Shangguan Li exchanged the clothes on the two of them, and easily transformed his appearance into the appearance of this palace maid.

Although it is not as realistic as people, skins, faces, and masks, if you just glance at it in a hurry, you can imagine it seven or eight points.

After she did this, she hid the fainting palace maid.

"You're going to sleep here for a while."

She picked up the big book and umbrella and walked out.

I heard the palace maid just now say that she was going to see some Hidden Dust Master. Although Shangguan Li has never heard of the name Yinchen, the one who can be called a master at this time must be that one.

Finding the direction in which the palace maid had just advanced, Shangguan Li strode over.

Although she could see the general direction from the palace maid's behavior, it was her first time after all, and she didn't know where the Hidden Dust Master was.

But if you ask someone directly, it is too ostentatious and too easy to expose.

She frowned, and just when she hesitated, another delicate-looking woman suddenly ran over in front of her, and she should be an embroiderer.

As soon as he saw her, he immediately grabbed her hand.

"Oh, you're still grinding here, the master is in a hurry, come on!"

Shangguan Li hooked the corners of his mouth, he really stepped on the iron shoes and found nowhere to go.

She lowered her head and let the embroidery girl pull herself into the largest building of the Weaving Bureau.

As soon as you walk in, the first thing is that it seems to be overwhelming, hanging in the air, and countless embroiderers and palace maids are busy in it.

But it's not noisy, it's quite orderly.

It seems that Shangyi here is still capable.

As soon as Shangguan Li stopped and took a look, he was scolded by the embroidery girl beside him.

"Oh, look! Look at being scolded by the master again, you just wait to be sent by Shangyi to wash the raccoon yarn! ”

In the weaving bureau, the embroidery girl who can do manual work and make clothes herself is the one who really has status. Now the people who are drying the yarn are just hands-on, and they have to do all the dirty work.

Shangguan Lixin said, is this called Fubai or a different one?

While thinking about it, she had been taken to the second floor.

The second floor is deserted compared to the first floor, with a large screen painted with a picture of Roselle lying in the center. The people behind the screen and the things Shangguan Li can't see, but the three women on this side of the screen know that they are different from ordinary embroidered palace maids.

"Fubai, you're here, let you take something for so long!"

The one on the left is wearing the same clothes as Shangguan Li. The eyebrows and eyes are a little gorgeous, and they look much brighter than the two around her.

But Shangguan Li didn't like this person at first sight.

Her domineering eyes were just like Shangguan Yue.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and take the book in!"

Shangguan Li frowned, although he wanted to say a few words, but he is now borrowing the shell of someone else, and it will be wrong to say more, in case it is exposed.

So she pretended not to hear, and went to the other side of the screen with the book.

As soon as he took a step, he was pulled by the embroidery girl beside him.

"Shang Yi, Fubai just happened to have time to help the lark, this hundred flowers map was originally the task of the lark, and now the lark is here, why do you want to send it in?"

"Willow stop, what do you mean!"

The embroidery girl of Shangguan Yue, who had a similar temperament just now, said angrily as if someone had stepped on her tail.

Shangguan Li felt the force gripping his arm tighten.

Liu stopped but didn't look at her, still at the man standing in the middle.

"Shangyi, what do you say?"

Shang Yi looks like he is in his thirties, and there are already a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he is a little kind when he sees people. At first glance, he is a good talker.

Shangguan Li felt that it was probably because of this that the person named Liu Zhuzhu next to him dared to talk like this in the hierarchical palace.

Shang Yi looked a little embarrassed and looked at the person on his right.

"Skylark, it seems like this, or you ......"

"Shang Yi—"

The lark grabbed the sleeve of Shangyi's coat and lengthened the tone.

"Even if this matter was mine at the beginning, but since Fubai has helped, I have to help to the end. And now she's late, why should I take the blame for her? ”

Shang Yi hesitated.

"It seems to be the same thing......

"Shangyi!"

Liu stopped to say something, and the man standing on the right suddenly spoke.

She has an ordinary appearance, her voice is a little low, and she doesn't have any sense of existence.

"What's the end of any further delay, you don't need me to remind you, do you?"

Liu stopped as if he was more afraid of her than Shangyi, opened his mouth, and just glanced at Shangguan Li worriedly.

"Shangyi, let Fubai go."

The embroidery lady said flatly.

"Making clothes is the same as being a person, you have to have a beginning and an end."

Shang Yi nodded.

"Okay, Fubai, go quickly, don't let the master wait in a hurry."

Shangguan Li watched this scene with cold eyes and felt that what he said was really right: where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

"Floating."

Liu stopped and pulled her hand, and seeing that she was still with her head down, she couldn't help but be more worried.

Shangguan Li felt that if he didn't say anything, he would probably have to show his stuffing. After thinking about it, she shook Liu's hand back and said softly.

"I'm fine."

"Let's go!"

The lark was hunched at the waist, with a look of schadenfreude.

Shangguan Li couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart, wasn't he just giving away a book? How do you look at these people, as if they are going to jump into a fire pit.

She didn't stop walking, and without even looking at the lark, she staggered past her and walked behind the screen.

Behind the screen is a door with light, and there are faint people walking around, but no sound can be heard.

Shangguan Li was about to reach out and push the door open, when suddenly, a second before she began to exert force, the door was opened from the inside.

A shadow fell.

When she looked up, she saw a rather "thrilling" face.

This man has a pale complexion, a long hair that has not been taken care of in the slightest, so he let it be draped, blocking most of his facial features, and the only thing that is revealed is a thick black blue under his eyes.

The corners of Shangguan Li's eyes jumped.

Of course she knew that such a big living person walked to the door, but she really didn't expect this "respectful" look.

"You're a whole stick of incense late!"

The voice was a little hoarse and deep, as if it carried the anger of the storm.

Shangguan Li said calmly.

"I'm late, but I can help you, Master."

"Oh?"

Gu Yin looked at this little embroidery girl who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, and laughed angrily.

"Do you know what can help me?"