"Little Marquis, why haven't you said anything? Let Feiyi, the clumsy speaker, take the lead here!" The beauty in red wiped the sweat from her head, threw herself on the bedside again, and looked at her carefully, "Is it possible just now?

Is it too much energy to deal with that Young Master Liu?"

Such a conversation is really... Although Qinglan has always been calm, Qinglan also feels that everything is too unbelievable. Who is she? A young harlot, a young prince? A woman, a man? A liar playing fairy dance, or a noble nobleman?

Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly heard his own voice saying: "Feiyi, I'm really exhausted!"

All kinds of weird.

Then he rolled his body lazily, and spread the red gauze covering his body all over the bed.[

Underneath the red gauze was a neatly dressed white tunic, with only one shoulder sleeve torn off.

The beauty came over and wiped it with a damp cloth, and all the red traces faded away, returning to white jade-like skin.

Qinglan struggled to speak and move her hands and feet, but she couldn't do anything. It was as if she was a wandering soul that had entered someone else's body, looking at "himself" and talking, and "himself" laughing, but she couldn't control anything.

The beauty in red giggled, "Tsk, my little Marquis, we have been spending quite a lot of time in the Liu Mansion. We have a lot of things to do when we go back to Mingluan Garden. I think you should change your clothes quickly.

Click back home!”

Qing Lan only felt that her body was closing her eyes, and she turned over lazily: "I told you not to call me Little Marquis anymore when there is no one around. Now that Qingjun Marquis is gone, why is Little Marquis not little?"

Mr. Marquis, I won’t be able to bear this title for much longer.”

"You're used to it now. If I don't call you little marquis, why don't you call me miss?" the beauty in red said in her mouth, lifting Qinglan up with her hands, and helped her put on the splendid flower sent by the Liu family.

Convinced, he added: "Miss, I want to ask you, do you still look like a girl? If you ruin your reputation like this, how can you get married in the future?"

It turns out that she has not changed her gender! This body is still that of a girl! However, Qinglan has no intention of being happy about it now. She tried again and again, and finally proved that this body was not under her control, and she felt helpless and fearful.

"What do I want to marry?" Her body said with a smile on her face, "With Feiyi and you accompanying me, lying drunk on a beauty's lap, waking up to watch the storm, how carefree it is? Let's make some money together in our free time. Days like this,

I wouldn’t change it for a god!"

"Hey!" Fei Yi curled her lips. "Who wants to accompany you to make such nonsense..." She sighed again, "If it hadn't been for what happened before, I wouldn't have allowed you to abuse yourself like this. After such a fuss, I don't know what will happen.

How many days will it take to recover..."

"Isn't it your fault?" She had already put on her body clothes, but she coquettishly refused to stand upright and leaned against Fei Yi. "I couldn't wait for your signal for so long, so what did you do? What harm did you do?

I am more and more exhausted!"

"It's my servant's fault! Please spare my life, little Marquis!" The beauty Feiyi giggled and brought a wine gourd to her mouth, "I haven't touched wine for half a day, are you hungry?"
Chapter completed!