Ye Qingying sat there and ignored him.
"Would you like to wash up and change into something comfortable?"
Qian Lingye saw her headdress, which weighed at least several kilograms, and the clothes on her body were also wrapped in layers on the left.
It looks very complicated and very tiring.
"good!"
Ye Qingying glanced at the ground, turned around, asked Dai Lu to prepare clothes, and went to the side room.
By the time I came out of the shower after washing myself, the outside looked completely new, and even the bed had new sheets and the like.
"I'll go take a shower too!"
When Qian Lingye saw her coming out, he asked his maid to go in with her things.
After seeing the maid follow him in, her dark green eyes kept staring at the penthouse.
After a moment, the maid came out following him.
Seeing her coming out, a smile appeared on Dailu's face. She quickly took out the handkerchief and wrung Ye Qingying's hair.
Ye Qingqing was doing his hair here, and there were already people on the other side, coming in in an endless stream, all holding trays in their hands.
In no time, the table was already filled with wine and food.
The fragrance had completely dissipated, and Ye Qingqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He was indeed hungry.
Thinking about it, she closed her eyes again. After closing her eyes, Dailu was still doing her hair. When her hair was about to dry, Qian Lingye walked out of it covered in moisture.
Qian Lingye sat there, and a maid quickly gave him a towel. Qian Lingye lowered his head, and soon his hair was half dry.
He used the comb to smooth his hair again and threw it aside.
"Qingming, come over and eat!"
Qian Lingye walked to the table and sat down.
"Um!"
Ye Qingying responded, reached out to brush away Dailu's hand, and walked towards him.
Ye Qingying sat on the other side of him. As soon as he sat down, Qian Lingye raised a glass of wine and brought it to Ye Qingying.
Ye Qingying reached out and took the glass of wine he handed over, and Qian Lingye also raised a glass of wine.
The two people's wine glasses collided with each other in the air. Ye Qingyao pursed his lips and drank.
"You all go down!"
Qian Lingye stretched out his hand to stop the maids who were preparing the dishes. Upon hearing Qian Lingye's instructions, all the maids got down one after another.
The door was also closed.
"Do you have something to say to me?"
Ye Qingying took a bite of the food, glanced at Qian Lingye, and then stopped talking.
"My lady is really smart!"
Qian Lingye smiled slightly and gently put down the chopsticks in his hand.
"Someone wants to kill me, and you just happened to marry me again. You know that if your reputation as a talisman doctor spreads, you yourself will naturally become a thorn in the eyes of others."
After Qian Lingye said these words, although there was some guilt in his tone, there was no trace of that look on his face.
On the contrary, the scenery is very beautiful!
"If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog. It's just that you have to tell me the truth about these things!"
Ye Qingyao's expression was still very relaxed.
She had expected all this when she decided to get married.
There will always be someone who frames the dandy, and it is still the kind of poison that can kill people. What a deep hatred there is.
(End of chapter)