Quick Transmigration Fancy Raiders Handbook of Male Gods

Chapter 19 Men's Clothes Saint Son vs. Evil Lord (8)

"Son..."

Xia Weiliang didn't expect to see Qing Fengyue again so soon.

Her original intention was actually very simple, she wanted Qing Fengyue to hurry up!
But she didn't expect that Chunfeng Tower actually belonged to Qing Fengyue!

This is very embarrassing.

"Well, take off your veil."

Qing Fengyue opened her thin lips lightly and said with scorching eyes.

Xia Weiliang took off her veil, her pearls were dizzy, her beautiful jade was looking forward to it, and between her beautiful eyebrows, there was a vague aura of books, which did not look like a woman in a brothel at all.

She was wearing a green dress, with blooming peonies embroidered on the cuffs of gold threads, and a few auspicious clouds raised by the silver threads.

But she is also wearing an extremely soft open-mouthed silver gauze dress. Every move she makes causes the silver thread to flicker into a flowing feeling. Against the flawless white skin and delicate facial features, she is unparalleled in elegance and has an awe-inspiring feeling. I can't help but think of the deserted feeling of pity.

"Xia Weiliang? Then follow me."

In a word, it decided her future path.

Xia Weiliang couldn't refuse, because she was afraid that she would accidentally expose her true nature, so she could only itch with anger!
"Yes, son."

Xia Wei said respectfully with a cold face.

"From now on, you don't need to call me son, just call me Fengyue."

Qing Fengyue stared at Xia Weiliang's eyes, lowered her head and smiled slightly.

"Yes, Mr. Fengyue."

Although Xia Weiliang didn't dare to disobey Qing Fengyue, she still stubbornly added the word "gongzi" after Fengyue.

When Qing Fengyue heard the words, she just narrowed her eyes coldly and said nothing.

Returning to the Mingjiao branch again, Xia Weiliang lived in Qing Fengyue's side hall and claimed to be his personal maid.

Regarding this, everyone in the Mingjiao branch ignored her and ignored her.

Because, in their view, the leader belongs to the Holy Son. Although the Holy Son ran away from home, only such an outstanding Holy Son can be worthy of their leader.

"Master Fengyue, are you looking for a slave?"

Xia Weiliang said respectfully.

"Well... Wei Liang, do you have an older brother or younger brother?"

Qing Fengyue always felt that there were some familiar things between her and Shengzi, that's why she asked.

"Master Hui Fengyue, Wei Liang doesn't have any older brothers or siblings."

It seems that Qing Fengyue has already discovered the similarities between her and the Son.

Now that he has become suspicious, it is only a matter of time before his identity is exposed.

"Is that so? Come with me to a place first."

Qing Fengyue elongated her voice, and the corner of her mouth pulled lightly.

Xia Weiliang followed Qing Fengyue and saw him walking to a familiar place step by step.

"Young Master Fengyue, this is?"

Seeing Qing Fengyue push away the room she lived in when she was the Holy Child, Xia Weiliang asked in confusion.

"I just want to confirm my idea, please put it on."

Qing Fengyue pointed to the Shengzi's clothes in the closet.

Unexpectedly, he is quite smart!However, Xia Weiliang is not afraid, after all, she has disguised herself as a man for more than ten years, and the image of the Holy Son has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.She had a way of dressing so that he wouldn't suspect him.

After Xia Weiliang finished dressing, she walked out from behind the screen.

If you only look at the face, after being covered by a mask, it is indeed exactly the same as the Son of God.

It made Qing Fengyue have an illusion, as if the Holy Son had returned, but Xia Weiliang's obviously rising and falling chest was telling that she was not the real Holy Son.

Also, Xia Weiliang didn't wear the special shoes made by Shengzi, so it seemed that her height was different.

"Young Master Fengyue..."

Xia Weiliang pretended that the clothes were not very comfortable, and planned to change them.

"Don't change it yet, just wear it."

Qing Fengyue stopped Xia Weiliang's movements. Even if she was not the real Holy Son, she could just watch her like this.

"Yes, Mr. Fengyue."

Xia Weiliang said respectfully.

"Don't call me Mr. Fengyue in the future, call me Qing Fengyue, and don't add the word "Master" without authorization!"

Qing Fengyue narrowed her eyes coldly and said with a sharp aura.

"Yes, Qing... Fengyue."

Although she often called him by his name when she was the Holy Son, this was the first time she discovered that his name sounded so nice when it came out of her mouth.

Since she changed into the costume of the Son of God, when walking in the church, many congregants misidentified her.

Some even tell her their own stories, which is really funny!
Afterwards, when she reported her family name, the other party's face was obviously flushed, and the small report reached the right owner, and there was no one else.

However, since she changed into the costume of the Son of God, Qing Fengyue seldom came to her.

Busy all day and no one can be seen!

Xia Weiliang is also enjoying the life of being a rice worm, eating and sleeping when she is full every day, and eating when she is full.

His thin body in the past has become much more rounded.

The one with the most obvious growth is her little Wangzi steamed bun, which has grown to a big steamed bun.

At night, Xia Weiliang was dressed in a white undershirt, which outlined her slender waist, and was covered with an open red gauze, which made her skin as transparent as crystal, with red lips and white teeth.

She was lying lazily on the bed, since the last time we met, she had moved into the Son's room.

Xia Weiliang couldn't see through Qing Fengyue's thoughts.

These days, although Qing Fengyue has never given up on finding the Holy Son.

But let her, a person who even he doesn't know the details, live in the room of the Son of God, she should say that he has a big heart!Or he trusted her too much!

These Xia Weiliang are unknown.

There have been rumors recently that the Ming Cult is getting married to the eldest lady of the Fantasy Sect.

The Fantasy Sect is the sect owned by the father of the heroine Xiao Xinru, and the only people in the Ming Cult who are worthy of Xiao Xinru are the leader and the holy son.

As for those elders, they are all people with white hair on their heads, so how can they be the son-in-law that Father Xiao is satisfied with.

Xia Weiliang is clear in her heart that the current Mingjiao does not have a Holy Son.

Therefore, the candidate for marriage is likely to be Qing Fengyue!
It took a lot of effort to get the male protagonist to cut off contact with the female protagonist. Unexpectedly, the female protagonist’s father turned out to be a great helper.

Let the male protagonist and the female protagonist connect again.

After Xia Weiliang heard the news, she waited for Qing Fengyue in the room for a whole day, but she didn't wait for him to come.

At night, Xia Weiliang held a dim silk lamp in his hand to lead the way. The road leading to the study was dark, and except for a little light under his feet, nothing could be seen.

It wasn't until she came outside the study and looked at the faint candlelight inside that she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Qing Fengyue's deep and cold voice came from the room.

"Miss Weiliang, do you have something to do with the leader?"

He also knew how difficult the road to the study was at night.So when he saw that it was Xia Weiliang who came, he was a little surprised.

"En. I heard that Mingjiao is going to marry the eldest lady of the Phantom Sect?"

Although Xia Weiliang knew that this matter should be true, she still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that he would say no.

"it is true."

Qing Fengyue put down the pen in her hand, looked into Xia Weiliang's eyes and said.

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