Duancheng came out after taking a bath. Bai sang heard the news and looked up.

What I see is a beautiful young man. Look down again——

"Poof!"

Bai sang didn't look, but from her shaking shoulder, she knew she was laughing.

At this time, Duan Cheng was elegant, but wearing the maid's clothes, the man's bone frame was still very large. He propped up the maid's clothes, and his movements when he walked up were also very stiff.

"Is there no man's robe? What the hell is this -"

Duan Cheng looked embarrassed and embarrassed about his clothes.

Followed by Wenze.

The little face had no smile and was not interested in Duancheng's embarrassing appearance.

It's just that I dislike my hands.

"Sang Sang, where is the pancreas (soap)

"I'll get it for your highness." Bai Sang was afraid of laughing, so he quickly stood up and walked to the room.

Ancient pancreas is very expensive. It's not the same as modern ones. It's easy to put it in the corner.

It's precious. It's in a wooden box.

Wait until you use it.

"Is your benefactor laughing at me?" Duan Cheng narrowed his eyes and watched Bai sang leave his back.

This girl, dare to laugh at him.

A scholar prefers death to humiliation!

When Bai sang ran over with a wooden box of pancreases and saw Duancheng again, there was another puff.

"What are you laughing at? Give me a man's robe!" Duan Cheng's hair was like an electric shock, and several hairs stood up.

It made Bai sang laugh.

Mom, this little Lord is too fun.

I didn't expect that he was not very ugly in women's clothes. Ignoring his strong body, the whole person looked very matched.

With this face.

The more he thought about it, Bai sang laughed more and more. The wooden box of pancreas in his hand had to fall to the ground.

With trembling hands, she put the wooden box on Wenze's hand. She sat back in her original position and lay on the stone table laughing.

Duan Cheng's face turned blue. He ground his teeth.

"There is no man's robe at home. If you mind, you can take it off and put it back on your own."

Wenze stood aside and said.

The face of the next section of the city is even more iron blue.

How could he wear his smelly clothes back? He would rather wear a woman's skirt.

"I've asked someone to bring in a man's robe from the outside. Wear it first and change it for you when you buy it." Bai sang explained after laughing and wiping his eyes.

Duancheng was satisfied.

Nod: "that's OK."

Three people sat in the yard chatting.

Bai sang knew Duan Cheng's real identity at this time. He was a well-known little owner of an attic outside. He specialized in buying and selling news. He was not used by the imperial court, nor was he a power territory. He was just a money making building.

As long as you can afford money, you can get any news.

Of course, if there is news of the same price, you can exchange it for free.

Hearing this, Bai sang thought the attic was a profiteer.

Still couldn't help asking, "do you know the news in the palace?"

Duancheng raised his head proudly and tutted, "there are many things in the palace, such as the imperial concubine -"

This sentence, not only Bai Sang was interested, but even Wenze looked at it.

It's the first time I've seen Wenze interested.

Duancheng stopped slightly. "You have to pay silver."

Bai sang stood up. "It seems that I have to tell general dark Wei that there is an assassin here."

"OK, I'll tell you."

Bai sang followed suit and sat on the stone bench again.

Duan Cheng's mouth is curled, the tiger falls and the sun is bullied by the dog!