After Yunxi went up the mountain to train, Mu Feichi asked the housekeeper to change the rest room on the first floor into her cloakroom.

The clothes sent by Ling Jing were readily available, and in order to make herself look low-key, Yun Xi specially chose a long black coat.

On his feet, he stepped on a pair of small black boots, wrapped in black velvet trousers, and a khaki striped plaid scarf that was finally turned out, hiding his slender neck and face.

In the end, I chose a black fedora hat and hid my hair in the hat to try to look like a man.

After changing her clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, and gathered her coat.

It's not that she's hypocritical, but with Mufeichi's current status in Kyoto, any woman who approaches her has the potential to become someone else's target.

She didn't want to be a weakness that threatened him, and she didn't want to be implicated again for no reason.

She hasn't taken revenge, she hasn't collapsed the Han family, she hasn't let Han Yaotian Qiao Ximin survive and die, she hasn't let her mother get retribution, she can't just die!

People who have died once, in the matter of life and death, she has no way out!

After changing her clothes and coming out, the housekeeper was startled by her black body!

"Ouch, Miss Yun, what are you...... What are you going to do? ”

The housekeeper looked at her in a man's outfit with a shocked face, and raised his eyes to look at Mu Feichi, who came down the stairs, also dressed in black.

However, he is used to his young master wearing black, and the clothes in his wardrobe are either black or green, or white and gray khaki, and they are not as colorful as the young master of the Jiang family.

These two are dressed so coincidentally, are they going to fight?

Yun Xi smiled and answered the housekeeper: "I'll go to the presidential palace with the young marshal." ”

As she spoke, she raised her eyes to look at the man who was walking towards her, like a person returning from the night with an awe-inspiring coldness.

A black tweed jacket with a large lapel, black trousers and boots, and the same scarf around his neck.

Perhaps because it has an innate noble atmosphere, the perfect and proud figure is even more outstanding and eye-catching under the appropriate clothes!

Compared with her disguised "tomboy", the man in front of her is like the pride of the sky who looks down on the world, and she is the embodiment of Dong Shi.

It's rare to dress so tacitly, Mu Feichi glanced her up and down, and had to admit that the "tomboy" in front of him was very heroic.

It's just that this black outfit is really not suitable for her.

He hadn't seen her wear black, the color was too dark, and when she wore it, it was like a layer of hell, lifeless.

"Ugly!" Mu Feichi commented lightly, turned around and walked out.

"......" evaluated so directly, and her unbeaten attitude is equivalent to indirectly affirming her disguise.

Yun Xi pulled his legs and chased after him, and at the door of the Mu Mansion, Qi Yuan changed into a black high-end off-road vehicle, which was twice as big as usual.

Yun Xi couldn't help but take a few more looks, this car is estimated to have been modified, and the window glass looks different in color.

In this era, there is not as domineering ultra-luxury armored off-road vehicle as the popular Knight XV, but this customized version of the car in front of you should not be underestimated.

When Qi Yuan saw her, he couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but smile: "Miss Yun is really special today!" ”

Hearing the voice, in the passenger seat, Feng Rui lowered the window and glanced at Yun Xi, his eyes lit up, and he really couldn't hold back the idea of ridiculing.

"Yo, where did this little white face come from!"

When he said this, Feng Rui glanced at Mu Feichi, and began to dig a pit for Mu Shaoshuai without fear of death.

"Young marshal, did you really take her out? If you look back and are accidentally photographed by the media, you will definitely say that you don't like women, young marshal, and you like to raise a little white face! ”

Opening the car door, Mu Feichi turned his head and glanced at Feng Rui coldly, and the look was cold.

"Which militaristic constitution says that I can't raise a little white face?!"

"Uh...... Then you have to go home and discuss with your third uncle to change the constitution of the militaristic state next year and make up for this article! ”

"Shut up!" Qi Yuan slapped Feng Rui's forehead, pushed his poked head back, and glared at him!

It's really in response to that sentence, IQ is a hard injury!