and painting, dance with knives and guns, and can also make firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. All this is because of Meng Shuyun
He did not regard them as a killing tool, but as his own daughters.
Despite differences in personalities and frictions, they always live together as a big family.
Just this sentence, Shaoyao and Mu Yunhua's eyes were already covered with a layer of mist. How could they not understand this sentence when their married daughter splashed water.
Jiao Xiaoliu could feel their reluctance. When her nose became sore, tears fell down, "What are you doing? It's not like we won't see each other anymore."
"That's right, that's right... today is Xiaoliu's happy day." Mu Yunhua is always the most considerate one. She quickly wiped away the tears that had flowed out and showed a bright smile.
