Xiao Lingyue nodded: "I know this too, but Yao Wuchen is not a person who will kindly help. He has always been unhappy and has no concept of good or evil. I dare not hand over Beibei to him."
The process of detoxification is inevitably subject to medicine.
With Yao Wuchen's personality, he will never be honest in saving people.
If you do some tricks in the medicine, or deliberately use Beibei for experiments, the risk is too high.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't trust him.
Zhan Beihan tapped his fingers lightly, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully, "I have written them down."
He skipped this topic and turned to the matter of the imperial tomb: "The father handed over the errand of inspecting the imperial tomb to King Xiang, and he was responsible for it. Let's set off together the day after tomorrow."
Xiao Lingyue was slightly stunned and nodded.
"For the convenience of the road, you can make men's clothing and change your face." Zhan Beihan looked at her face.
"What about you?" Xiao Lingyue's thoughts changed and suddenly she had some expectations.
"Do you need my help disguise?"
Zhan Beihan glanced at her: "What are your ideas?"
Xiao Lingyue blinked and said righteously: "How could it be? I will disguise you well and make sure that your father can't recognize you."
Battle with Beihan: ""
As soon as she heard this, she knew she hadn't made up her mind.
In the next two days, the two of them were busy.
Zhan Beihan needs to arrange various affairs in Beijing in advance to avoid making mistakes when he is away.
While discussing Beibei's condition with Yao Jinzhou, Xiao Lingyue tried to accompany two children as much as possible, and also took some time to prepare for going out.
In a blink of an eye, two days passed.
When it was just dawn, Ye Yi prepared the carriage, Zhan Beihan and Xiao Lingyue got on the carriage and left quietly.
The carriage left Beijing and arrived in front of an ordinary house on the outskirts of Beijing.
Ye Yi stayed at the door to watch.
Xiao Lingyue followed Zhan Beihan into the door and looked around. The decorations in the house were ordinary, looking like ordinary houses, with a shallow layer of gray on the tables and chairs.
"Go and change your clothes first." Zhan Beihan threw the bag in his hand to her.
Xiao Lingyue caught it and opened it and saw that it was a set of navy blue guard uniforms, with complete waist knife and chest armor.
She took the bag into the inner room and quickly dressed up.
When he walked out again, Zhan Beihan had already changed.
The same navy blue guard uniform was worn on the body, which made the man stand up straight, with a long knife around his waist, and the black iron armor extended from his chest to his shoulders, giving him a sense of cold nobility.
A person’s temperament cannot be covered by clothes.
Xiao Lingyue touched her chin, looked him up and down for a moment, and sighed: "I used to hear people say that wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince, but you don't look like a guard when you wear a guard uniform!
One take away.”
Zhan Beihan looked at her angrily: "Don't waste time, move quickly."
"Come and sit down." Xiao Lingyue called out, then opened the bag on the table.
A large number of bottles and jars were placed out, and there were brushes of different sizes, charcoal pens, glutinous rice paper and other things next to them.
Zhan Beihan lifted his robe and sat on a stool.
Xiao Lingyue stood in front of him, leaned over and lifted his chin, and carefully observed his facial features: "Your outline is too deep, and your facial features are not easy to adjust. I will change your skin color first, and then adjust it a little bit,
Don’t move when you look up.”
Zhan Beihan frowned and was about to speak.
Xiao Lingyue said again: "Don't have an expression on her face, and she can't frown."