Yun San said again: "But young master, your face is too attractive, you still have to disguise yourself, there are so many people today, so as not to attract the attention of outsiders..."
Mo Siyu just left Chu Chuyan behind, and followed Uncle Luo Zifeng into the inn, into the private room, feeling guilty and uneasy.
Before she could react, my brother and Aunt Yun had already discussed the countermeasures:
"Then let's do this. I have the lady's women's clothing ready at any time, and I also have the young master's disguised attire here. After this meal, I will help the young master change your clothes and go downstairs. Miss you Just change into women’s clothes and go out through the back door.”
On New Year's Eve, he must be by his brother's side, and Mo Siyu couldn't think of a better way, so he could only follow Aunt Yun's way.
After the reunion dinner, Mo Siyu entered the room, and Yun San handed her the prepared clothes, and dressed her up...
Staring at the face in the bronze mirror, Yun San was a little dazed: "Miss's appearance really looks more like Madam's when she was younger.
The first time I saw Madam's real appearance, I was astonished. At that time, I thought to myself, there is such a beautiful person in this world, even a goddess in the sky should not be born like this. "
Mo Siyu grinned brightly with red lips: "Is Aunt Yun San complimenting my beauty?"
Yun San couldn't help laughing: "Yes, yes, in this world, only Miss Xiang Yi can compare with your beauty."
After dressing up Mo Siyu, Yun San put the fox fur cloak on the back of the chair: "Miss, you can go out through the back door when you're done, I'm going to help the young master dress up.
Zifeng has already gone to the altar, let's meet there directly. "
Mo Siyu nodded. After putting on the fox fur cloak, he was about to go out. After thinking for a while, he turned around and covered half of his face with a white gauze scarf, and then walked out...
Go out from the back door, turn around the Qinghuan Building, cross it, and you will arrive at the altar by the river bank.
In order to avoid danger, Luo Zifeng had already arranged for guards to mix in the crowd, waiting for the arrival of the high priest, and praying with the people of Yuecheng to pray to heaven.
Mo Siyu left the inn, went to the street, and soon mixed with the crowd.
But she was wearing a bright red long jacket and a snow-white solid-colored fox fur. Her black hair was like a cloud, with a bun on her head and a pearl hairpin inserted, and her hair fell down like a waterfall.
He was already tall and slender, and when he walked in the crowd, he looked more than a hundred times better than the gray-faced, sallow and thin people around him, which was really too conspicuous.
A piece of white gauze was covering her face, which made her look even more mysterious and abnormal. The eyes exposed outside the white gauze were full of autumn water, shining like stars.
Pedestrians on the side of the road looked in her direction one after another, Mo Siyu had long been used to being the focus of attention, ignored those cast eyes, mixed in with the crowd, hurried towards the altar direction to go...
"Girl." A familiar figure hurried towards her, blocking her way.
Mo Siyu took a closer look, and it turned out to be Chu Chuyan.
Chu Chuyan stared into her eyes, looked at her seriously for a while, and said, "We seem to have met somewhere."
Mo Siyu panicked and waved his hands again and again: "No, I don't know you."
"Girl, can you take off the veil and let me have a look?" Chu Chuyan felt that it was the only time in his life that he was in a difficult situation, but he was really curious about the face under the veil.
After all, these eyes are as clear as clear water, and they have already been engraved in his heart.