Hidden in the court

Prime Minister's Mansion

Lowe returned from court early in the morning and brought good news to Rowling.

On the evening of the Lantern Festival, the emperor held a banquet in the palace. As the head of all officials, Luo Wei had to go. This meant that Luo Lin had the opportunity to go shopping with Ji Mingshang.

But he discovered a very serious problem. His daughter was not at home. He knew what was going on without thinking. Ji Mingshang's wicked smile emerged in his mind.

"Oh~, my headache comes back again."

On the other hand, Mr. Hu was in a dilemma. This banquet was grand. How grand was it? All officials in Beijing could attend as long as they had a rank. Even an eighth-rank official like Hu Die had to go.

The key point is that Hu Die doesn't want to go, and the grandfather and grandson are thinking of a solution.

Because the Lantern Festival may be her only chance to be a woman again in the year.

"Why don't you just call me sick?" Hu Die pointed at her corset. "Just say that I've lost my appetite since I was defeated by Zhao Yao in public last time, and my waist is thin because of my illness."

"This... is a solution."

Back in my room, everything is simple. At least there is nothing for girls.

After tearing off the mask and unbuttoning the belt, the young general in front of him looked like a completely different person.

Bright eyes, white teeth, long black hair, and a scar on her forehead that frames the girl's face like a flower ornament.

Maybe she forgot her clothes, or maybe she was unfamiliar with her makeup, so she spent a long time getting dressed.

She looked in the mirror again and again, then reluctantly took off the redundant accessories on her head, put them in the box and locked them up. She lowered her head and looked at her slightly short skirt and too small embroidered shoes.

"Let me make a pair of shoes. At least today and tomorrow I will still be a woman." She thought so and made up her mind.

When the eldest granddaughter left the house, Grandpa Hu leaned on the recliner in the front yard. Seeing his darling granddaughter leave the house, he finally couldn't hold back his tears and slowly closed his eyes.

It was as if I had returned to many years ago, when a little girl of about eight or nine years old knelt in mourning before the graves of her parents and brother. She asked with tears in her childish voice.

"Grandpa, I'm the only male in the family, right?"

She turned her head and asked himself, and that look was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

He uttered "hmm" in a trance, which sounded like confirmation, but more like agreement.

After going out, Hu Die walking on the street seemed particularly relaxed. Suddenly she noticed a small vendor.

"Zhao Yao, what is he doing here?"

She came closer out of curiosity. Zhao Yao, who was setting up a stall, obviously noticed her but didn't say much.

"Miss, what do you need?" He asked with his usual smile on his face.

Hu Die looked at the small stall. Hanging there were perfume sachets, headbands, hairbands, hairpins, combs and earrings. The items were exquisite, but they were made of the most common materials, and the prices were not expensive.

Hu Die took a fancy to a sachet with a tiger pattern, "This one."

Zhao Yao took it off and handed it to her

"Five cents"

……

"Brother Zhao!" x2

I saw people coming from both sides. Behind Suo Wei was Xie An, and Su Mengyang came from the other side holding a stack of pens and ink.

"Hey, Lao Zhao, are you selling it?"

Zhao Yao (ー_ー)!!

I don’t know why, a quite normal sentence seems wrong when it comes out of his mouth?

At this moment, Ji Mingshang was holding Luo Lin's little hand and dangling it in front of Zhao Yao. It seemed to be saying, "Do you have it? You don't!"

Zhao Yao (?_?)

Somehow, Suo Wei pinched Xie An's face as if she was not willing to be outdone.

"Hey, little miss, let go!"

Zhao Yao (???)

"Hey, how can anyone spend one or two taels of silver to buy candied haws? Are they stupid?"

"No way, no way, these days there are still people who use this method to attract girls' attention?"

Ji Mingshang (?w?)

Zhao Yao (?Yi?)

"I'm not selling anymore. I'm closing the stall..."

"No more for sale, closing the stall!"

……

At the same time, somewhere, the same sentence, with a different tone, expressed the same meaning.