There are only six upper rooms in this inn, which are Meilan, Zhuju, Songbai, all of which are next to each other, and the middle-aged scribe and another person also live in two upper rooms, which happen to be next door to Wei Chimu's room.

The middle-aged scribe opened the door of the Meizi room and let a few people in, in addition to Yu Chimu and Gu An, another scribe naturally followed in, and as soon as he entered the room, he automatically made tea for everyone, obviously this was actually his room, but the middle-aged scribe was the one who beckoned everyone to enter, which shows that the status of the middle-aged scribe was above him, maybe the two were masters and servants at all.

Gu An is a delicate person, so he naturally noticed this.

"Time is pressing, so I won't say much, don't make tea, hurry up. The middle-aged scribe closed the door and said this, and then glanced at the scribe who was making tea.

The scribe stopped what he was doing, and immediately took off his robe.

"Clams?" Gu An looked confused, his eyes widened and he looked at the scribe's movements, "You, you, you......" Didn't they come to learn from Qimen Dunjia?

Not only did the scribe take off his robe, but the middle-aged scribe himself also took it off, but was stopped by Wei Chimu.

Gu An watched in amazement as the prince dragged the middle-aged scribe behind the screen in the corner of the room, as if he had lost the ability to speak, and opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound at all.

"Do you want me to help?" The scribe had already taken off only his middle coat, and when he saw that Gu An was still stunned and looked at the direction of the screen motionlessly, he said loudly.

Gu An took a step back in horror and said, "No...... No, ......" took a few deep breaths to calm his emotions, but he still looked at the scribe quite warily and said, "Here, what's going on?

"You'll find out later, just do it. The scribe was impatient, and if he had not been afraid that the wall had ears and could not explain what he had said, he would not have had to be so troublesome.

Gu An really didn't understand why he had to take off his clothes, although several of them were men, he had never heard of Qimen Dunjia taking off his clothes.

Seeing that he was reluctant to move, the scribe was almost about to step forward to take it off for him, but at this time, the voice of the middle-aged scribe rang out from behind the screen, "Ah Yi, bring yours." ”

When the scribe heard the "Ah Yi", his face darkened, but he still took the clothes he had taken off to the screen, and behind the screen he handed out a coat of clothes.

Gu An looked at the clothes that the scribe had retrieved, rubbed his eyes, and rubbed them again. He's not mistaken, right? Isn't that the prince's clothes?

Seeing that the scribe didn't care about his gaze, he calmly put on his clothes, the size was really not too much, Gu An found that the figure of this scribe was somewhat similar to that of the prince and the prince Chi Mu.

Not long after, behind the screen, Yu Chimu also changed into the clothes that originally belonged to the scribe and walked out.

"You...... You ......" Gu An's eyes widened like cowbells, pointing to the person who came out from behind the screen, and then to the scribe wearing the prince's clothes.

The two of them look exactly the same!

"Mr. Gu is doing a snapshot, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Wei Chimu whispered to Gu An.

Hearing that it was Wei Chimu's voice, Gu Anxin was half relieved, and his mind suddenly brightened, looking at the face of the scribe on the prince's face, and exchanged clothes, where he still couldn't figure it out.

As he took off his coat, he saw that the prince handed the scribe something like a cicada's wings, and saw the scribe wipe the thing on his face, and he was already in the form of a prince.