After Dressing as a Male Cross-dresser

Things have to go back a few breaths ago.

This elegant courtyard was probably because it was raining, and there were no guards outside the courtyard, and the door was closed tightly.

Qiuping hurried forward a few steps to knock on the door, and asked the owner if he would accept them both master and servant.

Of course Qiuping prayed in his heart several times, hoping that the owner of this other courtyard would be kind enough to let them avoid the rain.

But Qiuping was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened.

A well-knotted hand stretched out first, holding a cyan oil-paper umbrella in his hand. At the same time, a figure walked out of the door.

The whole body is like Li Qingyan and Qiuping, completely in black clothes, only the cuffs have a fish pattern gold line stroke, and there is a black ink token hanging on the waist. The words on it, Li Qingyan is far away, but I can't see it clearly.

But looking at this person's cold expression, it seemed a bit difficult to get close to.

Qiu Ping, who was close, moved his head subconsciously, nervously and timidly, but failed to notice the surprise that flashed in the eyes of the person in front of him.

Li Qingyan saw that this person's attire was unusual. In particular, she somehow felt that the clothes were a little familiar. It was the first time she saw him. Li Qingyan was thinking about it, and was wondering what the origin of the master of the other courtyard was.

Suddenly seeing the man in black in front of him, he took another two steps forward.

Then suddenly he caught a glimpse of Li Qingyan and was slightly taken aback.

Li Qingyan also smiled friendly at the other party, only thinking that it was the lethality brought by her appearance, but also thinking that she did not expect to be so ugly, it is still a charm that has nowhere to put it.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingyan's smile froze on her face for the next moment.

At the same time, another face appeared in Li Qingyan's eyes.

Suddenly, Li Qingyan felt a thud in her heart.

Then, the brain went blank.

In short, Li Qingyan crashed.

The man in front of him wore an expensive ink green brocade robe. He was tall and tall, but his figure was thin and his white face seemed to be whiter than Li Qingyan. As far as his eyebrows and eyes were separated, they were not in the eyebrows. The most particularly beautiful ones, but they can be combined together, but they become—

Unique, only beautiful in the world.

Even if he faces Li Qingyan's Qiuping every day, he is silly for a moment.

It was still blocked by the previous man in black, which made Qiuping come back to his senses, and Qiuping was speechless inwardly.

Rare, rare.

There are people in the world who are as good-looking as their own masters.

Even the person in front of him has an inexplicable temperament on his body, as if he still doesn't have the master, so it looks very special.

Of course, Qiu Ping also inexplicably accepted a wave of unhappy eyes from the black man.

Qiu Ping, who had recovered his senses, remembered the business, and hurriedly said to the black man in front of him.

"This eldest brother, my master and I, came to visit Guanyin Mountain today, which coincided with a heavy rain in the middle of the way. I wonder if we can temporarily avoid the house."

The black-clothed man raised his eyebrows, just about to give Qiu Ping a "foolish" look.

Suddenly I heard Li Qingyan behind Qiu Ping muffledly.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

This time it was the turn of the man in black and the pale man behind him who couldn't hide his face for a moment.

Qiu Ping looked at the two men in front of him in amazement. He didn't know how his master judged that the good-looking and excessive person was the prince. However, his master said yes, that was absolutely true.

Qiuping quickly knelt down and saluted tremblingly.

I don't know if it was scared or cold.

Behind the man in black, the man in the black brocade robe raised his good-looking brows slightly, his eyes went straight over the two people in front of him, and cast on Li Qingyan, who was half of his face blocked by the curtain.

The rain fell on Li Qingyan's exposed eyebrows drop by drop on her eyelids, crystal clear.

Because Li Qingyan did not dare to blink, the drops of rain flowed down the end of his eyes, across his cheeks, returned to her delicate chin, and fell to the ground.

The man in the black brocade robe stared at the raindrops on Li Qingyan's face for a moment, then his eyes gradually darkened.

It took a long time to say indifferently to Li Qingyan, who bowed his hands respectfully in front of him.

"How do you recognize the lonely?"