To Feng Qing, this person was just an ordinary guest, who was at best a little pretty.

However, there were many pretty people in this world, but almost none of them had anything to do with Feng Qing. Feng Qing naturally couldn't walk up to this person for no reason and then greet her.

But Feng Qing was indeed stunned for a moment.

Although this was only caused by her looking at the sword on the woman's waist.

However...

Feng Qing came to her senses and went back to the house to open the express delivery. She didn't notice the smile on the woman's face when she saw her dazed look.

To most people in this world, the woman below will remind them of someone.

They may not know what "that person" looks like, but the temperament, clothes, and some small details of the woman downstairs all have the shadow of a person.

"Did I see it wrong?" Li Qi was a little suspicious.

He quietly watched the woman enter the guest room. The moment the woman walked in, he noticed that many people in the guest room turned their heads at the same time, pretending to be indifferent.

Obviously, Li Qi was not the only one who secretly looked at the woman just now.

Li Qi was only curious for a while. After the woman entered the room, he just shook his head and smiled and went out.

He felt that this was just a coincidence to meet someone who looked very similar. It was nothing. After all, people are bound to encounter a few strange things in life.

Li Qi returned to the kitchen, and then picked up a knife to cut vegetables. When he was halfway through, he suddenly saw Chu Changzui jumping in.

"Who was outside just now?" Chu Changzui asked Li Qi curiously, "Why do I see a group of people whispering about something? By the way, where is the shopkeeper?"

"Huh? Aren't you going to read your book?" Li Qi always looked indifferent to Chu Changzui.

"You can take a break today." Chu Changzui smiled and said, "Please tell me, I'm really curious."

"Actually, it's nothing." Li Qi silently put the cut vegetables on a plate on the side, and then thought of the woman who just passed by.

"Just now, someone came to the inn. She is just a nameless person, but she looks a little special. She wears a white dress and uses a sword. Her sword looks very special."

He thought about the pattern on the sword. "The handle of her sword is engraved with a dark cloud pattern, and her clothes also have cloud patterns."

"That dress always reminds me of the former martial arts leader Yun Shujun." Li Qi smiled.

"But..." he said, "The descendants of the Yun family have been in seclusion in recent years. If she is really a member of the Yun family, it would not be surprising."

"Help me bring the dishes over." Li Qi picked up the plate and turned around, and suddenly found that there was no one behind him.

Chu Changzui, who was just arguing and asking him what was going on, had completely disappeared. He didn't know when he disappeared.

Li Qi was stunned.

However, after being at a loss for a while, his eyes gradually became gloomy.

Well...

it seems that there is a little brat who wants to be beaten in the inn these two days.

...

However, Chu Changzui, who he thought deserved a beating, was now running wildly.

He ran to the shopkeeper's door, panting and unable to speak, but started knocking on the door regardless of everything.

"Shopkeeper! Shopkeeper!"

Feng Qing was unpacking a parcel at the time, but she heard someone knocking on the door frantically outside when she was halfway through.

She looked at her parcel and felt guilty for a second.

This thing must not be seen by others.

Feng Qing hurriedly began to pack up, but the things had already spread out in a large area, and it would take a lot of time to pack them up, so she delayed for a while.

Chu Changzui, who was knocking on the door, was already panicking. When he saw that the shopkeeper didn't knock for a long time, it confirmed his thoughts.

He finally waited for the shopkeeper to open the door, but he only saw the shopkeeper standing at the door. He didn't come out, but asked him lightly, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Chu Changzui had a lot of things to say, but when the time came, he found that no matter what he said, it was a little inappropriate.

And he didn't know why, he always felt that the corners of the shopkeeper's eyes that were faintly visible from under his hair had a hint of red.

This red color made him feel a little panic in his heart.

"Shopkeeper, your eyes..." Chu Changzui asked nervously.

The shopkeeper seemed to have discovered some great secret. She became nervous in an instant and quickly turned her head and said, "No, it's nothing. You saw it wrong."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door without saying a word, leaving Chu Changzui standing alone at the door in fear.

His mind was full of incredible feelings.

How could it be such a coincidence? No, why is it such a coincidence?

Chu Changzui swallowed slightly, feeling that the biggest crisis since the establishment of the inn was coming.

No, no.

He immediately cheered up and ran towards the house.

This matter is a bit strange. There will never be so many coincidences in the world.

Just like this woman.

Chu Changzui was going to find Feng Xiruo and An Huoshaxi, and let them use their power to find out what was going on.

Feng Qing, who had just closed the door, looked around nervously, then carefully slipped back and looked at the clothes that had spread out on her bed.

Yes, this was her new delivery, but it was not hers, but someone else had given it to her and left it there.

In fact, when that person said the mail had come, Feng Qing was a little reluctant because the inn was no longer in its original location, but her friend said that in return, she could get a small reward. Feng Qing hesitated for a while, but finally agreed to the request.

These clothes are indeed "ancient style" clothes, and the materials are basically gauze and silk, which look really good.

It's a pity that Feng Qing can't wear these clothes, whether they are modern or ancient.

Because her friend is not from a drama crew, nor a Hanfu merchant, but... a photo studio owner.

...

Yes, this pile of clothes is the legendary photo studio style Hanfu.

——The photo studio style, the main style is the curtains become spirits, I want to become an immortal, only pay attention to a visual impact.

Just like those red carpets in foreign countries, they completely ignore the normal logic of human beings, and basically dare to put anything on.

However, because it never pays attention to the standard and details, it has been criticized.

But it should be said that the photo effect is good, otherwise why is it called photo studio style Hanfu.

Feng Qing actually always pays attention to her clothes. After all, their inn is mainly about daily life, and there are never any fancy clothes in the wardrobe.

In ancient times, she was even more careful about her clothes.

Although she knows that the ancients here will automatically make corrections when they see modern things, sometimes she is still unwilling to die. She will only wear clothes that conform to the style of this dynasty, and even pay attention to the color, for fear that she will be dragged out and beaten to death if she wears pure yellow one day. Wearing

a slightly complicated piece of clothing left by the crew is even more rare. Every time she wears it, it feels like the New Year.

To be honest, in ancient times, there really weren't as many fancy things as in modern times. Feng Qing saw that the older brothers and sisters around her were all dressed quite simply. Of course, the ancients didn't have as many clothes as modern people, especially in a small town like this.

[Did you receive the express delivery? Please keep it safe for me, I'll come to pick it up in a few days.]

[Hurry up and take it. This place... er, it's actually not suitable for storing these things.] Feng Qing said.

[Not really.] Her friend said, [I know you can't wear these clothes in the inn, otherwise you'll be scolded, but is it that serious?]

[I can't explain the specific problem in detail to you, but I do have some special circumstances here.] Feng Qing hesitated.

She picked up one and shook it.

This dress was a very decent pink curtain when it was alive. Look at this gauze, there are little butterflies on it.

Then, she pulled up another blue dress.

My goodness, this dress is even more domineering. The skirt alone is four or five meters long, and half of the bed is occupied by it. It is extremely extravagant.

From a distance, Feng Qing felt that there was a pile of colorful mist on his bed. It was a bit messy, but the color matching was very pleasing to the eye.

...It just makes people feel that it has nothing to do with Hanfu.

After all, the style of the film studio and Hanfu can be said to be two completely different things, and the reputation of the two is one in the sky and the other in the ground.

Feng Qing has been in the Hanfu circle for a few years, and it is the first time that she has seen so many studio-style clothes. After all, the Song and Ming styles are the mainstream these days. Wearing a Song and Ming style Hanfu, you can go shopping and eat hot pot naturally, and you may even get a few people taking pictures along the way. But if you wear a studio-style Hanfu, well...

In order not to cause trouble for yourself, Feng Qing never experiences this kind of thing that makes her socially frightened.

She silently looked at the clothes in the closet next to her - some were bought in nearby stores, some were work clothes before, and some were crew clothes she picked out to wear.

But no matter which one, compared with these clothes, it feels like it is not in the same dimension.

[It's okay, you can wear any of my clothes, just bring them back to me after taking the pictures.] Her friend was particularly generous at this time.

Feng Qing knew that her friend was the kind of person who didn't care much about this kind of clothes, so she picked up one at random, and then compared it to herself in front of the mirror.

This kind of clothes is indeed very fairy, but it is indeed not suitable for going out. Compared with ordinary Hanfu, it is probably like a person wearing Balala the Fairies costume sneaking into a group of people wearing T-shirts.

But it should be okay for Feng Qing to take a few pictures secretly, right? Feng

Qing pushed aside her bangs and secretly glanced at her eyes.

Before Xiaobai came in just now, she had actually been secretly putting on makeup for herself. This kind of studio-style clothes must be matched with special studio-style makeup.

Apply more than three layers of makeup, make eyelashes as dense as possible, and even the eyeshadow should be matched with bright red.

Feng Qing has been in ancient times for so long, but she has never seen anyone use bright red eyeshadow.

She tried it secretly for a long time, and suddenly looked outside with a guilty conscience. Wait, no one will break in this time, right?

In fact, when Chu Xiaobai came in just now, Feng Qing was frightened. She was afraid that Xiaobai would think she was a heretic.

These clothes, she wears them like a thief.

...

Just when Feng Qing was trying on clothes on herself, in a room downstairs, a woman was secretly observing the room.

She touched the cloud-patterned sword at her waist.

"It seems that no matter who it is, they all have weaknesses." The woman laughed.

"Are you right? Feng Wuhen."