The devil attacks me every day

There are only so many ways for the young boy to disguise himself.

When Zhuang Nanmu insisted on buckling a bamboo basket with leftovers on Meng Qi'an's head, Meng Qi'an couldn't bear to stop the stupid boy from bewitching him.

for.

"If you tell me to paint my face and change my clothes, I'll bear it—" Meng Qi'an tore off the limp vegetable leaves hanging from his hair, holding back the discomfort of wanting to vomit

He asked, "What is this vegetable basket used for? Don't you think it's strange for your family to have a frame on the head of ordinary people?"

When Zhuang Nanmu's round eyes and round face looked at Meng Qi'an together, he couldn't help but get chills down his spine, and at the same time felt that the young man was being unreasonable.

The request is somewhat difficult to refuse.

He said: "Then, Mr. Meng, do you mind...wearing a woman's dress?"

Meng Qi'an didn't speak, but silently walked to Zhuang Nanmu's side, looking at him from top to bottom.

"..." Zhuang Nanmu slightly raised his head to look at Meng Qi'an, and sighed, "It's a bit high."

Then he raised his head slightly, stared at Meng Qi'an's face and said, "Mr. Meng, why don't you pretend to be my brother?"

"Your brother?" Meng Qi'an said in disbelief, "How do you and I look alike?"

Of course, Zhuang Nanmu had his own logic, so he analyzed it for Meng Qi'an: "There is no need to look like it. My brother rarely

Back outside the bamboo, there are very few people who can remember what my brother looks like..."

Modify the eyebrows and eyes a little, put on Zhuang Qing's clothes and accessories, and raise it a little higher by two inches, who can recognize it at night?

Hearing what Zhuang Nanmu said, Meng Qi'an also felt that it was barely feasible.

Zhuang Qing likes to wear a dark blue cloak over white clothes, and the wide sleeves are blown up by the wind while walking, looking crisp and handsome.And he is taciturn

Shaoyu rarely showed up, and leaving with Zhuang Nanmu can also be interpreted as a private matter between brothers, and others are not qualified to question him.

The green jade fairy vine surged in Zhuang Nanmu's palm, and it turned into a green vine hairpin in a short while, handing it to Meng Qi'an and saying: "Young Master Meng, wait for me for a while, I will

Go steal my brother's clothes! "

After saying that, he looked around like a thief and ran away.

When Zhuang Nanmu sneaked into Zhuang Qing's residence, he heard Zhuang Qing talking to someone.But there is no one in the house except Zhuang Qing, okay?

Driven by curiosity, Zhuang Nanmu sat by the window and listened to the corner.

He squinted his eyes and looked into the room, only to see Zhuang Qing holding a water mirror in his hand, a man's face was vaguely shaking on it, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"... Hahaha, which girl are you talking about? But you are from Zeshu Mansion?" A strange male voice came from the water mirror, and the voice was hearty and heartless.

than Merry.

Then came Zhuang Qing's voice: "It's not a girl."

"No?" The man was startled for a moment, and then with the desire to gossip, "Zhuang Nanhai, Zhuang Nanhai, I really didn't

Thinking about it, you really just—what's that person's name?Which family's child is it?Can you bring it for me to see? "

Zhuang Qing was silent for a while, with a hint of sadness in his voice: "...he probably doesn't care about me."

The person in the water mirror slapped the bone fan on his palm and said, "Wuxin? How could he be Wuxin? Whose child is he so disrespectful?"

Know etiquette?Haven't you heard of the saying, don't put willows inadvertently? "

Zhuang Nanmu leaned on the window edge and slandered: Don't say that my elder brother has never heard of it, I have never heard of this sentence!

But... Zhuang Nanmu couldn't help but gossip with the person on the other side of the water mirror, what is his brother talking about?hesitating indistinctly

, what careless?What etiquette?Why are girls not girls?What are they talking about?

He didn't dare to get too close, so he squinted his eyes and took another sneak peek. He seemed to see Zhuang Qing showing a shadow picture to the person in the water mirror.

Duan has a high ponytail, so I don't see his face, but he's definitely not a girl, but a boy.

The person at the other end of the water mirror excitedly tapped the jade bone fan on his palms several times, and praised: "Good-looking!... You say he has no intentions, what about you?"

Another moment of silence.

"I don't know." Zhuang Qing shook her head, "It's just the first time I care about a stranger."

"Tsk..." The voice in the water mirror also had some regrets, "It's okay, you have only lived for less than 30 years, and you know what love, hatred, anger, and ignorance are...

Zhuang Nanhai, when you live thousands of years like me, you will know how boring your troubles are now, do you care?It takes fate to care,

Let it be... By the way, your master asked when you will come back, it seems that there is something wrong. "

Zhuang Nanmu saw that the two of them seemed to be finishing their chat, how could he dare to stay where he was and continue to eavesdrop, flying on tiptoe seemed to have stolen Zhuang Qing's clothes,

He escaped in his arms.

Meng Qi'an received Zhuang Qing's clothes that night.

He habitually picked it up and smelled it, and there was a familiar smell of herbs, which was the same as when Zhuang Qing soaked in the bath when he was a "gentleman on Liangshang" that day.

A taste of herbs.

Meng Qi'an asked Zhuang Nanmu, "What's wrong with your brother?"

Zhuang Nanmu was still tossing a pile of bottles and cans on the table, almost all of them were eyebrow powder and rouge for women, and he didn't answer: "No, I

Brother is not sick... What's wrong? "

Meng Qi'an finished combing the half bun, picked up Zhuang Qing's clothes and smelled them, not only the white clothes smelled of herbs, but also the cloak, it must be

He has this herbal smell on him all the time, which is why he can stain his clothes with this smell.

"Aren't you sick..." Meng Qi'an stopped talking, laughing at himself as a meddling, "It's nothing, I'll just ask. By the way, are you here?"

Turn what? "

Zhuang Nanmu held a box of eyebrow powder for women's eyebrows and smiled happily: "Mr. Meng, this color is fine. I tried it. You can paint your eyebrows a little bit."

Make it thicker, pick a little higher... just paint as fiercely as possible!Then... put some more on your face, my brother is not as white as you. "

"..." Meng Qi'an paused when he took off his clothes, then sighed, changed his clothes silently, and sent his face over, "Draw it.

"

·

The night is like thick ink, so deep that I can't faint.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and occasionally a few lanterns pass by quickly in the quiet night, casting orange candlelight on the red bricks and green tiles.

Zhuang Nanmu and Meng Qi'an, who had raised his height by two inches, slowly passed the only way to the outside of Zeshu Mansion where the disciples outside Zhuang were stationed.two side by side

Okay, Meng Qi'an, who has darkened his eyebrows with eyebrow powder, has a half-updo. He is wearing a white coat and a dark green cloak. At first glance, he looks a bit similar to the rumored Zhuang Qing.

.

"Second Young Master?" A Zhuwai disciple was slightly surprised, "Where are you going?"

Turning her eyes to the taller Meng Qi'an again, she hesitated and said, "This, this is..."

Zhuang Nanmu glanced at the disciple very naturally: "My elder brother is back, don't you know?"

Zhuang Qing is the fastest rising natural supreme in the millennium in Liuhe, just like the Huai family who came out of the Anyuan mansion, the Huai family who was born in Huai'an Ming Dynasty, everyone in the Zhuang family naturally

He also regarded Zhuang Qing as the pride of Zeshu Mansion, and immediately said with half respect and half flattery: "Eldest, eldest son, where are you two going so late?"

Naturally, Meng Qi'an didn't dare to speak, so he glanced at this person lightly and didn't say much.Zhuang Nanmu casually took off the ID badge on his waist and threw it away

After counting, he said, "Why do you ask so many questions. If you want to check, hurry up, don't delay my brother's work."

How could the Zhuwai disciples dare to check the ID cards of the two young masters of the dealer, and let them go away with a smile.When the two of them were far away, he and the person beside him

People gossip in a low voice: "Master Zhuang's face is too dark..."

"So what's the matter with a dark face? Men rely on strength, so what's so good about a fair face?" Another person said.

"..."

The two were still chatting softly, and a tall shadow came walking quickly not far away, and when they got closer, they saw that the person was dressed in white clothes with a

The dark blue cloak, the hair on the temples on the forehead is combed to the back of the head, and only a piece of ivy is used to comb the short bun, and the loose long hair moves with the wind.

And the face that is not inferior to the moonlight is as clear as a knife, with thick and slender eyebrows like a sword, and the eyebrows are raised, with a wanton arrogance

.

Zhuwai disciple suddenly looked behind him, there was no one behind him, the two young masters had long since left, but the person in front of him

A person who looks and dresses almost exactly the same as the eldest son... who is this?

"Hey, wait, you, who are you?" Seeing that Zhuang Qing was about to leave, the Zhuwai disciple hurriedly reached out to stop him.

Zhuang Qing pulled from his waist an identity badge that all disciples outside Zhuang had, and wrote three small words on the green jade bamboo piece: Zhuang Nanhai.

Why is there another eldest son here?

The disciples outside Zhuang were at a loss. Where had they seen what the eldest son Zhuang looked like?I met two this night, which one is real?

, which is false?

Zhuang Qing was worried that Meng Qi'an and Zhuang Nanmu who had left without permission would be in danger, so they couldn't wait for a few people to question them carefully, so they directly stretched out their palms, and instantly the green jade vines

It turned into a long sword and was held in his hand: "Why, do you have any questions?"

"No, no!" Qingyu Immortal Vine is a unique talent of the Zeshu Zhuang family's direct line, and it cannot be possessed by anyone who is not outstanding.The disciples outside the bamboo are in a hurry to disperse

Kailai, silently watching Zhuang Qing pass through the crowd with his sword.

When Zhuang Qing's figure was far away, the disciple outside Zhuang frowned and sent a spiritual message to the clan to inquire, and finally found that the first and second sons of Zhuang Qing were not in the clan.

answer within.

"Two people are missing...three people are gone..." They felt as if they had caused a catastrophe, "Then, which one is the real Grand Duke?"

Son? "

"The second one?" said one.

"Didn't you say that men rely on strength? The second one is more like a boy than the first one..."

"Shut up quickly! Don't be overheard!...Don't talk about what happened tonight, in case the one who let go is the one from the Meng family..."

Everyone lowered their heads like eggplants beaten by frost.

If Meng Zhao, who killed Mr. Beichuan, was really let go, they really couldn't bear it and walked away.

On the other side, Meng Qi'an, whose face was covered with black powder by Zhuang Nanmu, walked out of the monitoring point of Zhuwai disciples and stood still.Zhuang Nanmu pulled him hard

Sleeves, anxiously said: "Young Master Meng, hurry up, it will be too late when they recover!"

Meng Qi'an squatted down and said, "Wait, the shoe fell off."

Then he silently took off the non-heeled shoes, pulled out a few thick insoles and threw them on the ground, and put the shoes back on: "Let's go!"

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The author has something to say:

So the babies know why real Su Yaowei thinks that Zhao Qian looks familiar hhhh it is indeed the one he 'saw' once more than a hundred years ago hhhh