After being wronged and rehabilitated

Man Qiuza personally drew more than a dozen sets of patterns that were completely different and sent them to the embroidery building of Endless Road. It took the embroiderer day and night for seven days to finally finish the Heji Xifu.

Looking at the pile of bright red clothes that perfectly matched Xiang Chongjing, Man Qiuza put it in the mustard seeds with satisfaction, and went from Linglong Pagoda to Yuxuzong.

This is the first time he has come to Yuxu Sect, and when he sees the layout of the entire sect, he feels familiar in a trance.

Only Xiang Chongjing and Gu Congxu lived in Yuxu Zong, Qu Weixian came to visit, and there was not even a servant for several days after moving in.

Man Qiuzhen can only look for someone in the huge Yuxuzong.

After a quarter of an hour, Man Qiu narrowly heard a strange sound coming from the Yuxu Zongshu Pavilion.

"You...don't you want to obey the script?"

"I'm listening, you continue to read."

"Gu, Gu Congxu—oh, there's someone! Someone's here..."

Man Qiuza: "..."

Man Qiuza became a Buddha immediately, and walked away from the library with a blank expression, saying that no one is coming, you continue.

There is a gazebo at F not far from Zangshuge, and Man Qiuza is not in a hurry, lying on the cool stone table and looking at the medicine garden planted by someone next to F, fascinated.

The herbs in the medicine garden were not carefully taken care of at all. Seeing that the water-damaged weed was next to the fire spirit orchid, Man Qiuza finally couldn't bear it, and frowned and started to take care of the medicine garden again.

It is extremely difficult to clean the medicine garden, and it is necessary to remove the herbs with conflicting attributes. Man Qiuzao has been busy for more than half an hour before he can handle it.

Just as he was cleaning his hands and looking at the medicine garden with satisfaction, the door of Zangshuge was finally opened with a creaking F sound.

Man Qiu narrowed his head and saw Xiang Zhongjing's pale face, pushing the door out expressionlessly, holding the F book in his hand.

Seeing that Xiang Chongjing was able to come out of his own initiative after being tossed for half an hour, Man Qiuza was startled and looked back.

Gu Congxu was leaning on the door frame with his arms folded, and Long Tong looked at him indifferently, with desire and dissatisfaction written all over his face.

Only then did Man Qiuza understand, oh, it turned out that he was really reading from the storybook.

Seeing Man Qiuza, Xiang Chongjing went down the stairs and said, "You're here."

He spoke very softly, and his voice was obviously hoarse. After only three words, he tilted his head and coughed, unnaturally avoiding Man Qiuzao's gaze.

Man Qiusao was considerate and didn't mention anything that would embarrass Xiang Chongjing, and said, "I've prepared a wedding dress for you, do you want to try it?"

Xiang Chongjing asked: "Are you ready to follow Xu?"

Man Qiu looked at him without blinking: "No."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Seeing Xiang Chongjing's face full of helplessness, Man Qiuza was surprised and said: "Master Zhenlong, a plain red dress is enough, right?"

Xiang Chongjing couldn't laugh or cry, and looked back at Gu Congxu.

Gu Congxu quickly smiled at him, expressing that I don't care about anything.

The aesthetics of real dragons and humans are not the same, and Xiang Chongjing didn't expect him to have any constructive opinions, so he went to try Xifu with Man Qiuza.

Xiang Chongjing was afraid of trouble, so he handed over all the matters related to the union of citizenship to Man Qiuza and Song Youqiu.

People in the whole Three Realms are most afraid of provoking Man Qiuza, who is both good and evil, and Song Youqiu, a little lunatic who only wants to sell coffins.

These two people have two swords, and it is impossible to say which one is more hateful.

Although there are many monks who cooperate with the funeral hall in Kyushu, they still feel that it is still unlucky to deal with the dead in coffins.

It is even more unheard of for Xiang Chongjing to hand over important matters such as the union of citizenship to the coffin seller.

After arriving in the inner room, Man Qiuza happily took out a dozen sets of wedding clothes from the mustard seeds.

Xiang Chongjing looked at the wedding clothes piled up on the bed, his face was full of bewilderment: "How many times do you think I have to register, and why do I do so many?"

"It doesn't matter whether you can wear it or not." Man Qiuzao said solemnly, "You try it F times first."

The corners of Xiang Chongjing's lips twitched, and he said, "Put down the pen in your hand first."

Man Qiuza, holding a pen and paper and ready to draw at any time: "..."

Man Qiuzhen reluctantly put down the pen, got up and came over to help Xiang Chongjing try on the clothes.

Xiang Chongjing tossed Xiang Chongjing for more than half an hour before finally trying on those dozens of sets of wedding clothes. Man Qiuza gave suggestions, and finally let Xiang Chongjing choose which one.

Where can Xiang Chongjing choose, frowning for a long while in pain, but Man Qiuza couldn't see it, and helped him choose two more satisfactory ones to keep.

Xiang Chongjing heaved a sigh of relief.

Man Qiuza put the other clothes in the mustard seeds, and hurried out with a pen in his mouth, as if planning to paint.

Xiang Chongjing was undoing the heavy and cumbersome girdle of the Xifu at the back, seeing this, he hurriedly said: "Your residence is in the southern suburbs, near Linglong Market."

Man Qiuza waved his hand casually: "Understood."

After all, he left in a hurry.

Xiang Chongjing had already gotten used to it, and sighed to untie his girdle by himself.

When Gu Congxu came in slowly from the outside, he happened to see Xiang Chong mirroring his body in a wedding dress embroidered with lamp patterns and golden patterns, sitting on the couch and frowning to untie the skirts that were tied together.

——I don't know what kind of buttons are used for this wedding dress, Xiang Chongjing fiddled with it for a long time, but tied the belt even tighter.

Xiang Chongjing is very suitable for red clothes. This kind of fiery red is not only not gaudy, but it sets him off like a phoenix born from the ashes, attractive and bright.

Gu Congxu was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he stepped forward with a sinking face, looked condescendingly at Xiang Chongjing, and said, "Shall I help you?"

Since the dating period ended, Gu Congxu obviously didn't feel "okay" anytime and anywhere like he did in Chunri. What's more, the two of them had a fling in Cangshu Pavilion just now, and Xiang Chongjing didn't think much about it, so he lightly With a soft "hmm" F sound, Wen Wen raised her head and let Gu Congxu's slender fingers land on the belt of his skirt.

Because of the movement of lowering his hands to untie his clothes, Gu Congxu's forearm seemed to rub against Xiang Chongjing's obviously red lips.

Xiang Chongjing withdrew back unnaturally, as if he didn't want his lips to touch Gu Congxu.

He leaned back slightly, intending to avoid it, but somehow this action suddenly stimulated the evil dragon. Gu Congxu shrank his pupils, and directly tore off the gold thread embroidered dragon pattern with his fingers.

There was a "tear" F sound, and the belt broke directly. Gu Congxu couldn't bear it any longer and gently pushed Xiang Chongjing on the shoulder.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Gu Congxu kicked off his shoes and turned over on the couch.

Xiang Chongjing's exclamation suddenly came.

"Third watch! Presumptuous—"

"Gu Congxu, Gu Congxu, I'm ashamed! If you tear up this wedding dress, how can I go to Man Qiuzao to get a new one?!"

"Courtship period, hell! Now it's going to be winter..."

F night is ridiculous.

On the third day, Xiang Chongjing went to Man Qiuza with a livid face to ask for a new wedding dress.

Gu Congxu seemed to like him wearing bright red wedding clothes very much, tearing up the clothes, he was more excited than usual, and didn't even leave him a piece of intact cloth.

Man Qiuzhan seemed to have seen through something, so he gave a F sound and was amazed, F handed him F pieces of wedding clothes and said: "Fortunately, I made a few more, here."

Xiang Chongjing took it over, thanked him in a muffled voice, staggered unnaturally, turned around and left.

Man Qiuzhao shouted from behind: "Why don't you take all these clothes away, if Master Zhenlong tears them up again, I think you might have no face to come here and ask for it again."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Phase mirrors run faster.

Man Qiuza didn't say much, and continued to paint leisurely.

Before half a quarter of an hour, Xiang Chongjing went back and forth, with a pale face, and said: "Give me all the other wedding clothes."

Let's just be on the safe side, lest he die of embarrassment and indignation because of the joy and obedience before the registration is completed.