Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 1196

Chapter 1196: Chapter 1187: The key is that a woman dressing up as a man can also stand out_1 Chapter 1196: Chapter 1187: The key is that a woman dressing up as a man can also stand out_1 “”This servant won’t leave, absolutely not.”

Ming Xiang pursed her lips in defiance, she fished out a folding fan from her sleeve, opened it like a pro, fanned herself, and followed along.

The back door of the Bright Moon Pavilion was secluded; the master and servant sneaked in under the dim light, found the stairs, and ascended to a quiet corner on the second floor’s cloister.

Looking down from the cloister, the front yard was brightly lit, filled with laughter and chatter.

Distinguished ladies were everywhere, their jeweled hairpins and tassels swaying. Some were playing chess or creating poetry over drinks. Others were enjoying tea along with music or appreciating songs and dances. Everywhere one looked, there was a display of wealth and elegance.

Then the gaze turned back to the two women.

Their hair bound up in black, their natural faces bare, wearing hastily found men’s clothing, as plain as a waiter.

Seemingly penniless, nameless, nothing to show off, childish young boys exuding an air of green bitterness, without a shred of charisma.

“What’s the meaning of this?”

“Why is it like this?”

Ming Xiang rested her elbows on the balustrade, desired to bash her head against the wall, gut-wrenchingly regretful.

Xuanyuan Qing was even more depressed, scolding her with the folding fan, “It’s all your fault, wouldn’t it be better to just come out honestly? Instead, you insisted on cross-dressing.”

The key point was that the cross-dressing could be eye-catching as well!

Yet this girl insisted on maintaining her self-righteousness, fearing being recognized. Not only did she refuse to dress up, she even deliberately made herself look unattractive.

After smearing on an assortment of makeup, her face was wax-yellow, her eyes rimmed with dark circles, her lips turned pale. It’s like she was seriously ill or recently resurrected ghost. She was as unattractive as could be.

The master and servant walked shoulder to shoulder, causing her to also lose face.

“It’s not this servant’s fault. All the bold women in Xijin who dare to enter a flower house dress as men.”

Ming Xiang rubbed the back of her head, defending herself with a bitter laugh, “How would Ming Xiang know that the women in Fengqi are so bullish, daring to indulge in a flower house under the watchful eyes of the public?”

“Don’t you understand that women, the Empress, female officials, carry the highest status?”

Xuanyuan Qing rolled her eyes at her, “In Fengqi, it’s an honor for women to be held in higher esteem. It’s normal for noble women to maintain their reputation. What’s the big deal about visiting a flower house?”

Ming Xiang hung her head low, whispering under her breath, “Since the Princess knew, why did you insist on cross-dressing?”

“I was led into this pit by you, wasn’t I?”

Xuanyuan Qing ground her teeth secretly.

This was her first time in Fengqi too, so how could she have known the rules of a flower house? It was all hearsay information.

“Enough. Go change your clothes, wash your face clean, and then come back. Being with you is damaging the dignity of the Princess of Xijin. Where should I put my face?”

“Princess, aren’t you going to change?”

Ming Xiang subtly lifted her eyelid, glancing at her skeptically.

Your fresh-off-green appearance dressed in a blue cloth, doesn’t seem any better than this servant’s, does it?

Xuanyuan Qing was indifferent, she waved her folding fan with elegance, dismissing Ming Xiang, “This Princess is as elegant as a jade tree in the wind. Even in this blue cloth robe, I can still exude the radiant aura of a princess. You need not worry about me, just go and change your clothes. Hurry.”

This servant isn’t worrying about you!

It’s clear disdain, alright?

Ming Xiang grimaced bitterly, standing still, making no move to leave.

“Why aren’t you leaving?”

Xuanyuan Qing raised an elegant eyebrow, with a hint of surprise.

“Princess, there’s a well at the back gate. Your servant can fetch some water to wash my face, isn’t that enough?”

Ming Xiang was unwilling to leave, she racked her brains for a reason to stay.

“Alright, alright, go on, go.”

An exasperated Xuanyuan Qing held her forehead and waved Ming Xiang away with the folding fan.

“Your servant will be back shortly.”

Ming Xiang’s heart lightened, she dashed down the staircase and out the back door.