A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Is this demon ten feet tall? Well, Wu Qing remembered that Xi Jing didn't know she was a woman.

If a person wears men's clothes or women's clothes, there is still a big difference if the level of pretense is relatively high.

In particular, Wu Qing had an unusual pair of heterochromatic eyes, which most people would regard as a symbol. Now the person who came out was Mo Tong, and it was impossible for Xi Jing to associate her with her for a while.

Looking at the stunned Xi Jing with satisfaction, Wu Qing moved the hand in front of her and said, "It is your master who is grounded, not me."

Wu Qing wearing men's clothing is extremely lethal, and Wu Qing wearing women's clothing is even more lethal. The visual impact is enough to make a newbie like Xi Jing dizzy.

"Yes... yes!" Little did he know that he had actually been deceived. In front of the beautiful woman, Brother Xi Jing immediately stood upright, holding back the blush on his face, and made a gesture of invitation towards Wu Qing.

"Tsk, tsk, being a door god for a few days is really pitiful." Shaking his head and sighing pretentiously, Wu Qing stepped forward and walked out of the room openly.

She touched her throat where Xi Jing couldn't see her. Well, it was really hard for her to hold back that delicate voice just now.

Poor little brother Xi Jing, after his master left the headquarters of Moyan Pavilion in a big way, he suddenly asked a question, why was there a coquettish beauty in the room between his master and Elder Mo?

Aren’t these two good at Fendai and Zijin?

On the street, people are coming and going, and the cries of vendors are endless. From time to time, cars and BMWs drive by in the middle of the street.

In a small shop selling wine, a red figure sitting in the corner attracted many people's attention.

It's a bit stunning, but more of a surprise.

Regardless of her clothing or demeanor, this woman should come from a wealthy family. Such a person should not appear in a store frequented by ordinary people.

There was an opened jar of wine in front of the woman's table. Next to the wine jar was a porcelain bowl with a corner broken. The bowl was filled with a bowl of thin wine. But the woman had been sitting there for so long, and the wine in her bowl was still watery.

Looking at the longing figures outside the shop with half-squinted eyes contentedly, Wu Qing took a deep breath, feeling an indescribable sense of relief. She likes to drink, but she still knows when to drink and when not to drink.

Running out to find a drink was just an excuse. The excuse she gave to herself was that she was just bored in the room. Coming to this kind of small shop to buy this kind of bad wine was a kind of addiction, and it satisfied her bad taste of just not drinking it.

This feeling is very good, a person is hidden in the crowd, no one recognizes her, and her trip is not in vain.

"Your Excellency, are you waiting for someone?" After watching for a long time, I saw that Wu Qing, the "eldest lady" from a famous family, was very calm and did not look like an arrogant and domineering delicate girl. A young man in the shop came over to chat with her. .

Almost everyone on the Shadow Continent is a cultivator, and not many women are called Miss So-and-so. Especially for masters like Wu Qing, who can tell at a glance that their cultivation level is high, everyone calls them Your Excellency.

"Huh? Who are you waiting for?" Wuqing didn't notice the other party's malice, and she didn't hesitate to say a few words. The ripples at the end of her narrow and phoenix eyes indicated that she was in a good mood at the moment.

"Your Excellency, are you waiting for someone to take you to the Lord's Mansion for a banquet?" Dazzled by this smile, the big man's heart was filled with excitement, and even his voice became much gentler, "If you don't mind, I can send you there." You go to the Lord’s Mansion.”

After saying that, the big man felt that he had been a little reckless and quickly made up for it: "Sir, I am a local and I am very familiar with this place. If you are late for waiting for someone, I can give you a ride."

Wu Qing, who was a little careless at first, regained his energy, knocked on the table unconsciously with his index finger, and his eyes really fell on the young man: "You said the banquet at the Lord's Mansion, huh?"

The big man was stunned: "Don't you want to go to the Lord's Mansion?"

"Tell me about the banquet at the Lord's Mansion?" Wu Qing asked, ignoring the big man's question.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, the big man blushed, touched his head in embarrassment, and then patiently answered Wu Qing's question: "It's like this, it's been half a month since the new Lord took the throne, and today the Lord is hosting a banquet This is the most formal banquet since the first Lord ascended the throne."

After saying that, the big man glanced at Wu Qing curiously. Why did he think that the woman in front of him should belong to a first-class force? How could she not know this?

This is not to blame Wu Qing, even she only found out that Mei Yange was the new Lord of the East a few days ago. After that, she was grounded by Huang Yin, and the invitation letter that was supposed to be delivered to her was also It was thrown into the hands of Liu Chuanbao.

"When will this banquet start?" Wu Qing's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking under his expressionless face.

"It's Youshi (five to seven o'clock in the afternoon)." The big man answered one by one, even though he didn't know what Wu Qing was asking for.

He tapped his fingers on the table, his narrowed eyes quickly widened, and Wu Qing suddenly stood up.

"Sir, what are you going to do?" Startled by this sudden movement, the big man asked subconsciously. Wu Qing did not answer, but turned to smile at him. Then with a flick of his fingertips, a thin piece of paper pierced the shop owner's desk like a long arrow from a string, while the other fell steadily. In the hands of the big man.

"I paid for everyone's drinks in the store today, and any excess will be treated as rewards." The brisk words invaded the air, and the red shadow had disappeared at the door of the store.

The dumbfounded shop owner took a long time to realize that the paper on his table had softened. If it weren't for the inch-deep hole on the wooden table, there were no weapons next to the hole, and there was nothing suspicious in the air. The power fluctuated, and no one believed that this mark was caused by a piece of soft paper.

After swallowing, the boss picked up the paper rolled into a strip on the table. Originally, he just wanted to see the denomination of the banknote. But the moment he unfolded the paper, his eyes widened, his feet jumped, and he stood up from his seat.

"Hey, boss, you've never seen money in your life, and you're so scared!" Others in the store joked kindly.

However, the boss, who never lost verbally to the drinkers, did not say a word. With trembling hands, he turned over the "banknote" in his hand and showed it to everyone. A simple movement was shaken several times by him, and it took a lot of time.

The drinkers burst out laughing and opened their mouths to continue the joke. But in the next second, everyone couldn't laugh anymore - the "silver note" was clearly displayed in front of them!

There are no words or the seal of any trading company. The vertical and horizontal stripes on it are flamboyant and weird.

This is not a banknote at all! This is a spell! A heaven-shattering attack spell! A charm worth dozens of such small shops!

Bang, several wine bowls were broken inside the tavern. The worse drinkers were almost frightened and sat on the ground, while the big man holding another identical talisman was petrified on the spot.

In front of the Lord's Mansion, carriages were sporadically parked in front of the gate. The horses stopped and swung their tails leisurely. The carriages behind them were each more luxurious than the last.

It's only midnight (three to five in the afternoon), there's still some time before the banquet, and there aren't many guests coming. Wu Qing chose this time to come and talk about old times alone with Mei Yange.

Being treated as one of the guests, Wu Qing entered the Lord's Mansion smoothly. Bypassing the doorman at the reception, she turned into the backyard in a few steps. If you have the mental power to scan the panoramic view of the Lord's Mansion, this thing is like a smart map. If you capture Mei Yange's aura, it will not be difficult to find the former Crown Prince.

At this time, Mei Yange was still in the study, and everyone else in the Lord's Mansion was busy setting up the banquet. Even Mu Xiaogui was not there. He was the only one staying in the room to handle official duties.

Arriving in front of the study, Wu Qing held up her skirt and stepped onto the steps to walk over. The guard guarding the door dutifully stopped her: "The study is an important place. No one can enter without the Lord's order!"

This posture, this expression, I have become accustomed to it!

There was no way, no matter what the former prince's temperament was and how many times he had been slandered by Wu Qing, he did have the ability to make women crazy. Just the pair of red phoenix eyes carved in the same mold as Wu Qing is enough to make people fascinated.

Annoyed at not being stopped, Wu Qing smiled. It seemed that she didn't need to look for her personally, her sister-in-law from the God Realm would show up soon!

"Ah Yi, please come in." A clear voice came from the study room. It was partly smiling, partly filled with suppressed surprise, and partly showing the master's wantonness.

The guard at the door was stunned, obviously frightened by Mei Yange's unexpected order. Facing the playful phoenix eyes of the person in front of him, he realized that he had lost his composure and immediately restrained his inappropriate expression: "Your Excellency, I was offended just now, please!"

No one noticed that after Wu Qing entered the study, a petite figure who was hiding in a corner not far away turned around and ran away. That man was only about ten years old, in his prime.

Panting through the corridor, the little maid ignored the etiquette and suddenly opened the door and shouted: "Miss, it's bad, the Lord's confidante is here!"

"Oh! Beauty Yange, if you let me in so easily, aren't you afraid that tomorrow it will be reported that the Lord has an appointment with some most beautiful woman in the world to meet in the study, scaring away my future beautiful sister-in-law?"

"Xiao Wuqing, I haven't seen you in ten years, why are you still so thick-skinned?" In front of the table filled with various papers and documents, a demonic and charming face suddenly appeared. The red phoenix eyes printed from the same mold as Wuqing fly into the temples, and the raised eyebrows are full of evil charm.

Ten years have not left anything on Mei Yange, even his unique dressing sense has remained unchanged.