Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 877 Dressing
"Thank you, Mr. Ming." Su Fangfei said.

Ming Yuxi coughed lightly, and said in a warm and jade-like way, "For the tiger the emperor hunted, the princess just thanked the emperor, and I don't need it."

Su Fangfei raised her eyes quickly again, and called coquettishly, "Your Majesty."

Yun Zhuohua raised one hand and stopped her voice, "Okay, after the leather is packed, let them send it to you."

"Pei Yuan, I will leave this matter to you."

Pei Yuan responded and remembered it in his heart.

Many people ran out from the forest, Yun Zhuohua naturally had to ignore them, she ordered Pei Yuan to comfort everyone.

And the soldiers guarding the surrounding area will do a good job of defense, and some of the imperial troops brought along will be left behind to protect everyone, and then they turn around and leave.

After finishing all this work, before Yun Zhuohua entered the room and closed the door, he saw Cangyu waiting inside.

"I want to change clothes, you go out quickly." Yun Zhuohua said with a smile.

Cangyu shook her head very firmly, "No, if someone comes to attack you at this time, the girl who is guarding outside will definitely not be able to resist."

"I'm guarding you!"

When Cangyu thought of the situation just now, she felt very scared.

If he hadn't gone to find Yun Zhuohua, if Ming Yuxi hadn't come over in the end.

Cangyu really couldn't imagine what terrible things would happen.

Cang Yuzhi knew that it was not so easy to take the position of the emperor of a country, but he never thought that Yun Zhuohua needed to be so vigilant all the time.

There are so many people who want her life.

Cangyu was glad that she had prepared so many soups for Yun Zhuohua to protect herself.

He only hated that Yun Zhuohua's kung fu has not fully recovered.

"Isn't there still a forbidden army outside? This is not a mountain forest. How could someone attack me so openly?"

Yun Zhuohua stood in front of the wardrobe, opened the door, took out a set of clothes, and spread them out on the bed.

She glanced back at Cangyu, "If you really don't go away, I have to change clothes."

"The clothes smell really bad when you wear them."

Yun Zhuohua took a closer look at Cangyu, only to find that Cangyu's clothes had already been changed into another set.

His speed is fast, no wonder he can stay as he pleases now.

Cang Yu smiled and leaned towards Yun Zhuohua's side, sniffing against Yun Zhuohua's ear, "My lady changed clothes, why did you leave because of your husband?"

"My husband is free today, and I can change clothes for my wife."

When Cangyu said this, she glanced at the clean clothes on the bed from the corner of her eyes, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

He lowered and raised his long eyelashes, sweeping across Yun Zhuohua's delicate back, causing Yun Zhuohua to take a step back unconsciously.

"Dengtuzi!" Yun Zhuohua scolded.

Cangyu's face collapsed in an instant, and he pursed his mouth and said, "The lady actually despises her husband so much, alas, my husband's heart hurts so much."

After speaking, Cangyu turned around.

With his hands behind his back, he stared at a picture of a mountain dwelling hanging on the wall, fascinated.

In this picture, you can already see the usual style of painting Saint Du Yan just by looking at the gestures of starting and ending.

Cangyu went two more steps, and only after looking at the inscription did he realize that this picture was made a few years ago.

Du Yan's calligraphy and paintings are rarely seen in the city, and even rarer in recent years.

Southern Wu is not expensive, it is a rich and prosperous country, and such priceless things can be collected.

(End of this chapter)