He spoke for a while and then turned out of the tent. He found Mrs. Wang in the camp and asked her about her mother’s concubine kindly.
The result was very smooth. It was reported that Chu Zhi was not made by Princess Ning, and Princess Di did not have her own.
The most important thing is that Ning Wang listened to the words of the first wife of the disaster, but he still chose to follow the prince. This shows that the princess is most likely going against the court.
"Buddhist adult, how are you familiar with our important identity this time?"
Zhao Cuo has walked out of the white fog after returning to the tent. The little Buddhist is sitting in front of the console table with many pages in front of him, taking out the information of the Lins’ father and daughter from the envelope.
"I have already remembered it."
Chu Biezhi raised his little head and looked at the coming teenager indifferently.
"thank you"
Zhao Xie thanked her lightly, then sat down beside her with a smile and picked up the table with two portraits.
The first one is a burly middle-aged man, whose body is far from being good, but his magic is easy.
The other picture is a young woman with a tall and straight figure, who is really worthy of being the daughter of a martial arts family. The gourd is as rich and full as a great Buddhist.
"Buddhist adult, you can change back to what you look like when you grow up."
Zhao wrong pleasantly surprised to say
"I know"
The sound of Chu parting seems a little reluctant.
"Well …"
Although Zhao Xiaogong also feels that she has been wronged, it’s already done. Don’t choose to be like this.
"Let’s solve the easy problem first today. It will take several days to go to Yan State, and we can still run in."
So after a day, they determined their image after changing their appearance.
Early the next morning, Master Zhao Xiaogong took a carriage to Yan State.
Zhao’s wrong carriage ride is like letting Xiao Biezhi be called "Dad" naturally.
Chapter two hundred and fifty Princess, you don’t want the king to know that, do you?
"You look so ugly!"
Mature intellectual high cold female fast marching carriage rings.
"This is what Buddhist adults need to get used to now."
Bold and rough voice connection way
"You should also give your seat an adaptation process."
Chu Biezhi’s expression
She sat quietly and looked at the burly man across the street. The rough bronze face made her unconsciously wrinkle her eyebrows. This strangeness made her feel comfortable.
Yi Cheng, a middle-aged man with a full face of juryman, Zhao Cuo also looked at Chu Da Buddhist. At this time, she was not a cute girl but a big sister.
"It’s great that Lin Miaofeng’s posture is so similar to that of Master Chu."
Zhao cuo tried hard not to look at her differently.
When the junior master became bigger, his posture accurately poked his aesthetic point.
Whether it’s satin or Leng Yan’s noble face with a faint sense of righteousness and almond eyes, you can notice that the original plain has been towering like a cloud, and my grandfather has personally certified that she is slightly weaker than Feast.
"I wish she would go to Huaneng for less than ten years."
Chu Guo Shi’s lips are light and clear.
“？”
