C864 864 Test clothes

"Yes, Master."

Before long, a petite girl dressed in black with a masked face appeared in front of Ye Man. After taking off the mask cloth, she revealed a respectful expression, "Master, do you have any instructions for me?"

"The little guard beside Qin Xuan is currently in the King Jing Palace. Do you know?"

"I heard that Yan Yuan took special care of that person and I'm afraid he knows that we're going to harm him. The courtyard he's currently living in is very close to Yan Yuan's residence, it's only separated by one door."

The woman's tone sounded slightly strange, as if there was a trace of undetectable jealousy in her voice.

"If you want to succeed in Master's great undertaking, this person must die. You must think of a way to get rid of him."

Ye Man's voice sounded again, sonorous and irresistible.

"Right now, he's in King Jing Palace. With disciple's little bit of martial arts, it's almost impossible to kill him."

"With your current identity, it's easier for you to get close to the King Jing Palace. As for how to kill him, think of a way yourself. As long as you succeed, it doesn't matter what method you use."

The difficult expression on her face did not disappear, after hesitating for a moment, she nodded at Ye Man: "Yes, Master."

King Jing Palace —

Today was a new year's eve, so Liu Ruo Qing clearly realized that it was not as lively as in the past.

Because Liu Ruo Qing loved to liveliness, before the New Year's Eve in the past, the Duke Palaces had already prepared various New Year's programs.

But without the presence of the wangfei this year, the prince was naturally in no mood to do so many things. Today's small New Year's Eve was no different from usual, except there were a few more lanterns hanging in the mansion.

"Uncle, come over here, come over here!"

young son went to the courtyard Liu Ruo Qing lived in next door, pulled her out of the room, and walked towards the main yard.

She was brought to the bedroom with Yan Yuan by the young son. The furnishings were still the same as in her memories. They did not change at all, as if she had always been there and never left.

The handkerchief that was placed on top of the bed was still lying quietly beside the pillow. Liu Ruo Qing did not dare to stare at it, afraid that her emotions would be completely exposed.

"Prince, what did you bring me here for?"

she asked, looking down at her son.

The little guy brought her to the wardrobe and opened the door. He looked at her: "Uncle, pick a good one."

"…"

Liu Ruo Qing looked at the clothes that were all over the closet in front of her. The clothes inside were all the clothes that she used to wear.

Just when he was wondering why the little guy wanted her to choose these clothes, he heard young son say, "These are all mother's clothes. Uncle, you and mother look alike.

"…"

Liu Ruo Qing was speechless, did this guy not know that she was a man now? How can you wear a woman's clothes?

She crouched down and looked at young son's hopeful eyes, patiently explaining: "young son, uncle is a man, you can't wear a woman's clothes. Besides, these are your mother's clothes, how can uncle wear them casually?

The little guy looked at him and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, his little mouth curled up, and his pitch-black and clear eyes were filled with tears.

"What happened to young son?"

Tears the size of beans gushed out from young son's eyes. She could not stop it no matter what, and her heart ached to the point of breaking down when she looked at Liu Ruo Qing.

"Heng Er thinks that uncle is like mother. If you want uncle to wear mother's clothes, let Heng Er see …"

The little guy's voice was choked with sobs. In just a short moment, he had begun to cry until he was out of breath.

was just a man, how could he let him wear the clothes of a woman?

Moreover, these clothes belonged to the late princess, and the prince would normally not let anyone touch them.

However, he had to admit that the figure of the Bull Guard was too similar to that of an imperial concubine. It was no wonder that the Prince would give him some special care.

Liu Ruo Qing looked at his wet nurse with a troubled expression, "Mother, hurry and coax him."

The wet nurse squatted in front of young son, and before she could say anything, she heard young son crying even louder, "I just want Uncle to wear mother's clothes, I don't care …"

Liu Ruo Qing looked at her precious son. This fellow had always been very sensible, and this was the first time she saw him being so unreasonable.

She felt her heart ache, but …

Turning to the wet nurse, she frowned and asked, "Has young son been like this ever since the princess passed away?"

The wet nurse shook her head and looked at young son, who was crying so hard, and said, "young son is actually very sensible together. After my wife passed away, it is as if my prince had also left with her, young son wanted to stay by my side but didn't want to disturb my master, and he has never been angered. Today, I cried like this for the first time …"

Saying this, she looked at Liu Ruo Qing with a hesitant expression. After thinking for a moment, she opened her mouth, "Actually, not only is it the young son, I also feel that Young Master's back is very similar to my wangfei. Presumably, Your Highness really misses your wangfei too much, which is why you have such unreasonable requests."

Liu Ruo Qing looked at her son as she bit her lower lip tightly. After a long while, she pulled young son into her embrace and comforted him softly, "Heng Er, don't cry. If you don't cry, Uncle will wear mother's clothes."

These words were very useful. In the next second, the little fellow stopped crying. Even though there were still tears on its face, its eyes revealed a happy smile.

"Alright, Heng Er won't cry anymore."

"However, uncle can only wear it for a little while. If prince comes back and finds out uncle is wearing your mother's clothes, uncle will be scolded. Do you understand?"

young son nodded and extended her pinky towards Liu Ruo Qing, "Let's pull the hook, Heng Er will not tell royal father, this is my uncle's and my little secret."

Liu Ruo Qing had no choice but to stand and walk towards the wardrobe after comforting young son.

young son squeezed her tiny head in, pointed to one of the clothes and said: "Wear this, this is the clothes royal father chose for mother, Heng Er thinks it's very pretty."

Liu Ruo Qing looked at the clothes the little guy was pointing at, it was indeed the clothes that Yan Yuan had helped her choose.

Last year, there was always tailors from the inner palace who came to the mansion to customize the clothes. She rarely went out to buy them herself.

That day, Yan Yuan brought her and the little fellow out on a stroll, passing by a newly opened tailor shop. There were a few sample versions that she quite liked hanging inside, which he went in to take a look at, and then Yan Yuan picked out this set of clothes for her.

She herself really liked this piece of clothes. Furthermore, Yan Yuan had chosen this clothes for her, so the feelings between it and the other clothes were naturally different as well.