bright white

At this time, in the eyes of others, Zhuge Liang is already a dead person, so it is not appropriate for this identity to appear at this time.And Zhuge Liang's high-cold Miss Kong family was set up in such a haste.

"Wang Zhaojun and Miss Kong's family are actually old acquaintances. After entering the palace, Wang Zhaojun has never seen Miss again. Strangeness will happen, but you will never be wrong if you remain indifferent, military advisor!" Swearing, she took out a long skirt from behind with a kind smile...

Zhuge Liang's eyes froze, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Huh? Haven't thought of a way to turn Miss Kong into a man?"

Subordinate A sneered: "Military Master, isn't this difficult for others..."

It seems that the fate of wearing women's clothing is inevitable.The veins on Zhuge Liang's head were throbbing violently. Before his subordinates were frightened to have a heart attack, he took the skirt and went into the back room with a cold face and without saying a word.

After changing the skirt, Zhuge Liang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and opened his eyes as if he was dead. The person in the bronze mirror also stared at him with a murderous gaze.Compared with the previous coquettish wedding dress, this sky-blue high-waisted skirt is quite in line with Zhuge Liang's personality: simple, without any extra decorations, at most, the skirt is embroidered with light-colored osmanthus flowers, which complements Zhuge Liang's personality. The skin is fair, looks refined and noble, fresh and elegant.

His legs felt weirdly chilly, and he suppressed the urge to change back into his clothes, and put on a black and beautiful wig.

This face... matched with this body, is really... hard to describe.

He took out a piece of white silk from the cabinet, and tightly covered his face, only showing a pair of cold and murderous eyes. If his subordinates saw Mr. Military Advisor at this time, someone would probably believe that Zhuge Liang was going to snatch a kiss. No doubt.

Pushing away an inconspicuous table, a gossip formation was revealed on the ground, and Zhuge Liang did not see any movement, and the passage leading to the capital appeared.

It is said that Wang Zhaojun took Li Bai back to meet his parents, and when Li Bai met Mr. Wang, he proposed to entertain some friends.Mr. Wang was very satisfied with this son-in-law, and was also grateful for Li Bai's keeping his promise, so he agreed on the spot and ordered people to go down to make arrangements.

With the name of Miss Kong family, she should be qualified to go, right?

Li Bai drank the wine carelessly, listening to Wang Zhaojun's chuckle and politeness.

He rubbed his temples, and glanced down at the gorgeous dancer who was still winking at Wang Zhaojun in front of him, and didn't even bother to raise the corners of her lips.

With such a glance, I inadvertently saw a woman sitting very close to the main seat, but leaning back calmly with a frown.Under her influence, the people around her did not dare to speak loudly, as if they were afraid of disturbing the woman.

"Sister Kong, if there is something wrong with the service, or if you feel unwell, you should tell Zhaojun." Wang Zhaojun also noticed the woman's abnormality and said with concern.

The woman looked over indifferently upon hearing the words, shook her head, and said nothing.

She was wearing a light blue skirt and tulle, from which she could faintly glimpse the delicate face underneath.There is a bit of heroism between the eyebrows that is different from that of ordinary women, the long eyelashes are slightly drooping, and apart from the indifference and alienation in the eyes, there is still a trace of forbearance trembling.

This kind of contradiction is integrated in that stunning face, which is so shockingly beautiful that no one dares to desecrate it.

Like Liangliang, she walked out of the painting, a fairy who does not eat fireworks.

Li Bai lowered his eyes.

"Miss Zhaojun, I often hear people say that Li Bai's poems are full of good fortune and natural, and they are all classics. Would you dare to ask the poet to compose a poem impromptu?" A certain patriarch next to him couldn't hold back Own curiosity, yelling loudly.

Wang Zhaojun had already seen that Li Bai was in a bad mood today, and he wanted to smile and decline, but he saw Li Bai raised his eyes with deep eyes.That was a look she rarely saw, and Wang Zhaojun couldn't help being stunned.

"can."

"The beauty rolled up the beaded curtain, sitting deeply and frowning." Li Bai looked straight at the woman in the blue skirt, as if talking to another person through her, "But seeing the wet tears, I don't know who I hate."

Liangliang, you really hate me.

The author has something to say: I changed the summary. .

I didn't expect that I would delay the plot. .