"etc."

Xiao Qingyin called out to him.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You can change it when we get back."

She took his hand and led him off the stage, sat down, and said with a smile, "This way, if we're closer together, no one will gossip, right?"

Yi Shuihan looked down at the delicate hand in her hand and sighed softly.

"you're right."

As long as she's willing to let him hold her hand, it wouldn't be a big deal for him to walk around the capital dressed as a woman.

Moreover—

Seeing the woman's obviously overjoyed mood, he felt he had achieved his goal.

The matter of pretending to be Yi Jiu to deceive her should be a thing of the past.

The gauze skirt was too tight, so Yi Shuihan didn't dare to eat much and spent most of the time serving food to the women around him.

Watching her eat with great relish, Yi Shuihan suddenly understood the joy of feeding her; no wonder the old man loved cooking so much.

Maybe he could learn to cook a few dishes?

Suddenly, the image of that amazingly delicious brown sugar ginger soup flashed through my mind, and I was instantly jolted awake.

Forget it, he should try to do something else.

Otherwise, it could very well backfire.

The food and wine at Caiyunfang were indeed delicious. Xiao Qingyin ate until she was stuffed and felt that she had gained several pounds since she arrived.

After the meal, Yi Shuihan put on a veil and walked out of the small building with them.

He hadn't walked a few steps when a voice suddenly called out from behind him: "You, stop right there!"

The four stopped and turned around.

A figure that Xiao Qingyin recognized was standing not far away.

He is the heir apparent of the Marquis of Xuanyi.

Upon suddenly seeing Xiao Qingyin, the heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi was somewhat startled, but he quickly calmed down and pointed at Yi Shuihan, saying, "You're the new dancer, right? I'll choose you tonight."