After Dressing as a Male Cross-dresser

Chapter 74:

After that day, Li Qingyan and Xia Qian never met again.

I don't know whether the two were born in a tacit understanding, or how, no one went to find each other first.

But Ebony sent Qiuping a bottle of scald medicine and a bottle of hemostatic medicine.

At this time, Qiu Ping was gently pushing the bottle of hemostatic medicine on Li Qingyan's forehead. The pale pink paste melted into the texture in a short while, and the wound healed visible to the naked eye.

Qiu Ping looked magically and said in surprise.

"Young Master Xia's medicine is really good, not to mention hemostatic, even the wounds are beginning to heal, but, my son, how did you hit? How did you knock out blood on your forehead?"

Although only a little bit of blood was broken, Li Qingyan's face was originally a gift from God. Now it is a little broken. Even Qiu Ping, who is not the person involved, looks distressed, as if regretting a famous painting stained with a drop of ink.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingyan's face suddenly changed when he heard it. He was flustered and tried to prevent Qiuping from continuing to take the medicine, but accidentally knocked out the medicine bottle.

The white medicine bottle rolled down to the ground, broken into pieces, and the pink paste also flowed to the ground.

Qiu Ping squatted down in a hurry and gathered up the debris on the ground, but he couldn't help thinking about it.

"It's all to blame for Qiuping's failure to take the medicine. He ruined the medicine of Shi Ziye. Shi Ziye forgive me. I will go to Ebony and ask for another bottle in a while."

While talking, Qiuping had already cleaned the ground.

He raised his eyes and thought Li Qingyan would blame, but saw that her eyes didn't fall on her and the medicine bottle at all. Instead, she got up in a panic and walked to the desk with her back facing Qiuping, her voice a little anxious.

"My injury is almost healed, so I don't need to take it anymore."

"I want to warm up the book, Qiuping, go out first."

"Sir, then this scald medicine..."

"I'll do it myself."

Listening to the sound of closing the door behind him, Li Qingyan's stiff shoulders suddenly loosened.

The book "Pitta" in his hand suddenly covered his face.

Oh her god.

What's all this?

No, what is she running?

Sniffing the fragrance of ink in the book, it seems that the redness on the cheeks will be lighter.

This kind of mentality is Li Qingyan's reaction now.

After that day, Li Qingyan automatically blocked everything from that day in her mind, including the keyword "Xia Qian".

When the brain is empty, it seems to have completely forgotten about it.

It seems that she can live a normal life.

But whenever someone unlocks the keywords "Xia Qian", "Kiss" and "Forehead", Li Qingyan is just like a kitten with fried hair.

Fried at one point.

Then there are reminiscences of revolving lanterns over and over, repeating the scene of that day all the time.

Especially the one-minute kiss.

Pooh, that's what a kiss, but it accidentally touched the forehead, just like foreigners still have a veneer kiss, she shouldn't care so much.

Li Qingyan secretly denied it.

Can't deny it, she panicked and fled.

simply--

Ashamed.

At that time, Li Qingyan's heart was throbbing, and Li Qingyan finally became clear.

Only after clarification...

Li Qingyan let the book cover her face for a while, then raised her hand and slowly slid the book down the direction of her chin, revealing a pair of beautiful black and white eyes.

The emotion in his eyes is like a few waves that occasionally flicker after the surging sea returns to calm.

In the end, there were not many winds and waves, and it fell into silence.

Li Qingyan put down the book and turned back, looking at the scald medicine Qiuping put on the table.

The eyelashes quivered slightly, and then he smiled relievedly.

Like Xia Qian, a paper man?

Is she crazy?

the other side.

"Master, this Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Shizi seems to be going out of prison and going home. Master, are you going to prepare too..."

Before Ebon's words were finished, Xia Qian interrupted him, and he said softly.

"Don't worry, go somewhere."

"Also, there is no need to monitor Li Shizi in the future."

Hearing this, Ebon raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but he couldn't ask clearly, only clinging to it.

Xia Qian naturally saw Ebony's doubts.

Li Qingyan now has a completely different position in Xia Qian's heart.

Treating him like this, Xia Qian could no longer monitor him.

But now he has to confirm one thing first.

——

As night approaches, in a very famous alley in Shengjing, it is the time when the crowd is surging.

On the pavements along the street, there are basically beautiful red lanterns and hazy red gauze silks.

If Li Qingyan is here, he must be familiar.

Because she has been to this place.

As soon as Ebony stepped into this street, he felt that something was wrong.

Until I followed my master to the largest shop on this street, on the high-hanging plaque, two large characters, delicate and not lacking in writing, were deeply engraved in the eyes of ebony, even when there were some burns.

Ebony finally couldn't help it.

Hurriedly stepped forward, showing a rare expression of astonishment, and said to Xia Qian.

"Master, really want to go in, does this lose your identity?"

Xia Qian kept walking, but his voice floated into Ebony's ears.

"certainly."

There was a hint of decisiveness in the tone.

When Ebony heard it, a trace of resignation appeared in his eyes.

I just looked at my master’s somewhat thin back, but I became more and more confused about what the master’s recent movements meant.

First stopped monitoring Li Shizi, and then came to this place.

What exactly does that mean?

Ebony frowned, really can't figure it out.

Unexpectedly, before Xia Qian and Ebony walked to the door, a few handsome men with light clothes and long soft hair greeted them.

Well, it's a man.

This place is the "South Yard" that Li Qingyan had just passed through, commonly known as the "Male Brothel".

As soon as several men greeted them, they brought a scent of fragrance.

Ebony frowned unconsciously.

Fortunately, the "South Yard" is the best brothel on this street. Although these men are scented, they are elegant tea and woody scents that ebony can tolerate.

Thinking that since his own master is determined to go in, he is not good to be too repulsive, and it is the interest of the master to be swept away.

The little brothers who greeted us in the front thought so too. They always came to the guests who were full of brains and smelled of copper. This time I finally saw a little white boy who looked like a scholar, although his clothes were It's a bit simple, but also elegant, maybe it's the noble son of which family, and a few young men think like this, all wanting to get a good face in front of Xia Qian and be able to serve him well.

Just like one of the top cards of their "South Court", Feng Xia, looks not the most outstanding, but just because he played the piano well, he was fascinated by the little general of that season, with the little general of Ji behind him. Feng Xian only needs to receive a guest from the little general of Ji, and she is really eye-catching.

The little girls are envious of Feng Xian, but they all want to be the next Feng Xian.

Therefore, each struggled to perform in front of Xia Qian.

"This son, Ziqing can play the piano, regardless of Pingsha Luoyan, or eighteen touches, what the son likes, Ziqing will play."

The young man named Ziqing winked and smiled at Xia Qian.

"This son, Sapphire knows how to play, and what kind of flute he wants to play, Sapphire can do it."

The little boy named Lanyu was even more explicit, and even cast a wink at Xia Qian, so that the ebony behind him couldn't bear to look straight.

There is still a man named Xuanwen who has no skill. He has a pair of hands, delicate as if he is weak and boneless. When he hears the other two working so hard, he is a little anxious now, and he wants to grab Xia Qian’s wrist straight up. Show off your strengths.

But as soon as he made a move, Xia Qian stopped and lowered his eyes, whispering softly.

"ebony."

The ebony that had long been unable to bear it came out instantly, and quickly passed Xia Qian in two or three steps, blocking him, Xuanwen did not pounce on Xia Qian, but instead threw on Ebony's chest.

Ebony's expression became cold, and he pushed it subconsciously, and a layer of goose bumps formed on the place Xuanwen had touched.

Afterwards, a clear and clean voice came from behind Wu Mu, which belonged to Xia Qian.

"Ebony, go back."

After speaking, Xia Qian turned around and left without even entering the gate of the south courtyard.

The ebony that stayed in place was still a little stunned.

My master has been really weird lately.

It is him who is coming, and he is also the one who is leaving.

What the **** is this picture!

And Xia Qian, who turned and slowly walked out of the alley, was still a little depressed even with ebony following.

It seems to be isolated from the excitement of this place.

A person walks soberly in this world.

Seeing a little lonely, and a little lonely.