Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 210, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
"What do you buy men's clothes for?"

Lin Anluo squeezed her fingers, "These are not two. I'm afraid I won't be warm enough to wear them. I think you're going to burn them anyway, so why don't you sell them to me for some money."

Qiu Rong felt that what she said was reasonable, so she nodded and said, "It's fine to give it to you, but you are really useless as a concubine."

Lin Anluo acted as if she hadn't heard this sentence, her heart was as majestic as Mount Tai, and she was not affected by her contemptuous attitude at all.

There was still six taels of monthly salary left in the rain. She gave Qiu Rong two taels of silver, and walked back from the maid's quarters in the side hall of the cold palace with four winter clothes in her arms. She passed Wei Lang's door and knocked on the door with two fingers. .

"Dong dong!"

There was no movement inside, and she shouted impatiently, "Hey, stammer, are you there?"

With a whimper, the door was suddenly opened, and Wei Lang stood in the gloomy house, his gray-blue eyes were full of murderous intent, and his handsome face was as cold as ice.

"Yo yo yo, what kind of expression is that? It scared my sister to death." Lin Anluo caressed her chest exaggeratedly, rolled her eyes towards the sky, and threw the top two clothes to him, "It's for you."

Wei Lang didn't reach out to pick up the clothes she threw over, and let the two blue thin winter coats fall pitifully and pile up on his feet.He glanced down, lifted his foot and kicked the clothes out.

"You're also mentally ill, aren't you? It's been several months, and the north wind blows you so cold, don't you want clothes for you?" Lin Anluo raised her eyebrows angrily. She picked up the clothes and threw them into Wei Lang's arms again. Here, she snorted coldly, "I'm afraid that your mother will see you miserable in the human world with no one to take care of her, and turn into a ghost and return to the human world. I will live next door to you, and I will suffer a lot."

Wei Lang kicked it out again, the corners of Lin Anluo's mouth twitched, she was speechless, playing football with her?

She knelt down to pick up the two dusty clothes, patted them, looked at the stubborn young man standing in the room, sighed with pity or helplessness, and whispered, "I'll let you go , love or not."

After saying that, she put the clothes by his door, Wei Lang closed the door ruthlessly, making her feel ashamed.

"Damn child." Lin Anluo cursed, stood up and left.

She passed by her door, and the system told her that the killer was still on standby on the beam, Lin Anluo immediately walked away without hesitation, and went to visit another neighbor of hers.

I have to say that this killer is really dedicated, Liang Shangjun has been working as a gentleman for almost half an hour and still doesn't leave, forcing her to have a room and dare not go back.

Next door to her is the crazy Feng Zhaoyi, who owns a courtyard by herself. Lin Anluo walked into the courtyard and saw no one, but went into the house to look again. There was an unknown object lying in front of the window. The clothes on her body were gray and black, as if she was wearing a huge suit. Rags, disheveled hair perched on top of his head like a bird's nest.The unknown object was very quiet, with its head resting on the window sill, as if looking up at the sky.

"Feng Zhaoyi?" Lin Anluo approached her step by step, calling softly.

The lying woman turned her head immediately. She was very thin, with sunken cheeks and basically no flesh, but only a pair of eyes were particularly bright on her dirty face. It was a very weird and frightening look. Kind of bright.

Lin Anluo smiled at her friendly.

The next second, Feng Zhaoyi was sitting in front of the window, bent over like a ball, and ran towards her aggressively, shouting excitedly, "Butterfly!"

Lin Anluo: I am a butterfly of your uncle
She started too fast, and Lin Anluo only had time to swear in her heart in shock, and then she was knocked back a few steps. Feng Zhaoyi raised her head to confirm her position, put her head on her waist again, and rushed over.

(End of this chapter)