A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Yeats was not used to facing Lord Shaoqing in women's clothing, and he didn't know why he was shy. He pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head and smiled, "Sir... where are we going?"

we……

The corners of Mr. Shaoqing's lips raised when he heard this: "You'll know when we get here."

"..." Yeats raised his head, still being mysterious.

Pei Shaoqing took her hand affectionately and held it in his palm. Yeats couldn't help but look at him sideways.

As night falls, in the dim light, he is tall, with cold white complexion and deep eyes. Viewed from the side, his outline is extremely clear and the arc is perfect. When looking ahead, he has a sense of dignity, indifference and alienation.

However, his hand wrapped her hand in his palm, dry and warm, dispelling her chill.

Traveling to the Wei Dynasty for nearly a year, Yeats seemed to have blended into this era, but only she knew that when she was in a daze, her heart was empty. She didn't know why God allowed her to travel to such an era. And why was she allowed to walk in the world as a man?

In confusion, her heart was often uneasy, but at this moment, her heart became calm and peaceful for no reason.

After leaving the embroidery workshop, the two of them did not let go of their hands.

While Bai Lang cautiously led the two of them into the carriage, he was so excited that he almost set them on fire with the blazing fire of gossip. He asked the coachman to drive forward steadily and quickly.

He ran to Mo Song's side, suppressing his excitement, and whispered: "Look... look, Ye Pingshi is dressing up as a woman again. God, you see, he is dressed exactly like a woman, no no... even better than a woman. pretty."

Mingzhu glanced at the dumb white guard, covered her mouth and snickered, then got on the carriage.

Bai Lang saw Erzhu snickering and ran over quickly, "You are women. Let's be honest. Is Ye Pingshi more beautiful than a woman?"

Mingzhu just smiled and said nothing.

Pearl couldn't bear to see him acting like a fool. Before getting in the car, she said leisurely, "Maybe Mr. Ye is actually a woman?"

"..."

Pearl's gentle words were like a big bomb thrown into the small pond of White Guards, and the White Guards exploded to pieces.

I am... I am a female... a woman...

The carriage moved forward, traveling faster and faster on the street, and was about to drive into the night.

Mo Song couldn't help but turned around and waved his arm: He's not leaving yet.

"..." Bai Lang finally came to his senses, got on his horse, and immediately caught up with Mo Song, "You..." he asked, suppressing his excitement, "Have you known this for a long time?"

Mo Song looked straight ahead.

Silence equals admission.

"￥@...when did you know?"

Mo Song glanced at him sideways, "With your ability to recognize people, if I leave the master to you, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble seventeen or eight times."

"..." Bai Lang was so angry that he was speechless.

God... It turns out that their father is not that. Thank God, so he can explain it to the eldest princess.

Mo Song glanced at him again: What do you want to explain?
"..." What do you mean by rolling your eyes? Could it be that... Master Fu Ma knew that Ye Pingshi had disguised herself as a man and went to Beijing to seek work?So the master knew from the beginning that Yeats was a woman?
Suddenly enlightened, Bai Lang looked like I finally understood everything.

Mo Song looked up to the sky and sighed, he didn't know this guy.

In the carriage, he was busy for two days and one night and didn't sleep much. Yeats leaned in Pei Shaoqing's arms and fell asleep after a while.

Pei Jingning smiled fondly, pulled up the blanket, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, looking at the sweet sleeping little woman.

Before he knew what it was like to be in love, his elders and peers who understood the affairs between men and women were whispering in his ears, saying what would happen if he found someone he liked... Before, he dismissed it, but now, he finally understood.

At this moment, even letting him see him like this for the rest of his life seemed not enough.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yeats was awakened by Mr. Shaoqing, “Zhizhi, we’re here.” Yeats opened his eyes, “Where are you?”

Pei Shaoqing smiled and reached out to hold her hand, "I'll know it soon."

After getting off the carriage, Mingzhu and Pearl quickly stepped forward to straighten Yeats's appearance and skirt.

Yeats looked at the brightly lit building. There was a large plaque hanging on the door - Star Reaching Pavilion.

"Didn't you come yesterday?" Yeats asked with a smile, "Are there any fireworks going off today?"

"of course."

Yeats frowned slightly, "Isn't this about business?" She lowered her head and looked at herself dressed as a woman. She had made up her mind to pursue a career in Dali Temple. What if someone recognized her as a woman?
Pei Jingning seemed to know what she was thinking. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "The Holy One already knows, what are you afraid of?"

"..." It seems so, but after thinking about it, I feel that something is wrong, "What if someone catches me as a woman and prevents me from handling the case in Dali Temple?"

Pei Jingning raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here." He was confident and sure.

Yeats blinked and suddenly smiled like a flower, "Then I have to hug Lord Shaoqing's thigh tightly."

Pei Jingning snorted: "I only know now."

"Of course I already knew it!"

The two of them flirted and flirted all the way into the Star Reaching Pavilion.

This was clearly a pair of handsome men and beautiful women. Why did his dog eyes look like a boy and a boy? Bai Lang followed behind, his expression changing, and his smile was uglier than crying.

Star Picking Pavilion is similar to a modern five-star hotel. It integrates eating, drinking and entertainment. It is simply a paradise for men.

Yeats was a little confused as to why Pei Jingning brought her here dressed as a woman.

When he reached the private room on the fourth floor, he pointed to a private room with curtains on the opposite side and said, "The King of Han is here to watch singing and dancing today."

Yeats had heard that King Han, the youngest son of the late Emperor, was raised by the Queen Mother. According to rumors, when the late Emperor passed away five years ago, the Queen Mother even asked King Han to inherit the throne. A group of literati wrote a letter saying, "The name is unfair." The trouble was suppressed.

After that, King Han traveled around the Wei Dynasty and rarely stayed in the capital. However, it is said that before the old queen mother proposed that King Han inherit the throne, he also traveled all over the country and rarely stayed in the capital.

"Isn't he the little emperor?" Yeats said this out of nowhere.

Pei Jingning was stunned for a moment, then corrected: "Little uncle."

Uh... It's all because of what her niece in her previous life always said in her ears: After rebirth, I will marry the villainous uncle, and the emperor will pursue his wife in the crematorium...

Yeats laughed and looked across, "I can't see anything behind the curtain."

Pei Jingning pulled up a chair and helped Yeats sit down, "Don't worry, Pingyang County Prince Zhao Wei is inviting guests today, he will definitely come."

"Is this the same Zhao Wei who set up a trap for me to solve the case in Yangzhou?"

"That's him." Pei Jingning curled his lips, "I haven't given you the 100 taels I bet yet."

"Do you know about the bet?" Yeats was so surprised that she had forgotten about it.

Pei Jingning sneered: "I don't know anything."

Uh...well, Master Shaoqing knows everything.

Yeats smiled and said, "Even if he comes, I have no chance to get back the 100 taels."

"Why?"

Yeats puffed his lips, "Tonight, I am the little lady Yeats."

It’s not Yeats who was the judge of Dali Temple.