The maid of the ponytail soon appeared in front of Cao Chong. For the maid of the ponytail, Miss Zhibai's reason was very far-fetched, but in Cao Chong's opinion, this reason was a good reason.

For nothing else, first of all, he verified Cao Chong's guess and proved that the girl Zhibai wanted to go by herself, not because her identity had been exposed, but because what she wrote on the bamboo piece attracted Miss Zhibai's interest.

A talented man, no matter where he goes, shines for a woman, no matter who the woman is.

Cao Chong had long had a deep understanding of this.

After pondering for a while, Cao Chong said to Miss Zhibai: "You are the girl who leads the way."

The maid of the ponytail bowed to Cao Chong and nodded. Cao Chong walked behind, following closely behind. Wei Yanzhou's only husband looked anxious, but he was helpless.

Following the maid of the ponytail, Cao Chong walked through the third floor path. The dim lights formed a sharp contrast with the bright lights outside.

Cao Chong held the sword at his waist, and his face looked calm.

Finally, the ponytail girl led Cao Chong to the room where Miss Zhibai was and made a gesture to Cao Chong.

Cao Chong was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he pushed the door open and entered.

The room is decorated in a fresh and elegant manner, just like a woman's boudoir, but in this fresh and elegant, there are always some strange smells mixed, which makes Cao Chong feel a little hot.

Is it aphrodisiac?

Cao Chong shook his head, threw out some strange thoughts in his heart, and knelt on the cushion in front of the curtain.

"Miss Zhibai called me here for the literary fu in the bamboo piece?"

Through the pink position, Miss Zhibai could only see Cao Chong's vague appearance, roughly his figure, and Cao Chong's voice, she roughly outlined Cao Chong's appearance in her heart.

“It’s true.”

Miss Zhibai outlined Cao Chong's appearance in her heart, but Cao Chong was the same.

"Can the young master write down the complete essay? The little girl will definitely not be just a sentence when she sees the essay."

Cao Chong smiled and said, "I have heard some rumors about Miss Zhibai. I wonder if I can let me see the girl's face?"

Fragrant face?

Miss Zhibai covered her mouth and smiled, and unconsciously joked: "Young Master wants to see me?"

"Is this request very presumptuous?"

"Of course I won't take the liberty."

Miss Zhibai put half of the red ball in the incense burner beside the bed. For a moment, the temperature in the room seemed to rise a lot.

"I haven't seen such a handsome young man for too long. I want to ask the name of the young man."

Cao Chong pretended to be hesitant and spoke a little hesitantly.

"This, this..."

"Young master doesn't want to, or do you look down on a singular figure like me?" This style of words was quite resentful, and one sentence made Cao Chong's heart blew.

This girl Zhibai has a beautiful name, but she really is not a false reputation.

"Of course it's not that I look down on the girl, but before leaving, my elders repeatedly told me not to reveal my identity during my travels."

It's indeed a child of aristocratic families.

Miss Zhibai's eyes flashed, but her words were filled with a smile.

"Of course, the elders of the young master are afraid that the young master will meet his enemies, or that others dare not provoke him when he hears his son's name. They are timid and lose their role in traveling. However, for the young lady, the young master does not need to hide his identity."

Miss Zhibai paused and continued, "I don't let others see my face. Why don't you and I exchange it now? I'll pull down the curtain and say your name, okay?"

"this..."
Chapter completed!