"The slave will not leave, absolutely not."
Unconvinced, Ming Xiang curled her lips, and also took out a folding fan from her sleeve, opened it decently, fanned the cool breeze and followed.
There were few people at the back door of Mingyue Tower, the master and servant slipped in under the dim light, found the stairs and went up to a secluded corner of the circular corridor on the second floor.
Looking down from the circular corridor, the front yard is brightly lit and full of laughter and laughter.
The courtyard is full of noble girls with pearl hairpins and tassels shaking, playing chess, drinking wine and composing poems, tasting tea and listening to music, or enjoying singing and dancing.
Turn around and look at them both again.
Her hair was **** with an ink ribbon, her face turned to the sky, and she was dressed in a man's clothes found on the spot, which looked tacky like a waiter.
At first glance, he wanted money but no money, wanted status but no status, a childish boy who couldn't give anything, with a green bitter gourd smell all over his body, and he didn't have any attractive charm.
"What are you doing?"
"Why is this happening?"
Ming Xiang lay on the railing, trying to hit the wall with all her might, her guts were turning green from regret.
Xuanyuan Qing was even more depressed, and angrily poked her on the back of the head with a fan: "It's all your fault, why don't you just come here generously, you have to make some fools, and women disguise themselves as men."
The key is that it's okay for a woman to disguise herself as a man!
However, this girl is proud of herself and is afraid of being recognized by others. Not only does she not dress up, but she insists on making it look ugly.
The eyebrows and eyes are spoofed, his face is sallow, his eyes are dark blue, his lips are white, he looks like a hanged ghost who is seriously ill and has just smoked for a long time, as ugly as he can be.
The master and servant walked side by side, and she was ashamed to follow.
"How can you blame the slaves? Women from the Western Jin Dynasty, if they dare to enter the Hualou, they are women disguised as men."
Ming Xiang rubbed the back of her head, crying bitterly: "Where does Ming Xiang know that Feng Qi's woman is so tough, and she dares to have fun in Hualou under the eyes of everyone."
"Empress, female officer, women are respected, do you understand?"
Ming Xiang lowered her eyelids and muttered softly: "Since the princess knows, why does she have to disguise herself as a man?"
"Isn't this princess being led into a pit by you?"
Xuanyuan Qing gritted her teeth secretly.
It is also the first time for her to come to Fengqi, so how can she really know the rules of Hualou, it's all just hearsay.
"Stop talking, go back and change quickly, wash your face before you come back, and be with you, where should I put the face of the princess of the Western Jin Dynasty."
"Princess, don't you want to change?"
Mingxiang raised her eyelids secretly, and looked at her suspiciously.
Your youthful figure in a blue shirt is not necessarily better than a slave, is it?
Xuanyuan Qing didn't take it seriously, waved her folding fan chicly, and waved away people: "This princess is graceful in the wind, even in a blue shirt, she can still look like a glamorous princess, don't worry about me, go back and change quickly , go and come back quickly."
The servant is not worried about you!
It's obviously contempt, okay?
Ming Xiang tugged at the corner of her mouth bitterly, but didn't move.
"Why don't you leave?"
Xuanyuan Qing raised her brows lightly, showing a bit of worry.
"Princess, there is a well at the back door. The servant girl is going to get some water to wash her face. It is enough to wash her face clean."
Mingxiang refused to leave, racking her brains to stay.
"Okay, okay, go, go."
Xuanyuan Qing had no choice but to support her forehead, and waved her fan to drive people away.
"The servant will be back in a while."
Mingxiang was overjoyed, trotted along the stairs, and rushed to the back door.