Wearing a white fitted slim brocade robe, a piece of Haode Fulu Shou jade pendant with black silk gold thread on the waist, revealing a bright dark green luster, three thousand green silks are all coiled, and a red jade crown is tied into a bundle of hair.

Next to the smooth and fair face, in the elegant morning light like mist, the lips are as beautiful as cherry blossoms, the skin is as delicate as porcelain, and the blow can be broken, and the face always has a cold and indifferent expression.

"He" held a feather fan, and with a "snap", the fan unfolded and shook it freely with his hand.

What a mouth-watering handsome boy!

"Third Miss, you look so handsome like this, oh, no, you should be called Third Young Master now." Lu Rong looked at Su Yueming, who had changed into a person, and said in surprise.

Bi'er marveled at Leng Ru's cross-dressing technique, and said, "Look closely, the third young lady wearing men's clothes is still a little similar to the second young master." ”

As soon as Bi'er finished speaking, she realized that she had lost her words, and quickly covered her mouth and lowered her head.

Su Yueming didn't mind, looked at the beautiful young man in the mirror, and said, "It's okay, Su Zicong and I are brothers and sisters of the same father, and we look like it's a normal thing." ”

When Bi'er heard this, her heart relaxed, and she just heard that the second young master's flower willow disease was getting worse, and I was afraid there was not much time left.

"Are you alright?" Hearing only a clear voice, he saw Murong Canghai walk in, wearing a dark robe to set off his tall figure a little mysterious, and his eyes like dark night always condensed a unique evil aura.

Su Yueming listened to his voice, put away the fan in his hand, turned his head, looked at each other, and a look of amazement flashed in Murong Canghai's eyes.

She is plain and indifferent, indifferent, like a hollow valley orchid, noble and proud, but she can't be blasphemed from a distance. And now he is showing people in men's clothes, wearing a white robe, there is a kind of fluttering fairy spirit, and the beauty of haode does not eat fireworks in the world.

It's just that......

His approving gaze roamed over her for a week, and Zuihou stayed somewhere, a glimmer of starlight in his eyes condensed, his lips moved slightly, and he looked like he wanted to say something.

"How?" Su Yueming saw that he seemed to have an opinion, so he asked.

"Ahem......" Murong Canghai put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, and his eyes glanced at a certain place again.

Su Yueming seemed to suddenly realize something, she lowered her head, and her eyes followed Murong Canghai's somewhat strange gaze towards her body-

When her eyes stayed somewhere, she suddenly turned around, her hands protected her chest, and her face turned red.

"Third Miss, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? Slave and maid for you? Lu Rong and Bi'er were puzzled, why did the faces of the three young ladies suddenly turn red like this, especially the thin earlobes, which were red and were about to drip blood.

It's the king of the North Courtyard, who looks like he's appreciating something complacently.

"Get out!" She was a little annoyed and shouted.

"Yes." Lu Rong and Bi'er will be mistaken and prepare to leave.

"Alright, you stay." Murong Canghai didn't tease her anymore, knowing her temper, he might not go when he was angry.

After he went out, Su Yueming took off his robe and ordered the maid to bring a strip of white cloth, and Lu Rong and Bi'er understood what was going on.

They hurriedly unfolded the strips of cloth and circled around Su Yueming's body, wrapping her soft feminine features.