Chapter 137: Well-intentioned

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Why is that tyrant so nasty?
So annoying!
Liu Rushuang was full of her face and went to the apse.
Stretch your arms and let the maid dress her.
(￣︿￣)Unhappy!
The first suit is a tight red dress with a gold round neck and a red robe embroidered with golden patterns. The clothes are bright and dazzling.
Liu Rushuang thought it was not bad, but it felt a little too thick!
After Han Moze saw it, his face was expressionless: "It's not good-looking, change it!"
Liu Rushuang frowned.
Continue to change.
The second suit, a yellow chest, a large and wide red robe, mopped the floor two feet.
Liu Rushuang feels walking is inconvenient!
Han Moze was expressionless: "It doesn't look good, I changed it."
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After changing eight clothes, Han Moze refused, Liu Rushuang was completely angry.
"Do you have any insight? Don't judge me if you don't have insight!"
She thinks she can wear it!
The palace ladies in the hall trembled with fright, and the empress was too bold.
How dare to speak to the emperor like this?
I hope that the emperor won't hurt them when he gets angry.
Pray pray...
But Han Moze didn't get angry, he just stared at Liu Rushuang and smiled maliciously: "Keep on changing! Otherwise..."
Liu Rushuang frowned and grinned his teeth, and returned to the apse angrily to continue and changing clothes.
The face is ugly to the extreme!
Not afraid of opponents like gods!
I'm afraid of beast-like stray goods!
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Han Moze tapped his fingers on the table leisurely: "Humhhhhh..."
Liu Rushuang wanted to go up and slap a few slaps on Han Moze's face, but resisted.
Change...change...change...
It wasn't until the penultimate item that Han Moze nodded, commenting that it was not bad.
Liu Rushuang clenched his hands, there was no one more picky than this tyrant.
She now finally understands why this tyrant can do everything so well.
Because it is really demanding!
Isn't this kind of people tired?
Han Moze waved his hand to let Liu Rushuang change the last one.
Liu Rushuang snorted and immediately changed the last one.
Han Moze's eyes lit up and smiled: "You will wear this one tomorrow!"
Liu Rushuang gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You did it on purpose, right? Put the best look at the end!"
She also thinks this self-cultivation dress with a stand-up collar is very nice, very self-cultivating and very elegant.
Han Mozexie curled his lips with a smile, noncommittal.
Then turned and walked to the door: "Well then, I will pick you up on time tomorrow morning."
After Han Moze left, a court lady stepped forward and smiled: "Queens, this wedding dress is designed by the emperor for you."
Liu Rushuang's eyes widened in an instant, that tyrant would even design a suit?
He looked at the tight-fitting hi-robes with a stand-up collar on him.
It's strange to be moved!
The tyrant must be afraid of embarrassing him by her ugly dress.
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The maids put away their clothes after putting them away.
Liu Rushuang lay on the dwarf to sleep.
She is exhausted, all to blame for that tyrant!
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I woke up to the wedding day.
The scenery around Kyoto is endless.
Red silks were hung everywhere inside and outside the palace, red carpets and happy characters were pasted.
Happy!
Lively!
The grand wedding is about to begin!
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People who wanted to see the emperor and the queen married came from all directions.
Kyoto is crowded with people.
"Miss, it's time to freshen up and dress up." Qinger called out from outside the hall.
Liu Rushuang put down his paintbrush and said helplessly, "Qing'er, come in."
Qing'er brought several court ladies with several red plates with luxurious jewelry and clothes on them.
Liu Rushuang glanced, letting the maid fiddle with it.
Liu Rushuang wears a red bra wrapped inside, a big red robe with yellow edges on the outside, a yellow belt with red edges around his waist, a slim waist that doesn’t fit in a grip, and a long dress with two or three feet spread behind him, with a tall collar. Standing behind his head, the clothes are embroidered with very delicate and beautiful patterns everywhere, and they feel noble at first glance.
Liu Rushuang put her arms away, and her wide red sleeves made a beautiful arc, and her posture was graceful and wonderful.
Liu Rushuang was full of face throughout the process.
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She doesn't want to marry that tyrant!
Heart abuse!