Qin Shousheng seemed to be afraid of being reproached by Qin Qingxuan for his incompetence, so it took a day to pack the finished clothes box by box and carry them to the mansion arranged by Qin Qingxuan for Zhuge Aoshuang.

The mansion where Zhuge Aoshuang lives is called 'Qingjin Pavilion', which is very elegant, a corridor in five steps, a pavilion in ten steps, and all kinds of decorations are also exquisite, beautiful.

She was the only one living inside, but secretly there were soldiers guarding the mansion inside and outside.

With such a garrison, Qin Qingxuan said that he was protecting her, but she felt that it was no different from spying on her. If it weren't for the fact that she could walk freely every day, and that the guards and others completely obeyed her orders, she would have left without saying a word.

Qin Shousheng picked up ninety-nine red carved boxes, and brought a variety of clothes and dresses. Such as peddlers, pawns, sons and brothers of famous families, guards, and so on.

It can be said that there are all kinds of styles, and the color of this satin is also changing.

Zhuge Aoshuang swept slightly, looked at Qin Shousheng's flattering eyes, and nodded: "Well, it's okay, you can go back first." ”

Qin Shousheng grinned: "Hey, hey, hey...... Miss Nine, do you want to talk to my father-in-law for me...... This one...... That one...... That thing really has nothing to do with me... Really..."

He was still talking vigorously, and Zhuge Aoshuang had already walked towards the inner room. Qin Shousheng looked at Zhuge Aoshuang's back with a shy face, and took people away pitifully.

Zhuge Aoshuang walked to the back room screen, casually changed into a set of light blue gold-inlaid cardigan robes, tied up a green silk, tied a crown, and then fixed the two ends with a silver-white hairpin.

After dressing up, she walked to the bronze mirror and looked at the moment, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then shook her head: "No, it's not quite like it." ”

She looked at her gentle little face in the mirror, her skin was slightly pale, her lips were not dotted but red, everything else was fine, but there was a little less youthful heroism.

This dress, if the old bustard of the Qinglou sees it, he will definitely know that she is a woman dressed as a man.

Inappropriate.

Thinking about it, she stood up and stepped out of the door of her house.

"Lord, where are you going? The small ones will give you horses. As soon as she arrived at the door, a white shadow flashed by the door of the originally empty and unguarded mansion and knelt at her feet.

"Go to the best green house here." Zhuge Aoshuang's eyes did not rise, but his voice was as cold as ice.

"Yes." The speed of the dark guard was very fast, and in about a few blinks, a cyan carriage appeared in Zhuge Aoshuang's sight.

With such a fast speed, Zhuge Aoshuang couldn't help but think: Could it be that these people already knew that she was going out, so they prepared the carriage early? Or are these people preparing carriages for her every day?

For these two points, Zhuge Aoshuang is more inclined to the latter.

At the same time, Qin Qingxuan, who was reviewing the recital in the imperial study of the palace, heard the report of the secret guard, and the tip of his pen paused slightly, and said, "She went to the Qinglou?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Qin Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, lifted the pen again and hooked half on the unfolded fold, but the tip of the pen quickly paused.

He sighed softly, rested the brush on the inkstone, flicked the hem of his clothes, and stood up.

The cyan carriage carried Zhuge Aoshuang all the way and stopped at the gate of the most famous green building in the Qin State, the 'Hundred Flowers Building'.

Baihualou, as the name suggests. The place with the most flowers, that is, the most women.

Coming out of the carriage, Zhuge Aoshuang's face was covered with a rose-pink silk handkerchief. The rich peony fragrance also burrowed into her nose, making her face slightly ugly.

"Oops~~Childe~~Please ~~~"

"Oh~~~~~ Uncle ~~~~ Don't forget to come to see the slave next time~~~ The slave is waiting for you~~~"

Zhuge Aoshuang raised his eyes and swept around. In front of the eyes, the scantily dressed, scratching their heads and postures of the women were lying on the pole of the three-story small building one by one, waving silk handkerchiefs at the men who came and went, throwing winks indiscriminately.

A coquettish shout, a coquettish soft voice spit out of their mouths, hooking the souls of many men.

Qinglou, throughout the ages, how many literati and, self-proclaimed clear streams, are also frequent visitors here?

And once a woman falls into it by mistake, she can't get out of it.

Zhuge Aoshuang shook his head, blocked the silk on his face with a fan painted with plum blossoms on his hand, and deliberately walked in by several women half-hooked and half-supported by several women.

Helped into a room by five or six enchanting women, Zhuge Aoshuang was surrounded by these women on the couch, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Let your mother come in." ”

"Master~~~" A woman stretched out a pair of hands from men who didn't know how many times she had touched Zhuge Aoshuang's neck, and then shouted coquettishly.

"Presumptuous!" Zhuge Aoshuang used the folding fan to block the woman's hand reaching out to him, and looked at them coldly.

The lofty momentum in her voice suddenly shocked the five or six women present, causing them to step aside in panic.

"I repeat, let your moms in."

"Yes!" Several women hurried out, and the door shook violently with a bang.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked at it, and the corners of his lips pursed.

None of these women were fuel-efficient lamps, and their actions were clearly trying to snatch the silver and other things she was carrying.

About a cup of tea, a half-aged dressed in a fancy fashion swaggered in, holding a big red feather fan in her hand.

"Oh~~~ Son, did you call the slave family to let the slave family serve you?" With a hoarse scream, it made Zhuge Aoshuang's cold hair stand up.

Zhuge Aoshuang glanced at her up and down, nodded, and said, "Take off naked and accompany my son for one night." ”

Hearing this, the bustard's face changed greatly, and he slapped the red feather fan heavily, and raised a few strands of broken hair fans on the bun upward. Finally coughed and said, "Alas, girl, don't joke with me, a half-old." If you have anything, just say, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you. ”

Zhuge Aoshuang raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, this old bustard has eyesight, and he can see that he is a woman at a glance.

"You just have to answer me a question, and it's all for you." Zhuge Aoshuang said as he took out three golden ingots from his sleeve and handed them to the old bustard.

The old bustard immediately smiled: "Ouch, girl, you say...... I must know everything! ”

Zhuge Aoshuang got up from the couch, sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea and handed it to the bustard, and said slowly: "Where do you see that I am a woman?" ”

The old bustard took the tea cup from Zhuge Aoshuang's hand and said with a smile: "Girl, the man looked at the girl in our building, and the eyes were full of green light!" Also, the appearance of a man is heroic, and he is ...... And your whole person is still weak between your eyebrows compared to a man. The most important point is that your shoulders are too narrow, girl, and your waist is even more slender. ”

Zhuge Aoshuang nodded, stood up, and said, "Thank you." ”

She continued to walk out with the eight masters' steps, and met all kinds of women along the way, and even those who wanted to bring up their red lips were separated by Zhuge Aoshuang with a folding fan.

But helplessly, Zhuge Aoshuang's men's clothes are more beautiful, there are too many women who come over, and when he is irritable, Zhuge Aoshuang can only take steps and walk quickly, but a Qinglou woman inadvertently touched the crown on her head, and a waterfall green silk instantly spilled on her shoulders.

Her white skin was like a freshly peeled egg, her big eyes flashed as if she could speak, and her small red lips and snow-white skin were even more distinct. Although she is standing, she gives people a different sense of dignity, which is completely different from the femininity in the Qinglou.

The literati and who were originally playing with beauties in their arms in the Qinglou, and the dignitaries and nobles looked at Zhuge Aoshuang almost at the same time.

The next moment, everyone's eyes flashed with a green light like seeing prey.

"Oops~~~Beauty~~~~Big Beauty~~~~"

"Girl~~ How much silver is a night? How much silver the uncle gives! Quick, let the uncle hug ~~~"

……

The shouting and shouting resounded throughout the hall of the Qinglou, and it aroused the jealous or joyful eyes of the women in the Qinglou everywhere.

When the old bustard saw it, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly laughed and said: "Oh~~~ Uncle, this girl is a newcomer to our Baihualou!" Today is her first time to see a guest, and I hope that all the masters will take pity on our young girl. ”

"Naturally! Hahaha...... That's natural...... Uncle is hurting the girl every year......"

As soon as the old bustard's voice fell, the men below laughed at the same time, salivating at Zhuge Aoshuang, who looked weak and lovely with green silk scattered on his shoulders.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked at it coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking arc.

Hmph, I even named her!

This old bustard can ruin a woman's good years at will for the sake of silver.

It seems that there should be a lot of women in this green building who have been poisoned by this old bustard!

The men in the hall got up one by one and rushed towards Zhuge Aoshuang's position.

Zhuge Aoshuang sneered, she knew that in the next second, the lives of these people would be lost.

She didn't move, just stood so confidently that everyone thought she had accepted her fate, and she didn't even bother to struggle anymore.

The next moment, what Zhuge Aoshuang expected happened.

All the people who pounced on her were all clicked in unison, maintaining the posture they pounced on, and the whole fell to the ground in various strange postures.

It's less than three feet away from her!

However, to Zhuge Aoshuang's surprise, the person who saved her, the person who lit the acupoint of the man who rushed towards her, was not a secret guard sent by Qin Qingxuan to secretly protect her, but a young man with half of his face covered with a golden mask and only a black bathrobe on his body.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked at his dress, frowning and thinking about this person's identity and the purpose of saving her.