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Chapter 64 Familiar

On the horse's back, the princes of Dongping looked at me, and I looked at you, and I was very uncomfortable with the women's clothing on her body.

I won’t talk about the cumbersomeness of the skirt. When riding a horse, the wind pours into the sleeves of the clouds. When riding a horse, you have to worry that the wind will tear the clothes apart, without any pleasure.

Sihai Academy is relatively remote and there are not many people coming and going. When they arrive at the official road, there are more people.

There were few women riding horses, and they saw three ladies dressed in high-headed horses, which was particularly eye-catching.

The two princes of Dongping just wanted to go to the streets as fast as possible and survive an hour.

After passing the city gate, I looked at the pedestrians and looked at them frequently. Even the thick skin of the city wall could not resist the fire.

A mistaken plan.

Although they were willing to accept the loss of the bet, they should have come into the city as soon as the city gate opened. At that time, there were not so many people even in the streets.

The three of them felt that their skin was growing upwards, and their bodies were a little too hard to hold on.

"Which street should I go?" asked the Prince of Dongping.

There are six chaotic streets in Kyoto.

"Changping Street," said Prince Suning.

Everyone is wearing women's clothing. As long as someone sees it, it will be very popular, let alone so many students and servants in the academy.

It is definitely impossible to hide it.

The three of them rode their horses to Changping Street.

Get off the horse on the street and then hike.

Changping Street is the most prosperous and lively. The things sold by small vendors are also of higher quality than other streets. It is a must-visit place for ladies and noble ladies to go shopping.

Walking on such a busy street, they are not so conspicuous, but they are also very noticeable. There is no way, they are tall.

The man passed by and subconsciously looked up.

If you grow up so tall, you are not afraid of not getting married!

His feet are still so big, they are bigger than him.

The man looked back and walked forward, and directly ran into the cart pushing the food, screaming in pain.

The three princes of Dongping just walked forward with their heads in silence, thinking that it would take almost an hour to walk the street back and forth.

Just as he was walking forward, a thug stole a girl's purse from a distance, deliberately hit the girl's arm, and then took the opportunity to pull the purse away. The girl was alert, but the thief noticed it after taking a few steps, and then shouted at the top of his throat, "Catch the thief!"

When the thief heard this, he ran away.

The three princes of Dongping looked at each other and were about to catch the thief.

Although he is a playboy, he still has to help him when he sees injustice. This makes his parents, who are so angry that they feel a little comforted. When others show off their sons, they are somewhat provocative.

But before taking action this time, a lady from the family over there took her maid to chase after her.

When the prince of Dongping saw this, he turned his eyebrows, "Isn't that Miss Zhao, the Minister of Rites' Mansion?"

Mr. Yunyang said, "How can you catch the thief when you run so slowly?"

The three of them looked at it.

Miss Zhao was not running fast.

The thief ran away too quickly.

In this way, Miss Zhao failed to catch up.

At the small stall selling fruits, the Prince of Dongping went over to get one, his eyes flashed across the crowd, aimed at the thief and threw it over.

The fruit hit the thief's shoulder, staggered forward and fell to the ground.

The servant got up and continued to run, and this time the speed was much faster.

The Prince of Dongping and others were in charge of this little business, so they naturally managed to the end. They didn't know how the Minister of Rites taught their daughter. Being willing to help others is a good thing. They were just a girl's house, and she took her maid to chase the thief, and she was not afraid of sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

The three of them chased each other and blocked the thief's way.

The little thief knelt down without even struggling, because the Prince of Dongping jumped down from the roof to block his way, and he knew that he could not escape.

The thief knelt down and raised the purse he snatched over his head and said, "I didn't mean to steal someone's purse."

Yunyang Hou Qianzi smiled, "It wasn't stolen on purpose, could someone force you to steal it?"

The little thief nodded repeatedly and said, "The servant of the Minister of Rites gave me five taels of silver and asked me to steal the purse. Then the girl of the Minister of Rites came out to catch me and whipped me with a whip..."

Mr. Yunyang felt that he was not very smart enough.

What is the Minister of Rites doing?

Before the little thief could finish his words, the girl from the Minister of Rites had already appeared at the entrance of the alley, exhausted and panting. As expected, she had a whip on her waist.

The girl from the Minister of Rites' Mansion saw the Prince of Dongping and others, her face looked very ugly. She didn't hear all the thief's words, but she also heard it roughly.

The servant is not good at doing things, and he is so unprincipled.

After a breath of relief, the eldest girl from the Minister of Rites came over and saw that the three of them were looking at her. She raised her neck and said, "What are you looking at? Everyone has the same purpose, so don't laugh at anyone!"

Prince Lu Zhao, Suning, was confused, "What is our purpose?"

Miss Zhao said contemptuously, "Why are you pretending to be stupid? Don't tell me, you three don't want to marry the third young master of Duke Yu's mansion!"

Lu Zhao, “….”

Prince Dongping, “….”

Yunyang Houzi, “….”

Marry Brother Wen?

The three of them shivered together.

Too scary!

Miss Zhao glanced at them up and down a few times, shook her head more and more, "I can only look at them with my face. I would like to advise you that if you are not sure, it is better not to pretend to be fierce, so as not to be unable to get into the eyes of Duke Yu's wife, and in the end the reputation will be ruined, and it will not be worth the loss."

After leaving this sentence, Miss Zhao turned around and left.

Her maid walked away and looked back.

Lu Zhao, the Prince of Dongping and the Prince of Yunyang were directly in chaos in the wind.

The Prince of Dongping was unclear, "Why can't I understand this? It's like a fierce man who can get into the eyes of Duke Yu?"

Lu Zhao twitched the corner of her mouth and told Wen Xuan what was afraid of to the Prince of Dongping, and then said, "Brother Wen said he is not in a hurry to get married."

The prince of Yunyang Hou said, "It's just not in a hurry, but Brother Wen will be afraid that it is a foregone conclusion. He guessed that he wanted to fall into the eyes of Duke Yu's wife first. He couldn't get married, but he didn't say that he couldn't get engaged first."

Even if Mrs. Ping stops her, she can still make a verbal marriage first.

The second young master Wen broke his leg and could only work in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. The title of Duke Yu is Brother Wen. The future wife of Duke Yu is so tempting. No wonder everyone is willing to use tricks to press a fierce reputation on their foreheads.

"We meddled with other people's business, and the bad guys are good," Prince Dongping laughed and said.

Besides, Miss Zhao was in a bad mood when she went away. She had a good plan and almost made a wedding dress for her.

The little maid looked at her and said, "Does the girl think the three of them look familiar just now?"

Miss Zhao nodded, "I think I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it. I think I have the same identity."

The number of people who are worthy of Kyoto, especially those who are more noble than hers. As long as she has seen them, she will remember them, but what she can't remember is worse than hers.

The little maid wanted to speak but stopped.

Miss Zhao said, "If you have something to say."

The little maid said, "I look at one of them, like the prince of Dongping..."

Miss Zhao thought for a while and giggled, "Don't say it, it's really a bit like it."
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