Group pet Xiaopangbao: I have four big daddies

Chapter 26 It's Not Pretty, It's Funny
"..."

Ye Qianning had no choice but to let his fourth wife fiddle with her.

After waiting for three days, Sang Yan sent someone to tell her early this morning that she was going to take her to see her father, which made the fourth wife very happy.

Xiang Minghou returned to Beijing yesterday, and today he will undoubtedly confess his blood.

It doesn't matter who her father is, what matters is how she escapes from the imperial capital, no matter who is her father, the house is not a safe place.

If the blood does not fuse, the concubine should keep her safe for the sake of saving Nanxiang, and then she will be able to leave the capital with the fourth wife.

The sky is high and the sea is wide, traveling in all directions, being a hero and raising space, thinking about it, I feel that life is infinitely better.

"Okay, alas, our fat group is just good-looking." The fourth wife finished cleaning and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

Ye Qianning was dreaming about her future life, when she heard the words of praise, she raised her head and smiled at the fourth wife, and shifted her gaze to the bronze mirror...

"Cough cough..."

Surprisingly, Ye Qianning was also choked...

In the bronze mirror, there is a bright red dress, the hair is tied into a bun, and there are two flowers on it. Let's not talk about the head, but the face looks a bit cautious.

She grew fat, so her face was naturally big. There was a little red between her eyebrows, her cheeks were red, and her small mouth was red. If you look closely, it looks like a little paper man in a coffin shop...

"Okay, really energetic." The fourth wife was still complacent.

Ye Qianning had never been so ugly in her life, and she didn't know if the fourth wife was going to surprise her father or was frightened.

Anyway, she didn't intend to recognize her father at first, so she should be ugly if she is ugly.

"Fourth wife, when you see my father, you can't call me Fat Tuan."

"If it's not called Fat Tuan, what is it called?"

"You just say my name is Ye Qianning, and I followed my mother's surname." Ye Qianning finally found a chance to change her name.

"Ye...what Ning?"

"Ye Qianning."

"Don't talk about it, it's better for Fat Tuan to talk smoothly." The fourth wife was very unaccustomed to it.

"...Fourth wife, this is Kyoto. Children all have nice names. If they are chubby, they will think that my mother is not good, so they didn't name me." Ye Qianning flickered.

The fourth wife nodded half-understood, as if she did, and she couldn't make people think that they were uneducated and couldn't even name their children.

After tidying up, the fourth wife led her to the front hall, where the prince and concubine of Changyang and Sang Yan were already waiting.

"See the prince and concubine." The fourth wife kowtowed firmly to the two people above, and pulled Ye Qianning to kneel down...

Ye Qianning is very against this kind of etiquette of kneeling when he sees everyone, but this is ancient times after all, and he can only do as the Romans do.

It's better to be a wilderness in the country, don't be restrained.

"Get up." Prince Changyang said.

The fourth wife pulled Ye Qianning up and looked at Sang Yan secretly during the period, secretly thinking in her heart, Fat Tuan Niang is a rare beauty in Nanyuan, no wonder Fat Tuan Niang misses Fat Tuan Dad, she looks so handsome .

When Ye Qianning got up, the concubine, the prince, and Sang Yan were all taken aback, and Nan Xiang who was beside him giggled.

"Fat Tuan, who fixed it for you." Nan Xiang jumped off the chair and looked at her in circles.

"It's the fourth wife, how beautiful is it?" Ye Qianning stretched out her small hand and turned around deliberately.

"It's not good-looking, it's funny." Nan Xiang couldn't be happier.

The fourth wife was laughed at and doubted her life. She looked at Ye Qianning again in a bewildered way, how funny, she was obviously pretty, and the girls in their village were like this every year and festival, festive!
(End of this chapter)