Because what the little beggar found was the gown of an ordinary scholar, she did not put a hairpin in her bun, otherwise it would be inconsistent with her identity and would arouse suspicion.
Of course, the most important thing is that Xia Ziluo wiped off her heavy makeup and turned into a bare-faced look.
After getting dressed, Xia Ziluo walked out, put the clothes he took off into a cloth bag, tied it up, and slung it over his shoulders.
The little beggar scratched his head and laughed: "The princess looks like a poor scholar visiting relatives."
"The best thing is, no one will recognize me." Xia Ziluo stepped forward and patted the little beggar on the shoulder, "Remember to keep it a secret for me!"
"Princess, don't worry, the little beggar has the strictest mouth, and he will keep the secret in his stomach." The little beggar patted his chest to assure himself.
"I believe you." Xia Ziluo chatted with the little beggar for a few more words, and then followed the little beggar's guidance and took another road back to the most prosperous area of the capital.
As for the little beggar, he strolled around and returned the same way.
After coming and going, no one knew that Xia Ziluo had changed into men's clothes and pretended to be a man.
Xia Ziluo walked around for a while and arrived in front of a courtyard.
Although the courtyard is not as big as the palace, it is not small either. The courtyard is surrounded by pink walls, green willows hang all around, the courtyard has carved beams and painted buildings, and a golden tower and golden tower. It looks magnificent, graceful and luxurious. There are two stone lions standing in front of the Zhumen, which are full of majesty.
On the main entrance, there is a huge red lacquer plaque with two Chinese characters: "Luofu" written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.
"Ju Qing's movements are so nimble!" Xia Ziluo admired, walked up and knocked on the door.
After a while, I heard footsteps coming from inside the door, and the door creaked as someone opened it from the inside.
The person who opened the door was an old man with a beard, about fifty years old, and his temples were slightly stained with gray.
"What's the matter with this little brother?" The old man was not as domineering as the concierges of other wealthy families. Instead, he was kind and had a genuine smile on his face.
"Is Ju Qing here?" Xia Ziluo bowed politely.
The old man laughed and said: "Brother, wait a minute, I'll ask someone to shout..."
As soon as he finished speaking and before he started to move, Xia Ziluo saw Ju Qing rush out from the door and hugged her.
"Why did you come here? You miss me so much." Ju Qing yelled in a funny voice.
Xia Ziluo wanted to hug her back, but he saw the old man at the door blushing and looking away, feeling embarrassed.
Being misunderstood, Xia Ziluo coughed awkwardly: "Someone is here!"
"So what? I miss you." Ju Qing replied confidently. She comes from Jianghu and naturally doesn't care about those red tapes.
"But I'm dressed as a man now." Xia Ziluo raised his eyebrows and sighed.
"As long as I know you are a woman, why should others care about it?" Ju Qing sighed, but still let go of Xia Ziluo.
Xia Ziluo looked at Ju Qing's big, shining eyes and felt envious: "It's so nice to be outside, so free!"
"See what you said, this is your home, Mr. Luo!" Ju Qing giggled, blinking her eyes again and again, looking very naughty.
"That's right, this is my home." But unfortunately, this place can only be a temporary shelter. If she wants to truly escape a fate that does not belong to her, she has to run far away.
"This home looks good. I've worked hard for so long to finally make it lively. It's not inferior to the Wang's Palace or the Xia Family. Come on, I'll take you to have a look." Ju Qing said and pulled up Xia Ziluo's hand.
Holding up his hands, he strode towards the courtyard.
