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At first, Wen Yin thought that her request was a bit abrupt, and that the eldest young master might not agree to it. However, after a short period of silence, she heard the person in front of her reply softly, "Okay."

Wen Yin was stunned and looked towards Xie Rongxuan.

Xie Rong Xuan was still holding the wooden sword, but he didn't look like a martial artist holding the sword, but was holding it with both hands. Xie Rong Xuan was still holding the wooden sword, but he didn't look like a martial artist holding the sword, but was holding it with both hands.

Wen Yin didn't know what to say. She thought that Xie Rongxuan didn't want to change his dress because he didn't want to put down his image of the past. Now, it seemed that he was more open-minded than she had thought.

She hesitated for a moment, then said after some thought, "Then … Try a different set of clothes? "

Xie Rong Xuan nodded his head in agreement, then asked Wen Yin to wait while he turned and entered the house.

Wen Yin sat in front of the table. She didn't know what to do, so she had to take a sip of tea. Ever since she saw Xie Rongxuan, she had a new understanding of the word 'beautiful'. However, no matter how beautiful he was, Xie Rongxuan was still a man. Her female attire was naturally stunning, but she didn't know what male attire would look like.

With this thought, Wen Yin unconsciously felt some anticipation.

However, Xie Rong Xuan's room was abnormally quiet, and it was hard to hear anything. Wen Yin waited absentmindedly like this for an unknown amount of time, and just as she finished her third cup of tea, there was a slight sound coming from Xie Rong Xuan's room. Then, the door opened from the inside, and a figure slowly walked out.

He was originally rather thin, and the wide white robe made him look slightly loose, but it only added up to a somewhat ethereal charm. He had long since removed the well-combed hair bun, changed the man's hairstyle, and tied it up with a jade hairpin. Although his attire looked simple, it was still the style of the eldest young master of the Xie family, and although it looked plain, everything on his body seemed to be famous from all over, even the silver embroidery on the sleeves of his clothes almost caught Wen Yin's eye.

There was no need to say anything more about Xie Rongxuan's appearance. No matter what he dressed up in, it was impossible to shift one's gaze away from his face. His features were even more beautiful than his previous green dress.

However —

Seeing the approaching Xie Rongxuan, Wen Yin felt strange in her heart.

His footsteps were slow. Even though he was wearing men's clothes, his footsteps were much smaller than that of an ordinary man. His movements were not as graceful as a man's, and the only difference was his elegance and elegance. He slightly lowered his head, his red lips and white teeth; his skin was creamy, his eyebrows were like jade, and his eyes were like water. He was comparing the both of them.

Beautiful, but.

Wasn't this a woman?

Hearing that, she suddenly came to a realization and looked towards Xie Rongxuan with an incredulous expression. She didn't understand why a man like him would be able to wear good clothes and act like a woman.

He didn't know what Wenyin was thinking about at all. Xie Rongxuan's sleeves fluttered uncomfortably as he asked her softly, "Does Miss think this is okay?"

Wen Yin sized him up and said with difficulty, "... "It can be, but can you wipe the rouge off your face first?"

Xie Rongxuan shook his head and said, "I did not apply rouge today in order to cultivate."

Wen Yin: "..." He stared unwaveringly at Xie Rongxuan's flawless face.

Xie Rongxuan replied in confusion.

Wen Yin had a headache as she felt a heavy burden.

After finishing the day's work, they returned to the wooden house outside of Yanzhou City. A Zhe rushed over once again and asked for Wen Yin's progress. What he saw was her serious face.

"Senior Sister, what's wrong this time?" A Zhe looked at Wen Yin in puzzlement and carefully guessed, "Very troublesome?"

Wen Yin nodded with a heavy heart before heading to her room.

A Zhe didn't dare to follow her into the room. He could only stand outside the room and peek out. When he saw her turn around, he quickly asked, "Senior Sister, do you have any questions?"

Wen Yin thought for a moment and nodded again. She stared at A Zhe and asked, "Why is there someone who can look so good even without makeup?"

A Zhe: "?"

Of course, A Zhe couldn't answer Wen Yin's question. Wen Yin didn't intend to wait for An Zhe to give her an answer, she was just interacting more with the eldest young master of the Xie family, feeling that there really was nothing impossible in this world. There was actually such an existence in this world, an existence that all the women in the world envied.

However, this person was a guy that was trying to regain his male identity.

Even Wen Yin felt that this was too absurd.

But even so, she had already promised Old Master Xie that she would continue with this matter.

Over the next few days, Wen Yin still came daily to Xie Rongxuan's residence to teach him swordsmanship. Although the two didn't converse much, they gradually became more familiar with each other.

Although the relationship between Xie Rongxuan and Wenyin had made some progress, there was no progress in Xie Rongxuan's swordsmanship.

To be precise, although Xie Rongxuan was intelligent and quick to learn, his movements and strength were far inferior to Wen Yin's. When others used sword techniques, he somehow had a different feeling to them. Even when the old man was chatting with Wen Yin, he mentioned that Xuan'er had learned a new set of dances for him to watch recently, so he was blaming himself for looking good.

Hearing this, Wen Yin didn't know what kind of expression to make and went back to think about it. After a few days, she finally thought of a solution and then came back to Xie Rongxuan's small courtyard.

Today, Xie Rong Xuan was wearing a light green man's outfit with green bamboo tattoos at the corners, adding to his elegance.

No matter how many times he had seen her, Xie Rongxuan always had a way to make people marvel at his beauty.

In fact, ever since Wen Yin had met Xie Rongxuan, she had never seen him wear the same set of clothes twice in the countless days that they had been together. Ever since that day when he had Xie Rongxuan change into men's clothes for the convenience of martial arts practice, he always changed into men's clothes in advance. Other than during martial arts practice, he always wore the same woman's clothes again.

Upon seeing Wen Yin arrive, Xie Rong Xuan ordered his subordinates to bring the iron sword and wooden sword over. He passed the iron sword to Wen Yin while he stood beside the wooden sword and asked gently, "Lady Wen Yin, which sword style should we learn today?"

Wen Yin lowered her head to look at the sword in Xie Rongxuan's hand. Thinking back to Old Master Xie's words not too long ago, she could not help but shake her head. She then changed her tone and said, "No need. We won't be practicing the sword today."

"Don't practice the sword?" Xie Rongxuan asked with a surprised expression on his usually calm face.

It was rare for Wen Yin to see the dignified and courteous young master of the Xie Clan reveal such an expression. Unknowingly, her mood improved. She raised her eyebrows and smiled at the man. "That's right. If we don't practice the sword, then we'll do something more useful."

Xie Rongxuan didn't understand, "What does Miss mean by that?"

Wen Yin asked, "Did you go out for a walk?"

Xie Rongxuan pursed his lips and shook his head, "In the past, father did not allow me to go out. I only went to a few places with him every summer, and during the Flower Lantern Festival, I would go to the riverside to light some lamps. When someone came to visit, they would meet some guests, and the rest of the time they would stay in this courtyard."

This answer was not far from Wen Yin's expectations. Since Xie Rong Xuan was raised as a girl in the past, then the rules of a noble family would naturally not be few. To stay in this room all year round was naturally to have never been to any place, and he had never seen many things.

Thinking of this, Wen Yin smiled and asked, "Does Young Master Xie want to go out with me?"

Xie Rongxuan seemed to have never thought about this matter. Now that he heard Wen Yin speak, he unconsciously froze. He stared at Wen Yin and asked in a low voice, "Can I?"

"Yes, of course." If one were to talk about experience and experience, perhaps even ten Xie Rongxuan would not be a match for her. This discovery made her mood a lot better as she pulled on Xie Rongxuan's wrist and smiled, "You're a man now, where do you get so many rules? If you want to go out, Master Xie won't say much. Now, even if you want to go to the brothel, I can guarantee that he won't stop you."

"A brothel?" Xie Rongxuan asked softly.

Only then did Wen Yin remember that Xie Rongxuan stayed home all year round and didn't have much contact with personnel. She was afraid that he didn't even know what a brothel was, so she didn't explain. "Forget it, you probably don't know this."

However, Xie Rongxuan shook his head and replied, "I know."

"You know?" This time, it was Wen Yin's turn to be surprised.

Xie Rongxuan nodded and said affirmatively, "The embroidery of the ladies in the brothels is very good."

"..." Wenyin almost forgot the bizarre story of how Xie Rongxuan had spent the night embroidering an embroidered mountain and river diagram with someone.

Regardless of Xie Rongxuan's understanding of the outside world, it was only after he read it that she was able to understand what she was missing. Thus, she blinked her eyes and smiled, "How is it, is Young Master Xie going to follow me for a stroll?"

Xie Rongxuan didn't reply to Wen Yin immediately, but only lowered his eyes slightly.

Wenyin lowered her head and realized that her hand was still on his wrist. She quickly let go and looked around, waiting for his answer.

After a few days, the color of the peach blossoms in the courtyard had gradually increased, and once the wind blew, it turned into a wave of falling flowers. Wen Yin impatiently counted the peach blossoms on the peach blossoms, and after waiting for a long while, she finally heard Xie Rong Xuan respond, "Okay, let's go out and take a look."

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