Chapter Twenty-Three: Shocking the Audience
Chu Xingyue shook the red riding suit in his hand that was almost shattered into slag, looked at Chun Xing, who was in tears with a look of remorse, and asked, "Are you sure that Zhao Ling was good when he brought this dress?" β
can't blame her for suspecting Zhao Ling in the first place, if you want to blame him, blame him for doing too much evil, so that she reflexively wants to doubt him.
Chun Xing couldn't help nodding and said: "The slave maid personally took over this riding costume from the hands of Brother Yunxiao, it is your size, Miss, this riding costume is specially tailored for you by the prince, but the prince has a heart for you, Miss, I didn't expect it...... Didn't expect ......"
Spring apricots are starting to flood again!
Listening to Chun Xing's monologue, Chu Xingyue couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
Not to mention that the little girl is too naΓ―ve, this dress was sent by Zhao Ling, but it is definitely not his intention, he is just worried that she will embarrass him at the hunting conference, so he has to worry about her heart.
But now it's okay, this heart is also in vain; It's clear that someone wants to watch her make a fool of herself.
Chunxing covered her heart sadly and howled a few times, and finally howled back a little bit of reason, the little girl's combat effectiveness was amazing, and after wiping the tears on her face with quick movements, she rushed out of the door with her sleeves copied, showing that she was going to fight.
Chu Xingyue hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Who are you trying to tear up with this posture of slaughtering people?" β
Chun Xing looked at the red riding suit twisted into pieces distressedly, and felt even more sorry for Chu Xingyue in her heart.
The lady in the riding costume had never seen her, but she had unfolded it, even if it was the craftsmanship of the embroidery lady in the palace, she might not be so ingenious, and the lifelike embroidery on the clothes couldn't help but praise her even when she saw it.
also thought that if Miss Yi wore this riding costume, she would definitely surprise the audience, and the prince would like it when he saw it; It's good now, I don't know where the wicked person did such a thing, although she Chunxing is a slave, but she is also the protector of the master.
When she finds the thief, she will definitely beat him up so that others can know that the person who came out of their Jingbei Houfu is not dough kneading.
"Miss, the slave maid wants to find that wicked man and be angry with you for Miss."
"What about after you get angry? Can this dress be changed for the better? β
Seeing that Chunxing was asked by herself, Chu Xingyue took the little girl's hand and walked back to the house, poured a cup of tea for her personally, and patiently taught: "If you think about it carefully, that person deliberately wrangled this dress in order to prevent me from participating in the next smoke festival, or simply let me make a fool of myself at the smoke festival, if I really take advantage of that person's intentions, what will I face next?" β
"If Miss makes a fool of her, it will definitely affect the prince, and at that time, the relationship between Miss and the prince will be ......" Thinking of that terrible consequence, Chun Xing's face turned white with fright.
Chu Xingyue didn't have such a big reaction, for her, she didn't care what kind of position she had in Zhao Ling's heart, whether he liked her or hated her, she didn't care.
It's just that these words can't be said to Chunxing.
"That person didn't let me participate in the smoke festival, I wanted to participate, and that person wanted to see me make a fool of myself, so I didn't make a fool of myself; Doing so is the real fight back against the wicked man, and it is better than if you aimlessly go to the thief and then fight the man. β
Chunxing's face was suddenly full of shame, and she finally realized how clumsy and ignorant her impulse just now was: "It's still the fault of the slave and maid, and it almost dragged the young lady down." β
"You're not going to drag me down."
Chu Xingyue looked at Chun Xing with great satisfaction: "You are anxious about what I am anxious about, I am in pain, I am in charge of everything, Chun Xing, I am grateful that you are too late." β
"Miss, don't say that, these are what slaves and maids should do."
"Okay, let's talk about these things later, the most important thing now is what clothes I should wear to the next smoke festival, time is running out."
Chunxing was also anxious, and secretly regretted that she didn't prepare a few sets of dresses for Miss that were convenient for activities.
Chu Xingyue walked around the room a few times, and suddenly her eyes lit up, she looked at the wardrobe containing Zhao Ling's clothes, walked over and opened it quickly, and saw no less than dozens of men's brocade clothes neatly placed in the wardrobe at a glance.
The eyebrows, which were slightly locked, gradually stretched, and even the corners of the red mouth evoked a charming smile.
"Miss, what are you doing when you open the prince's closet?"
Chu Xingyue rummaged through Zhao Ling's pile of brocade clothes for a while, and finally found a silver-white riding suit, and said with shiny eyes: "Just wear this." β
Chun Xing was so shocked that her jaw was about to drop: "Miss, this is the prince's clothes." β
"What happened to his clothes? I'm his wife, can't I wear it? β
"Slave doesn't mean that, wouldn't it be too strange to wear it like this?" Chunxing's little face was almost wrinkled.
Chu Xingyue didn't say a word, threw the clean silver riding suit in his hand into Chun Xing's arms, and directly ordered: "I'll put on his clothes a little big, you can help me change the cuffs, neckline, and trouser legs quickly." β
"But Miss ......"
"If you don't hurry, we're going to be really late."
Seeing that Chu Xingyue had really made up her mind, Chun Xing could only bite the bullet and quickly fly the needle, striving to meet Miss's requirements.
As for Chu Xingyue, she seemed much calmer.
Sitting in front of the dresser, looking at the stunning face in the bronze mirror, he put down a black crow and took out a horn comb and combed it gently, then picked up a ribbon and tied his long hair into a ponytail and tied it on the top of his head; Then, pick out a ruby-embedded forehead tie from the jewelry box and wipe the forehead.
In order to make herself look heroic, she also deliberately painted her good-looking eyebrows a little thicker.
After a stick of incense, when the door opened again.
A stunning young man with a jade fracture fan in his hand and a graceful demeanor appeared in the dazzling sunlight.
The Imperial Forest Army guarding the gate of the courtyard almost widened his eyes in disbelief as a handsome young man walked out of the room of the prince and the princess, followed by a little maid with a red face.
"Stop, who are you? Why did you come out of the princess's room? β
Looking at the silver spear that was suddenly erected in front of him, Chu Xingyue's heart jumped with fright, and he hurriedly took out a folding fan and pushed away the weapon in front of him, and glanced at the stupid Imperial Forest Army general who was in charge of the guard of Yusheng Residence strangely.
"Open your eyes and see clearly, isn't it just that you have changed your skin, and you can't even recognize me?"
The young general of the Royal Forest Army was stunned, obviously feeling that this voice was very familiar, and looked down again; Oops, I'll go! It's not who the princess is.
It's just that the princess who is so good, how did she become a man?
No!
β¦β¦ How did you put on men's clothes?
And, so...... Lifelike.
Looking at the young general of the Royal Forest Army with a confused expression, Chu Xingyue was beautiful in her heart.
She learned from Zhao Xi's graceful appearance, lifted Chunxing's little chin with the tip of the fan in her hand, admired the little beauty in front of her with a flow of anger, and said with a bad mouth: "Beauty, my brother will take you to ride a horse." β
Chun Xing never imagined that her young lady would become this virtue after putting on the clothes of the prince, and the tone of this hooligan who molested a woman from a good family could not be learned again.
But what's even worse is that Miss is so good-looking in this body, at this moment, Chun Xing really regrets why Miss is not a man, if Miss is a man, even if she is molested, she is also happy.
"Miss, don't make trouble!"
Although she was trying to stop Chu Xingyue, Chunxing's words were too soft and really unconvincing.
Chu Xingyue looked at Chunxing's shy appearance, and her heart was already happy, she opened the folding fan with a 'snap', and after laughing a few times, she strode towards the direction of the Sihetai of the Smoke Festival.
As for the bewildered young general of the Royal Forest Army, he didn't come back to his senses until he saw the master and servant go away, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This Princess Ling is really wonderful, it's just a beauty, she is still a man now, and it's okay to be a man, but how can she, a fake man, be stronger than them real men; Look at this funny girl's kung fu, it's really one set after another, and I have to be convinced!
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At the same time, in front of the quadrangle that has begun to gradually gather figures.
Li Fuqing, who was wearing a pink riding suit, had been carefully paying attention to his surroundings until he was sure that the person he hated had not appeared so far, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and could not hide the joy on his face, and said to Ju Xin who was standing beside him: "It seems that our plan has succeeded, and Chu Bingyue really didn't come." β
"The slave maid has already inquired clearly, Princess Ling's riding dress was given to her by Prince Ling, there is only one such one, we destroyed that dress, she has no clothes to wear, so naturally she doesn't dare to come."
Thinking that the third brother would actually send clothes to that woman, Li Fuqing couldn't help the jealousy in his heart, pouted, and said unhappily: "That woman looks so ugly, why did the third brother send her clothes, she is really blind." β
Ju Xin secretly laughed in her heart, Princess Ling is ugly? If even such a beauty is ugly, I am afraid that there will be no beauty in this world.
Presumably, the county lord of Fuqing has long been blinded by jealousy, as long as everything is about Princess Ling, she can reverse black and white.
Although Ju Xin laughed at Li Fuqing in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on her face, and tried her to comfort her softly: "County Lord, as long as Princess Ling doesn't come, with your appearance, you will definitely be able to attract the prince." β
"Well, of course."
Li Fuqing proudly tiptoed everywhere to look for the shadow that had occupied her entire heart since she was a child: "Juxin, help me take a look, is the third brother here?" Where is he? β
At this time, no one noticed that Chu Xingyue, who was dressed as a man in a silver-white riding costume, had appeared in front of the quad.
The moment she appeared, she attracted almost all the eyes around her, and many people looked at this jade-faced young man who suddenly appeared in surprise, unbelievable whose son this was, and he could give birth so well.
The delicate eyebrows and eyes, like the flawless skin of jade, and the forehead lined with a bunch of red gems embedded in the forehead, make it even more starry and delicate like a peach and plum flower.
is obviously a man, but he is so beautiful that men are stunned.
Chu Xingyue didn't care about the curious or amazing glances that came from all of them, her eyes swept through the crowd, and she quickly found the figure she was looking for.
walked quickly, stood behind the man, stretched out a fan and gently patted the man's shoulder, deliberately lowered his voice, and said mischievously: "Dude, borrow a fire?!" β