Chapter 5

take a look! This affectionate money, infatuation does not change appearance, Su Yuetong almost had to believe his evil!

But Uncle Huang has an idea about this. With a move of his finger, he pops up an internal force to beat Chu Cheng ye to spit blood. He takes Su Yuetong's hand that Chu Cheng Ye almost grasped and puts it on his knee.

"Uncle Huang! You... " Chu Cheng Ye covers his chest, his face turns white, and his expression is very painful.

Rao Shi knows that Chu Yihan's martial arts cultivation has entered the realm of enlightenment, and no one can rival him in Dongling. However, he still feels the heart and lung concussion and a tearing pain spreads in his chest.

Yi cold Chu's eyes have to spit out a cold air to this matter, "he doesn't have to retreat four words!"

If he had to say one more word, it would appear that he was not so reticent, it would be: "get out of here!"

Or the immediate one!

"Uncle Huang! You act too decisively, even in front of your father, he would not agree! I'm married to Yuetong, but you are so forced to interrupt and take Yuetong away. What's the reason? " Chu Cheng Ye doesn't have the strength to talk about manners any more. He is directly dissatisfied and shouts.

Chu Yi Han hasn't turned his wheelchair yet, and his whole body exudes a violent killing intention. "You are also worthy to reason with me?"

It seems that the man in front of him is not his nephew, Chu Chengye, the favored son of the eighth emperor, but a ragged minion on the street.

This look makes Chu Cheng Ye feel chest pain more than the one just now.

"Well, uncle Huang, it's really not good for us to leave like this! I can't let the eighth Prince go back for nothing after I've given up my marriage, can't I? " Su Yuetong winked at Chu Yihan.

Chu Yi Han's eyes narrowed slightly. "What do you want?"

Uncle Huang, don't think about it! She really just wanted to "compensate" Chu Cheng Ye.

Su Yuetong said in a clear voice, "the eighth Prince and the matchmaker in the sedan chair are very affectionate. They are all in the street. How can uncle Huang not help them? It's better to let the matchmaker marry the eighth prince. It's also a good story for them to have a round house in the street

One or two of the people on the street almost burst out laughing.

Good news???

Only Miss Su Da in the whole city can be so righteous as to confuse black and white.

Chu Yi Han looked at Su Yue Tong's cunning side face and nodded, "so good."

"Don't talk nonsense! How can a matchmaker be our imperial concubine Chu Cheng Ye's demeanor is all lost. His pretty face is blue and white, and he has to vomit some blood to add color from time to time.

Chu Yihan's whole body exudes a strong aura, condensing Chu Chengye, "I said, yes."

"Uncle Huang, don't go too far!" As soon as Chu Cheng Ye's voice is finished, Su Yue Tong takes a silver needle and kneels in front of Chu Yi Han.

Su Yuetong looked at him condescending, "eighth prince, who gave you the courage to say that uncle Huang is too much?"

"You! Bitch Chu Chengye yells.

"To you, uncle Huang, let's let the eighth Prince and the matchmaker worship here. There are both heaven and earth, and there are so many people to witness. The eighth prince will feel very proud." Su Yuetong faint smile, that pair of crystal clear eyes emitting a peerless glory.

Chu Yi Han nodded, "better."

He raises his hand, and Mu Xiu takes Xiao Yu Wei to the sedan chair to catch the matchmaker. Then he presses Chu Cheng Ye's shoulder and arranges the two people in a row. Mu Xiu acts as the master of ceremonies for a while, and is ready to start singing and let them worship the world.