Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

Then the emperor said: "Why is this elegant girl still wearing a veil? Is it because she is so beautiful that Aiqing Duanmu doesn't want everyone to see her face?"

Dayan Kingdom has an open national style, and there are relatively few taboos between men and women.

Duanmu turned his head to look at Ling Wuyi, who had been drooping his eyelids, then turned his head to look at the right minister Ling Shujie sitting diagonally across from him, and glanced at Ling Mulan by the way.

Ling Shujie and Ling Mulan were confused by Duanmu Qingyue, and they didn't understand why.

"Xiaoya's appearance is not good, she is afraid that she will scare the emperor, so she wears a veil."

Duanmu Qingyue's words stunned everyone again. Doesn't he look good?

A bad appearance that can scare people, how bad would it be?

Tsk tsk tsk... This Mr. Zuo Xiang has really, really special preferences!

"Eh... If that's the case, then forget it!"

The emperor knew that Duanmu Qingyue never said 'false words', so the emperor believed every word he said.

Then if he said that Lingwu is ugly, it must be ugly.

The emperor changed the subject and said a few words to the ministers, and the imperial chef almost finished the meal.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, the veiled Lingwu Nie swallowed greedily.

Then he pouted pitifully, unable to take off his veil.

She... has nothing to eat! beep beep...

Duanmu Qingyue, who had just picked up the chopsticks, paused, then put down the chopsticks and coughed a few times.

"Your Majesty, I'm not feeling well, please allow me to go back to the carriage."

"Huh? If that's the case, come and deliver the meals to Prime Minister Zuo to the carriage!"

"yes--"

Ling Wu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, back to the carriage? So she can take off her veil and eat!

"Let's go." Duanmu Qingyue looked at Lingwu who was following the food with her eyes, and called her a little helplessly.

"okay!"

Ling Wuqian responded, and then supported Duanmu Qingyue to stand up.

"Weichen resigns!"

After saluting with Duanmu Qingyue, he raised his foot and walked towards the carriage.

Looking at Ling Wuyi's back, Ling Mulan frowned tightly.

That voice just now is so familiar! Really familiar!

Ling Huandong on the side also frowned, and leaned his head closer to Ling Mulan's ear: "Sister, don't you feel that the voice of the woman beside Prime Minister Zuo just now is very similar to Ling Wuyue?"

Ling Mulan didn't speak, but was just thinking.

That woman never raised her eyes from the beginning, the veil covered most of her face, she couldn't see her face at all.

Ling Mulan turned her head to the side, her body shape was not the same as Ling Wuyue's half a year ago.

However, it was almost the same as Ling Wu's figure at this time in memory!

Don't dare to show your true colors to others, don't dare to raise your eyes to look at others...

Could it be—

Ling Mulan turned to look at her brother: "Brother, tell me, you sent people to Jiujie before, but you didn't find Ling Wuwen, did you?"

Ling Huandong nodded: "Yes, I asked the beggar who had seen her at that time, and he said yes, someone took her away. Sister, tell me, could that person be sent by Prime Minister Zuo?"

Because the voices of the two people have been very low, the right minister Ling Shujie who was at the same table with them, and the mother and daughter Ling Meixuan did not hear the whispering of the two people.

Ling Meixuan just exchanged glances with her mother, Aunt Xie, without speaking.

Ling Mulan bit her lower lip, Ling Wuyue, she didn't expect that she would be so lucky!

Hmph... It's better not to die! She suffered so much in her previous life, how could she let Ling Wuyi die so happily!

Thinking of the fact that she had sprinkled face powder on Ling Wuwen's face, Ling Mulan knew that Ling Wuwen must have covered her face with a veil because her appearance was completely ruined.

Although she didn't see Ling Wupi's face, Ling Mulan was already sure that she was Ling Wupi!

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Ling Wuxi knew in her heart why Duanmu Qingyue went back to the carriage, and it wasn't because of her!

Thinking of this, Ling Wuyi has a lot of affection for Duanmu Qingyue!

"Thank you master!" Ling Wuwen thanked Duanmu Qingyue with a smile.

Duanmu Qingyue didn't look at her: "Yes."

Back on the carriage, Ling Wuxi immediately took off the veil on her face, and then salivated at the delicious food on the table.

A smile flashed across Duanmu Qingyue's usually calm eyes. He tightened his hands holding the stove, and then closed his eyes slightly: "I'm not feeling well. I'll let you take care of these meals."

"Ah?" Ling Wu's eyes widened slightly: "Master, don't you want to eat?"

Could it be that he doesn't want to have dinner with her? !

She was so ugly that it affected his appetite? !

Ling Wu's thoughts were all written on his face, which made the corners of Duanmu Qingyue's mouth uncontrollably raise a very shallow arc when he just opened his eyes to see her.

"It's bumpy all the way, if you can't eat, it has nothing to do with your appearance."

Forehead?

How did Duanmu Qingyue know what she was thinking?

Could he read minds? !

Of course, Ling Wuwen was not an idiot either, and soon realized that the reason why Duanmu Qingyue could see her thoughts was because she didn't hide her inner thoughts.

Hearing that Duanmu Qingyue said he was unwell, Ling Wuyi took out Hua Jue's prepared medicine powder to prevent motion sickness and mixed it with water for Duanmu Qingyue to drink.

After taking the medicine, Duanmu Qingyue fell asleep.

Only then did Ling Wuyi start to settle the food on the table.

After taking a bite, Ling Wuwen stepped out of the carriage lightly, and looked at Meng Yuan who was sitting on the side of the carriage eating dry food.

After thinking about it, she simply carried the small table to the outside of the carriage.

Meng Yuan moved Ling Wu's position: "Miss Ling..."

"Brother Meng, the master changed my name to Duanmu Qingya. Brother Meng can just call me Xiaoya!" Ling Wuqian smiled at Meng Yuan.

She was not wearing a veil, nor was Meng Yuan intimidated by her face.

Meng Yuan looks like he is in his thirties, with a burly figure, he looks like a person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

Hearing Ling Wu's words, Meng Yuan smiled naively: "Okay, Xiaoya!"

"Well! Brother Meng, the master said he was not feeling well, so he didn't eat. There are so many, I can't finish it all by myself, let's eat together!"

Meng Yuan did not refuse.

The two sat outside the carriage and ate the meal cleanly.

Just after eating, the order to start came from the front.

Ling Wuwen returned to the carriage, and Meng Yuan drove the carriage forward.

After walking for half a day, Ling Wuwen was also a little tired, and looked at Duanmu Qingyue, who was not sleeping very soundly.

After thinking about it, Ling Wuwen walked to Duanmu Qingyue's side, sat on the ground, and fell asleep on the edge of the couch. The carriage swayed gently on the official road, and Ling Wuyue fell asleep not long after.

Duanmu Qingyue was extremely sleepy, and he had already woken up when Ling Wuyue lay beside him.

When Ling Wuwen fell asleep, Duanmu Qingyue opened her eyes again.

She didn't wear a veil, and Ling Wu's skin was fair,