I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Han Yi immediately asked: "Go and ask for another room?"

Yan Zheng shook his head: "I just heard that many well-looking lonely men were also taken away for search."

Han Yi was shocked: "They reacted so quickly?"

Yan Zheng said: "From Wangcheng to Changyang, it will take less than a day if you hurry up. From yesterday to now, King Zhao has probably reacted."

Han Yi clicked his tongue and turned to look at Yan Zheng: "Then... what else can I do?"

Yan Zheng didn't say anything, he just got up and found a set of red clothes in the innermost part of the suitcase.

Han Yi raised his eyebrows. He didn't realize that Yan Zheng still had a hobby of wearing red clothes.

It's just that when Yan Zheng shook off the suit and put it on the bed, he felt that something... wasn't quite right.

Because that suit is very obviously women's clothing!

Han Yi was immediately alert: "What...what do you mean?"

Yan Zheng looked at him, suddenly rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "What do you think?"

Han Yi jumped up immediately: "Why are there women's clothing?"

Yan Zheng coughed lightly and said, "I asked Han to prepare it, just in case."

Han Yi:? ? ? ? ?I understand the truth, but why did you ask him to prepare women's clothing?

I took the initiative to go out and let the two of you talk, and you are just messing with me like this?

If I had known that he would not go out, I would have tried my best to stop him!

Han Yi turned his head and was about to jump out of the window, but Yan Zheng quickly stopped him and said, "What are you doing?"

Han Yi had a stubborn face: "This is not good, do I want to lose face?"

Yan Zheng asked: "Is it for face or for life?"

Han Yi really wanted to say that King Zhao would probably not kill him, but thinking about it, with King Zhao's temper, he probably won't be treated much better when he goes back.

Thinking about it again, he suddenly trembled, this is a threat from the boss.

Han Yi sat back aggrieved, and Yan Zheng smiled when he saw his appearance: "It's okay, if you don't want to, I'll come."

Han Yi took a serious look at Yan Zheng, thought about how he would look in women's clothing, and then... realized that he was incapable of imagination.

At this time, there was already some commotion downstairs, Han Yi's complexion changed, he picked up his clothes and said, "Change, I'll change immediately."

Anyway, they were all men, and Han Yi didn't shy away from it, so he took off his jacket directly, but when he put on the red women's dress, he found that the dress...he didn't know how to wear it.

The main reason is that the belt looks very troublesome, the clothes of the little lady, and what Yan Zheng prepared is the style that young aristocratic little ladies often wear, with a lot of accessories on it, so that Han Yi didn't know what to do. Just wear it.

Yan Zheng really couldn't see it, and he guessed that when Han Yi got dressed, the people below would have already rushed up to watch the male-to-female transformation on the spot.

Han Yi stood there watching Yan Zheng help him tidy up all the bits and pieces on his body, and asked with a malicious face: "Ah Zheng, you are very skilled. Could it be that Wangcheng still has your green plum?"

Yan Zheng raised his head to look at him, but unexpectedly found that red suits Han Yi very well, and it complements his fair skin even more.

After helping Han Yi fasten his belt, he leaned into his ear and said, "Aren't you the one?"

Han Yi:? ? ? ? ?

He turned his head to look at Yan Zheng, just in time to see the playful smile on the other's face, and suddenly felt that his filter for Yan Zheng was broken by about a quarter.

What about the serious and serious character set?How could it be so skinny?

After Yan Zheng flirted with him, someone came to open the door.

Yan Zheng's expression changed: "Oops, bun."

Han Yi also realized that he had changed his clothes, but his hair... what happened to his hair?

It's impossible for Yan Zheng to be able to pull a little girl's hairstyle, right?

What's more, the meeting is useless. The searchers have already arrived at the door, so it's too late.

Just when Han Yi thought he would reveal his secrets, Yan Zheng raised his hand and untied his hair tie, letting the hair of black hair fall loose.

Then he took out a horn comb and handed it to Han Yi and said, "Leave the rest to me."

Han Yi could only sit in front of Shui Jian with black lines all over his hair, pretending to be with a comb.

After tidying up, Yan Zheng went to open the door. After seeing the soldiers outside the door, he said indifferently, "What happened?"

When his eyes turned cold, there was a sense of coldness. The patrolling soldiers outside the door were originally aggressive, but now seeing him for no reason, their aura was a little lower, no... not just a section, the patrolling soldiers at that moment I want to nod and bow and apologize!

Fortunately, he still remembered his responsibilities, so he asked very politely: "We are searching for criminals, and please cooperate with Mr. Xiao Lang."

Yan Zheng asked: "People commit crimes? We don't have anyone committing crimes here."

As he spoke, he handed over the citizenship certificate in his hand, um, there are still two copies.

When Han Yi saw that he was holding the citizenship certificate, his heart tensed at first, and then he thought that Yan Zheng did not reveal anything, and he could plan ahead for Han to prepare women's clothing. How could he not remember to ask him to prepare a corresponding citizenship certificate? ?

It wasn't until this time that he understood why Han acted so strangely before leaving. He wouldn't think he agreed, would he?

Thinking of this possibility, Han Yi almost broke the comb in his hand.

At this time, after the patrol soldiers searched Yan Zheng's nationality, they were immediately in awe, and wiped their sweat in their hearts: Fortunately, there was no collision, this is a person with a title.

He asked cautiously, "I don't know where Ling Zheng is?"

Yan Zheng frowned slightly, and the inspector immediately said: "Please forgive me, Corporal."

Yan Zheng said: "My wife is fixing her hair, please wait a moment."

Han Yi sitting in front of the water mirror:? ? ? ? ?

Lingzheng?Wife?

He looked at Yan Zheng in disbelief, and then saw Yan Zheng walking beside him, and said very gently: "Take it easy first, don't make people wait for a long time."

As he spoke, he tied Han Yi's hair up with a headband, which looked a bit like the attire of a woman who hadn't left the court.

Then Yan Zheng took his hand all the way to the door and asked, "Do you have any other questions?"

The patrolman immediately said: "The two are really...that...that...that..."

He winked wildly at the shopkeeper who was following him, and the shopkeeper had no choice but to say: "A perfect match."

The patrol soldier immediately said: "Yes, yes, yes, it is...beads...a perfect match! Excuse me, take my leave."

Just as the patrolling soldiers were about to leave, the innkeeper suddenly said, "I remember it was the two young gentlemen before, why..."

Han Yi suddenly became very nervous, and the patrolling soldiers stopped immediately.

Yan Zheng said in a calm manner: "My wife is born beautiful, to avoid trouble, she walks in men's clothing, is there a problem?"

The innkeeper hurriedly laughed with him: "Don't dare."

The patrolman seemed to have found another problem and asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Xiaolang, why don't you go to the post house?"

Inns are generally a place for wealthy businessmen and commoners to stay, and people with official positions and titles usually choose post inns.

After all, the post house is officially opened, and the environment is much better than the inn.

Yan Zheng saw the trick: "The search was delayed when we entered the city. It was already late when we came in, and we were not familiar with Changyang, so we didn't find the post house for a while. We happened to pass by here, so we settled here for the time being. , anyway, we have to leave tomorrow, the inn is no different."

The patrolman nodded and seemed to believe it, but asked again: "You two are leaving tomorrow? Where are you going?"

Yan Zheng said: "Go to Korea, my wife is from Korea."

After Yan Zheng finished speaking, he added: "Even if there are other mistakes, the nationality registration is not wrong. You two don't even believe in the nationality registration?"

The patrol soldiers thought it was true, so they saluted and continued to search. The innkeeper also apologized quickly, and asked someone to send a plate of peanuts as an apology.

Before leaving, the owner of the inn kindly reminded: "If you two go to South Korea, you have to hurry as soon as possible. I heard that all the cities passing through from Wangcheng to South Korea are under martial law."

He whispered and left.

After he left, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to look at Yan Zheng and asked, "What did you tell Han? How did you arrange your identity?"

Yan Zheng knew what he wanted to ask, so he asked, "If they're not husband and wife, what could they be?"

Han Yi said casually: "Brothers and sisters, well, you don't mind, brothers and sisters are fine too."

Han Yi would not dare to ask Yan Zheng to call him brother, but all male relatives of Yan Zheng are very dangerous, but it doesn't matter if he is a sister, he treats his own girls pretty well.

Thinking about it like this, he was really eager to try it out, for this, it's okay for him to wear women's clothing once.

The so-called integrity, if it really breaks down, it will be very fast.

Yan Zheng asked: "Whether it's brothers or sisters, how decent is it to sleep in the same room?"

Han Yi felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he regretted it.

He yawned and said: "Forget it, let's rest first. I haven't had a good rest in the past two days. Recharge your batteries tonight, and leave tomorrow morning. Ah, the bullock cart..."

Yan Zheng said, "I already bought a mule cart, there are not many ox carts in this place."

It doesn't matter what kind of car it is, Han Yi, as long as it can be used, it doesn't matter.

Then he thought of a very serious question: "I...I can't drive a car."

Yan Zheng didn't count on him at all, and said casually, "I'll come."

Han Yi suddenly regained consciousness, and quickly said, "I'll learn from you tomorrow."

Even if Emperor Shihuang was to be his coachman, even if he had eight hundred guts, he wouldn't dare!

It seems to be nothing now, the two of them are a mutual help group, but what if Yan Zheng is in the right position in the future, and suddenly remembers that Han Yi drove the car back then and feels ashamed?

Yan Zheng didn't think Han Yi's attitude was strange. It's normal for men to learn to drive a car. He wondered why Han Yi couldn't.

He responded, turned around and had someone bring some hot water, intending to take a bath with Han Yi separately.

Han Yi was a little awkward at first, but this room is probably the best room in this inn. The bathing place is separated from the room, as if it is a separate bathroom.

If you think of this as staying in a double room with a colleague on a business trip, it seems no different. After all, they also lived in the same room in the wooden house last night.

After Han Yi finished washing and came out wiping his hair, he realized a very serious problem—this room is different from a wooden house...it only has one bed!