NO.6 Suddenly......

The wind blows comfortably, and the sunshine in this country is warm.

Xia Xiyan sat on a stone, looking at the exquisite and atmospheric palace from a distance, and her eyes gradually dispersed.

Cang Xiang looked at the relevant information of the country in his hand, the manager could not leave any words in history, how to sneak into the palace and take people away is the most difficult key in this case.

This is not their country, and first of all, the two of them have a hard time in terms of looks.

Xia Xiyan suddenly stood up and took out the makeup box from his pocket: "Why are you stunned, change your clothes, let's go in later." ”

Cang Xiang's eyes widened: "Go in?" How to get in? The makeup box equipped at the national level can only change clothes, and our faces can't be changed. ”

Xia Xiyan smiled: "I know, but it doesn't matter, if you go in for a while, it doesn't matter who looks like you." ”

Cang Xiang was just about to ask why, Xia Xiyan pressed the makeup box, and the two of them immediately put on the dresses of the local court. Luxurious and exquisite, but difficult to move.

"Xiaoxi, I think you misunderstand me a little." Cang Xiang covered his face with a fan, and followed Xia Xiyan, who held his head high, in the large corridor of the palace.

There are a lot of people coming and going, and the two of them are actually a bit eye-catching in it.

After all, the people around were all gray wigs and miserable white makeup, and only the two of them had normal complexions. Cang Xiang had to cover his face with a gorgeous folding fan and muttered to Xia Xiyan in a low voice.

Xia Xiyan gave him a ...... Skirt.

"I'm bent right, but Lao Tzu is also the one above!" Cang Xiang began to feel wronged, how can people judge people by their appearance, he is just a little gentle, but he is also an out-and-out superior!

Xia Xiyan looks quite harmonious in this dress, but she hasn't said a word since she entered the door, and the cold around her body is quite scary.

Cang Xiang silently followed her, watching Xia Xiyan walk through the hall without being led but as familiar as if she was in her own kitchen, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Nowadays, very few children can read seriously and understand history.

Today, with the development of information, children are obsessed with new things and have long forgotten how history flows. No one is going to look at the antiques, and the museum is still open for free.

All kinds of beautiful games, all kinds of novels beyond imagination, are full of modern society, and children have long forgotten where they came from and where they should go.

The woman in front of her was wearing clothes that were completely inconsistent with her identity but did not have any sense of disobedience, as if she had lived in this place and lived all her life.

The aristocratic girls and women who came and went greeted her, and she also returned the gift in return, generous, noble, calm and gentle.

Cang Xiang followed her and walked forward, seeing that she was about to arrive at the Grand Ballroom, Xia Xiyan suddenly turned her head and handed Cang Xiang a delicate mask of black lace. Cang Xiang was stunned for a moment, and as soon as the door of the big dance hall was pushed open, Cang Xiang suddenly understood why Xia Xiyan said that it didn't matter what she looked like.

Masquerade?! It's a masquerade!

"The period from 1775 to 1780 was an intensive period of masquerade for the aristocracy. When something new becomes popular, it has to be lively for a while. Xia Xiyan also put on a mask, covering most of her face, leaving only warm eyes and vermilion lips, which at first glance were actually quite indistinguishable from those aristocratic girls with feathers on their heads.

"The queen's clothes should be similar to everyone else's, and if she wants to change the final outcome of this queen, maybe she will wear it a little more normally. Let's find it separately. Xia Xiyan whispered to Cang Xiang.

Cang Xiang nodded silently, you can talk about it on weekdays, and you must be energetic when you work.

Xia Xiyan was drowned in the dancing crowd as a flashing person.

In history, the queen was married from abroad, and people in that era were all married, relatives married relatives, and they could live a lifetime without love.

Xia Xiyan looked at the masked faces in the crowd, and felt inexplicably very difficult to live in such an environment.

Suddenly, she stopped, what if the queen hadn't come to the masquerade? It stands to reason that today should be her birthday, and if her mindset doesn't cater to the country, then she shouldn't be at the prom right now.

Glancing at the crowd, Xia Xiyan resolutely walked towards the side door. There was a small garden behind the palace, and that garden was the queen's favorite garden. If it's under constant pressure, that garden should be a great place to rest.

"Ah~" I don't know who shouted first, and the crowd suddenly flowed.

Xia Xiyan frowned, the game time is advanced?

These aristocrats invented many games based on masquerade, one of which was that when the clock struck midnight, the women hid and the men caught people in the dark palace. It's a bit like the ghost catching game I played when I was a kid, but it's just an adult version.

Xia Xiyan took a step sideways and squeezed out of the side door, and the crowd behind him poured out from the door.

The garden is in the south, Xia Xiyan confirmed the direction by the moonlight and the lights outside the palace, and found someone first.

There was silence in the corridor of the palace towards the garden, and most of the nobles would not run to such a deep place, Xia Xiyan carried her skirt and trotted all the way. The skirt support is very large and heavy, and the corset of the whale bone is not so easy to move.

Suddenly, a hand reached out in the darkness and grabbed Xia Xiyan's wrist. Xia Xiyan subconsciously wanted to throw this person over her shoulder, but the moment the person grabbed her wrist, his other hand tightly hugged her waist. The chest binding limited the flexibility of Xia Xiyan's body, and she was imprisoned in her arms.

Behind him was a wall covered with delicate brocade blankets, and Xia Xiyan was pressed against the wall with one hand, and her waist was still in someone's hand. She didn't scream because the scene in front of her wasn't enough to scare her.

The moonlight poured in through the window, and the person in front of him, wearing a milky mask, could not see his face clearly, but he could see his burning gaze clearly.

stared coldly at Xia Xiyan.

Xia Xiyan couldn't help frowning slightly, it was a trouble to be entangled by locals.

Men in this country take romance as the standard of life, and it is not uncommon to linger with women for one night. At the moment, this kind of game is to give everyone a casual opportunity.

"I'm sorry......" Xia Xiyan gently pushed the man in front of her with a hand that could still move.

Although the men here are quite casual in that regard, they are still very respectful of women.

But instead of letting go of Xia Xiyan, this man lowered his head and kissed her bright red lips.