The place where Yu Zikong and Qiao Mengsong live in seclusion is a bamboo forest, and there are almost no other colors to see except green.

"Master!" Yu Zikong stood outside the yard and shouted inside.

After a while, Qiao Mengsong's impatient voice came from inside, "Didn't you give you the key?"

"I lost it!" Yu Zikong touched his nose and stayed in Jirentang for a long time, forgot where the key was placed.

Qiao Mengsong came out cursingly, and her charming red dress added a bit of color to the bamboo forest.

"Diudiudiu, why don't you lose yourself!"

Qiao Mengsong opened the door unhappily, and in a blink of an eye he gave Jun Tingsheng and the others another expression, "Come in, come in."

I thought that living in seclusion here must be a simple and elegant person, but I didn’t expect that every step of Qiao Mengsong was beyond their expectations.

Even the residence is not the elegant and small residence they imagined, but the exquisite decoration and huge pavilions, even larger than the inns in Beijing.

"You and your master are the only ones here?" Lian Jiao walked in, and there were all kinds of medicinal herbs planted in the courtyard.

Song Baoling couldn't help but exclaim when he saw it from the beginning.

Yu Zikong pulled the hair in front of him, raised his head and said, "That's right, be envious."

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was knocked by a fan. Qiao Mengsong snorted, "I envy you for not being able to come back now."

Qiao Mengsong brought the person into the inner room and politely said, "It is not easy for Prince Jun to come here, so why not stay here for a few days."

Jun Tingsheng saw his perfunctory behavior and refused, "No, we still have something to do in the capital, so you might as well say it."

Qiao Mengsong saw this and lay lazily on the recliner next to him, with a casual attitude, "Hua He's situation is not very good. I will take him out for a while, so Yu Zikong will trouble you."

Yu Zikong accused, "You are going out again?"

Qiao Mengsong coughed dryly, "Good disciple, I actually encountered any danger when I went out last time. After solving the problem, I went to play. This time, something really happened."

"You also saw Hua He's situation. If he really dies in front of me, I won't want to go. It just so happened that I will talk to him about the past."

"So what's your relationship with Hua He? I haven't heard you mention him, and Ye Lanchen!" Yu Zikong accused dissatisfiedly.

Qiao Mengsong frowned, "When did you meet? What did Ye Lanchen tell you?"

I saw him straightened his body and heard a trace of strangeness in his eyes when he heard the name.

"I met him when I was in the capital. I could come here and take his carriage. If he hadn't said that, I really wouldn't know you knew him."

"I wear a red robe every day, and I wear a folding fan with a high and heavy dress. I feel very sorry for my mouth. It's not like me, so elegant and refined."

As Yu Zikong said that, he began to complain about Ye Lanchen, and he didn't forget to praise himself.

The more Qiao Mengsong heard it, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked down at his outfit and gave Yu Zikong a palm with a dark face.

"I am getting more and more courageous, and I dare to say bad things to me in front of me."

The one whom Lanchen looked down upon the most from Ye Lanchen was his outfit, and he thought it was too vulgar. He also gave him a handful of it, but he still felt it was vulgar.

Yu Zikong said innocently, "I didn't say about the master."

"Go to you, Ye Lanchen won't dress like me. His taste is not noble enough and he can't appreciate it."

Qiao Mengsong said temporarily, looking disbelieving.

Song Baoling suddenly had a bold guess, "Will Ye Lanchen really learn from you, right?"

Qiao Mengsong's hand holding the fan slightly relaxed, "What does it mean? He is really dressed like this?"

"Since the first time I met you, I was dressed like you, otherwise I wouldn't have mistaken you for him when I was in the desert."

Song Baoling said truthfully that Ye Lanchen's face and voice were not very similar to other places, and even his every move could be seen vaguely.

Qiao Mengsong remembered that Yu Zikong also recognized him as Ye Lanchen at the beginning, and believed him a little.

"Tsk, imitate me." He said disdainfully.

Lian Jiao sniffed something different from the usual in the middle and said slowly, "It shouldn't be a habit of breaking sleeves."

Qiao Mengsong was as furious as a frightened bird and jumped up, "What kind of eroticism is the sleeves? Who told you that I am a man!"

Song Baoling and others were shocked when they heard this and looked down at Qiao Mengsong.

Is it the same as the eunuchs in the palace...

Even Jun Tingsheng looked slightly sideways.

Lian Jiao was shocked and suspicious, "You, have you been pickled?"

I heard that some unique martial arts are extremely perverted, and they need to castrate themselves by wielding a knife, or breaking their love and love before they can practice.

Qiao Mengsong knew that they were thinking wrongly, "Go and go, I'm unsightly, I'm an androgynous person, I'm rare for you."

"She is homosexual?" Song Baoling couldn't hide his surprise. The old doctor in the palace, her cheap master, had told her this.

But I just mentioned it in just a few words, without too much detailed introduction.

Qiao Mengsong rarely takes the initiative to mention that he is androme, but he does not shy away from it and is extremely calm.

"Yu Zikong, do you know this?" Lian Jiao asked with a dull expression.

The arrival of Linping made her feel that the previous ten years had been in vain.

Yu Zikong tsk, "Of course I know this."

Song Baoling came to his senses. Qiao Mengsong's face and voice were indeed unmatched.

They thought he was a man at the beginning.

After all, he is about the same height as Yu Zikong, and his style is more like a man.

"By the way, Ye Lanchen is working in the capital now?" Qiao Mengsong asked.

Jun Tingsheng paused and told him everything. Qiao Meng just sneered twice after hearing this.

Finally, Song Baoling added, "It should be still in Fu Tutan now. I have all pulled out this basket of herbs from him."

Qiao Mengsong became interested when he heard this, and opened her basket and saw the things inside with inexplicable expression.

"Where did you get it?"

Song Baoling described the place, and Qiao Mengsong was speechless, "I also said that I would go back and take a look before leaving. Now it seems that there is no need for this."

Song Baoling didn't know what the two had. He always felt that he had ruined someone's good things and stopped talking.

Yu Zikong looked inside, "Master, what's going on with that person?"

Speaking of Hua He Qiao Mengsong, he felt helpless and sighed: "It's just an old thing I haven't handled before, but it's not convenient to tell you about this now."

"When we come back, if he wants, you can ask him directly."

Lian Jiao hesitated, "Can he really say it? And will it cause secondary damage to expose the scars of people in the past?"

"He is not like this by nature, and for him, this matter... may no longer be a problem with scars."

Qiao Mengsong was meaningful and looked at Jun Tingsheng, "Other matters will be a problem for some time."

"It's okay." Jun Tingsheng nodded and responded.

Several people said goodbye to this place, and they were still confused when they got on the carriage back, and it felt like an absurd dream.
Chapter completed!