In the forest that Nan Wanwan was looking forward to, Zhou Ruoqian in the pavilion had stopped breathing.

The desire was vented, and his reason and emotions came back little by little.

I wanted to pull out the handkerchief in my arms and wipe the shameful liquid from my hands. Zhou Ruoqian found that the veil that was regarded as a treasure could not be found at all.

He hurriedly stood up, trying to find it.

As soon as he got up, he stepped on the long skirt on his body, and after a fetter and a stumble, Zhou Ruoqian completely remembered that he was now wearing a woman's skirt.

How did he wear a woman's dress.

Zhou Ruoqian looked down at his side, and his eyes fell on the scroll unfolding at his feet.

The beauty on the scroll sat on the edge of the bed, her hair hanging slightly from her sideburns to her shoulders, her ten fingers slender and white, and her eyebrows were better than Xizi.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the little red lips of the beautiful woman in the painting.

Before his hand touched the scroll, Zhou Ruoqian immediately retracted. He hurriedly wiped his hand on his clothes, completely wiped the liquid of his own desires, and then went to touch the scroll again.

It turns out that what Fang Cai saw was not an illusion. He really saw the person who haunted him.

No, it's a picture scroll of your sweetheart.

It's just that who put this scroll to his side?

Zhou Ruoqian couldn't help but look at the side of the scroll again. An extraordinarily chic step slammed into his sight.

This step shake style is unique and memorable.

The first sight in the temple that day, and then the three smiles on the way reappeared vividly in Zhou Ruoqian's mind.

Could it be, she has been?

Zhou Ruoqian hurriedly opened the scroll he had carefully rolled up again, and looked at the bun of the person in the painting.

Exactly the same step shake!

It's really her!

She saw herself, what did she see?

Is she intentional or unintentional about herself?

Zhou Ruoqian's heart was beating fast.

Inside the forest, Nan Huaixin looked at Zhou Ruoqian's actions in the pavilion, and felt a little clear in his heart.

He asked Su Zhaoning: "Are you trying to misunderstand him, is it Miss Su San?" ”

Su Zhaoning remembered Su Zhenyi's calculation of herself, and then heard Nan Huaixin say this, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved in her heart.

She said a little sourly: "Master Hou misunderstood, it was the third sister who was calculating me from the beginning." With my appearance, how could it be possible for the son of the Zhou family to haunt his dreams? ”

Nan Huaixin heard Su Zhaoning's grievances, so he softened his voice and explained to her: "I didn't misunderstand you. I've always believed in you. ”

Such straightforward words made Su Zhaoning raise his head suddenly.

Her astonishment fell into the watery depths of her eyes.

"It's good that you use the way of others to heal others." Nan Huaixin analyzed for Su Zhaoning, "But you don't know Zhou Ruoqian. ”

"Before Zhou Ruoqian got sick, he was also a gentleman. Not only is the appearance beautiful, but the demeanor is also beautiful. Nan Huaixin saw that Su Zhaoning still had some doubts in her eyes, so he explained her doubts more bluntly, "So, if it's just like this, Miss Su San can still get out." If she insists on not marrying, Zhou Ruoqian will regress. ”

Compared with Nan Wanwan, Nan Huaixin and Su Zhaoning get along more often. Therefore, he knows better and knows better what a thoughtful and intelligent person Su Zhaoning is.

Such a smart person was completely confused about the situation he said, and it can be seen that he had never paid attention to this Zhou Ruoqian, who was once comparable to Chen Tianyang in appearance.

Nan Huaixin suddenly felt in a good mood.

He glanced at Su Zhaoning with a smile and told her, "You are waiting for me here." ”

After speaking, Nan Huaixin walked straight to the pavilion.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhou Ruoqian, who was now very inferior, immediately looked around vigilantly looking for his power.

couldn't find Mi Li, and Zhou Ruoqian remembered again that he was wearing a women's skirt now.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to bury himself underground.

"It's okay, it's Benhou." Nan Huaixin looked at Zhou Ruoqian, who had no choice but to bury his face in his knees.

Hearing this self-title, Zhou Ruoqian had to raise his head if he didn't look up.

His face, disfigured by measles, was exposed in front of Nan Huaixin.

His face was full of potholes, and his cheeks were a sickly crimson.

"Zhou is rude, please forgive Master Hou." Zhou Ruoqian shrunk himself even smaller, and only felt that he wanted to die.

A man wearing a woman's skirt was seen by other men, and he probably never had a reputation again.

No, he has long since lost his reputation.

"Men don't have to be color-heavy." Nan Huaixin is sincere. If it weren't for Zhou Ruoqian's good looks in the past, I don't think he would be so angry now.

But the more people who have it, the more difficult it is to let go. Zhou Ruoqian obviously didn't listen to this kind of persuasion.

Nan Huaixin no longer wasted effort, but directly cut to the topic and reminded Zhou Ruoqian: "Ben Hou came over, just to remind you, if you don't have your external appearance, don't even lose all your inner thoughts." ”

Zhou Ruoqian was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Nan Huaixin in surprise and surprise.

Could it be that the Hou Ye knows what happened to him today? Isn't that it?

Nan Huaixin saw the change in Zhou Ruoqian's gaze, and he couldn't help but look away. Zhou Ruoqian felt that it was embarrassing for others to see self-desecration, and Nan Huaixin felt that it was also embarrassing to see men blasphemy.

He would never admit it.

Nan Huaixin said: "Ben Hou felt very strange when he saw Su San from the Chang'an Hou Mansion personally give a maid a cup of tea, and then he saw that the cup of tea came to you, and it was even more strange." ”

"I thought you were a beautiful woman and had an appointment, so Ben Hou deliberately avoided it. I don't want to go through here again, you don't seem to have a good date. Nan Huaixin firmly stated that he had absolutely not seen anything about his talents.

Zhou Ruoqian also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, being seen by a man blaspheming himself is simply indescribable.

However, Miss Su San? Is it the sister of the second girl Su he likes?

"Thank you, Master Hou. Zhou was also a little puzzled, why this is the case today. Let Hou Ye smile. Zhou Ruoqian replied with his hand, he really can't go out with this clothes now, so he can only trouble Nan Huaixin to ask for help, "Can you ask Master Hou to let the guards lend me a set of clothes?" Zhou really can't see people now. ”

"It doesn't matter." Nan Huaixin snapped his fingers, and a secret guard appeared beside him.

"Take off your coat and give it to Zhou Gongzi." Nan Huaixin commanded.

The Dark Guard neatly undressed the outside.

After taking off his coat, the dark guard stood beside Nan Huaixin in a black undershirt, waiting for the next order.

Do you want to continue to take it off?

Of course, Zhou Ruoqian hoped that the secret guards would lend him a full set of clothes, after all, their secret guards were hiding anyway, and others couldn't see them.

He looked at Nan Huaixin expectantly.

The Dark Guard struggled to await his master's next command.

"Alright, you can step aside." Nan Huaixin ignored Zhou Ruoqian's request. Of course he won't let the dark guard continue to undress, who knows if the second girl Su is looking at this side curiously.

The dark guard only breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, extremely grateful for his master's kindness, and then quickly disappeared to Nan Huaixin's side.

Zhou Ruoqian hurriedly stood up and put his coat on the outside of the woman's skirt.

It's not that he doesn't want to take off this shameful woman's clothes, but he doesn't know why this Su San girl is so vicious, and she doesn't leave a shirt for herself at all!

When changing clothes, Zhou Ruoqian had to put down the extremely cherished painting scroll and step shake in his hand.

Nan Huaixin seemed to pick up the scroll very casually, unfolded it slowly, and then asked: "Why is this 'couch embroidery map' in the hands of Zhou Gongzi, it seems that you and Miss Su San are indeed acquainted." ”

"Embroidery on the couch?" When Su Jinxuan painted Su Zhenyi, Zhou Ruoqian was sick. When the picture came out, Zhou Ruoqian also closed the door because of his disfigurement.

So in fact, he hadn't seen this embroidery picture on the couch that made Su Zhenyi perfect and affectionate.

"This painting is painted by Su Jinxuan, the second son of the Marquis of Chang'an, and his sister embroidered the scene for his illness." Nan Huaixin commented very kindly, "Su Jinxuan's own sister, that is, the third girl Su Hou saw before. ”

"Why, Zhou Gongzi has never seen the person in this painting?" Nan Huaixin asked wickedly, "It turns out that you don't know Miss Su San?" ”

"Zhou has seen the person in this painting, but Zhou doesn't know Miss Su San." Zhou Ruoqian himself was dizzy, and he couldn't help but ask frankly, "Isn't it Su Zhaoning, the second girl of Su, in this painting?" ”

Sitting on Su Zhaoning's calculations, an indescribable anger surged up in Nan Huai's confidence. He replied coldly: "Zhou Gongzi has not seen Miss Su Er and Miss Su San, but the rest have seen many people. If you take this painting and ask someone at random, you can know that the painting is the real Su Zhenyi, the third girl of Su. ”

After finishing speaking, Nan Huaixin didn't want to look at Zhou Ruoqian, who was stupidly being used, so he flicked his sleeves and walked out of the pavilion.

After leaving the pavilion, he thought of something again, and called the secret guard to come out and order: "When Gongzi Zhou returns to Shangshu Mansion next year, let his carriage break down, and everyone will watch Gongzi Zhou's current situation." ”

To completely restrain Miss Su San, it is not enough to rely on a soft-hearted Zhou Ruoqian. The lady who has a prominent family and a pungent temperament is the most suitable.

The second son, who was already worried and longing, was made fun of in front of everyone, would Mrs. Zhou not inquire about the reason?

Evidence, witnesses, such things, Nan Huaixin will send them all to her without hesitation.

In less than a day, the second son of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Rites, Zhou Ruoqian, wore a woman's clothes and returned home, and the news spread throughout the capital.

Even the queens in the palace know it.

Because Zhou Ruoqian's mother is a sister in the palace, the queen specially recruited the concubine to ask about it.

Ya Concubine has a Yazi title, that is, she is extraordinarily knowledgeable, gentle and elegant.

The queen's sentence "Your nephew is very Yaxing" was so dry that the concubine's eyes were red on the spot.

When she returned to her palace, Concubine Ya immediately sent someone to ask her sister about it.

And the lady of the Ministry of Rites, Mrs. Bai, was also angry in the Shangshu Mansion.

"Ridiculous! Daring! Shameless! Hateful! Bai scolded several times before he took a breath.