Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 30 Attacking the Enemy Emperor
The wind in the middle of the night is cold, even if there is light, the moonlight has no warmth.

The scenery tightened her neckline, the street was no longer as bustling as it was during the day, but was empty, she quietly followed behind him, the cold air made her not thinking about whether a ghost would suddenly float out.

He said that he would leave before others found out that the shopkeeper was missing. Feng Feng knew that because of his status, it was not appropriate to attract attention now. After she yelled several times, they finally stopped in a jewelry store.

The shop door was closed, and she looked up at him, not understanding what he was going to do.

He knocked on the door three times, and after a while there was a dissatisfied voice from inside, and the door opened, "Who's knocking on the door for nothing? It's midnight. If you don't buy my things, I won't...ah!"

A sword hit his face, and the middle-aged man took several steps back.

Seeing the man beside him walking in with a smile, Feng Guang said, "It's you, me, and I don't buy anything."

"Master, master... master!" The person who was not standing still knelt directly on the ground this time.

The man turned his head, "Miss Xia, aren't you coming in?"

"..." The cold wind outside was uncomfortable, so she chose to walk in.

The middle-aged man glanced at the scenery, "Master... this?"

"Ten thousand, ten thousand, find two rooms."

Knowing that this is something that should not be asked, Wan Wanwan hurriedly nodded, "Yes, master, please come down with me."

Feng Jing followed behind the man, tugged at the hem of his clothes, he lowered his head, and she asked, "What's your name?"

The small voice was as soft as a little white rabbit.

His voice almost whispered, "The snow is dark."

"Snow darkness..."

The two words came out of her mouth lightly and gracefully, and he didn't know what to think of. For the first time, he showed an almost real smile, "I allow you to call me that."

She seemed to have received some kind of gift.

Feng Jing bowed her head and said nothing, quietly entered the room that Qian Wan had arranged for her.

After the door was closed, Qianwan asked for instructions: "Master, this is Miss Dawei Guoxiangfu, do you need to prepare blood poppies?"

"Don't be troublesome." The corners of his lips were raised, with a hint of cruelty that could not be easily detected, "She can't escape."

The next day was sunny and good weather, and she didn't get up until mid-sun, and no one bothered her, and Xiaoluxiaozi was away, so she had to rely on herself to dress up, not to mention that she was now asked to dress up as a man. It's even easier. After packing up everything and going out, I saw a maid standing at the door. She was holding a set of women's clothing, and she seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Miss, the young master ordered you to wear this set of clothes."

"Ah?" Didn't you tell her to wear men's clothes?
Knowing what she was thinking, the maid said: "Young master said that a woman who disguises herself as a man is more likely to attract others' attention, and..." She glanced at the scenery from head to toe, and lowered her head: "Girls are not suitable either. Pretend to be a man."

She has a slender figure, and her skin is like creamy fat. The places on her body that should be convex are convex, and the places that should be upturned are upturned. It can be said that she is petite and exquisite. Letting this kind of woman pretend to be a man is the most reckless and least successful way.

Feng Jing naturally understood the meaning of the maid's words, she blushed, took the clothes, and whispered thank you before retreating into the room.

The girl was stunned.

But after a while, the door opened again, and a head stretched out, "Well, I don't know how to comb my hair..."

The servant girl smiled, "Let the servant help the young lady."

(End of this chapter)