Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 31
Zhang Yong was overwhelmed by flattery, and he was no longer welcome. After all, his status as the first wife of the eldest son was there. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Young Madam, you are welcome. I just don't know if this dress fits you. Please try it on."

The colors of these clothes are simple and elegant, and they are as light as cicada's wings. It is not difficult to see that the fabrics are expensive, and the simple and elegant patterns embroidered on them are very in line with Gu Qingyou's taste.

She picked up one, thanked her again, and walked behind the screen.

Xue Lan was a businessman in her previous life, and knew a little about fabrics, so when she was ready for her daughter, she picked up one and asked, "Where do these clothes come from?"

The fabric is luxurious and the workmanship is excellent, it doesn't look like a finished product.

Zhang Yong was sweating profusely, and faltered again.

These clothes were originally made by the embroiderer for Aunt Lin, but she didn't like them because they were too clean, and because the fabrics were expensive, she refused to let him give them to other aunts, so they had to fold them and put them in the warehouse.

Just now Xue Lan asked suddenly, he thought of these clothes and hurriedly fetched them, wanting to solve his urgent need, who knew she would ask about the origin of the clothes?
In front of everyone, he couldn't say that he gave the young lady the clothes that Aunt Lin didn't want, could he?If it gets out, will the Duke's reputation be lost?
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xue Lan was about to ask, when Gu Qingyou came out after changing his clothes.

It is said that women should be pretty and filial, and the original owner was born fair and slender, but now she changed into plain clothes, which added a bit of extravagance.

Xue Lan nodded in satisfaction, and stopped asking where the clothes came from, and greeted everyone: "It's getting late, let's go to the front hall!"

Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ordered people to put away the remaining clothes, but said in his heart, when the funeral is over, the first thing to do is to order people to buy more clothes for the young lady.

When they arrived at the front hall, the people from the etiquette department were already in place. Gu Qingyou first saw Song Hengye who was also dressed in white. He was tall, at least 1.8 meters three, and his appearance was clear and handsome. He stood out in the crowd.

Remembering that he forgot to bring the umbrella, Gu Qingyou gave him an apologetic smile. Song Hengye was startled when he saw her, and then nodded slightly as a return.

In addition to the people from the Ministry of Rites, there were also a few women standing in the hall. Although they were all dressed plainly, but they were thin and fat, they should be Song Chengye's concubines.

Seeing Gu Qingyou following Xue Lan, several people couldn't help exchanging glances. They were obviously very surprised, but their eyes were not filled with jealousy like Xue Liner's, so Gu Qingyou just let them look at them generously.

Looking around, but Song Chengye was nowhere to be seen, Xue Lan was dissatisfied: "Where is your son?"

Zhang Yong said: "Go back to Madam, the villain has already sent someone to invite you."

After finishing speaking, he called a servant and said, "Go and listen to Yuxuan, why hasn't Shi Zi come here yet?"

Gu Qingyou rolled her eyes in her heart, even being late for her father's funeral, this son is really filial to the dead.

Before the servant could leave, he saw Song Chengye rushing in from the side hall in a panic, followed by Xue Lin'er who was also walking in a hurry.

Xue Lan hated employees who were not punctual the most in his life. When he saw them coming late, he couldn't help but get angry immediately. Regardless of the presence of the people from the etiquette department, he reprimanded: "Do you know what day it is today? The whole family will wait for the two of you." Man, what do you mean?"

Song Chengye said awkwardly: "The time has changed suddenly, and my son hasn't had time to prepare yet, so it's a bit late."

Xue Lan snorted coldly: "The entire funeral, except for the people in the etiquette department, is Hengye who is in charge. What do you need to prepare as a shopkeeper who throws his hands away?"

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