The reasons are different, but they are the same, which can be regarded as sympathy in another sense.

At this time, Xiao Yan was abruptly stunned, he looked out the window, only to see pedestrians heeling, and a touch of beauty seemed to be ten miles away, rendering a world and a world, so that the gray sky was dyed with a bright spring color because of her......

......

With a small waist, Zhou Yanqing returned to the appearance of a girl, and even sold some rouge gouache and simply painted a makeup, weakening the androgynous posture of the young man when he was dressed up, but adding a touch of feminine softness and charm.

She was dressed in snow-white, the long skirt inside was snow-white, and the rabbit fur covered on the outside was also snow-white.

She walked in Bianjing City with bright eyes, and at first glance she looked radiant, but in her heart she was full of joy.

As the capital of a country, in Zhou Yanqing's imagination, it must be very prosperous.

However, after walking in person, she found that the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny, which is completely different from what she imagined!

It's a miserable fog.

The people are struggling to make a living, and the people are suffering.

Most of the people here are coarse linen clothes, some people's hands and feet are bruised and purple from the cold, and you can hear the hawkers soliciting customers to sell, but even if those small traders are smiling, they still have a sadness and tiredness in their eyebrows, as if they can't see any vitality at all, and they are just living a day by day.

She saw a lot of beggars in Bianjing City, these beggars were numb, and some even defecated in the open, and she couldn't even see the filth and filth everywhere in the city.

It's too hygienic ...... Drop her eyes!

This is like the capital of the imperial city, more like a hell on earth, bordering the underworld, and living like a slum.

Zhou Yanqing is a private interview with Weifu this time, she came out of the secret passage of the cold palace, gave several orders in the palace in advance, and made thorough preparations.

I believe that even those who have seen the little emperor see her like this, at most they are surprised that she looks a little similar to the emperor, and she even dotted a small blue tear mole in the corner of her left eye.

Buying a rock sugar gourd, she nibbled on the sour hawthorn, walked around for a long time, and finally got tired.

She wanted to sit down and rest, but her body was too weak, and she felt a little disgusted in her heart, and then looked back and forth.

Well, the restaurant is good, she's not hungry, but there are benches in the restaurant.

So she walked into Tianxiang Building.

Upstairs private room.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan??"

Ji Feixiu looked confused, what is the matter with this buddy? Suddenly, he was stunned, looking out the window and couldn't come back to his senses, as if his soul had flown away.

Xiao Yan was stunned, he suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart without a trace, his face was still handsome and deep, but a touch of enthusiasm jumped out of the man's face.

Ji Feixiu was speechless.

"Xiao Yan, I know that I am beautiful, but can you not make this girly Huaichun deer look at me?"

Ji Feixiu thought to himself that his master was a straight man, the kind that was super straight, Xiao Yan was so weird and disgusting.

Xiao Yan froze: "Nonsense!"

He got up suddenly, and flicked his long sleeves: "This king doesn't talk to you for more than half a sentence." ”

Then he opened his long legs and rushed out of the private room with a cold face.

Ji Feixiu was stunned?

"What, what's weird about this guy?"

He likes to joke, and it's not the first time, Xiao Yan was very calm before, but just now...... How does it seem to be trying to cover up?

Ji Feixiu pondered for a moment, then rushed to the window, leaned on the window and looked down.