"What? I said it well in the afternoon, why did I change my mind again? No, I'll catch her." Dugu Shi was angry, and ignored Li Qing'an, and walked towards the inner house.

Li Qingan wanted to call him, but it was too late. He watched him walk away, and he stood awkwardly by the middle door, a little dilemma. Is it so difficult to drink a glass of water and wine?

"How old is General Li this year?"

The noble lady next to her took over the lonely job with a smile. She was nearly forty years old, a pretty woman, with a full moon, and was covered with snow-white face by powder. Her hair was combed high, piled up like a cloud, and she was shaking her arms. She wore a ring-shaped jacket on her upper body, a long green drag skirt on her lower body, a red silk on her shoulders, and a red belt on her waist.

But Li Qingan couldn't help but look at her breasts a few times. She was wearing a yellow strapless breast, but most of her plump and white breasts were revealed. Li Qingan suddenly remembered a poem, "Slowly tie the silk skirt and half reveal his breasts." Unexpectedly, he really saw this outfit.

Not everyone can wear a breast-exposed outfit. It represents a status and only noble women can wear it in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, famous singers and dancers can also wear it, but that is to please the powerful.

It has been two years since Li Qing'an came to the Tang Dynasty. This is the first time he has seen a woman wearing a breast-exposed outfit. It is no wonder that the Western Regions generally wear Hu clothes. He has seen Gao Wu alone, but that little girl. ． ． ． ． ．

"General Li, have you not answered my question yet?"

The noble lady glanced at Li Qing'an and saw his eyes swept towards her chest from time to time. She smiled and didn't care. The noble lady's maiden surname was Wang, and she was also one of the wealthy families in Guanlong. Seven years ago, her husband died of illness, so she lived a widow at home. After Dugu Shi's wife Yuan Pei died five years ago, Dugu Shi married her again as a bride after being matched by others.

Li Qingan withdrew his gaze and smiled, "I am twenty-five years old this year."

"Oh! I'm just young at the age of twenty-five. I wonder if General Li got married?"

The news that Dugu Shi came from the Ministry of War was that Li Qingan was not married yet, but the woman was suspicious, so Mrs. Wang still had to ask a few more questions.

Li Qingan vaguely guessed that the Dugu family might not have taken a fancy to me! The third girl refused to come just now, and Dugu Shi rushed over angrily. If this is true, it would be a bit of a headache.

"I have been booking a marriage since I was a child, but later the woman moved to Shuzhong and has not been in contact for many years."

Li Qing'an left a way out. If the third girl was tall and big, and as rough as Dugu Shi, then his fiancée, who had been engaged since childhood, appeared. But if the third girl was charming and beautiful, then her "fiancee" would naturally marry someone else.

The two of them walked while talking, and before they knew it, they arrived at the side hall. Mrs. Wang waved her hand and smiled: "General Li, please come in and sit down for a while, I'll urge the master."

"Please give me some advice!"

Li Qing'an was really depressed. No matter how the owner left, he left the guests at the dinner table, he didn't understand the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty. Perhaps the people of the Tang Dynasty didn't care about this.

The room was quite wide and could accommodate hundreds of people. In this empty room, there were two rows of dozen short couches, with small tables on them, full of delicious wine and delicacies, as well as fresh fruits and fruits that are rare in this season. A maid stood behind each couch. Fortunately, the room was a little popular.

At this time, Li Qingan suddenly discovered a problem. There must be some considerations on which one should be sitting on for these dozen short couches. Most people may know that, but they are not ordinary people.

Li Qing'an stood there in a daze, and finally couldn't help asking a maid standing against the wall, "Which picture should I sit on?"

No one paid attention to him, and more than a dozen maids stood there motionless like wax figures.

"Hey! Where should I sit?"

Li Qingan changed his tone, but no one paid attention to him.

"His grandma's face is pretty, but unfortunately they are all wooden people."

Li Qing'an cursed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed "Chi!".

"Li Qing'an, haven't you seen that the names are written on the table?"

"Oh!" Li Qing'an's face turned red. Only then did he notice that there was a jade plaque on each table, with the name written on it, and his name was the first in the left head.

He searched around, but there was no one else in the room except for a dozen wooden maids. Could it be that he was from?

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His eyes fell on a white jade screen in the corner of the wall.

"Li Qing'an, you guessed it right, this girl is behind the screen."

As soon as the screen moved, a young girl wearing a dying dance dress with a double ring of looking at the fairy bun jumped out, but when Li Qingan saw her face clearly, she was shocked. Is this the Tang Dynasty?

The little girl looks very good. Her skin is white, her nose is well-behaved, her eyes are big and round, and she is lively and energetic, but her makeup is not satisfactory. Her eyebrows have been shaved off, two red horizontal lines are drawn above the eyes, and two purple horizontal lines are drawn below the eyes, both of which are the same on the left and right eyes. Not only that, her lips are not red, but purple-black, which reminds people of later Japanese cartoon characters.

Seeing Li Qing'an looking at her in surprise, the little lady was a little proud, jumped onto a wooden couch, sat cross-legged, picked up a honey mandarin, peeled off the skin and ate it, and said vaguely, "Does my makeup look good? This is the 'bloody makeup' that just emerged."

Li Qingan grinned, and it turned out that the Tang Dynasty had such a trendy makeup. He also sat in his seat and smiled, "I haven't seen it before, so I was shocked."

"You are really a second master of war. You have never seen any world."

The little girl curled her lips with some disdain, "You are so ignorant, no wonder my sister doesn't like you."

"Wait! Wait!"

Li Qingan quickly waved his hand and said, "Your father invited me here just to drink, and didn't say what it had to do with your sister."

Li Qingan has decided to revive his "fiancee". The little girl in front of her looks like this. I wonder what kind of shocking look her sister will look like, but she still likes to have a cleaner face.

"Ha! Ha!" The little lady almost burst out with laughter and pointed at Li Qing'an and said, "I don't believe it if you say you are the Second Master of Bing. My father is an official in Yangzhou. When will he invite you? The one who invites you is my grandfather."

"Oh! It turns out that General Dugu is your grandfather. What's your name? Are you nine or ten years old this year?"

"You're talking nonsense! I'm ten this year..."

The little girl suddenly bit her lip and smiled, "What a cunning guy, I actually want to cover my age."

She suddenly raised her chest, pulled her shirt back, and raised a pair of very full-developed breasts, and smiled proudly: "Did you see it? Could this be a nine-year-old girl?"

"Haha! I understand, you're twenty-five this year." Li Qingan joked.

“Am I that old?”

The little lady rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it, let me tell you! In half a month, I will be fourteen."

"Then what's your name? Let me guess?"

"No! It must be Ah Mao and Ah Dog's guess again. I don't know if you scold me. My name is Dugu Mingzhu."

The little girl rolled her eyes and asked with a smile: "You can guess what my sister's name is."

Li Qingan picked up the wine glass and smiled, "I guess her name is Dugu Mingyue, right?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly stretched out her thumb and praised: "You are really smart, not Master Bing Er."

At this moment, Dugu Shi's cough suddenly came from outside the door. The little girl jumped up like an electric shock, put the peeled orange skin on Li Qing'an's table, and immediately knelt down seriously, with her skirt straight, no longer a smile on her face, and she didn't look at Li Qing'an, and she suddenly turned from a little wild cat to a gentle and quiet lady.

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Chapter completed!