Chapter 215: Turnaround

Just as Hua Mian stood up straight again, she felt the light around her dim, as if something had come down from the top of her head.

Is it cloth? The material is very soft, and the feeling of sliding on the face is soft, and the cut is a high-quality silk shirt.

Without waiting for Hua Mian to think about it, another coat was put on her shoulders, and the two clothes wrapped Hua Mian's water-soaked body tightly in the wind.

What's the situation? Hua Mian felt that someone appeared beside her, was it the sedan chair driver? But the texture of the clothes is too high-end, and it is definitely not something that such a sedan chair driver can have.

"Who? What are you doing up here? ”

"This is the sedan chair that Oiran rides, not a place where men can come up"

Hearing the cheers of the palanquin drivers, Hua Mian noticed that the dress covering her head was in the style of a man.

Listening to the surrounding sounds again, there seemed to be some noise in the crowd, it seemed that many people squeezed out of the crowd and walked around the sedan chair, and the shouts of the sedan chair drivers seemed to stop someone.

Who is it? Who's on their side?

"Don't come, you all stand down", a very familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Hua Mian pulled down the clothes covering her head, and looked at it, there were two people with familiar backs in front of her, one of whom was the owner of the voice, Yuan Kongming.

Who is that other person? The back is also a look of recognition, but it has not been opened since just now, and Hua Mian confirmed after seeing the sword hanging from the other party's waist that this person is Sikong Xiao.

These two people did not appear at the thank-you banquet, and they never saw the two of them when they were parading through the street, thinking that they were thinking that on the last day of the Lanqiu Festival today, there would be too many irrelevant guests, and they felt troublesome so they didn't come, but they didn't expect that they had been around all the time.

Could it be that there are too many ordinary customers, so they don't crowd in? Sikong Xiao naturally doesn't need to say that he didn't like to appear in crowded places, and even Yuan Kongming, who loves to join in the fun, didn't appear, although he didn't know where they were just now, but now he stood up for her, so that Hua Mian was a little moved in an instant.

"Who are you? It can be known that this is a sedan chair for the Oiran parade street during the Lanqiu Festival."

"Who are we? Ridiculous"

The two men on the sedan chair were dressed luxuriously and imposingly, especially the young man with a smile on his face, although he was smiling on his face, he exuded an aura of rejection, not to mention the one with a sword on the side, the sedan chair drivers asked, but none of them dared to step forward to pull the two down.

As soon as the person sent by Mama Hui to inquire about the news entered the crowd, she saw such a scene, Hua Mian was standing in the center of the sedan chair wearing men's clothes, and there were two men standing beside her, and under the sedan chair were surrounded by a circle of people dressed as officials.

"What's going on? Who are you? The attendant asked as soon as he saw a few people.

When did a few palanquin bearers encounter this kind of battle, it was not good to act rashly, and when they saw that someone from the federation came to inquire about the situation, they were busy saluting and explaining the situation.

Seeing that the few people around the sedan chair were officials, he stepped forward with a smile and made a gesture to an elderly man who looked at his eyebrows and was kind, and said: "I have seen a few adults, this sedan chair is still in the street, there are people on the left and right, I am afraid of meeting adults, and I ask a few to go to the rear with me, so I will send the sedan chair over."

The old man knocked on the folding fan in his hand and said, "There is no need for the sedan chair, you and tell the sedan chair drivers to get up the sedan chair and continue to parade the streets."