i just want to be a woman

When Houqing saw Shaoqing, a young man who was more than ten times better than him, his inferiority complex and arrogance burst out in his chest, and he glared at him: "Let the two old men, Wen Xiang and Wu Xiang, come and pick me up."

Shaoqing had chosen his master long ago, held his thighs firmly, his position in Beiming was secure, and raised his eyes lightly to look at the two old things trembling behind him.

The two old men didn't dare to disobey Shao Qing's wishes, they fought to come over and salute Hou Qing.

Hou Qing snorted coldly, these two immortals still have the face to return to Bei Ming, this is not the point, the point is that they still have the face to appear in front of him.He glanced at the two old things again, anyway, now he is wearing women's clothing and returning to Beiming with great momentum, almost yelling around without beating gongs and drums: "The little prince of Beiming pretends to be a woman to be the regent's wife. It's really shameful and embarrassing!" Grandma's home.

Hou Qing broke the cans and threw them at grandma's house anyway, so he was not afraid of being more embarrassing, pointing at Wu Xiang and saying: "You will be the pedal for me."

Wu Xiang's face turned dark all of a sudden, even if it was Houqing's father, the old prince of Beiming would not dare to humiliate him like this, so he glared at Houqing angrily.

Houqing looked at Shaoqing.

Shaoqing glanced at the guard standing upright behind him again.

The guard standing upright naturally took out his close-fitting sword and pulled out the scabbard, the blade was shining coldly.The guard picked up the military jug he was carrying, poured a mouthful of water into his mouth, and sprayed the sword again, then handed the military jug to the person beside him, and he naturally took out another piece of water from his pocket. Wipe it carefully with a silk cloth, and then take a serious look at Wu Xiang's neck under his head.

Wu Xiang lay on the ground cowardly, using his unwillingness to lead troops to fight, and dedicated himself to offering his back straight in front of Hou Qing.

The corner of Hou Qing's mouth curled up into a sneer, he crossed his hips, and stepped on Wu Xiang's old waist with both feet, feeling extremely embarrassed in his heart, and found Wen Xiang beside him snickering with sharp eyes.He sneered in his heart: "I'm not dead, dare to cuckold me, just wait."

Wen Xiang's back shivered, he was stunned for a moment, looked at Hou Qing, his back hurt, he had no doubts, if it wasn't for his old waist, he would be the one who was trampled to the ground by the little prince today.

Xia Xiaobai knew that Wu Xiang, an old man who was afraid of death, had been injured in his early years, and his back was not very good. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to torment him, but because he was afraid that this old man's waist would break and his precious body would be broken. Regrettably, he stomped a few times on his waist and fell to the ground.

He Yifan took off his military robe very professionally and spread it on the ground, letting Hou Qing step on his military robe so as not to stain his shoes and skirt.Today's He Yifan is Houqing's personal bodyguard, his identity is no different from that of a soldier who couldn't tell the individual among the soldiers in those days, and his military robe is also quite important.

Hou Qing stepped on He Yifan's military robe, raised his eyebrows, looked at Wen Xiang with a smile, and said, "My personal bodyguards took the initiative to take off their robes for me, won't Wen Xiang express it?"

Wen Xiang's face was livid: "This is not appropriate. The little prince is an example for all the people of Beiming. How can he humiliate important officials at will?"

The corners of Hou Qing's mouth curled up, and his eyes looked at him like a poisonous snake spitting out snake letters. When Hou Qing was young, he felt that the old man Wen Xiang was not a good person. The old man always said that he was a role model. The old prince took care of him; when Hou Qing grew up, Wen Xiang wanted him to be an example for all people, so he often listened to the old man's ink; now the old man asked him to wear a cuckold and let him set an example.

Hou Qing snorted coldly and said, "You must have put such a green hat on my head. You want the people in Beiming to learn from me and treat the old man who betrays his master and snatches his master's daughter-in-law with generosity and honesty like a turtle." ?"

Wen Xiang trembled all over, and his knees softened: "Little prince, please spare me."

Regarding this brazen old thing, Houqing only glanced at Shaoqing, and Shaoqing only glanced at the guard holding the cold sword. The guard's military boots stepped in front of Wen Xiang, without saying a word, when Wen Xiang raised his head When Lai wanted to save his face with his three-inch tongue, the guard knocked him unconscious with a knife in his hand, and stripped him roughly, without listening to a word he said.

He Yifan didn't lose Houqing's face today, and spread a strange silk carpet for Houqing with Wenxiang's clothes, so that the green on the top of Houqing's head was dimmed, and he walked up the steps with his head held high, and stepped into the North Pluto. government.

This trip home, Hou Qing felt physically and mentally uncomfortable like never before, as if someone was missing around her.He turned his head to Bai Yun who was supporting him: "When did Xia Xiaobai know that I belong to a woman?"

Naturally, Bai Yun didn't dare to tell him the truth, so he could only say: "I don't know, either."

Hou Qing thought about Bai Yun's unique brain circuit, and it would be a great surprise if she knew, so she turned her attention to He Yifan: "She doesn't know, you must know."

He Yifan's heart trembled, because Madam's words were in affirmative sentences, and his face was profound, he must have sensed something to say this, He Yifan thought for a while before saying this. : "My lord heard what Wen Xiang said in the barracks."

He Yifan had been with Baiyun for a long time, and when he lied, he never blushed or breathed out. Hou Qing soon believed what he said. After all, Hou Qing thought that he had worked so hard to pretend to be a woman, and he was so good-looking. Beautiful, how could Xia Xiaobai detect something strange from him?The only possibility is that the old man who tormented Wenxiang before, he secretly went to Xia Xiaobai to inform him with a grudge.

But Xia Xiaobai really liked him, he couldn't help himself, so he didn't care whether he was a man or a woman.

When Hou Qing realized this truth, she narcissistically touched the white and tender skin on her face, it was too beautiful to be a crime!

And Wen Xiang, who had been stripped naked, was lying unconscious outside Beiming Wang's mansion and shot.

Hou Qing walked to the main seat in the hall of the North Hades Palace, raised his eyebrows and glanced at those who stood respectfully. In the main hall, Hou Qing, his father, and he have sat before, Xia Xiaobai He also sat down, and the feng shui turned to his head again, and a feeling of emotion suddenly arose in his heart, he pulled the apple of his chest, and sat down gracefully under the scrutiny of everyone.

Shaoqing stood beside him respectfully: "Little prince..." He looked at Qing's gorgeous clothes hesitantly, he walked quite leisurely, and looked refreshed, but...

Hou Qing couldn't bear the sight of people who were smarter than him half-talking in front of him, so he glared at him, and said unhappily: "Speak up if you have something to say." If you have something to say, let it go.

Because Shaoqing is now taking care of Beimingwang's mansion, and he still has to rely on him, he didn't say anything later, but he felt even more upset.

Shaoqing, who was well aware of the little prince's bad temper, cupped his hands respectfully: "Do you... want to change your clothes?"

Hou Qing looked down at the two big apples on his chest, which were covered by a thin breast wrap, revealing a rounded arc. He had just changed into the clothes in the carriage. Meilun Meilun, gorgeous and conspicuous, instantly fascinated her. The countless eyes of the hall were focused on him.

Houqing thought that Shaoqing was jealous that he was so beautiful and wore eye-catching clothes to steal his limelight, so Shaoqing was upset.

Hou Qing snorted and said: "The clothes are very good." Holding her chin, she raised her head to stare at Shao Qing, and said with a smile, "You've been wearing dead white all day for several years, it's time to change it." Changed into a comfortable position, raised Erlang's legs, and said, "It's good to be like me."

Sweat dripped from Shaoqing's forehead onto the collar of his neck, he cupped his hands, forced a smile on his face, and said respectfully: "The little prince is right."

Hou Qing thought that he had seen through someone's plot, and he felt very happy, humming a little tune, and seeing Wu Xiang who was not pleasing to the eye was also a bit pleasing to the eye.

When Wu Xiang saw Hou Qing staring at him, his back hurt, and he turned his head to send a small official with a lower official position to go out and call Wen Xiang in as cannon fodder. Thinking this way, regardless of Hou Qing's sharp eyes, Whisper with those around you.

The little official didn't dare to hesitate after listening to Wu Xiang's order, and ran away huffing and puffing.

Hou Qing paused, lowered his head, fiddled with his white fingers carelessly, and called out: "Mr. Wu."

The old man's back was barely straight, but he softened again when he heard the young prince's call, he trotted to Houqing with his head bowed, flatteringly said: "What is the young prince's order?"

Hou Qing said with a smile on his face: "How dare I, a prodigal son, order you! You are an old hero who followed my father through life and death! If I speak loudly to you, you will say that I don't respect the old, and you will treat the soldiers poorly." heart; I whispered to you, you pretended to be deaf and dumb, when I was farting, dare I?"

Wu Xiang's waist was aching, and he lowered his posture to the lowest: "I don't mean that, I just hope that the little prince can become a talent."

Hou Qing snorted coldly: "Mr. Wu is really a good general of our Beiming."

Cold sweat broke out on Wu Xiang's forehead. He never thought that the prodigal son would stand on his waist one day. He really regretted it.However, I believe that the little official will soon find the cannon fodder, and his old waist can rest.

Sure enough, the petty officials did not disappoint Prime Minister Wu.

Wen Xiang, that sanctimonious old man, was afraid that the prodigal son would come back and rebuild Beiming.When I came back to toss people for the first time, I definitely didn't dare to toss them too hard. Bei Ming was in the middle of employing people, so he would definitely take the opportunity to reap some benefits.If Prime Minister Wu took advantage of his absence, wouldn't he be ashamed just now?

After Wen Xiang was woken up by the little official, it took the shortest time to not only put on fancy clothes, but also bring his son who suggested him to wear fancy clothes, and his son was also dressed in fancy clothes , both of them wore a yellow hat on their heads, and it seemed that the father and son were quite nondescript.

Wu Xiang lowered his head and secretly smiled. He didn't have to dig a hole, Wen Xiang's old fox jumped in on his own initiative, and he was not afraid of death, dressed in colorful clothes and swaggering around, doing his own evil.