The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

Zhuo Ye put on the light blue gown, walked out of the screen, sat in front of the bronze mirror, tied a man's hairstyle with a hair band of the same color as the clothes, turned around, and asked Feng Qi with a smile: "How is it?"

"With your outfit, you can compare me with third brother!" Feng Qi nodded and smiled, sincerely admiring.

Zhuo Ye was tall and beautiful, but he didn't have the coquettish attitude of his daughter's family at all. Now that he was wearing men's clothes, he was even more chic and relaxed. He was really a handsome young man.

"Heh," Zhuo Ye generously accepted Feng Qi's praise, and said with a smile, "That's great, go out and see if you can steal the hearts of some beauties back."

"You!" Feng Qi looked at Zhuo Ye's rarely seen joyful and mischievous appearance, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "If there is a girl who really cares about you, I'm afraid it will only be a heartbreak." After a while, he said softly, "Let's go."

Zhuo Ye nodded, and followed Feng Qi to the front hall.

Feng San glanced at Zhuo Ye, said without expression: "Let's go."

This time out, only two guards followed, the other two did not know what to do, Qingzhu and the two guards rode horses, and the driver was replaced by a burly middle-aged man.

Zhuo Ye coveted the street view and kept looking out of the car window.

Seeing this, Feng Qi said softly: "Let's go to the foot of the mountain by car and save our strength to climb the mountain. When you come down in the evening, if you want to go shopping, we can get off at Qilin Street and walk to Lanyue Lake. That part of the road is Zhan The commercial street in the state is also very lively at night."

"Oh, good." Zhuo Ye responded, put down the car curtain, and returned Feng Qi with a faint smile.

Standing at the foot of Biwei Mountain, Zhuo Ye raised his eyes and saw verdant trees, uneven pavilions and pleasant scenery. Although it is not as majestic as Mount Tai and Mount Huang, it has a beautiful and quiet charm.

The mountain road has been simply repaired, and many tourists are climbing up the bluestone steps.Zhuo Ye found that most of the tourists were dressed as scholars, so he couldn't help but whispered: "Unexpectedly, the scholars here also like to exercise."

Feng San raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and glanced at Zhuo Ye lightly.

fitness?Feng Qi felt that this word was relatively new, but after thinking about it literally, she probably understood its meaning, so she couldn't help smiling and said: "Today is Zhanzhou's annual Biweiting Poetry Fair, so naturally there will be more scholars."

"Oh, so that's the case." Zhuo Ye nodded, it seems that their purpose of climbing Biwei Mountain is not so simple!Poetry?Many literati and poets became famous from such gatherings!Isn't this a good opportunity to gather talents...

"My lord... the scenery at the bottom of the mountain is not bad, Qingzhu will accompany you to rest here, how about waiting for the third master and Miss Zhuo to come down?" Qingzhu said cautiously.

"No, third brother and I will go up."

Hearing this, Qingzhu said anxiously: "My lord! Your body..."

"I said no need!" Feng Qi suddenly changed her usual gentle attitude and said in a stern tone.

"Seventh brother, don't force it." Feng San looked at Feng Qi with a hint of worry in his expression.

"Third Brother, don't worry, you'll be fine." Feng Qi smiled.

Zhuo Ye felt that their conversation was a bit weird, turned to look at Feng Qi carefully, and found that his face was paler than before, he pondered for a while, but couldn't help but asked: "Your face is not good, are you feeling unwell?"