Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

The study door was not closed, and Nan'an and Beiluo could see clearly what was going on inside the room from outside.

In this world, the only one who can make the master look like a human being and can easily stir up his emotions is probably this person.

I'm afraid the only one who can have this young lady from Zhifu cook for her is the master. Zhi Jinhuan is like a bright moon in the capital, outshining all other flowers and admired by countless people.

Bei Luo looked at the girl in the room. She always knew that this girl was a very good person.

When she was young, she ran out to buy rouge and powder for the girls in the building. Because she was afraid that she would be beaten if she was late, she was not paying attention for a moment and bumped into the little girl Jinhuan.

Little Zhi Jinhuan was obviously in so much pain that tears were coming out of her eyes, but when she saw her rouge and powder scattered all over the floor, Beiluo, who was squatting on the ground crying in anxiety, knew that she would be punished for this, so he asked her wet nurse to buy her a new one.

In the end, because the time had passed, Miss Hongxiu became unhappy and stabbed her with her hairpin, venting her anger at the guest.

Chang Qing and Ye Fuheng came out together, asked the servants to prepare the carriage, and went towards the academy together.

Ye Fuheng glanced at Beiluo and walked aside. Beiluo followed him and he whispered something.

Bei Luo's gaze passed through layers of light and shadow and fell on the girl not far away. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he turned and walked towards the backyard.

There was a hint of confusion in Chang Qing's eyes: "Where is Luo Luo going?"

"I have something to ask her to do." Ye Fuheng came over and said, "She may not be back for ten days or half a month. During this time, I will help you pick another maid to protect you."

Chang Qing shook his head.

"No need, I have martial arts skills now, I can protect myself, and besides, don't you have me?"

Ye Fuheng's cold eyes softened a lot, and he chuckled: "That's not what you call martial arts training, you're tired after just a while, and you keep shouting that you want to defeat me."

As he said this, he sighed helplessly again.

He had also noticed during this period of time that Chang Qing had a very high talent for martial arts. If she hadn't missed the best time, Nan'an Xiwang might not have been her opponent.

"It's a time of trouble, and some people in the northwest are not well behaved. I'm afraid I can't be with you all the time. If you don't like too many people around, why not let Nan'an stay with you and take you to and from school so that he can protect you."

Chang Qing had no one of his around her, and he was worried about letting her go out alone. Although Qiuqiu was loyal to her, she had a deep prejudice against him.

A neighing sound was heard, Nan'an stopped the carriage, looked at the person in front, and pursed his lips.

"Master, it's Princess Changle."

Ning Yunzhi walked down from the carriage. She was wearing a light blue dress, which made her look more gentle and lively than usual. Her eyebrows were as blue as daylilies and her red skirt was as red as pomegranate flowers. She attracted the attention of passers-by. Jinhan followed her.

"I wonder why the princess stopped the car?"

Ning Yunzhi was holding a piece of flowers in her hand and smiling. With a bit of innocence, she said, "I wonder where Brother Fuheng is going. Yunzhi's carriage is broken. I wonder if it's convenient for us to ride together for a while."

She looked at the person who lifted the car curtain, and when she saw that he was looking at her, she did not avoid him at all. Instead, the smile in her beautiful eyes deepened. It must be because the sunlight was too strong, and that indescribable affection was mixed with some other emotions.

"Brother Fuheng."

She called out again, and Ye Fuheng's eyebrows didn't move at all after hearing it. His expression was still so confusing, and his eyes fell on the carriage that Ning Yunzhi was originally riding in not far away.

The servant of Prince Ning's mansion was standing next to the carriage, and he really couldn't tell what was broken.

"Yunzhi, where are you going?"

Chang Qing sat in the carriage, enjoying the show. Judging from Princess Changle's appearance, she should also be going to the girls' school to join in the fun.

Princess Changle is different from others. They are just traveling together for a while. If Ye Fuheng disagrees and the news gets to King Ning's ears, he will inevitably try to trip her up secretly. If he agrees, he can also take advantage of the situation.

Ye Fuheng thought about the things in the northwest, and nodded slightly, agreeing to let Ning Yunzhi get on the carriage.

"Aheng."

When Ning Yunzhi came up, she saw Ye Fuheng peeling fruit and feeding Chang Qing slowly. His hands, which used to kill people without blinking an eye and were stained with blood, were now unprecedentedly gentle. He didn't think that as a regent with high power, there was nothing wrong in serving a woman like this. Ning Yunzhi, who had just got on the carriage, put her hands at her sides and clutched her dress tightly.

It's really eye-catching.

I really want to chop off those hands and keep them.

"I don't want to eat anymore. My stomach feels a little cold after eating too much." Chang Qing frowned slightly, and his little face as white as jade wrinkled like a bun.

Ye Fuheng took a handkerchief and gently wiped the remaining juice on his fingers. Although he was a martial artist, his fingers were not rough but rather very beautiful.

Ye Fuheng said, "After returning home, I will have someone make you the Four Spirits Soup. You are greedy and like to eat cold food. How can your body bear it?"

Hearing the gentleness and coaxing in Ye Fuheng's tone, Ning Yunzhi lowered her eyes slightly, her mind unrecognizable. She sat opposite the two of them, watching the jade pendant on Chang Qing's dress hit her lotus skirt, and her face turned pale.

She nonchalantly fiddled with the petals in her hand, gently pulled off a few, and looked at the two people in front of her, with a rare bit of kindness in her voice.

"Brother Fuheng and the princess have such a good relationship, it's really enviable. Even Yunzhi can't help but sigh, envying the mandarin ducks instead of the immortals. No wonder others say that Brother Fuheng turned down all the banquets and kept a beautiful woman in his golden house."

Ye Fuheng frowned, looked at Ning Yunzhi, and suddenly smiled: "This is a good story. When did Yunzhi like to listen to these gossips? Others are not sensible, but I think the princess should be sensible."

Ning Yunzhi blinked: "It was just a joke, is Brother Fuheng angry?"

There was no emotion in Ye Fuheng's dark eyes, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. All one saw was his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and the light falling on them added a bit of danger.

"Since it's just a joke, there's no need to bring it up. Whether it's Emperor Wu of Han or A Jiao, Jin Hua is different and especially cannot be compared to her. If this kind of talk gets to my ears, I can do anything."

Ning Yunzhi nodded. Although it was not her who spread the news, a feeling of cruelty rose in her heart.

The more Ye Fuheng forbad her to touch him, the more she wanted to touch him. She thought so in her heart, but her face did not show a single sign of it.

Chang Qing yawned and looked at the scene lazily.

Thanks to the wave of yandere hatred sent by the yandere man, Ning Yunzhi probably has hundreds of ways of dying in her mind.

Add to that the death of that yandere prince, well... all the ways of death throughout history should be included.

"Princess, are you going to class?" Chang Qing spoke up, breaking the strange atmosphere in the carriage.

Ning Yunzhi looked at her affectionately: "Sister, just call me Yunzhi. Yunzhi has always wanted to have a sister. Now that I see you, I feel very close to you."

"Girls' education is now in full swing, and with the princess leading the way..."

As the carriage stopped, Nan'an's voice came over: "Master, I have learned it."

Chang Qing discovered that the area surrounding the girls' school had already been congested with people. There was a long row of luxurious carriages parked there, stretching to the end of the bluestone road.

The daughters of the rich and powerful stood there one after another, some plump and some thin, with elegant postures and different temperaments. It was a visual feast.