The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

Very plain purple robe.

It was actually very similar to the purple clothes on Gu Nanqiao's body.

After putting it on, he also moved his hands and feet on his face.

I saw that after adding two thick eyebrows and two beards to his devilishly handsome face... he was still very handsome.

But the evil smell is missing.

"You still don't put it on? Do you want me to help you?"

Mo Shi also sorted everything out and turned around to see that Gu Nanqiao was still there. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the beard at the corner of his mouth, staring into her deep eyes.

"Need not."

Gu Nanqiao subconsciously put on the thin cloak in his hand.

But just as she was tying the rope, a big hand passed over her head, and in an instant, the three thousand coiled black hair fell down like a waterfall.

"What are you doing, Your Majesty?" Gu Nanqiao frowned.

"That bun of yours doesn't match your clothes."

Not worthy?

Gu Nanqiao was a little confused.

At this moment, Mo Shi also walked around behind her and gently ran his long fingertips through her hair...

Gu Nanqiao's body stiffened and his pupils shrank.

Her instinct was to hide.

"do not move."

A deep voice came from behind her head, and at the same time a big hand gently pressed her head.

Gu Nanqiao has a black line on his forehead;…

"Ninth Prince, what on earth are you going to do?"

Gu Nanqiao was not used to this feeling, so she stiffened and wanted to hide.

But the big hand pressing on the top of her head actually started combing her... hair.

One moment at a time, gently and slowly.

"Tonight is the festival of beggars."

and then?

Gu Nanqiao didn't understand what the man meant.

As Mo Shiyi said this, he took out a wooden hairpin from his arms and used the wooden hairpin to tie half of Gu Nanqiao's black and soft three thousand green hair behind his head.

"I'll take you to see the Qiqiao Festival in Beijing."

What?

Before Gu Nanqiao could react, she was already pulled by him into another simple carriage.

It turned out that Mo Shiyi's big, eye-catching carriage stopped at the entrance of an alley leading to the Nine Princes' Mansion.

Taking advantage of the gap where the large carriage was stuck in the alley, he avoided everyone's eyes and ears and switched to another small carriage that had been prepared in the alley.

The carriage quickly disappeared into the other end of the alley.

Night falls.

The streets and alleys in Beijing began to become lively.

Various colorful lanterns.

Especially the night market near the river.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn, with flower-shaped water lanterns in the river, Kongming lanterns under the starry sky, and children holding lanterns of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl...

Guess lantern riddles.

juggling.

Very lively.

After getting off the car, Gu Nanqiao was dragged to this lively street. For a moment, Gu Nanqiao couldn't react.

Standing on the bustling street, her steps froze.

She actually felt a sense of social fear welling up in her heart.

This feeling surprised her.

How could she be like this...

correct.

She seemed to have just remembered that whether it was five years in her previous life or rebirth in this life, it seemed that she had not been to a place with such a large number of people for a long time.

It's really... not used to it.

"Not used to it?"

At this moment, a man's low voice came to his ears.

Gu Nanqiao opened his mouth, and finally said helplessly, "It's a bit, I haven't seen so many people in a long time, and I'm a little scared."

"Let's go then."

"Walk?"

Gu Nanqiao subconsciously turned to look at him.

Mo Shiyi grabbed her wrist first and pulled her into the busy street...

"If you're not used to something, just get used to it. Just squeeze in with the crowd and have a good time and you'll get used to it."

Gu Nanqiao; "..."

Lin San in disguise; "..."

Doesn’t the master always hate such lively occasions?

Are you going to fight the crowds? ?