bestfiction Chapter 449 The Sober Girl
Chapter 449 The Sober Girl
One of them pretended to be a pampered lady, and the other pretended to be a wealthy husband with a lot of money to spend, and they bought the villa very readily.
The identities of this couple were not forged, but they were used to impersonate a young lady from an aristocratic family and her new husband.
Although the noble families supported the King of Qin, they were not united internally.
Those concubines' daughters who try to survive in the dark and secluded places of the rear house do not wish for the best for their own family.
Especially as they saw the status of women improve, no matter how strict the rules at home were, they were given a little freedom.
Parents who are more sensible also let their children go out and do things on their own.
Many sober girls knew that if this unprecedented female crown prince in a thousand years was defeated, the status of women, which had been raised with great difficulty, would rebound from the bottom.
Their future role is only to arrange marriages and give birth to sons for their husbands.
Many of the young ladies from the aristocratic families secretly took refuge in the Eastern Palace.
Bei Jingchu even suspected that there were many more people who did not recommend themselves because they could not find the means to meet her secretly, not because they did not want to.
This time, I bought the villa based on the identity of one of them.
Her subordinates are easy to be targeted, and if their status is too low, they are likely to be troubled and the risk of being exposed increases.
The wife of a noble family, her status is neither high nor low, just right.
After the payment was made, the seller took the money and left with a smile.
Bei Jingchu winked at his confidant, and he nodded and left.
Send people to monitor the sellers who leave, and kill any unusual movements or spies on the spot.
After that, she put on a happy and innocent smile again, looking at her lively eyes and eyebrows, like a little woman who was foolishly immersed in love.
"Husband, go home."
Jiang Longshou paused and nodded slowly.
I'm a little reluctant to go back.
ah~
The gate of the villa was closed, the quiet room looked lonely, but behind the door were gatekeepers.
All important places were guarded to ensure that no outsiders entered.
Outside the door, Jiang Longshou helped his "wife" onto the carriage. She took off her cute mask and tore off the veil on her face.
Those complicated headdresses were thrown onto the floor of the carriage bit by bit, just like the fleeting sweetness of today dissipated bit by bit.
There was a hint of loneliness in Jiang Longshou's eyes.
A disobedient hairpin got caught on Bei Jingchu's hair, causing a painful sensation on her scalp.
She looked up and saw the man just sitting there stupidly without helping, so she rolled her eyes.
I really don't have the eyesight to see~
Bei Jingchu lowered her head slightly and ordered, "Help me take off my hair."
His consciousness was called back, and his hand subconsciously reached out as instructed, touching the slightly cool hair, but it felt like it was burned.
Would that be too offensive...
Jiang Longshou pinched her itchy palms hard, and she looked obedient this way.
He suppressed his trembling hands and took off the hairpin on her head.
It was his first time helping a girl to remove her hair, and he was clumsy and it took him a long time to do it.
Bei Jingchu felt her neck was a little sore.
She rubbed her neck, took out a bundle, and said to Jiang Longshou, "Turn around."
He blinked, confused, as if he didn't know what she was talking about.
Bei Jingchu: "..."
"I want to change my clothes, turn around."
Bei Jingchu's casual clothes are all tight-sleeved ones that are easy to move in, and they focus more on practicality than appearance.
Today she came wearing a full skirt and a shawl. It was pretty, but very different from her usual style.
It would be strange to go back dressed like this, she would need to change before going back.
After saying this, the boy's face turned red from ear to ear, as if he was thinking about something.
The whole person looks like a cooked shrimp.
He coughed lightly and turned his back.
He could hear the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and he couldn't calm down at all.
I can control my eyes, but I can't control my brain.
The less I think about it, the clearer the picture becomes.
His nose felt hot and he thought to himself that something was wrong.
After one touch, there was a bit of bright red on the fingertips.
I have a nosebleed...
This couldn't be seen by His Highness, so he could only wipe it with his sleeve with a guilty conscience.
Luckily I'm wearing black today.
Until she said, "Change it."
Captain Jiang Long breathed a sigh of relief; the torture was finally over.
At this time, someone knocked on the carriage outside and reported: "Your Highness, no one is following us."
Bei Jingchu then ordered: "Got it, go back home."
After the Chinese Valentine's Day, Bei Jingchu left the palace to recuperate on the grounds of being unwell and stayed away from the court.
The East Palace is like an iron barrel, and entering and leaving the palace is restricted and there is no room for movement.
This tactic of retreating to advance did not cause any waves. Except for her confidants who could contribute to the rebellion, even Changyan thought that she was really exhausted and retreated.