Xiao Lingyue nodded: "I know this too, but Yao Wuchen is not a kind-hearted person to help. He has always been moody and has no concept of good and evil. I dare not leave Beibei to his head."
The detoxification process inevitably involves the use of drugs.
With Yao Wuchen's character, he will never save people honestly.
If there is any manipulation in the medicine, or if Beibei is deliberately used for experiments, the risk is too high.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't trust him.
Zhan Beihan tapped his fingers and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "I have written it down."
He skipped this topic and talked about the imperial mausoleum instead: "My father gave the errand of inspecting the imperial mausoleum to King Xiang, and he will be responsible for it. We will set off to the imperial mausoleum together the day after tomorrow."
Xiao Lingyue was startled for a moment and nodded.
"For convenience on the road, you can dress up in men's clothing and change your face." Zhan Beihan looked at her face.
"What about you?" Xiao Lingyue thought for a moment, suddenly feeling hopeful.
"Do you need my help to disguise yourself?"
Zhan Beihan glanced at her: "What else do you want to do?"
Xiao Lingyue blinked and said righteously: "How is that possible? I will definitely change your disguise for you and make sure your father doesn't recognize you."
Zhan Beihan: "..."
As soon as she heard this, she knew she didn't have a good idea.
In the next two days, both of them were busy in their own way.
Zhan Beihan needs to arrange various matters in Beijing in advance to avoid mistakes in his absence.
Xiao Lingyue was busy discussing Beibei's condition with Yao Jinzhou, while trying to spend as much time with her two children as possible, and also took the time to make some preparations for going out.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
At dawn, Ye Yi prepared the carriage, and Zhan Beihan and Xiao Lingyue got into the carriage quietly and left.
The carriage went all the way out of Beijing and arrived in front of an ordinary house on the outskirts of Beijing.
Ye Yi stayed at the door to keep watch.
Xiao Lingyue followed Zhan Beihan through the door and looked around. The furnishings in the house were ordinary. It looked like an ordinary house. There was a light layer of dust on the tables and chairs.
"Go and change clothes first." Zhan Beihan threw the baggage in his hand to her.
Xiao Lingyue caught it and opened it. Inside was a navy blue guard uniform, complete with waist knife and chest armor.
She took her bundle into the back room and quickly got dressed.
When he walked out again, Zhan Beihan had already changed.
The same navy blue guard uniform is worn on the body, which highlights the man's upright figure, with a long knife on his waist, and black iron armor extending from his chest to his shoulders, giving him a sense of cold nobility.
A person's temperament cannot be concealed by clothes.
Xiao Lingyue touched his chin, looked him up and down for a moment, and sighed: "I only heard people say before that you don't look like a prince when you put on a dragon robe, and you don't look like a guard when you put on a guard uniform! The sharpness on your body has faded.
Once collected.”
Zhan Beihan glanced at her angrily: "Don't waste time, move quickly."
"Come and sit." Xiao Lingyue greeted, and then opened the baggage on the table.
A large number of bottles and cans were laid out, along with brushes, charcoal pencils, sticky rice paper and other items of different sizes.
Zhan Beihan lifted up his robe and sat on the stool.
Xiao Lingyue stood in front of him, leaned over and lifted his chin, carefully observing the outline of his facial features: "Your outline is too dark, and the facial features are not easy to adjust. I will change your skin color first, and then fine-tune it little by little.
Don’t move your head or move your head.”
Zhan Beihan frowned and was about to speak.
Xiao Lingyue added: "Don't make any expression on your face, not even frowning."