Because the ancient men's robes were not as cumbersome as the women's skirts, and some were like modern dressing gowns, Leng Qing still wore the moon-white robe quite quickly.

Finally, Leng Qing picked up the palm-wide moon-white belt buckled with royal blue gems under the burden and tied it around her waist.

Fastened his belt, Leng Qing turned around in a circle, raised his hands and looked left and right, and felt that it was not bad, it fit well.

After putting on her robe, Leng Qing took off the dry cloth towel on the screen, carefully wiped her long hair that was wet from bathing, and walked out of the screen while wiping.

When her hair was dried, Leng Qing remembered that she didn't have anything to tie her hair, and she wouldn't use those hairpins at all!

And this wing room is purely a room for bathing, and there is nothing that can be used to tie hair.

So, Leng Qing could only helplessly wear a somewhat messy long hair and return to the wing where Yan Ziming was.

When Leng Qing lifted the white veil, she saw Yan Ziming still lying on her side on the bed, and it was not easy to wake him up, so she walked to the dresser under the window by herself.

Pulling open the drawer on the dresser, as Leng Qing expected, there are many hair bands for tying hair in the drawer, and they are very diverse.

Leng Qing picked up the croissant comb on the dressing table and combed all the long hair that had been loosened, picked out a finger-wide light purple hairband from those headbands, and used the hairband to tie the hair firmly.

"I'm really born beautiful, it's hard to give up! Even such a simple outfit can't hide my peerless beauty!" In the quiet room, Leng Qing's cold voice sounded.

Looking at the bronze mirror in front of him with a high ponytail, wearing a moon-white robe, facing the sky, and a somewhat blurred figure, Leng Qing pulled a light smile slightly, and said a little narcissistically.

Turning around, Leng Qing saw Yan Ziming, who was still sleeping when she came in, was sitting on the edge of the bed at the moment, his upper body leaning against the bedpost, and the corners of his good-looking Danfeng eyes were slightly raised, looking at her with a smile.

Leng Qing was embarrassed at the time, and she didn't know when Yan Ziming woke up, but she estimated that Yan Ziming should have listened to her very narcissistic words.

Thinking of this, Leng Qing really wanted to find a hole to get into!

After saying "You go back to sleep", Leng Qing turned around and prepared to go out, she really felt so embarrassed now!

At this moment, the door was pushed open, the green gauze tent swayed slightly, and Mu Wen's figure appeared in the eyes of Leng Qing and Yan Ziming.

Mu Wen was indeed an obedient subordinate, and when he reappeared, the blue-gray robe had been changed to navy blue, and the faint smell of blood on his body had disappeared without a trace.

Standing in front of the white yarn, Mu Wen lowered his head slightly and arched his hand to Yan Ziming behind the white yarn and said, "Master, Mother Hua has prepared all the things that the master wants, and her subordinates have checked them one by one, and they have not found anything wrong." ”

Nodding, Yan Ziming got out of bed, stood up straight, and said to Mu Wen with a lazy expression: "Mu Wen, go buy some light breakfast, and prepare some dry food for the road by the way, I will take Leng Qing to the North City Gate to wait for you first." ”

"Yes, sir. Mu Wen respectfully agreed and silently withdrew from the room.

Walking slowly to Leng Qing's side, Yan Ziming smiled at Leng Qing and said, "Let's go, little girl who loves narcissism." ”

After that, Yan Ziming should take the first step and leave.

Leng Qing was really embarrassed by Yan Ziming's sentence of "narcissistic little girl", and watched Yan Ziming leave slowly in a daze, and gradually the figure covered by the layers of green yarn didn't know how to react.

After a while, Leng Qing suddenly smiled lightly and stepped up to follow.

Out of the wing room, Leng Qing suddenly remembered that the ink-painted breast-length skirt she wore from Zhu's mansion before and the white jade dragon and phoenix hairpin that Lin Xiaoyang bought for her were all replaced when she bathed last night.

Those are all the clothes and accessories she likes, Leng Qing feels that she must take them back, she can't cheapen a mercenary villain like Mother Hua for nothing!

After greeting Yan Ziming, and after getting approval, Leng Qing went to the two little maids who were in charge of changing her clothes last night, and asked them to return her set of ink painting breast-length skirts and white jade dragon and phoenix hairpins that had been cleaned and dried overnight.

After getting back what she wanted, Leng Qing turned around in a dashing manner, and walked side by side towards the gate of Wanchun Building with Yan Ziming, who was waiting for her in the hall on the first floor of Wanchun Building.

Behind Leng Qing and Yan Ziming, there was the gaze of a fascination who followed Leng Qing's figure.

Even if Leng Qing is dressed as a man at the moment, her alluring face and slender figure are still enough to make the corners of those womanizers' mouths salivate!

Outside the gate of Wanchun Building.

A large flat-topped four-wheeled carriage pulled by three tall brown horses and made of high-quality nanmu was quietly parked on the side of the street outside the gate of Wanchun Tower.

Compared with the carriages that Leng Qing had seen on TV, the workmanship of this carriage was really not exquisite.

There is not even a shade above the half-meter-wide wheel, and there is no decoration around the carriage, but this carriage is big enough, the materials are good enough, and the four wheels are stable enough.

Perhaps because this is a flower street, there are not many pedestrians coming and going, and even if there is, it is a rush into the side of the building to have fun, no one cares about the situation here, and no one admires the huge size of this carriage.

On the side of the carriage, there stood a flower mother with a smile on her face and heavy makeup.

Yan Ziming steadily walked down the five-story stairs outside the gate of Wanchun Building, walked to the carriage, and said to Mother Hua without saltiness: "I'm tired." ”

Then, Yan Ziming stepped on the wheel, reached out and lifted the curtain, and looked inside, making sure that there was nothing that should not appear in it before looking at Leng Qing.

Stretching out his left hand towards Leng Qing, Yan Ziming said softly, "Come up." ”

Leng Qing, who was standing not far from the carriage, heard this, and took two steps forward to the side of the carriage, but avoided Yan Ziming reaching out to her and wanted to take her hand.

Then, in the surprised gaze of Mother Hua, Leng Qing carried a white cloth bag in her right hand quite chicly, grabbed the edge of the carriage wall with her left hand, and then stepped on the wheel, taking advantage of the gap in the curtain raised by Yan Ziming, and entered the carriage.

Looking at Leng Qing's actions, Yan Ziming smiled disappreciatively.

Lowering the curtain and sitting cross-legged on the edge of the wheel, Yan Ziming picked up the horsewhip placed on the wheel, and with a volley, the carriage began to move forward slowly.

Looking at the carriage moving forward slowly, Mother Hua pinched her throat and shouted with a handkerchief behind her: "Master, you are welcome to come to our Wanchun Building often!

Hearing Mother Hua's shout, Yan Ziming didn't answer, just smiled wickedly.

Sitting on the bench next to the wall of the carriage, Leng Qing put down the burden in her hand and looked at the layout and things in the carriage with some boredom.

On the opposite side of the car wall, there is a small window for adults to pass through, and two layers of not dense purple yarn hang from the small window, and under the wall is a bench of the same width.

A white gauze lantern hung from the roof of the carriage, which swayed as the carriage moved.

Under the innermost wall of the carriage lay several neatly folded futons, and on top of the futons were stacks of neatly folded and fluffy fuzzes of different colors.

Looking at the pile of things piled up in the innermost part of the carriage, Leng Qing thought: Fortunately, this carriage is big enough (in fact, it is too big), otherwise, with so many things, can there still be a place for people to sit?

Outside the carriage is the street of people coming and going, all kinds of shouts are endless, and the spring sun hangs high in the sky, sprinkling warmth to the world.

In the carriage, after looking at the things in the car, Leng Qing felt very bored and bored, so she looked sideways at the window beside her with two layers of not dense purple yarn.

Looking at the somewhat vague and gradually moving back scenes outside the car window, Leng Qing found that these scenes were completely unfamiliar to her.

But Leng Qing also figured it out, although she had been in this other world for half a month, she had hardly been out of the Zhu Mansion.

Before sending the funeral to Liu Ruyun and others, Leng Qing didn't look at the surrounding environment at all. can really be counted as the number of times she left the Zhu Mansion to go out, but only a few days ago, Lin Xiaoyang and Lu Xueyue accompanied her out of the mansion.

Thinking of Lu Xueyue, Leng Qing couldn't help but sigh - leaving this time, I don't know if she will have a chance to see that innocent girl who is the same as her hair again......

Leng Qing didn't know that the location she was in now was in the North District of Creping, so it was normal for her to feel strange when she looked at the scenes outside the carriage along the way.

The carriage drove for a while, slowing down until it finally stopped.

"Have you all heard? In the Western District, the Liu Mansion, which is only two streets away from the Zhu Mansion, the richest man in our Daliang, was slaughtered last night!" A voice that seemed to be discussing suddenly came into Leng Qing's ears.

"I also heard that except for the subordinates and children under the age of three, there is no one alive in the Liu Mansion!!"

Because of this sentence, Leng Qing, who was still a little unimpressed, suddenly cheered up with 120,000 points.

Raising his hand to lift the curtain on his side, Leng Qing saw that it was three or five big men who were walking from the city to the outside of the city discussing this matter, and many pedestrians around them were also listening to them with great interest:

"I also heard from the subordinates in Liu's Mansion that the blood in Liu's Mansion was all over the ground, and Liu Tian and his three sons died the most tragically, and they didn't have all the corpses!!"

"Yes! I saw with my own eyes early this morning that Lord Jing Zhaoyin went to Liu's Mansion with his officers and soldiers, but I am afraid that this matter should be reported to the emperor in a short time. ”

"Although this Liu Tian is acting in Kyoto on the basis that he is the nephew of the current emperor's favorite concubine Danfei, I don't know who has such a deep enmity with him, and he actually slaughtered the mansion at night! If this matter reaches the ears of Concubine Dan, Concubine Dan will definitely make trouble, and when the time comes, she will blow the wind in the emperor's ears, but I don't know how many people will suffer!"

"Alas, whatever! The suffering is also the suffering of those officials in the court, and they can't be related to us ordinary people!"

"What you say is also reasonable, the slaughter of Liu Tian's family is actually a great joy for us ordinary people, and we have one less bully in Kyoto City!"

"I said that you can be quiet when you say this, don't let anyone who has anything to do with Concubine Dan and Liu Tian listen to it, otherwise this will kill your head......"

As the big men went away, the discussion gradually faded away until it disappeared.