Outside Langcheng, as soon as the sky was slightly bright, the waiters in the teahouse opened the door and started to prepare food.
Langcheng is the city-state closest to the Xia capital. It is not big, but very lively.
Many merchants who rush to the summer capital to do business will use this place as a temporary stopover.
"That rain last night was really weird." A porter, with his trouser legs turned up, took a sip of noodle soup from his bowl. "Those thunders kept hitting the inside of the palace—"
"Not only that," another person put his hand to his mouth, "this rain only falls on Xiadu. Langcheng is so close, but not a single drop has fallen on it."
"Have you heard about the sudden lockdown of Xiadu last night?"
"Isn't that nonsense? I rushed over at night to do business this morning, but before I got far, I saw a group of officials on horseback holding swords. They stopped me and asked if I had seen anyone. I was really scared."
"Hey, then tell me quickly, who are they looking for?"
"It seems to be an assassin, the one who attempted assassination at Qiufeng Cliff not long ago."
"Hey—is that assassin so capable? How could he escape from right under the noses of the Imperial Guards?"
"You don't know this, right?" The porter said with a smug look, as if he were an insider.
"Brother, do you know? Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"
"Hehe," the porter said proudly again, "I heard that the assassin was so stunningly beautiful that he easily charmed the jailer. He's going to great lengths to rescue him!"
"Yohoo, the assassin is a woman?"
"Who told you that captivating beauty must be female?" The porter glared at the man who had spoken to him. "This assassin was picked out of a brothel by the Duke of Zhenguo. How could anyone who caught the Duke's eye be anything ordinary?"
"Oh." The person who spoke responded with a long sigh.
"You don't know, but I have a friend who works as a servant in the Duke's Mansion. He said that the assassin is best at using seductive tactics, and both men and women are bewitched by him..."
After listening to the "Secrets of the Duke of Zhenguo" for a while, the person who spoke to him quietly put down a few copper coins as tea money and left the teahouse silently.
Instead of going into the city, he turned onto the wild road behind the teahouse and ran up the mountain while no one was watching.
This man looked ordinary, but his martial arts skills were quite good. He jumped back and forth a few times for a long distance and soon reached the top of the mountain.
He looked around and made sure that no one was following him before he went into the small woods in front of him.
"Are you back?"
A figure jumped down from a camphor tree.
Her face is like cold jade and her smile is like a flower.
It was the vixen who the porter had described as having bewitched the Duke of Zhenguo - the assassin Chaomu.
Ah, no, now I should call him Chu Mu.
"Yeah." The man who had spoken to me in the teahouse straightened his hunched back and suddenly turned into a tall and handsome man.
He threw the bag he was carrying to Chu Mu: "There are clean clothes in it, go change into them."
It rained heavily last night and all his clothes were soaked. Although Chu Mu didn't complain about the cold, his series of sneezes still made Nan Mo worried.
"Where did you get these clothes—" Chu Mu opened the bundle and was dumbfounded, "Hey, isn't this a Luo skirt?"
"Well, I got it from the brothel," Nan Mo said without any burden, "but don't worry, I saved some money for clothes."
"The question is, have you paid?" Chu Mu rolled his eyes. "The question is, I'm a man, why should I wear women's clothes?"
"Because I want to wear it too." Nan Mo took out another light blue one from under the pink skirt.
Chu Mu's mouth twitched: "Haha, I didn't realize you had this hobby."
"That's not what I meant." Nan Mo told what he had learned at the teahouse. "They all know now that the fugitives are two men. We have to disguise ourselves as women so that we can escape from the Imperial Capital."
The Five Cities of the Imperial Capital refer to the five cities, including Langcheng, which protect the Xia capital in the middle.
"Once you leave the Five Counties of the Imperial Capital, the Imperial Guards are too far away to reach you. The Emperor wouldn't mobilize the garrisons of each city to capture a prisoner like you. At most, he'd post a reward for your portrait on the city walls. As long as I'm here, you don't have to worry about that."
Nan Mo patted his face.
He was now wearing another human skin mask, which was more ordinary than the one he wore in the Ministry of Justice prison.
"Great." Chu Mu gave him a thumbs up. "Little brother, your face is fake, so what I saw before was also fake, right?"
Nan Mo remained calm and said, "It's true. Do I look more handsome like that?"
Chu Mu smiled falsely and looked at him with raised eyes.
[Haha, you're pretending. I'm not blind. Just your eyesight is like you just ripped the original Apple logo off and put it on a tomato. It's not a question of whether it matches or not, it's just a variation.]
After yesterday's psychological preparation, Nan Mo was able to calmly deal with Chu Mu's inner complaints from time to time.
Although most of the time he wouldn't understand.
For example, Nan Mo really didn't understand the words "leaky dog", "fart fruit" and "cheap" at all.
——Alas, the Central Plains language is so profound and extensive. He should take this opportunity to learn more from the beauties of the Central Plains.
Nan Mo discovered last night that Chu Mu didn't know that he could hear what he was thinking.
Nan Mo found it very interesting to secretly know other people's secrets, especially when the other person was a beauty from the Central Plains.
So he was happy to pretend with Chu Mu.
"There are three meat patties in the bag. Have some."
Without him saying anything, Chu Mu had already fished out the cake wrapped in oil paper from under his clothes.
It's still hot.
Chu Mu thought of Nan Mo running all the way up the mountain, clutching his bag tightly, and smiled: "You eat too."
Nan Mo didn't bother to be polite with him. The two of them shared one meat pie each, and gave the remaining one to the barking big yellow dog.
{Mumu, this guy is okay.}
Lao Ba's short tail, which was biting the meat pie, was about to turn into a propeller.
{She's more straightforward than Xiaobaicai, more gentle than Shada, and looks okay too. Just listen to me, we can really get along.}
Chu Mu kicked it lightly: [Get lost, you are a dog, not a matchmaker! ]
Nan Mo looked at the man and the dog strangely.
——This beauty from the Central Plains is good in every way, except that she has a bit of a strange personality. She suddenly started talking to the dog about matchmakers...
The process of changing clothes was not smooth.
The skirts of brothel girls are more complicated and difficult to wear than ordinary clothes. The fabric is thin and transparent. Chu Mu was very careful throughout the process, fearing that if he touched too hard, the long skirt would be turned into a miniskirt.
After finally putting on his clothes and walking out, Chu Mu was stunned by the scene in front of him.
“Pfft—hahahahahaha!”
He pointed at Nan Mo, whose skirt only reached her knees, revealing a part of her hairy legs, and laughed so hard that he almost died.
Nan Mo was also dumbfounded.
After being washed by the heavy rain, Chu Mu's face, which was stained with blood and mud, was washed clean.
The beautiful woman with a sweet smile had long black hair, and the sound of her voice was like the gurgling of a spring. The sunlight shining through the shadows of the trees made her look even softer and purer.
What a nice view……
Father, I saw the goddess.
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