"Princess Princess..."

"What did I tell you to call me? You have to call me son when you go out. I'm wearing men's clothes now. Do you remember it?" Ying'er stopped in a hurry, turned around and gave Xiaoyu a blast.

Xiaoyu covered her head in pain, "Jun... Master, haven't I called you this name for too long, and it's hard to change it for a while?"

Ying'er didn't want to betray Xiaoyu, so she continued to wake up and said, "Don't make the same mistake again. How can we get away with it if someone discovers our identities?"

"Yes, we can't be discovered that we are women..."

"Stop it! Why don't you have some brains?" Ying'er gave Xiaoyu another blow.

Xiaoyu muttered helplessly, Master, I am a man, a man!, trying to brainwash herself.

Ying'er walked in front, she had just come out of the mountain, and she was still near Xicheng.

The last time she escaped from Prince Ying's Mansion, Ying'er visited one of the cities in the North City. Now in the West City, Ying'er doesn't plan to go far.

I heard that there are three cities in Xicheng: Yancheng, Shucheng and Sister City. The people there worship King Ying very much.

It seems to be the emperor of the previous generation: when Emperor Jian'an was alive, there were many disasters in the world. During those days, Dad was the one dealing with the disasters.

Ying'er can't help but feel proud because she is the daughter of King Ying!

Walking on the street, a drunk man bumped into Ying'er.

Ying'er was paying attention to the folk customs on the street, but before she could dodge, she was blocked by a wall of flesh.

"Young master! Be careful!" Xiaoyu quickly helped her princess, and then scolded the man who bumped into the princess, "You are drunk, but you still dare to bump into my young master!"

There were many people watching the show around. Ying'er glanced at Xiaoyu and said, "Forget it, let's go."

Since she was unconscious, Ying'er didn't bother to talk to the drunk man.

"You two girls, don't leave. Come and drink with me!" The drunk man didn't know whether he was really drunk or fakely sober, but he actually recognized the true genders of Ying'er and Xiaoyu.

Of course Ying'er would not admit it and walked forward with Xiaoyu.

"Don't go!" The drunk man's qinggong was extremely good, and he jumped over the crowd and jumped in front of Ying'er.

Looking at Ying'er's beautiful face, the drunk man's confused eyes showed surprise, but there was no disgusting greed.

"How about drinking with me and I compose a poem for you?" The drunkard tried to exchange conditions with Ying'er, just to find someone to drink with him.

Ying'er was surprised that the drunk man in front of her was clearly smelling of alcohol, his face was red under his beard, and his eyes were blurry and dark. He must be really drunk, but he was drunk and crazy but different from others. Could he really be able to compose poetry?

"Are you really good at composing poetry? If you are really talented, why do you get drunk on the street?" Xiaoyu will not compromise. Although the lady is disguised as a man, she is still a woman in essence. How can she drink with men casually?

The drunk man exclaimed, "There are still people in the city who don't know who I am? Do you know me?"

"Aren't you just a scholar who has failed the exam for several years? You have been drunk in the city for more than half a year, and your money is going to be tight, right?" Some people among the people actually agreed to the drunkard's words.

The drunk man looked back at Ying'er with satisfaction, "Girl, do you believe that I can compose poetry now?"

"Well... I am a young man, not a girl. Although I am born with a male and a female appearance, I don't like others mistaking my gender!" Ying'er would not admit it in front of everyone.

The drunk man rolled his eyes, opened and closed his mouth full of alcohol, and said: "My hands are like catkins, my skin is like gelatin, my collar is like a cricket grub, my teeth are like gourds and rhinoceros, my head is like a rhinoceros, my eyebrows are like moths, my beautiful smile is beautiful, I look forward to seeing you if I can If you are willing to get drunk with me, I will give you a solo poem!"

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Chapter completed!