Poor family mother and son

Chapter 798 So Clear ([-])

Hu Hengqiu's people anxiously but low-key searched for Chu Qing all over the city.

Anxious because the emperor is still waiting; low-key because he is afraid that the Voss mission will find out and make trouble.

Chu Qing, however, "faced the mirror with yellow decals" in her room on the third floor of the Blue House.

There was a Voss man sitting downstairs, but unfortunately, no one recognized him clearly.

After Chu Qing came out of the secret investigation department, he slipped into the cloth shop bought at a low price from Zheng Chunqiu's wife, changed into a women's attire, and swaggered back to Qingwatai.

Except for the opening of the Blue House and Chu Yuan's marriage, Chu Qing never wore women's clothing in front of others, so the people in Voss didn't know what Chu Qing really looked like.

When Chu Qing returned to the capital this time, the package was repacked, including official clothes, uniforms, women's clothing and cosmetics.

At this moment, there are Voss people on the first, second and second floors downstairs, so Chu Qing simply doesn't go out, but he has nothing to do, and people who are used to being busy can't be free, so they can only play with their own faces.

I painted my eyebrows, painted my eyes, and applied blush. When I was done, I changed my hair into three hairstyles. Only when I have something to do, my mind can turn faster.

I waited for Hu Hengqiu in the secret investigation department before, and there was no response after waiting for a long time. Even if the emperor left him for something, if he really wanted to see clearly, he would send a little eunuch to pass the message, but there was no such thing.

"Treat me like an eagle?" Naturally, Chu Qing would not wait for the emperor to build up his anger and send it to himself. He got up and left, just in time to meet Hu Hengqiu's little secretary Hu Tu who came to tell him that the Voss had come to pick him up. Have a clear interview.

Chu Qing didn't even need to find any excuses, and just slipped away through the back door.

Chu Qing had to ponder over why the emperor asked her to come.

It must not be a punishment, otherwise it would not be a handwritten order, but Beizhen Fusi went directly to Xinlunzhou to fetch people.

It wouldn't be asking her if she wants to marry to the country of Voss. Common people still can't marry independently, and they have to "order from their parents, and say by matchmakers", not to mention that the emperor would not be so kind to care about her personal problems.

Today, she should be tasteless to the emperor, "There is no meat to eat, but it tastes good to throw away."

I can't see where Chuqing's surplus value is, and I don't want to give up Chuqing's ability to make money.

After thinking about it, there was only one thing: the emperor wanted to see if Chu Qing was still useful—just like when tidying up a bookcase, he finally looked through the books he didn't plan to keep.

After finishing her makeup, combing her hair, and thinking about the emperor, Chu Qing began to trim her nails and think about King Voss again.

When I came to this world, I didn't seriously dress myself up, and I lived in an inexplicable busyness and anxiety all day long.

Presumably King Voss has done a lot of investigations on himself, otherwise such a moth incident as "asking for marriage" would not have happened.

It is said that men are very specific in love, and they only like girls of seventeen or eighteen years old, so for a person in his early thirties who is already half-old but can't be called a mistress, King Voss must not be interested in him. people, but the added value of oneself.

They must know their identity as an official of the secret investigation department, because the fourth prince once used Wu Jichang as an example to Chu Qing. As for the specific business they are in charge of, they probably don't know much.

It doesn't really matter how much you know.

As far as the current situation is concerned, they have successfully evaded Secret Detective Secretary An's secret agents in the country of Voss, which has resulted in a result-the emperor will definitely think that Chu Qing is "collaborating with the enemy" and deliberately releases water.

King Voss' move was ruthless and damaging. As expected of Lao Tzu, he was much more powerful than his son—the lingering warmth of "rebellion" has not subsided, and he has created a fait accompli of "collaboration with the enemy and treason" for Chu Qing.

It's true that one wave has not subsided, and another wave comes again, and the vast sea of ​​people is stormy.

"Storm! The storm is coming!" Chu Qing filed his nails fiercely, and recited: "This is the brave petrel, flying proudly above the roaring sea, amidst the lightning; this is the prophet of victory flying Cry: — let the storm come harder!"

Suddenly a little decadent: "Haiyan, you can grow up!"

Looking in the mirror, Chu Qing found that she hadn't lost the basic skills of makeup, and she was well-groomed.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was freezing and the morning light had not yet appeared. The court meeting had already begun. As soon as the emperor started to speak, he found that the courtiers in the hall were commotion like waves from the back to the front.

Seeing the emperor frowned, Eunuch Li hurriedly sent the little eunuch standing by the side door to see what was going on, but he heard a loud and loud voice: "Who are you talking about? Who is here?"

The general next to him reminded him to lower his voice: "Hush! It's Chu Qing, standing outside the hall."

Chu Qing was standing outside the main hall at the moment, looking at the guards and the little eunuch at the door: "Not yet?" The guard and the little eunuch looked at each other: Who is she?
Just listen to Eunuch Li's high-pitched voice inside: "Xuan Chuqing!"

"Here we come!" Chu Qingliang replied, his voice was mellow and soft, but full of energy and a little magnetic, and then he strode into the hall with great strides.

Today's Chu Qing was wearing a fifth-grade imperial uniform, and under the reflection of the lights in the hall, the bright red official robe seemed to have crossed a circle of gold; the whitebait bag on the right side of his waist also reflected a faint golden light.

Under the black official hat, the white hair on the temples was also dyed light golden by the lights, which contrasted with the finger-sized blue-green pearls on the earlobe, as if to show that this person was invulnerable to water, fire, oil and salt.

But the face under the official hat seems to be a clear face, but it doesn't look like it.

That face was less sharp than before, more gentle, and even under the reflection of the lights, there was a little gentleness.

The pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, which were never used to look at people directly, but always made people feel cold and contemptuous, looked at the courtiers present slowly and gracefully.

Those gazes flowed, as if there were clear waves rippling inside; the eyes were clear, black and white, like a young girl, there was no sign of aging or yesterday's yellow flowers.

Although the skin is not delicate enough, it is still fair, no longer the same wheat color as before; the eyelashes are long and slightly raised, just like the curvature of her slightly raised mouth.

Those lips were as moist as cream, and were painted red like official robes. The lips were plump and vivid, as if they wanted to say something but refused to say it.

The shallow beauty groove on the chin no longer has the sense of firmness before, but it adds a third of charm.

The wide straight official gown, bound by the belt, highlights the slender and flexible waist, which seems to be chic and elegant like a long skirt.

Although the waist is slender, it is not comparable to willows, but it is as strong as poplars, with a sense of arrogance and rebellion.

The emperor had never looked at anyone so intently and for a long time, including the empress.

"Doctor Chu Qing, come and report!" Chu Qing said loudly, breaking all eyes and shattering the stagnant atmosphere in the hall.

Perhaps everyone forgot to breathe for a moment, and as the clear voice sounded, they made a slight panting sound at the same time——finally they were able to catch their breath.

Then there was another "hissing" sound of air-conditioning.

She slept well last night and got up earlier than chickens this morning. Chu Qing put on exquisite makeup, and instead of wearing the corset that was usually used to conceal her femininity today, she put on the exquisite bra embroidered by Huang Rong. The figure of the tablet returned to being uneven.

It was so clear that no one had seen it before.

I have never been so amazing even when I participated in the opening of the Blue House.

Sure enough, women are still suitable for red clothes.

(End of this chapter)