Wen Qingcheng picked up a men's Confucian shirt and asked in confusion.

Ye Xiuying said hurriedly, "Put this on when you leave. You are a grown-up girl now. Being too beautiful sometimes brings unnecessary trouble. When you go out, it is more convenient to wear men's clothes. I have sewn a banknote inside the lapel of your cotton-padded jacket. Don't forget it."

Wen Qingcheng supported her cheeks with both hands, smiling, "Mom, you are praising me for being pretty. Okay, I'll wear it."

Wen Qingcheng took the clothes and put them on, only to find that Ye Xiuying had carefully sewed shoulder pads for her. Then she tied her hair up and put on black boots. Wen Qingcheng had a heroic look in her eyes, and after dressing like this, she really looked like a handsome young man.

It's just that voice... The people of the Great Qi Dynasty are not stupid. How can they not tell the difference by listening to the voice? Wen Qingcheng's voice is clear to begin with, and even if she pretends to have a low voice, she can't produce the rough male voice of Mo Jinghong.

Thinking of the voice, Wen Qingcheng searched in the space for several times, and finally found a fake Adam's apple voice changer. This was bought when she was playing a prank on her friend in her previous life. It just came in handy. She only needed to stick it on the waiting department, and it could switch between male announcer voice and mature uncle voice. It could also change back to her own voice. She didn't expect that she would use this black technology again in the Great Qi Dynasty.

After getting dressed up, Wen Qingcheng walked downstairs with a man's square step. Ye Xiuying was stunned, her eyes filled with amazement. He was too handsome. Zicheng and Qingcheng had similar eyebrows and eyes. I guess Zicheng will look like this when he grows up.

"Oh, if they didn't know you were a girl, they would have been fooled."

"Madam, I am here to greet you." Wen Qingcheng clasped her fists and bowed, and the mother and daughter laughed so hard that they fell backwards. Ye Xiuying was relieved about Wen Qingcheng.

Wen Qingcheng was too lazy to change clothes, so she put on a fake Adam's apple and a voice changer, intending to play a prank on Qi Zhen. It was almost time to get off work, so Wen Qingcheng strolled to the village entrance, where Qi Zhen had to pass.

Qi Zhen was walking towards her with a small embroidered bag slung across her shoulder. Wen Qingcheng lightly tapped the Adam's apple voice changer, switched to a male voice, and appeared in front of her with a folding fan in her hand, blocking her way.

"Hey, beauty, where are you from? Let's be friends." Wen Qingcheng almost laughed after she said that. Qi Zhen was really scared. Wen Qingcheng had added height-enhancing boots, and she was as tall as Qi Zhen. Wen Qingcheng also covered half of her face with a folding fan. Qi Zhen knew that she was a playboy, so she didn't dare to stare at her, and didn't realize it was Wen Qingcheng.

Qi Zhen was embarrassed and annoyed, lowering her head and trying to walk around Wen Qingcheng. Seeing that Wen Qingcheng didn't recognize her, she stretched out her arms and stepped forward to stop her. "Don't go, little girl, hehehe..."

Perhaps it was because Wen Qingcheng's voice was too obscene that it attracted some brave man to come to her rescue. Wen Qingcheng suddenly felt her shoulder tighten as if it was clamped tightly by a hand. The next second, her arm was suddenly bent back, almost breaking her arm.

"Where did you come from, you prodigal son? You looked like a scholar, but I didn't expect you to be such a scumbag!"

A familiar male voice sounded behind Wen Qingcheng. Wasn't this voice... Ruan Sanlang? "Quick, let me go first, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Miss Qi, did this scoundrel bully you?" Ruan Sanlang looked at Qi Zhen who was standing beside him.

Qi Zhen shook his head, "Forget it, Third Brother Ruan."

Ruan Sanlang pushed Wen Qingcheng forward suddenly, almost making her fall out. "If I see you teasing a little girl again, I will beat you up. Get out of here!"

Wen Qingcheng quickly pressed the Adam's apple voice changer, straightened her robe and turned around, "Third brother, it's me, you were too strong, you almost broke my arm."

A familiar voice sounded, and Ruan Sanlang and Qi Zhen looked over. The "playboy" in front of them turned out to be Wen Qingcheng? !

"Qingcheng, why... are you dressed like this?" Qi Zhen went over and looked her up and down.

"This is what my mother made for me. I'm going to Kyoto, and she said it would be easier to walk around if I dressed this way."

"Are you really going to Kyoto?" Qi Zhen said in surprise.

Qi Zhen had heard Wen Qingcheng say before that she was going to Kyoto to find Mo Jinghong, but later Wen Qingcheng did not leave and was busy with Wen's affairs, so she did not care. She did not expect that Wen Qingcheng was really leaving.

Ruan Sanlang recalled the first time he had a close conversation with Wen Qingcheng. That beautiful and refined figure was deeply imprinted in his heart, but she had already found a son-in-law, and he could only bury this love in his heart and turn his love for her into brotherly love. He even sometimes fantasized that if Wen Qingcheng hadn't married so early, maybe he...

No, even if Wen Qingcheng hadn't married, he couldn't catch up with her now. From an unknown mute girl to the big boss of Wen Ji, it took less than two years, and he is still a fishmonger now. Thinking of this, Ruan Sanlang smiled bitterly in his heart.

Seeing the two people's surprised expressions, Wen Qingcheng smiled suddenly: "Don't look at me like that, I'm just going on a long journey, it's not like I won't be back."

Ruan Sanlang's eyes flashed with worry, and he licked his dry lips, "Qingcheng, why are you going to Kyoto, and who's going with you?"

"He is one of Brother Mo's shadow guards. He will lead the way and escort us all the way. It's okay, don't worry." Wen Qingcheng smiled.

Ruan Sanlang still said worriedly: "Can a guard protect you? What if you encounter bandits..."

After Ruan Sanlang said this, Qi Zhen was frightened and turned pale. He grabbed Wen Qingcheng's sleeve and said, "Qingcheng, it's a long way to Kyoto. If you encounter bandits while walking in those remote places, can the guard handle them? Even if you are dressed as a man, you are not a real man after all. You two can't handle them. Anyway, I'm worried."

"This shadow guard is very skilled in martial arts. Ordinary warriors can't get close to him. Besides, we'll take the official road and stay at a big inn in the city. We'll be fine."

Ruan Sanlang frowned and said, "Just a shadow guard? It will take several days to go there. I have never seen this shadow guard before. Can you trust his character? What if he has bad intentions towards you..."

Wen Qingcheng held her forehead with her hand, "How could that be possible? These are all people carefully selected by Brother Mo. Nothing will happen to them. I am not the kind of innocent little white flower who knows nothing about the world. I can protect myself."

In the eyes of Ruan Sanlang and Qi Zhen, she is just a weak little white flower. No matter how strong she is or how successful her career is, in their eyes, she is someone who needs protection.

"How about this, I'm not busy right now, so I'll accompany you. I'll come back after I escort you to meet Brother Chuyi." Ruan Sanlang said.

Qi Zhen also said: "Yes, Qingcheng, I will go with you. It's too far. I will accompany you so that we can take care of each other."

Wen Qingcheng was very touched to hear the two say this, but she had already decided to leave tomorrow, and had already written a letter to Mo Jinghong and sent it to Kyoto six or seven days in advance. If two more people came, she would have to hire a carriage and pack her luggage, and she would not be able to leave for three to five days.

"I have already made plans to leave tomorrow. I understand what you mean. I will take care of myself. I will write to you when I arrive."

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