Soon Su Ningxin and Shuangbai changed their clothes, Shuangbai was so excited that she almost jumped up.
Su Ningxin told Shuanghua, "Watch the little maids preparing the medicine and don't let them be lazy."
"Don't worry, they won't dare to be lazy with Nanny Lin watching," Shuanghua replied as she arranged Su Ningxin's clothes.
Tinghua Xiaozhu is now boiling medicine all day long, and the smell of the medicine makes the servants avoid Tinghua Xiaozhu.
Otherwise, how would anyone know that the master here is seriously ill
Su Ningxin changed her clothes, changed her appearance, had her Adam's apple patched, and raised the height of her shoes. She was very confident in her disguise, and there were only a handful of people who could tell that she was disguised.
Thinking of the disguise, Su Ningxin couldn't help but think of the nephew of Mrs. Lu's family at the ceremony. She didn't know his identity. There were very few simple characters who could disguise themselves.
But no matter who he was, Su Ningxin wasn't afraid. With that person's level, even if the two of them met, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was disguised.
Walking on the street, Su Ningxin looked around with interest. The architectural style here was tough, not as refined as the capital, but it still had a unique flavor.
"Shuangbai, where do you think we should go to play?" Su Ningxin shook the folding fan in her hand and turned her head to ask Shuangbai, who was dressed up.
Shuangbai thought for a moment, then shook his head, "Shuangbai doesn't know where he is going, and the young master doesn't have any familiar friends in Xingyuan Mansion."
Before entering the palace, Shuangbai was used to dressing up as a man when he was around her, so she had no sense of violation in changing her words.
Su Ningxin used to run out a lot, but later it became very troublesome to go out after entering the palace. Moreover, she was too busy with palace affairs, let alone going out to have fun.
Now I arrived at the market all of a sudden, and I didn’t even know where I was going.
After thinking for a moment, Su Ningxin finally made her decision, "Let's find a teahouse to listen to stories."
In Daqi, only slightly larger towns have teahouses, and teahouses often have storytellers or singers. If you don’t know much about Xingyuan Prefecture, listening to books is a good choice.
Moreover, the teahouse is a very well-informed place. You can get an idea of the places to visit in Xingyuan Mansion from the teahouse.
"But Mr. Fu Che showed no signs of confusion when facing dozens of bandits. He held the Qingxiao Sword in his hand so that only afterimages could be seen. A moment later..."
The white-bearded old man on the stage was talking with great joy, and Chu Jihan, who was eating peanuts in the audience, was also watching with gusto.
There were two masters and servants sitting on the empty table next to them. The master said, "This is it." His voice was a very clear boyish voice. Chu Jihan glanced at them casually and didn't care.
But the next moment he heard, "What a coincidence, we met again. Is this man disguised like this? Is he pretending to be Mrs. Lu's nephew, or is he actually Mrs. Lu's nephew but he thinks he is too ugly so he disguises himself?"]
He was talking about himself. It took Chu Jihan a moment to understand the relationship. He was so angry that he wanted to overturn the table in front of him. Is his disguise skills really so bad? It was obvious at a glance.
This is the second time. He has encountered this kind of thing before in Daming Mansion or the capital. Why did he keep turning over when he arrived at Xingyuan Mansion? Is Xingyuan Mansion really so crouching tiger, hidden dragon
But thinking that the peanuts on the table were quite delicious, Chu Jihan suppressed the urge to lift the table.
When he heard that the voice belonged to the young master at the table next to him, Chu Jihan turned around and wanted to intimidate him with his eyes, but instead of looking directly at Su Ningxin.
[Ouch, ouch, it looks even uglier up close!]
Chu Jihan: "..."
Chu Jihan couldn't help but cursed, a very dirty word.
Wait a moment, Chu Jihan suddenly realized that the young master had not spoken just now.
Glancing at the Chang Sui beside him, he didn't react at all. He just looked at himself strangely, but he didn't hear anything.
In order to confirm his conjecture, Chu Jihan stared at a point with his eyes, making himself cross-eyed.
Sure enough, I heard the thoughts in the hearts of those who looked at each other again,
[day! What a weird thing this is!]
The young master turned his head and looked away while thinking.
Chu Jihan was also shocked. Oh my god, his mind-reading skills are back!
(End of chapter)