Proud Concubine Comes to the World: The Phoenix Overwhelms the World

"Then we need to find four men, how do we find them?"

Who wants to?Pretending to be a woman?So good, who dares to do it?

"Why don't you count me in first. After all, Mo Yin was also involved in this incident. As her friend, I naturally have to help her, but my strength can deal with those people, so I don't need anyone to wait for me. Get them yourself."

Chu Ningyuan smiled and said, but there was an indescribable coldness in his eyes, is it Qin Wuxia?This time she wanted to see how interesting it would be if your hidden guard was lost in our hands?

Everyone looked at the boy, he was still in his infancy, it was really hard to find out that he was pretending to be a girl,

"Then Qingwei, Qinghuan, you are responsible for protecting him."

Yu Mo's eyes fell on the young Qingwei, and said calmly.

"Sister, your son is only eighteen years old and still belongs to the ranks of teenagers, why don't you ask him to pretend to be a girl for a while? I'll ask Xiangrong to protect him at any time."

Hua Ruo'er was also unambiguous, Chunyang Palace had already produced a man, and Ji Xiulan was the only one who was young enough to pretend to be a woman.

"Sister, what do you mean by that? You want my son to..."

Hua Qian'er didn't expect that the matter would fall to her son, she was stunned, she tugged on Ji Gongni's sleeve, wanting him to speak, but the next moment her son eagerly replied: "Of course, My own strength is not bad, and with the help of my cousin, there must be no problem."

Hua Qian'er suddenly wanted to die. She knew that her son liked his niece, but she didn't know that it had reached this point?As soon as he heard that Hua Xiangrong came to help him, he happily forgot everything!If something happened to him, what would I do as a mother?

She only has such a son, and he is the only one in the entire West Palace, not even a daughter!Ji Xiuqing is dead, and he is the only son in the West Palace.

"Xiang Rong, I've left the matter of your cousin to you."

"Yes, Xiangrong knows."

Hua Xiangrong curled her lips secretly, she doesn't like this cousin, he follows her behind all day, but it's good to let him do some things, if he does a lot of things by himself, even if there are any problems later, he will be completely with her It doesn't matter, in view of this, she chooses to be patient, not to mention that her cousin is the prince of the Western King, the future heir to the king's land of the Western King, and she will not lose anything by being friendly with him.

"Let me be the last one."

Feng Ning said with a smile, and then pointed to Di Chentian: "As for my safety, I will leave it to you, Brother Di. I don't have any fighting spirit."

Everyone was startled, obviously they didn't expect Dongwang Fengning to invite Ying on his own initiative, he is the master of a king's land, how could he be so courageous?

"My master will arrange the safety of Dong Wang."

Bai Xuan spoke instead of Di Chentian, and couldn't help grinding his teeth secretly, he was just asking for trouble for them.

"Then just spread out the birthdays of the four of them. Everyone will wait in their respective places tonight, and they will definitely be hooked."

Thus, such conversations took place on the streets of Zhongji City.

"Hey, do you know? The old Li's family in the city, the old Wang's family, and the Zhang's and Liu's families in the west of the city. The sons of these four families are going to marry their wives in two days!"

"What's so strange about this? Aren't all their sons at the age of marrying wives?"

"Then you guessed wrong. What's strange is not here, but the birthdays of the four brides are all the same, all... the eighth day of March."

"Hey? Such a coincidence? Don't lie to me, right?"

"How can I lie to you? I heard that girls born on the eighth day of March will be prosperous and bring good luck to their husband's family. It's a pity that those ten girls who died could have married good families. Who is the fate of this prosperous husband?" Want them all? Now the ten families are crying out of breath, not to mention how miserable it is."

"That's right, who are the crazy ones who killed thousands of knives to attack them? I know all three girls who died in it. They are all kind and kind girls. It's a pity."

"Yes, eh? All the girls who died were on the eighth day of March? Aren't the daughters-in-law of the four families also born on this birthday? Could there be... a problem?"

"No way? It might just be a coincidence. Don't worry so much."

"That's true. When they get married, we still have to ask for a glass of water and wine."

"Isn't it? I'm just waiting for the wedding wine!"

Pure Yang Palace.

"Wow, Ning Qing...you are so enviable? Why do you look so good-looking no matter you are male or female?"

"I look good?"

Looking at the figure in the mirror, Chu Ningyuan said with a smile: "Compared to Shenzi and Nanwang, I am definitely far behind. It would be a loss if they don't dress up as women."

Mo Yin rubbed his chin, as if what he said was right.

Standing up, she straightened the clothes on her body. The wide sleeves covered her hands, which seemed to be fluttering.

A sky blue two-wrapped wide-sleeved short skirt, with a beige lower skirt, looks extra gentle. The short skirt depicts a delicate ink lotus pattern, and the lower skirt skirt also depicts the same ink lotus flower. The jade hairpin carved in the shape of a lotus is inserted in the bun, and the jade tassels hang down slowly, falling on her ears, making her look like a timeless and beautiful ink painting.

"However, although you are a little worse than those two, you are really good-looking. Fortunately, you are not a woman, otherwise I will cry."

A handsome boy is definitely better than a beautiful girl. Sima Zhaozhi's feelings for Ning Qing are well known to everyone.

As soon as she walked out of the room, the door on the opposite side also opened. Feng Ning was also dressed in two tangles, the difference was that the green bamboo was depicted on it, which was lifelike, as if the bamboo would rustle when the wind blows the next moment.

His appearance is very good-looking, he may not look very good at first glance, but at the second or third glance, he will give off a feeling of elegance.

"Miss Feng."

Chu Ningyuan raised his hands in a bow and said with a smile.

"Miss Ning."

Feng Ning also smiled lightly, indescribably elegant.

"Brother Jun, will it be weird for me to do this?"

Qingwei came out wearing a chest-length skirt. The lavender upper jacket was paired with a lower skirt embroidered with light pink begonia flowers. She was wearing a pale blue gauze drape. The 16-year-old boy still looked a little petite , with a small bun, but even more lovely.

"Where is it? Qingwei, you are so cute!"

Li Anning, the eldest disciple of the Fourth Elder, took over Qing Wei's transformation, and looked at her favorite work with a satisfied face. This Qing Wei has a baby face, which is most suitable for this dress, very cute.

"How can a boy be called cute?"

Qing Wei frowned dissatisfiedly, but Li Anning couldn't help hugging him in his arms and rubbing against her pouting face.

"I say cute is cute."

On the other side, Ji Xiulan walked out slowly in a waist-length skirt with wide sleeves.

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