The magic doctor explodes the cute concubine

Chapter 972 Direct Marriage Proposal 12
Whether white is auspicious or unlucky is no longer considered by Emperor Huangfu. Whoever stipulates that white lanterns cannot be hung in marriage, and red is only decided by secular people without authorization.

Emperor Huangfu stroked his chin and said, "White is pretty nice. Otherwise, we should make half of the white and half of the purple lanterns. I want the kind of lavender, the thin purple that the light can shine through."

"Good, good, good."

Fan Wujiu was astonished.

On the surface, you still have to obey the orders, in short, it’s not just white! !
Since the master had an opinion on the color of the lantern, Fan Wujiu didn't want the master to continue to have opinions on the wedding dress and other things afterwards, so he asked tentatively, "The wedding dress has already been made, why don't you take a look?"

"it is good."

I feel better, and I also care about the trivial things that I never pay attention to.

"Then this subordinate will ask the tailor to bring it here."

After waiting for a while, the regular tailor of the Ghost King's Mansion sent someone to carry the wooden model. The red men's wedding dress was hung on the wooden model, very handsome and unrestrained.

Although there have been rumors recently that Prince Jing wanted to cancel the engagement with Mu Si, Emperor Huangfu did not announce it personally, nor did the emperor revoke the imperial decree, so the tailor did not dare to neglect this job.

Without the woman's wedding dress, the tailor of the palace was afraid that Emperor Huangfu would blame him, so he hurriedly said, "Because Miss Mu Si said that we don't need to worry about the woman's wedding dress, so the slaves are not prepared."

"It's red again?" Emperor Huangfu held his chin with a very disapproving expression.

There was a hint of displeasure in those dark red pupils.

The tailor thought to himself, what should I wear if I don't wear red when I get married?
His legs trembled in fright from the prince's displeased expression.

Fan Wujiu twitched the corners of his mouth and explained to the tailor: "Master, everyone who gets married wears red, which looks festive."

"Why do you want to be so festive? I don't like red!" Emperor Huangfu retorted in an unusually unhappy manner.

Eh--

Doesn't marriage need to be a little more festive?

Will this be too capricious?

He also said what to do to be so festive! !

Fan Wujiu really questioned his master's thoughts, and asked in embarrassment, "Then why not replace it with white?"

Emperor Huangfu was even more displeased, "Why do you want white, it's not for funerals."

Fan Wujiu broke out in a cold sweat.

The master's heart, the sea needle.

Obviously just now the lantern roll call asked for white, but I thought that according to the standard of the "ghost" palace, his clothes should also be white.

In the end, I was complained about, and it wasn't a funeral! !

"Change to black, pure black." As the host, Huangfu Didu didn't feel that he was self-willed at all, and even offered advice without authorization, "Remember, it must be matte and dark black. I am not allowed to get any embroidery on it. , it's disgusting."

"..."

The master tailor was full of question marks. Wouldn't it be too monotonous if the wedding dress wasn't embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water or dragon and phoenix totems?

"Okay, okay, I'm going to go down and change it now, slave."

The tailor thought about it, there were only six days left in the wedding, so he had to hurry up, so he couldn't wait to run away with the servant.

Fan Wujiu thought, the matter should be settled now.

Just as he was about to leave, Emperor Huangfu suddenly stopped him, "And that one, the wedding room will be the one she used to live in."

Fan Wujiu asked cautiously, "Master, should the wedding room be white or black?"

"...Why does the wedding room need white and black? It's so lifeless."

Fan Wujiu: "..."

Continue to sweat.

It's not that you want white lanterns and black clothes, isn't that lifeless?

Emperor Huangfu thought for a while, then narrowed his eyes: "Just make it an ordinary red. Red is only limited to the wedding room!!"

Fan Wujiu: "..."

The outside is white and black, but the inside is going to be red...Master, you are Mensao!

　2200 recommendation tickets!

　　


(End of this chapter)