My uncle is cute

Chapter 5 Let the eighth prince marry this matchmaker
look!Su Yuetong almost believed his evil again with such an affectionate, infatuated look!

It's just that Uncle Huang had an idea about this, and Chu Chengye, who was hit by an internal force as soon as he moved his fingers, spat out blood, and took back Su Yuetong's hand that was almost grabbed by Chu Chengye, and put it on his knee.

"Uncle Emperor! You..." Chu Chengye clutched his chest, his face turned pale, and his expression was extremely painful.

Even though he knew that Chu Yihan's martial arts cultivation had reached the stage of perfection, and Dongling was invincible, but after suffering such a life, he still felt his heart and lungs concuss, and a tearing pain spread in his chest.

Chu Yihan didn't need to explain this, but a pair of obsidian-like eyes stared at him coldly, and said four words domineeringly, "The marriage has been retired!"

If he had to say one more word to make him less reticent, it would be: "Get lost!"

Or the kind that needs to be done immediately!

"Uncle! You are acting too decisively. Even if you are in front of your father, he will not agree! I am married to Yuetong, but you interrupted it so forcefully and took Yuetong away. What is the reason?" Chu Cheng Ye didn't have the energy to talk about demeanor anymore, so he yelled in dissatisfaction.

Chu Yihan hadn't turned the wheelchair yet, but a violent killing intent exuded from his whole body, "Are you worthy of reasoning with this king?"

It seemed that the person in front of him was not his nephew, the favored eighth prince Chu Chengye, but a ragged young man on the street.

This look made Chu Chengye feel more pain in his chest than the one just now.

"Hey, Uncle Huang, it seems really not good for us to leave like this! I have divorced the eighth prince, so I can't let him go back for nothing, right?" Su Yuetong blinked at Chu Yihan.

Chu Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you want?"

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

Su Yuetong said in a crisp voice, "The eighth prince and the matchmaker in the sedan chair are deeply affectionate, and they have consummated their house in the street. How can the uncle not fulfill them? How about letting the matchmaker marry the eighth prince, which can be regarded as consummating their house in the street , has become a good story!"

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

Story? ? ?

Miss Su is probably the only one in the whole Jiang who can turn black and white so righteously.

Chu Yihan looked at Su Yuetong's sly profile, and nodded, "That's it, very good."

"Don't talk nonsense! How can a matchmaker be the imperial concubine of this hall!" Chu Chengye's demeanor was completely lost, and his handsome face turned green and white in a blunt manner, and asked for help from time to time. Spit some blood to add color.

Chu Yihan exuded a powerful aura around him, staring at Chu Chengye, "This king said, yes."

"Uncle Emperor, don't go too far!" Chu Chengye had just finished yelling, when Su Yuetong pricked a silver needle and knelt in front of Chu Yihan.

Su Yuetong looked at him condescendingly, "His Royal Highness, who gave you the courage to say that the emperor's uncle is too much?"

"You! Bitch!" Chu Chengye yelled.

"I'm sorry for you, uncle, why don't we let the eighth prince and the matchmaker pay homage here? There is heaven, earth and high halls, and there are so many people witnessing together. The eighth prince will feel very honored when he thinks about it." Su Yuetong With a faint smile, those crystal clear eyes exuded a peerless glory.

Chu Yihan nodded, "Better."

He raised his hand, and Mu Xiu went to the sedan chair with Xiao Yuwei beside him to grab the matchmaker, and then pressed Chu Chengye's shoulder, and put the two of them in a row. Mu Xiu temporarily acted as the master of ceremonies, ready to start Sing and let them worship heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)