Song Chumo gave him a meaningful look and said, "How is your relationship, you have a point in your heart, and you need me to say it?" ”

Fuying was even more confused: "What is my relationship with Fuhua??" ”

"......" Song Chumo felt that he was pretending not to understand, so he coughed and said, "Don't worry, my master is still quite open-minded and won't drive you away." After all, the top few of the strongest martial arts in the Yan Kingdom are all on my Mowang Mansion, and they drove me away thanks to that. ”

Under the man's meaningful eyes, Fuying heard him say this again, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he realized what he meant by this.

Fuying explained with an embarrassed face: "Lord Wang, you misunderstood, I, Fuhua, am a brother." ”

Song Chumo didn't reply, he raised his hand and waved at Fuying: "Go down and rest, remember to pack some clothes and dry food." When I left, I took the ink spirit of the ancestral hall with me. ”

Mo Ling is a sword, Song Chumo's leg was not abolished, it was the sword used, since his leg was abolished, the sword was put into the ancestral hall by him, and he had not taken it out for many years.

Now that he heard Song Chumo say that he wanted to bring the sword, Fu Ying was stunned for a moment, and then his cold and unsuperfluous face showed a trace of excitement: "The prince's legs are ......"

"The same old way." Song Chumo interrupted him, "Take self-defense." How to say that it is also a sword that has followed this king for many years, and you know how powerful it is to kill the enemy on the battlefield back then, and you know how powerful it is, staying in the house, this king is afraid that people with a heart will know that this king is not in the house, and he will come in and steal it. ”

What he said was not false, and Fuying did not doubt it.

"No! The prince has nothing else to do, and his subordinates retired first! Fuying hugged his fist at the man again and turned to leave.

After Song Chumo left Fuying, he went to the courtyard where Zilu lived and told Zilu about his going to Junan County.

Zilu asked calmly, "Is the prince planning to take me along?" ”

"Nope." Song Chumo shook his head, "You set off again the morning after tomorrow, wait for me to go over and take care of it, and then find the right identity for you to go over, so as not to arouse the suspicion of others." ”

"And your outfit, change it then. There are portraits of the divine doctor Zilu circulating on the rivers and lakes, and they all know that you have been bought into the Mowang Mansion by me at a high price. For so many years, except for the medical hall in the capital, you have never been outside, if people see your appearance in Junan County, it will definitely arouse suspicion and startle the snake. ”

The corners of Zilu's mouth twitched: "Is the prince planning to let me dress like an old uncle?" Sticking a mustache?? ”

Song Chumo shook his head, Zilu won the title of divine doctor at a young age, and his strength should not be underestimated, but he is also really tender, a person of twenty-seven or eight, who looks like a person in his early twenties.

Song Chumo stared at him for a while, and suddenly said to him with a serious expression and tone: "Actually, it's not bad for you to wear women's clothes." ”

Zilu's eyes widened, he was choked by his own saliva, his fair face suddenly became extremely red, he covered his mouth and coughed, and his reaction was very intense: "Lord Wang, are you joking!" Let me wear women's clothes?? ”

Song Chumo nodded, he pointed at Zilu and said, "You are quite a little woman now." ”

The gesture of covering the mouth and coughing, and ...... Zilu is very white, her face is delicate, not as rigid as other men, and her Adam's apple is not very obvious.