At this time, Guiyuan Temple and Guihai Temple are sparsely populated, which is an excellent time to take action. The wife of Zhenguo who is not in trouble is gone. Even if she leaves a few personal soldiers behind, it is not scary in front of him!

As soon as Chen Yuntang approached the cloth shop, the shopkeeper who was dozing off at the counter was startled and quickly cheered up to entertain the guests.

He saw that Chen Yuntang's clothes were simple and elegant, but the fabric was really unusual. He also told him that the young master was probably a noble man.

The shopkeeper did not dare to be negligent and said with a smile: "What do you need for this young master? Although the store is a small business, there are dozens of types of cloth, ranging from silk, satin, to coarse linen. There are also ready-made clothes here. As long as the young master likes it, try it."

Chen Yuntang stood in the middle of the shop, looked around for a week, and asked casually: "Shopkeeper, are all the cloths in your shop placed here?"

The shopkeeper was stunned when asked, thinking that he had a big business. Could this wealthy young man want to buy the cloth of his entire store?

His eyes were shining and he hurriedly replied, "No, no, the young master was joking. How can this small shop hold all the small goods? There are half of the cloth and clothes in the backyard! There are both men and women. If the young master needs it, the young master will take the young master to take a look?"

Chen Yuntang nodded and took Changshou and the shopkeeper into the backyard for a walk.

Back at the front yard shop, Chen Yuntang raised his hand and pointed a set of ordinary blue cloth clothes and said, "Shopkeeper, I'll try this one."

The shopkeeper didn't know what Chen Yuntang was selling, so he could only turn around and take off the cloth clothes and give them to her with his hands.

Changshou frowned, and he couldn't understand what the prince was meant.

He whispered to Shen Yuntang, "Criminal, it's dangerous outside, let's go back earlier, right?"

Chen Yuntang didn't care what he said at all, and replied coldly: "What, now I buy a piece of clothes, do you have to care?"

"I don't dare." Changshou quickly lowered his head and took a step back.

Seeing him compromise, Chen Yuntang breathed a sigh of relief. She ordered: "You wait here, I'll go to the backyard to change my clothes, and come when I go."

So Changshou could only wait in the cloth shop. He sighed in his heart, really unable to understand why the prince suddenly remembered to buy ready-made clothes, and it was such a thick linen short coat... These were all worn by mud legs. Even if he bought them back, he could not wear them even if he was a grand prince!

The clothes sewn by several ladies in the mansion for the prince themselves were many times better than those in this simple shop!

well……

But the prince is not a real man, so he can't go and watch the prince change clothes.

Chen Yuntang only thought that he had this concern after longevity, so he chose to go to the backyard to change his clothes.

She carried a set of man's clothing into the backyard and gave the delicate guests the warehouse as the fitting room. She turned around and closed the door. She immediately threw the man's clothing aside and changed into the women's clothing in the warehouse.

He took off his elegant plain robe, removed his hair crown, wiped off his thick eyebrows, quickly tied his daughter's bun, and tied a coarse cloth dress.

In just a moment, the handsome and weak little prince of the Yongxing Marquis' Mansion became a thin and timid girl's house...

Chen Yuntang didn't dare to relax at all, and the only chance was this last one.

She took out the things she had hidden in the package carefully, wrapped them in another piece of cloth, and then hid the changed clothes in the corner of the warehouse.

Immediately afterwards, she carefully walked out of the warehouse with a package on her back.

I wiped two handfuls of black and gray on the ground and randomly covered my face. Suddenly, a pale little face was "unrecognizable".

When she entered the backyard, she had already observed that the yard wall was not high, and there were several bags of wheat bran feed for livestock on the corner of the yard wall. She could step on those feed bags and rush out of the wall!

A green-headed mule used by the shopkeeper to pull goods was tied next to it, eating wheat bran in the trough.

Chen Yuntang walked over quickly. Before he stepped on the sack of feed, he suddenly heard a strange sound of pinging and pinging in the front yard.

Chen Yuntang was stunned and wanted to see the situation, but hesitated again.

If she goes to the front yard at this critical moment, then all her previous efforts will be wasted!

I had to grit my teeth, stepped on the bag of wheat bran, tied the bag around my waist, and slapped my hands on the wall.

Qin Chou made a gesture, and a group of people walked quickly towards the cloth shop quietly.

The personal soldiers of the Zhenguo Madam who was guarding the door suddenly felt the atmosphere suddenly change, his face darkened, and he posed in a defensive posture.

But Qin Chou’s people are faster than them!

In an instant, draw your sword toward each other.

Although Mrs. Zhenguo’s personal soldiers are also selected from thousands of people, they are personal soldiers after all, which is different from the professional killers they have trained since childhood.

Besides, there were only a few personal soldiers who stayed by Shen Yuntang at this time.

Qin Chou brought more than twice their people.

Several people besieged one, and soon, several personal soldiers were seriously injured and killed again.

Changshou in the store was shocked when he saw this scene!

He glanced at the curtain leading to the backyard from the outskirts, and was very nervous.

In just a moment, he made a decision. No matter what, even if he fought for his life, he would still stop these people.

He immediately drew his sword to face the sudden appearance of the assassins.

Qin Chou handed over the personal soldiers of the wife of Zhenguo to his subordinates, and personally picked up the sword to welcome Changsheng.

The shopkeeper next to him fainted when a group of masked people came in and killed people.

With just a few moves, Changshou was hit by a sword on his shoulder blade. His clothes were soaked in blood. Qin Chou kicked him onto the shelf and crushed the fragile shelf.

Changshou covered his chest in pain and coughed, with bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He supported his body and stared at Qin Chou's cold eyes without any fear.

Qin Chou pointed at Changshou's throat with his sword, and the tip of the sword was still bleeding. His voice was low and obscure, "Say! Where is Chen Yuntang!"

Once Changshou's eyes were closed, he would hit the sharp sword tip.

Qin Chou's eyes turned cold, and he quickly moved away the tip of his sword. He lifted his big palm and picked up Changshou, and dragged it to the backyard, "It's not that easy to die!"

At this time, his subordinates had already dealt with all their personal soldiers and went to the backyard with him.

The cloth shop has only one back door, and Chen Yuntang can only be in the backyard. Can she still grow wings and fly?

Changshou was frightened, but to this point, he was too tired to turn things around. He closed his eyes tightly, and tears were about to rush out of his eyes.

When the Marquis passed away, the prince was not doing anything, but he was going to die here today.

If the prince really disappeared today, the marquis's mansion might really change!

Forget it, he grew up with the prince since childhood. At worst, he also accompanied the prince through the underworld. After all, the prince is a woman, and he is afraid of her.

The broken wooden door leading to the backyard was kicked down by Qin Chou and landed on the ground with a "clang" sound, making a loud noise.

Chen Yuntang, who had just climbed up the wall, was frightened by the sound, and did not step on it firmly, and directly slid off the earth wall and fell on the wheat bran sack.
Chapter completed!