"Our master gave it to you."

Tsundere's tone, isn't it Ah Si who is?

Before Ping Yao could speak, Ah Si left her a back and walked away.

Ping Yao was depressed. She didn't mess with him much, did she? A big man, still so careful.

Ping Yao untied the little burden and was stunned for a moment when she saw what was inside.

Ping Yao picked up the thin human skin mask in the bag, which was exactly the same as the one on her face.

Yun Yi's disguise technique is a few points more superb than her. Probably he saw the flaw in her face in the morning, so he made this one exactly the same but more delicate.

There were also bottles and jars of potions in the baggage.

Finally, a book.

When Ping Yao saw the title of the book, she subconsciously glanced at the direction in which Ah Si left.

This book, is it really for her?

Ping Yao has a very powerful master. For what kind of Cheng dù is so powerful, you can see the martial arts of Chongshu.

Her master has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and she knows countless experiences in the rivers and lakes. The only downside is the transfiguration.

Her master didn't like Yi Rong, so he learned a little roughly. Therefore, even if she learned all her master's other skills except martial arts, she was still not qualified.

When Ping Yao was learning the art of disguise, her master always looked at her and sighed: "Although my martial arts are not the best in the world, I can be regarded as a few opponents. So I didn't really care about these side ways. Who knew that if you were blind, an apprentice without Huigen, you would only be able to make up for your lack of martial arts skills. If you know that, I'll collect a few more cheats for you to study. ”

All of her master's things were in her head, and if he said it himself, Ping Yao really wouldn't have a place to learn by herself.

Later, Ping Yao looked for books to learn by herself, but found that those books were just superficial, and they were not as profound as her master's "rough learning".

The really profound cheats, Ping Yao can't buy them.

I heard that there is a sect in the rivers and lakes, which has a large collection of books, and all kinds of rare cheats can be found there.

It's just that the guards are tight, and Ping Yao doesn't dare to break in lightly.

So I had to come all the way half-baked.

Unexpectedly, when she gave up, Yun Yi sent such a book.

"A Thousand Faces". It contains a variety of sophisticated means of disguise, and I have heard that those who have read this book can transform a thousand identities and live next to familiar people without being discovered.

Ping Yao picked up the book, and the sunlight fell on her dark eyes, falling into the thick darkness.

It's a cheat, and in modern times it's a trade secret.

Ping Yao accepted it unceremoniously.

After going back, she put the human skin mask that Yun Yi gave her on her face. With the potion developed by Yun Yi, there is no flaw in the edge of the fit.

It's as if she was born to look like this.

Ping Yao tidied up the table, walked to Wangque's side, and said crisply: "Princess, the things are ready, you can start." ”

Wangque nodded.

Ping Yao stepped back and walked lightly to a corner and stood up.

She has no characteristics in her aura, and she has no obvious elegance on weekdays.

Everyone's eyes stayed on Wangque, and no one noticed a small palace maid.

The light shone through the taut rice paper, and a bit of ink fell on it, glowing thick blue under the bright candle flame. Another tactful stroke fell, and the crane's slender neck jumped on the paper.

Wangque had no distractions, and all eyes were on the translucent white paper. The brush rotated between her fingers, and the vivid colors blurred across the paper. An elegant and elegant crane flutters on the paper.

is worthy of being a princess who is favored by Emperor Dachang with her talent, and Wangque's painting skills are first-class.

A picture of a crane wishing his birthday sprinkled out, and he put away his pen and looked at the painting with satisfaction.

Other painters stepped forward and framed the painting neatly.

Wangque held the painting in both hands, knelt down facing Ci'an, and said softly: "Erchen wishes the emperor's grandmother the crane Changchun, the sun and the moon are prosperous." ”

"Wangque's painting skills have improved again," Ci'an smiled and raised his hand, "I see your filial piety, hurry up." ”

Wangque still painted with his hands, kneeling on the ground without the slightest intention of getting up.

She looked at Ci'an, and then at Emperor Dachang, her voice was proud with a touch of tenderness: "The emperor's grandmother, father, son, has a reluctant request." ”

It's finally coming.

Ping Yao, who had been quiet, looked up almost undetectably, and exchanged a look with a palace maid in the hall with the same decoration.

The palace maid understood for a moment, and then quietly withdrew. She is in charge of the tea at the table, and she has been going back and forth many times to add tea and boil water, and no one cares at all.

This time, no one cared about her leaving.

Only Yun Yi threw a faint glance at Ping Yao.

Ping Yao hooked the corners of his mouth at him, and then lowered his head, looking obedient again.

It's as if she's been standing like this all along.

Yun Yifeng gently flicked the fruit plate in front of him, and seemed to be unconcerned about everything.

She arranged it. He sat back and enjoyed his accomplishments.

Yun Yi casually forked a lychee to eat.

It's so sweet.

It's a pity that Ping Yao is not serving by his side now, otherwise she can taste it.

Yun Yi thought about the foodie Ping Yao in his heart, and he didn't notice the slightly stagnant atmosphere in the hall at all.

Ci'an's smile paused for a second, and then he said in a reheated voice: "Let's hear it." ”

made a request on the queen mother's birthday, and Wangque's mother frequently looked at Wangque. Wangque turned a blind eye.

Wangque looked at the Queen Mother and the Emperor, and her serious appearance made everyone in the hall quiet, waiting for her to speak.

Ping Yao had a light smile on her face.

In the quiet hall, Wangque's voice was crisp.

"The son wants to ask the emperor's grandmother and father to marry."

The house was full of surprise.

The smile on Ping Yao's face quietly expanded.

Yun Yi didn't care about himself, and his attention was all on the fruit plate on the table.

Ci'an's smile paused, and Emperor Dachang's face was pale, and he didn't show much reaction.

Lin Yuanxiu has nothing to do with herself. It's just a concubine, and whoever she marries is the same for her.

Although Wangque's request is not in accordance with etiquette. Daughter's family, it is best to be reserved and reserved.

But that's not a big deal.

Ci'an asked with a smile: "Wangque turned out to be a cool character. Tell your grandmother who you like. ”

Wangque was shy and gentle: "The person that Erchen likes ・・・・・・"

Wangque looked at Yun Yi, who had nothing to do with eating fruit.

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou."

The silver fork in Yun Yi's hand stopped in mid-air and looked at Wangque.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Ci'an was silent.

Emperor Dachang's eyes were gloomy.

Lin Yuanxiu frowned, and quickly relaxed.

The princesses looked at each other. Only Qinghe drank indifferently, exactly the same as Lin Yuanxiu's indifferent appearance. >