Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 583 Ancient Dimension, a Woman Disguised as a Man 4

"I think I came out too early. After hearing what you said, I feel a tightness in my chest again..."

Miaomiao felt that it would be better for her to keep a low profile for now.

There are eight beautiful sisters living in the backyard of her house, who are dedicated to singing songs for her.

Of course, there were some young ladies who expressed their deep affection for her, but the original owner wasn't a man at all...

But this secret was too deadly. Apart from the two maids and the palace doctor behind him, only a few people around his mother and grandmother knew about it.

Even the fine stubble on her face was added bit by bit by the court doctor using a few pieces of black cat hair chopped up.

It is said that this looks like a man...

"We didn't do anything we shouldn't have done, so we just need to be careful.

By the way, I heard that there is a new singing girl named Xue Niang in Tingxue Tower, and she has attracted many people to listen to her songs.

Since you love listening to music so much, why don’t I book a place tomorrow and invite you to listen?

Zhao Xuan was scared after seeing my cheap uncle chopping off someone's hand. I will call him over when the time comes.

Let’s relax.”

After Li Yifeng finished talking about the gossip, he felt a little unhappy when he heard that his little friend was going to retreat again.

There are countless dandies in Yandu, and a suave man like him cannot be called a dandy, so why should he be afraid because of Sun Yaozu?

Of course, there is an inexplicable liking for being with Lu Miao in his hidden mind. Although this guy always likes to redeem some singers and has a lot of women at home, it does not prevent them from feeling very classy when they are together.

"I still..." Forget it.

But unfortunately, Li Yifeng didn't let Miaomiao finish her words. He directly called the attendants around him and asked them to book the entire Tingxue Tower.

Don’t give Miaomiao any chance to say no.

Miaomiao simply stopped talking and nodded to continue listening to the music. However, at this time, another girl had already started singing on the stage.

Although there was an ice jar in the room, the original owner had a physique that sweated easily and was wearing thick clothes. In this hot weather, he really felt a little listless.

When she returns, she will tell her grandmother that she is going to the summer resort on Nanshan Mountain to escape the heat, which is also a good opportunity to avoid the plot where the original owner was sent to a playboy's asylum for snatching a girl from someone else.

At worst, if you hear that someone is raping a woman, you can just ask someone to report it to the Regent.

Miaomiao raised her hand to wipe the thin layer of sweat from her forehead. She could now feel that the bra she was wearing must be soaked.

The maid Xing'er behind her suddenly stepped forward and spoke into Miaomiao's ear from a very close distance.

"My Lord, the old lady said you can only stay outside for two hours. It's time to go back now."

Xing'er almost leaned in Miaomiao's arms, completely different from her well-behaved appearance just now, but Li Yifeng seemed to be used to it. He looked up at the sky with an expression as if he couldn't bear to look.

It is said that Lu Miao's maid was personally appointed by her grandmother. She is very beautiful and has been serving him since she was young.

They are very proud in front of Lu Miao. It is said that when Lu Miao gets a wife in the future, these two will be raised as concubines.

"Tsk, go back quickly, I want to go back too.

Tomorrow at twilight hour, Zhao Xuan and I will be waiting for you at Tingxue Tower."

Li Yifeng waited for a long time, and seeing that the two were still leaning against each other, looking very affectionate, he stood up and prepared to leave.

He was dissatisfied with Lu Miao in other aspects, but when it came to playing with women, Lu Miao was more manly than him.

Besides these two maids, there were eight other women in the backyard whom he had redeemed...

He is so playful, but he has no offspring. It is normal that he is weak!

Miaomiao just held Xing'er with one hand and waved blindly with the other hand without saying anything.

To outsiders, it seemed that the two were kissing each other without paying attention to who was around, but in reality, Xing'er was using the wide cuffs of her sleeves to stick a beard on her master.

As soon as the sweat soaked the beard, Xing'er noticed that the edges of the Marquis's fake beard were peeling. If she looked closely, she would find that there was something wrong, so she had no choice but to help her stick on the beard like this.

The others had already habitually looked away, giving the wild pair of mandarin ducks the opportunity to have fun outside.

It was not until half a while later that Xing'er carefully wiped Miaomiao's face with a silk handkerchief, pressed her Adam's apple which was almost erect due to the hot sweat, and then sat up with a shy look.

Miaomiao also sat up, trying hard to suppress the dull pain that had been accidentally suppressed, and let out a breath.

"Then let's go back. Don't come and hug me suddenly next time. It's not good to compete for favor with my brother."

Miaomiao stood up, gently lifted Xing'er's chin with her fingertips, and spoke jokingly.

But everyone present knew that Lu Miao was all talk and no action.

"Then let's go back."

Miaomiao took a deep breath, and her head felt a little buzzing. The bra binder was indeed too tight.

It's so hot that it's really a sin to go out.

The heart of a seventeen-year-old busty Madonna was gently broken at this moment.

There was still singing in the teahouse, and Miaomiao went downstairs holding the carved railing.

Her old problem of chest tightness and shortness of breath came back again, and now she even saw a double image of the ice basin under the porch column.

Because she was concentrating on her feet, Miaomiao didn't notice a dark figure appearing in the carved archway downstairs.

Yan Beiji was not wearing armor today, only a plain long gown with a simple jade pendant around his waist. He seemed to be listening to someone talking next to him, raising his hand to adjust his cuffs. The gilded wristband reflected a cold light under the scorching sun, as if coating his plain clothes with a layer of frost.

Perhaps it was the heat, but Yan Beiji was feeling strangely irritable. As he rode past, he suddenly felt the urge to come in for a cup of tea. This was a feeling he had never experienced before, and it made him dismount.

Xiao Liuzi behind him was still talking about how Minister Sun came to plead for mercy this morning, but Yan Beiji raised his hand to stop him without any mood.

These scoundrels should have been properly re-educated long ago.

Thinking of this, Yan Beiji turned around, but his attention was attracted by a figure on the wooden stairs of the teahouse.

He was a short man, wearing a moon-white gown, with sweat-soaked hair sticking to his pale forehead.

The stubble cast subtle shadows on the fair skin, but made the sparkling peach blossom eyes more lively.

Yan Beiji's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, even more violently than the first time he led that group of newly formed soldiers to charge into the north.

His throat was even rolling uncontrollably, and for a moment, there was nothing in front of him except the figure standing on the stairs.

Miaomiao was reminded by Xing'er beside her that she noticed that the Regent was downstairs...

She had done nothing wrong, so she was not afraid, Miaomiao told herself, but when she looked down, she was inexplicably frozen.

This regent was even scarier than the original owner remembered. The look in his eyes made it seem like he wanted to swallow her whole...