I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 478
"Can't you tell? A man is disguised as a woman." Lin Chuqian replied without thinking, and put the men's clothes on herself with hands and feet.

A little roomy, but okay.

After changing his clothes, Lin Chuqian combed the man's hair in a bun, and chose a simple hairpin. Standing in front of the mirror, he saw that he was a handsome man.

Looking back, she found that Xiangguo was still in a daze, and quickly threw the rest of the men's suit on her.

"Hurry up and put it on, why are you standing there stupidly?"

"I...why do I have to change?" Xiangguo looked puzzled.

Lin Chuqian gave her a sideways look, frowned and said, "I'll take you to eat delicious food after changing."

have to.

As soon as these words came out, Xiangguo didn't have to think about anything else, she immediately changed her clothes, combed the servant's hair cleverly, raised her hands and said with a smile, "Let's go, young master."

Lin Chuqian climbed up the pole, took out a folding fan from the side, imitated Zhen Youxiu's appearance, snapped it open, and fanned it gently, not to mention how much he looked like a dude.

"Let's go!"

With a chuckle, Lin Chuqian took Xiangguo out of the house through the back door.

The two passed through the busy market all the way, rarely going out, brought enough money, and were full of curiosity about every stall on the street, lingering around for a while, and there were many things in their arms in a short while.

Most of them were for eating, and the two of them were tired from walking, so they found a teahouse and walked in.

The waiter led them to the private room on the second floor, where Lin Chuqian ordered some pastries and a pot of West Lake Longjing.

After taking a seat, looking down from the window sill on the second floor, you can still see someone singing in the lobby on the first floor.

Although Lin Chuqian doesn't know much about drama, it doesn't affect her cultivation of sentiment.

Soon, the tea and cakes were served.

Xiangguo was not polite at all. Sitting opposite Lin Chuqian, she began to eat pastries, and then poured two cups of tea.

Seeing her drinking heavily, Lin Chuqian couldn't help but feel disgusted and said, "Xiangguo, this is the best West Lake Dragon Well, why are you ruining it like this?"

"Isn't this tea just to quench your thirst?" Xiangguo smacked her mouth twice and said innocently, "It tastes no different from ordinary tea!"

Lin Chu smiled and shook his head, silently picked up the teacup and brought it up to his face and sniffed it lightly. The tea was fragrant, Xiao Min took a sip, it was sweet and mellow, with a long aftertaste.

Such good tea is a waste for Xiangguo to drink.

Seeing her enjoying the tea with an apologetic face, Xiangguo couldn't help but follow suit, wanting to smell it, and took a sip, but still didn't find anything special.

In the end, she simply didn't take it seriously, and her mouth was already dry after walking all the way, and after drinking several glasses of water without restraint, she was in the mood to start eating the exquisite pastries on the table.

Lin Chuqian has become accustomed to Xiangguo's greedy mouth. She twirled a small piece of pastry and sipped the tea slowly. In her ears was the sound of opera in Wen Nong's soft language. This situation made her feel very much.

I feel like an ancient literary youth!
"Well, miss, my stomach hurts, I'll go to the latrine first."

In this sentimental atmosphere, Xiangguo ran out clutching her stomach and brow sweating.

I thought it was because I ate too much and finally had a stomachache. I couldn't help rushing out in a moment of urgency, and I didn't even have time to close the door.

Lin Chuqian was disgusted again, and then thought it was funny.

There was no one around, so he could only bother himself, got up and closed the door.

He slowly got up and wanted to close the door, but when he reached the door, he casually glanced at the stairs, and saw Zhen Youxiu walking up the stairs.

Her heart tightened, she didn't want to say hello to him at all, she closed the door decisively, and when she realized it, she was already clinging to the door, as if she was afraid that Zhen Youxiu would snatch the door in.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, and Zhen Youxiu outside the door only heard the sound of the door closing, but did not notice her.

Zhen Youxiu was followed by two teenagers, and the three walked up to the second floor together, and walked slowly towards the private room.

Zhen Youxiu held his signature folding fan in his hand, and excitedly said to the two friends behind him: "Zi Jing, Chang Sheng, what I said to you two just now is true, and the second lady of General Lin's family , is not only beautiful like a fairy, but also extremely intelligent, this king has been an idiot for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful woman."

The men behind him were Li Zijing and He Changsheng, the eldest sons of Qinyuanhou's Mansion. Hearing his unabashed praise, the latter smiled without saying a word, while the former also chuckled lightly, jokingly said, "Seventh Prince, since you I haven't heard you talk about the second young lady of the Lin family since I came back from Yizhou City, but I really want to meet this beauty that you say can only be found in heaven."

Lin Chuqian who was inside the door silently locked the door with her fingers when she heard this.

Nima turned out to be him spreading rumors everywhere.

What bullshit is as beautiful as the world, and what is rare.

These words are not words that an honest gentleman can say.

The three of them walked by Lin Chuqian's room talking and laughing, and saw that the harmonious atmosphere of the three of them was the best friend of teenagers.

The voice leading them gradually faded away, Lin Chuqian opened the door and carefully poked her head out to take a look. They had already entered the next room, and she could only see a crescent-colored corner of her clothes.

Lin Chuqian closed the door depressed and went back to the room, the leisure time when she sat on the chair and drank tea just disappeared.

Thinking that Zhen Youxiu next door might be talking about herself, she felt uncomfortable all over.

She turned her ear to eavesdrop on the conversation next door, but found that the sound insulation was so good that she couldn't hear it at all, and there were people singing opera downstairs, no matter how good her ears were, it was impossible for her to hear clearly.

Since she couldn't hear it, she could only sit back in her seat resentfully.

The opera downstairs sang to its end, and before the lingering sound was over, the shopkeeper downstairs said with a smile: "Guest officers, the host has specially prepared a new program for you today."

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper clapped his hands, and saw a painting put down on the beam.

The landscape of ink and wash is beautiful, with idle clouds and birds above, and human smoke below, and the artistic conception is quiet and elegant.

When everyone was in an uproar and couldn't take their eyes off the beautiful scroll in front of them, the shopkeeper cupped his hands and smiled. "This painting was made by my owner, but after the painting was completed, I couldn't think of a suitable poem to set it off. It is a pity that there is a flaw in the ointment, so I specially ordered me to ask you to write poems for this painting, and those who can write poems suitable for the scene You can get a pair of gold hairpins."

Lin Chuqian didn't have much attraction to a pair of gold hairpins, but she had an idea and suddenly thought of a good idea.

The door and window of the next room were pushed open, and Zhen Youxiu stood by the window holding a folding fan, looking at the paintings downstairs with great interest, he is good at eating, drinking and having fun, so forget about poetry and songs.

But that didn't stop him from stirring up another person in the room.

"Changsheng, Mr. Qi personally recognizes your high attainments in poetry and poetry. Why don't you show it off today?"

Hearing Zhen Youxiu's ridicule, He Changsheng got up and walked to the window, without any sign of refusal, he looked at the painting downstairs and said in a loud voice without thinking: "One spring breeze, one leaf boat, one cocoon strand, one light hook. Zhu is full of flowers, and Ou is full of wine. Freedom can be found in thousands of hectares."

"Young master, what a poem." After listening to it carefully, the shopkeeper downstairs immediately beamed with joy and praised it again and again.

(End of this chapter)