This annex was bought when he first came to Chujing, at that time he was not a national teacher of Cheyi Country, but because he privately resold a lot of precious medicinal materials of Cheyi Country, he was also a little saving, after coming to Chujing at that time, he originally lived in an inn, and one day he wandered on the street, and unconsciously walked near this annex.

At that time, the courtyard was in disrepair and tattered, but the devil sent him to push open the dilapidated door and enter. But later, Chu Jing ......

Zhou Yaorong thought of the scene at that time, his chest tingled, and he strode into the courtyard, which was quiet and without any fireworks.

He rarely came to live in this place, and in order to prevent the yard from being abandoned, people usually came to sprinkle and sweep it regularly.

Striding into the main house where he lived, Zhou Yaorong ripped off the mask on his head, and the face that was extremely similar to Zhou Lingmo was exposed to the moonlight.

The snow was still falling slowly, Zhou Yaorong did not take care of his mask as carefully as usual, but threw the mask on the ground, turned around and took out two jars of wine from the cabinet, kicked open the door of the room, and sat on the threshold with the wine.

He couldn't remember a lot of things about the past, and he could even say that he had completely forgotten them, and his memories seemed to have begun when he was a teenager, and from that valley and that woman......

The woman?

Zhou Yaorong looked back at the mask that was still bubbling purple on the ground.

"Hahahahaha......" he laughed.

Zhou Yaorong looked up at the semi-circular moon and took a sip of wine.

Why is there a moon when it snows?

He looked up at the moon overhead, the moonlight falling into his eyes with snowflakes, but he didn't blink, staring at the half-round blurred moon.

Why is there a moon when it snows?

He continued to ask himself.

Inside, there was a faint laughter, like a little boy and a woman's voice.

"Is that you?" Zhou Yaorong looked at the void in front of him and asked hoarsely.

Unfortunately, no one responded to him.

It's snowing again in Fanyang City.

Zhou Huanchun looked at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window, and suddenly wondered why the Sect Enlightenment Conference was held in this cold winter.

She went to the bathroom and fetched a clean cloth and gently wiped the wind lamp clean. She hadn't wiped the lamp for a long time, and a faint layer of dust had fallen on the translucent shade.

Holding a damp cloth and carefully wiping the surface of the lamp, Zhou Huanchun's eyes appeared in front of Zhou Huanchun's eyes on the night when Zhou Lingmo brought her back the wind lamp.

He hung the lamp on the window of his room without a sound, and the warm yellow light yellowed the entire window, including his face.

Thinking about it, a smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of Zhou Huanchun's mouth.

"Knock knock!"

There were three soft knocks at the door.

"Aunt Zhou." This voice is Yingluo.

Zhou Huanchun put the wind lamp on the table and got up to open the door for Yingluo.

Since Zhou Lingmo went to the Phantom Building, Yingluo has been staying in the inn, occasionally going to Wu Er's medical hall to help, and I don't know what happened recently, Zhou Huanchun actually found that her face was a little haggard.

"Yingluo, do you have something?" Zhou Huanchun let Yingluo into the house and moved a chair for her.

"Uncle Zhou, tomorrow is the day to register for the Sect Initiation Conference." Yingluo untied a small package from her back.

Only then did Zhou Huanchun notice that Yingluo was still carrying a very small package on her body.

"What is this?" She watched as Yingluo gently unwrapped the package, thinking that it contained something important, until she watched Yingluo take out a beautiful women's robe with fine workmanship.

"What is this?" Zhou Huanchun was puzzled.

"Uncle must know that when you go to register tomorrow, you can't let others know your identity, and the best way to hide your identity is to change your gender."

After speaking, Yingluo shook off the dress in front of Zhou Huanchun.

"This is a women's robe tailored to my uncle's figure, and there is a corresponding cloak on the outside, please be sure to wear it when my uncle goes out tomorrow."

Zhou Huanchun was speechless.

I didn't explain to Yingluo that I wanted to replace Zhou Lingmo to participate in the renunciation conference, why...... Will she know?

Seeing Zhou Huanchun's puzzled face, Yingluo explained: "Yuezhi Gongzi has already told me everything, Yingluo, as the personal maid of the eldest lady, is now staying by my uncle's side, and knowing these is also good for my uncle." ”

There is no expression on her face, Yingluo's appearance is a bit similar to Zhou Lingmo.

Taking the clothes in Yingluo's hand, Zhou Huanchun compared.

In fact, Zhou Lingmo had instructed himself before, to pay attention to hiding his identity when signing up, not to be discovered by others, there are many people at the Sect Conference, and you need to pay extra attention, otherwise, it will not be beneficial to the progress of the whole thing if someone is found out early Zhou Lingmo is participating in the Sect Conference.

Originally, Zhou Huanchun planned to wear a hood or veil to go out tomorrow, but after hearing Yingluo say this, she realized that if she wore a hood to sign up, it might be easier to attract the attention of others, which would be counterproductive.

Taking the clothes in Yingluo's hand, Zhou Huanchun nodded: "Okay, I'll pay attention to it tomorrow, but you need to come in and help me make up." ”

Zhou Huanchun really doesn't know how to comb women's hairstyles, women's hairstyles are different from men's hairstyles, even the simplest hair bundles are much more complicated than men's, since she became the person she is now, she has never combed women's hairstyles, nor has she ever put on women's makeup, if you want to disguise yourself thoroughly tomorrow, you naturally have to start with hairstyles and makeup.

Yingluo was stunned for a moment when she heard Zhou Huanchun's words, but quickly agreed.

It wasn't until after Yingluo left that Zhou Huanchun hung her clothes on the shelf on the side, sat by the window again and looked at the wind lantern in front of her.

I'm real...... It's time to attend the monastic assembly.

She lowered her eyebrows and thought, stretched out her slender jade hand and beckoned two fire breakers, and with a slight bang, ignited the wick of the wind lamp, and then got up to blow out all the other lights in the room.

Under the imprint of the wind lamp, that face is more and more beautiful.

Early the next morning, Zhou Huanchun stretched her meridians and got up.

The wind lamp was lit all night, and when the oil inside was exhausted, it was extinguished.

Zhou Huanchun hung the lamp at the head of the bed, got up and went to the bath room.

In the brass mirror, his eyebrows are thick, because he hasn't shaved his eyebrows for a long time, the miscellaneous hair grows messily, his eyes are wet, and his expression doesn't know why, with Zhou Huanchun himself feeling unfamiliar with perseverance.

After she washed up, she wore her wet hair and put on the clothes that Yingluo had left in the house yesterday.

The clothes looked very light, but when I wore them, I felt very thick, and I thought they were made of the finest materials.

When Zhou Huanchun tied the last strap on her body, she heard Yingluo's voice at the door.

"Aunt Zhou?" Zhou Huanchun lifted the hem of her skirt and opened the door for Yingluo.

When the door was opened, Zhou Liangqian found that Yingluo was looking at him in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Huanchun looked at Yingluo's blank eyes, and shook her hand gently in front of her eyes.

This is the first time Yingluo has seen Zhou Huanchun wearing women's clothes, and Zhou Huanchun usually wears darker men's clothes, is not tall, and rarely shows such a look on her face.

Yingluo didn't dare to say to Zhou Huanchun, now her eyes are bright and gentle, lined with a plain dress on her body, and her long black hair is a little wet on her shoulders, she is completely a little woman who is still in the boudoir.

"Hey, what is this?" Without waiting for Yingluo to speak, Zhou Huanchun took the first step to look at Yingluo still holding a big copper plate in her hand, and couldn't help asking.

"The people who come to participate in the monastic assembly are not ordinary people, and if my uncle doesn't make a full set of preparations, it is easy for people to see the flaws." Yingluo explained.

"And what is this?" Zhou Huanchun opened a few hairpins and saw a pink thing in the corner of the plate.

"This ......" Yingluo was a little shy, although she also knew that Zhou Huanchun was a woman, but the thing in front of her ...... "This is to make my uncle more like a woman."

Yingluo turned the pink thing over, and in an instant, Zhou Huanchun knew what it was, this familiar shape...... Her face turned red all of a sudden, and she couldn't help but touch her chest, which she had already tied.

"This? It's going to be in my ......," she smiled wryly as she looked at Yingluo.

"Yes, uncle." Yingluo picked up the thing and stuffed it into Zhou Huanchun's hand at once.

This soft touch......

Zhou Huanchun thought of the feeling of Zhou Lingmo, who he had "attacked" several times before.

His chest, it must be this thing!

couldn't help it, Zhou Huanchun reached out and pinched this thing.

"Uncle?" Yingluo looked at Zhou Huanchun and screamed.

"Oh...... Okay, okay, I'll get ......" After Zhou Huanchun finished speaking, she didn't notice Yingluo's expression, so she first took two "fake breasts" made of Xuantian soft rubber into the bath.

"This thing...... Where to hide? Zhou Huanchun walked around the bath room, and finally found a small cabinet that was originally used to put bath products, and hid the fake chest in as she wished.

"I can finally stop tying my chest......"

Zhou Huanchun took off the coat she was wearing and carefully untied the chest strap on her chest.

"Ah......h

When Yingluo saw Zhou Huanchun coming out of the bath room with a spring breeze on her face, she wanted to laugh very much.

At first glance, I didn't use Xuantian soft glue, and I gave her breasts, where is there such a small ......

Zhou Huanchun didn't expect Yingluo to secretly arrange her small breasts, so she happily walked to Yingluo and sat down.

"Yingluo, you comb my hair." Zhou Huanchun said.

"Okay, Aunt Zhou." Yingluo had already put the brass plate in her hand on the table, picked up a comb and skillfully operated it on Zhou Huanchun's head.

Within a while, Zhou Huanchun's hair was combed into a simple and beautiful style.

Looking at his hair from the bronze mirror, Zhou Huanchun nodded with satisfaction.

"Yingluo, I didn't expect you to be so good at kung fu and comb your hair well."

Yingluo gently rubbed some osmanthus oil on Zhou Huanchun's head, and said softly: "Before the eldest lady redeemed me, I was the little maid who combed the hair of the women in the Qinglou. ”

With her back to Yingluo, Zhou Huanchun couldn't see her expression clearly, but Yingluo's voice clearly hid a lot of old things that were difficult to mention.

She didn't ask, and the two fell silent.

In the end, it was Yingluo who spoke first.

"Uncle, choose a hairpin."

Looking at the several hairpins on the plate, Zhou Huanchun gently pinched a green hosta with a few bamboo leaves carved on its head.

Yingluo was slightly stunned when she saw Zhou Huanchun pick this hairpin.

This is the hairpin that Zhou Lingmo chose when he was forced to pretend to be a woman for the first time, it is not worth much, as for Zhou Lingmo, he must have forgotten it a long time ago, but Yingluo still kept it.

"That's it, keep it simple." Zhou Huanchun handed the hairpin to Yingluo behind her.

Yingluo took the hairpin and chose an angle to insert it on Zhou Huanchun's head.

"Aunt Zhou has a good eye, and this hairpin lady has also worn it." She smiled.