Chitose words

Chapter 62 People rely on clothes
"Azhao, as the saying goes, it's true that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle! Don't tell me, don't tell me yet - when you put on this Yunjin gown sewn by Wangxiangju, you will look like it from behind. It's almost like a different person!"

Han Changsheng clicked his tongue and circled around Xie Zhao, looking at her very strangely, and finally added without fear of death under Xie Zhao's sneering white eyes:

"If you don't speak, Ah Zhao, it's amazing that you look unexpectedly feminine just from the back!
——Ah, I see, it must be because Azhao, you are relatively slender, so you put on this bluffing outfit, and you look extraordinarily straight from the back. "

Xie Zhao looked at him blankly, then asked sincerely in confusion:
"Han Changsheng, I'm just curious. How did you grow up to such an age without being beaten to death?"

When Han Changsheng heard this, he immediately held his head high, with a proud and complacent expression on his face, which was amazing.

"Of course it's because I gave birth to the young master, Chen Yu Luo Yan, moon and shame flowers. Except for those bullies who have no conscience and oppress good people, who would have the heart to beat me?"

Xie Zhao, the bully who "has no conscience" and "oppresses the good", snorted when he heard this, and laughed out of anger at his shameless remarks.

She shook her head and said: "In terms of 'shameless', Han Changsheng, you really have always stood invincible that ordinary people can't reach, even I can only look up to you."

Han Changsheng raised his chin.

"It's good that you know, Wang Jun, keep a low profile."

Yu An'an burst out laughing, holding back the smile until her pretty face blushed.

At this time, she also changed into a set of new clothes custom-made by Wangxiangju sent by the Admiral's Mansion two days ago. The light-colored autumn clothes matched with the autumn yellow cloak, this outfit looked especially gentle and lovely on her. people.

She smiled gently and said, "Longsheng, Ah Zhao is actually very beautiful. If we find Xiaoyao Yixian in the future to cure the illness on her face, Ah Zhao must be a first-class beauty."

Han Changsheng pinched his chin and looked Xie Zhao up and down for a while, finally nodded with certainty, and then refuted her.

"——Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! As the saying goes, 'Beauty is in the bones, not the skin'!
In his bones, Azhao is clearly an out-and-out gangster, a little hooligan!If you let her pretend to be a peerless beauty or a lady of every family, then you will embarrass her! "

Xie Zhao snorted coldly, smiled carelessly, then raised his chin and said in a manly voice:

"If you talk about this, then I have something to say! I think back then, she was the most dignified lady praised by everyone in Zhaoge City! What the hell do you know?"

Han Changsheng stretched out three fingers solemnly, and he still snapped off one every time he said a word.

"—First, a lady of yours would never call herself 'Lao Tzu'; second, a lady of yours would never say such a rude term as 'fart'! Third, a lady of yours would never be as thick-skinned and self-confident as you in love!
The conclusion is that Ah Zhao's mouth, a deceitful ghost, can hardly be believed. "

Xie Zhao snorted coldly, rolled her eyes, and said contemptuously: "You are so rare, look at your ignorant appearance! How do you know what the ladies in Zhaoge City look like behind others?"

At this moment, Ling You suddenly knocked on the door, interrupting their childish argument.

"Is everything all right?"

Han Changsheng took the lead and raised his voice: "They have already changed, I have been in and chatted for a long time, Ling or you come in quickly."

Only then did Ling Hu gently open the door, he was taken aback when he saw Xie Zhao's appearance, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

Han Changsheng was speechless and asked, "Ling, come and see, does it seem like Ah Zhao has changed?"

Ling Ju smiled, and said to Xie Zhao in a warm voice, "You look good dressed like this."

After he finished speaking, his gaze inadvertently landed on the "long stick" Xie Zhao put on the table, he hesitated for a moment, and said again:

"Xie Zhao, you don't need to take this, right? There are many people in the eldest princess's house, and there are a lot of masters with guests today, so don't let anyone steal it."

Xie Zhao smiled: "I won't bring it in, but it may not be safe to put it in the Jiumen Admiral's Mansion. Then I will just put it in the carriage before getting off."

——Li Suhe is not completely trustworthy, and he actually does not completely trust them.

If he was suspicious, and he didn't know where he was right, he would search their room while they were not in the guest house to see if there was anything suspicious.

Han Changsheng first looked at Ling You in confusion, then at Xie Zhao in confusion, and said in confusion:
"No. Today's guests in the eldest princess's house are all famous and powerful people in Zhaoge City. No matter how bad they are, they are also good people in the world who have recently stayed in Zhaoge. Who would steal Azhao's nondescript penis?" A dog-beating stick? Are you thinking too much of yourself? Are you worrying too much?"

He wanted to say "being sentimental", but when the words came to his lips, he thought that although Xie Zhao was not a high-level person, his fists were extremely hard, so he urgently changed his tune.

Don't dare to put it in the room and want to take it to the carriage?
Han Changsheng hesitantly set his eyes on the five-foot-long stick covered with rust stains and black soil. He still felt shabby no matter how he looked at it.

Han Changsheng thought and thought, and looked at it carefully, but he still didn't think this thing had anything to do with the word "value", unless it was "commemorative value"?
He tentatively asked: "Could it be that your stick, like Ling Or's 'Shaoguang Wushuang Mace', is a relic of the elders in the family? So it is particularly meaningful?"

Xie Zhao said "Huh" and said perfunctorily, half truthfully and half falsely: "Forget it, guess it."

Seems like there's nothing wrong with saying that?
Han Changsheng said "Oh" in sudden realization, and then nodded.

"No wonder, you are usually so precious that no one will touch you. So it's a relic of your ancestors?"

Xie Zhao shook his head with a half-smile.

In fact, not all of them, he was not allowed to touch it, mainly because Han Changsheng couldn't lift it, and he didn't want to arouse suspicion.

Han Changsheng looked at Ling Or's clothes in a daze, and asked with a sigh, "Ling Or, why don't you change into new clothes? I remember that the Li family prepared a lot for each of us two days ago?"

Ling Or was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head lightly the next moment, and said with a faint smile:

"I can't do it. I'm a down-and-out person. I dress up as a son of a noble family. I think it's totally weird when I look at it. It's fine for me to do this."

Han Changsheng gave him a very tangled look, then hesitated to speak——

"Brother, if you act like this, it would be awkward for me to walk next to you, just like a butterfly."

(End of this chapter)