Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 426 [Shallow Shallow War] Temperament Small Beard
Qian Xia was afraid of taking a boat, Dugu Shang didn't ask her, and directly prepared a carriage, walking on land, the speed was slower, but it was much safer than in water.

In order to facilitate walking, they dressed up as businessmen.

Dugu Shang took off his mask, but his handsome face was matched with a dark golden robe that looked like a nouveau riche, even if he would be recognized by the royal family.

But at least the iconic mask of Duqingcheng is gone.

He could recruit Feng Feiyan, but he couldn't recruit people from the Crescent Moon Sect, Qinglong Sect, or other sects.

No matter what, he must protect her.

Qian Xia made fun of his outfit for a long time, but in fact he was dressed like this, with a hat on his head, it was still difficult to hide his temperament, except that it was a little out of place.

And she herself also dressed up as a little book boy, carrying a huge bookcase behind her back, just covering Zhao Lujian.

When the door was opened, Dugu Shang was leaning outside the door waiting for her.

"Is it heavy?" He glanced at the wooden box behind her and asked.

"How can it be heavy if it's empty? Young master, you don't look like a businessman at all. Come, come, let me do your makeup for you."

She pulled him in with a smile, but there was a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"What kind of makeup?" He let her pull in, but raised his eyebrows and asked.

Qian Xia didn't answer, took the eyebrow pencil from the dressing box and greeted him, "Don't move around."

Dugu Shang only felt a coldness in his nose, she smiled and pushed him to the mirror, "How about it, is it a little more like a boss?"

She said with a sense of accomplishment.

Dugu Shang looked at the two similar mustaches, and felt his eyelids twitch twice.

He sighed: "Do you want this?"

"Yeah, that's it, let's go."

She stretched out her hand and pulled him out of the room again, thinking of something, she quickly let go of his hand, "My lord, please."

Seeing his somewhat stiff face, she couldn't help snickering, the stunning young master was ruined by her as a little profiteer.

When they came to the carriage at the back door of the inn, all the subordinates showed dumbfounded expressions.

Even Hua Li's wooden face with a paralyzed face was moved.

(End of this chapter)