[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

All the boiling voices around disappeared - the noisy tongues of the sentries introducing themselves, the perfunctory words of the nobles, Handel's flattering laughter, and Sith's doubtful words, all disappeared.

Zhu Qing felt his feet dragging his body towards the little girl step by step.

She stared at her with both eyes, only her slight and regular breathing could be heard in her ears, and only her smile to her could be seen in her eyes.

—Oh, she's really pretty.

Zhu Qing heard the sound of his heart sighing contentedly.

God knows how many times she has fabricated what she thinks Zhao Qingyang looks like in her dreams-all of these are nothing compared to even a second of eye contact in reality.

——At least when I have some unsuitable dreams in the future, I have a clear face to imagine?

(⊙v⊙) Well, great.

Zhu Qing was even distracted by this.

She stopped in front of the girl, smiling like an old hooligan who has experienced a lot of love, and the spring in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes made her blush: "This beautiful lady—oh, forgive me for my abruptness, I am really happy!" I fell in love with the lady at first sight, and couldn't help but go forward—excuse me, "Zhu Qing took a deep breath, stabilized his heartbeat, and asked in a low voice under Sith's eyes as if he had seen a ghost:

"Will you go home with me?"

The little girl raised her head vigilantly, her big eyes were very bright, very like Zhao Qingyang's cute expression every time she gnawed on cornbread, and then, her long dark green hair was thrown by her like a white river beach Reed Grass on:

"No, no, no, I don't want to." She refused sharply, lowered her head, and rubbed her hands uneasily—much like when a certain divine beast rubs its hooves.

Zhu Qing: ...

Hehe, the demon said that he had guessed it a long time ago.

I saw the woman straighten up abruptly, a gloomy aura wrapped around her with a crushing pressure, she lowered her eyelids, her black eyeliner looked dangerous and cold, she gently shook the small lace fan with one hand , pointing forward with one hand, her skinny and slender fingers wrapped in white gloves——

"Tie her up to me and drag her back."

Zhu Qing lowered his eyes and said coldly, feeling extremely proud in his heart.

Zhao Qingyang: .....

Oh shit!What is the direction of this script? Isn’t it still gentle, ambiguous and fresh? !

Su Miao felt that her eyes could not be seen anymore. The elegantly dressed woman in front of her was sometimes naughty, playful and cute, and then cold and ruthless. This looks so precise.

However, the woman wiped her face, and if she saw an uneven road, she still had to stab her.

Just as Zhu Qing was about to turn around, the expected voice sounded right on time. It was Su Miao Qinglang's strong voice: "Miss Chang, it doesn't seem that the nobles are doing things that are hard for others."

The voice of the system in my mind was full of inexplicable joy: [Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement of [The heroine pays attention to the triple hit], you have attracted the heroine's deep attention, please continue to work hard! 】

Zhu Qing: ...

Thank you so much for your attention.

The woman coughed weakly, turned around, and the lace dress all over her body turned into a graceful arc with her movements, and she looked very beautiful—oh damn, Su Miao found that her attention was wandering again. Arriving in a strange direction, she quickly felt a thrill in her heart, and concentrated her righteous eyes on the female demon.

The eldest lady suddenly showed a bright smile like a spring flower, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, showing her white teeth, and her slightly drooping neck was really like a white swan combing its feathers on a black lake, noble and elegant——

Then her fingers hooked Su Miao's chin in an impolite and undignified manner, extremely rude and rascally.

"Yo, baby, look at me doing this to her—" The woman's dishonest fingers rubbed against the soft skin of Su Miao's mandible, and she couldn't help swallowing.

"—Are you jealous?" Zhu Qing blinked charmingly, his charm was fully on, his black eyelashes looked like a butterfly with wings spread.

Su Miao: ...

She really didn't want to say that she really didn't hold on for a second, and then she was shocked.

In the next second, the wide lace hat fell on Su Miao's knotted, dirty and even strange-smelling hair - the demon carefully trimmed the loose hair on her earlobe and tied the silk ribbon.

"Okay, okay," she said in a comforting and gentle tone, looking at Su Miao's dazed expression with eyes like water, "Can I give it to you?" The hand of the little girl next to him moved forward.

Su Miao: ...

With grief and indignation, she found that her hands and feet had followed up spontaneously.

This woman has sorcery!Su Miao thought angrily.

……

……

The newly recruited sentinels have to pass the review of the military department, and those who are disliked by the military department will be dismissed and sent to the homes of their masters to be trained as guards in the homes of nobles. She didn't even let her in at the gate of her own house, so she drove the carriage directly to the gate of the military headquarters.

Sith was sitting in the carriage, with a tall and straight figure, people who looked at him had no doubts that he must be an elite raised by a well-trained military and political family.

Zhu Qing looked at his straight black military uniform without a trace of wrinkle, and his pale complexion under the gold-rimmed military cap, and felt as if he smelled a sense of abstinence, which was very seductive.

The woman sighed in her heart, secretly hating why the original body was not a sentry.

The man was enjoying the normal voyeurism, and deliberately straightened his back. The majestic hormones almost made the curtain of the carriage turn up, and Zhu Qing almost couldn't help laughing.

She coughed, stretched out her cold hand, straightened Sith's already very straight collar, and tightened the buttons again—then the man quickly grabbed his hand and stared at her with burning eyes.

Zhu Qing's eyes drifted slightly for a moment.

Ah, this very romantic routine really wronged me as a lesbian.

So she casually glanced out the window, and happened to see a magnificent building approaching not far away, she withdrew her hand expressionlessly——

"Sith, the military headquarters is here." After finishing speaking, he took the lead and got out of the car with the hem of the skirt, the hem of the snow-white skirt almost didn't touch Sith's face.

Sith:  …

Just throw it away after teasing, how can there be such a shameless woman in the world?

The man sighed helplessly, and quickly got out of the car.

.......

……

The headquarters of the military headquarters, Continental Castle, has a long history. Looking from a distance, the dark and dark buildings look like rolling mountains, with a nameless deterrence-it is said that a long time ago, it was the palace of the previous era, and the king was extravagant. In the end, he was overthrown by the three major sentinel regiments under his jurisdiction, beheaded his beautiful and delicate guide queen, and put her pitiful dead head on the high wall of Contingino, squeezed into the narrow and dilapidated battlements. The blood was bleeding, and the thirsty and hungry king was released below, making him kneel and beg day and night, and finally had to jump in embarrassment to drink the dead blood left by his wife after his death——

In the end, the king died of madness.

"...That's it." Zhu Qing closed his fan, moved his lips slightly, and finished telling this self-consciously very poignant love story with a solemn expression.

Su Miao listened with a pale face, and really felt that the magnificent and deep arched door in front of her could no longer look good.

Suddenly, the green-eyed girl next to her tilted her head: "But Ah Qing——no, miss, didn't the poor queen's head be chopped off a long time ago? Didn't the blood coagulate soon after a person died? Where can the king drink her blood?"

Sith and Su Miao looked at this innocent little girl who looked like a wild flower with eyes like seeing a ghost.

Little girl, you are very good at grasping key points.

Oh my god, I can't see it, what a powerful character.

Zhu Qing looked at her inscrutablely, her bright red lips were lightly tapped by the snow-white lace fan, and said, "Then what do you think is going on?"

Zhao Qingyang scratched his head and said nothing.

Zhu Qing lifted her skirt, walked forward step by step, and said at the same time: "Have you ever thought about it? Maybe the queen is not dead at all, she was just killed by the news released by the traitors, and then she was bleeding to feed the king day by day, and finally she was killed by the queen." Killed him alive and slow?"

Zhao Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, "Yes, you are so smart!"

Su Miao looked at her in disbelief, and found that she couldn't remember the source of this conversation and how it developed to this point.

She felt a chill in her heart.

These two devils are really a perfect match.Su Miao felt inexplicably.

Entering the office, at a glance, there are sentinels to be tested who are patting the long queue.

Zhu Qing held a fan against Su Miao who was in a daze, and pouted, "Go, go in line."

Su Miao froze for a second, nodded hastily, and ran over - she raised her head and looked at the magnificent statue over 20 meters high in the center of the hall - it was a finely carved stone sculpture, with a magnificent square at the bottom On the throne, there is a man sitting upright, dressed in gorgeous royal robes, holding a scepter, and the gemstone facets set on the top can be clearly seen, but this is a headless man——

His upside-down hideous head was at the foot of the throne, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he died in a miserable state. Every wrinkle on his ugly face could be seen clearly through detailed description.

This is the symbol of an era erected in the first year of the establishment of the new regime of Continental——

It's called, The Fall of a Dynasty.

Su Miao felt a chill behind her back, and quickly turned her gaze down.

Next, is my sentinel test.

The woman cheered secretly.