The four of them chose a secluded alley, turned around, and shook off the people who followed and watched the excitement.

He also ordered Mu to bring a few sets of clothes and change the outfits on his body.

Sun Wunian straightened the crown of his hair and smiled at Zhao Xiangling: "How did you think of it?" How bad is this cusp? ”

Zhao Xiangling tied his hair into a male hairstyle, bit the head rope and smiled: "Why is it bad?" No one would recognize me anyway. ”

If Li Ruiqing hadn't revealed her identity, where would she have been exposed?

Even those pedantic officials who saw her probably wouldn't recognize her in regular clothes.

"Yes, no one knows you." Li Ruiqing didn't have a good airway.

No one knew her, but that didn't stop her from getting into trouble.

In the prison cells in the capital, she has been arrested twice.

Zhao Xiangling smiled and did not continue the topic: "We are not going to find evidence of Chen Beijue, have you thought of a countermeasure?" ”

At the mention of Chen Beijue, Chen Zihan's face sank.

She whispered, "He will probably splash dirty water on the Chen family." ”

What Chen Beijue wants to do most is to destroy the Chen family.

"That's right." Zhao Xiangling put his arm around her shoulder, "So Zihan, if you want to take revenge, you have to let the Chen family become himself." ”

"It's the right choice to let him splash all his dirty water on himself."

"I understand." Chen Zihan nodded. That being said, how difficult is it to make it?

If it was really that simple, then how could she be so anxious.

"Zihan, let me tell you what you should do." Zhao Xiangling laughed and snapped his fingers not far away.

Someone walked out, lay down on the ground, and cried: "God's adopted son, God's Da Chen." ”

Chen Zihan didn't look back for a while, staring at the lively people not far away in a daze, and the number of people gradually increased, not knowing which one Zhao Xiangling was playing.

The man lying on the ground was so full that he could not see what he really looked like, only his screams like killing pigs.

His crying voice was clear, but because there were so many people watching the excitement, the voice was noisy, almost overshadowing his voice.

Therefore, the meaning of his words can only be heard from a few words.

It probably means that he turned out a doll from the garbage heap and raised it for twenty-seven years, raising it so that his six relatives did not recognize it, and he raised it to take revenge.

He seized several acres of land from his house and drowned his own son in a well.

After saying that, he cried again, crying so much that his liver and intestines were broken, crying so darkly, and then he said it again.

The people who watched the excitement also shed a few tears, perhaps sympathy, or perhaps the occasion.

Only Chen Zihan suddenly felt infinite sadness in his heart. These words of this man reminded her of other things.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Xiangling knew what she was thinking, "I didn't notice this. ”

She only thought that she could turn the finger at Chen Beijue, but she forgot to take care of Chen Zihan's heart as a victim.

"It's okay." Chen Zihan raised his head, "Your Majesty, if you want to get something, you must let it go." If you don't, how can you make him sad? ”

Turning his head, Chen Zihan's slightly tired face was so pale that it was distressing. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to blame yourself all the time. ”

When Zhao Xiangling heard this, he was stunned for a moment, remembering the sentence 'I hate you' that Chen Zihan said in his mouth a few days ago.

There seemed to be something quietly closing in his heart, Zhao Xiangling smiled lightly, took her hand, and gently stroked the back of her hand: "If you have any difficulties, just tell me." ”

Chen Zihan holds an important position as a woman, there must be a lot of people who embarrass her, and there are probably many people who make things difficult for her.

Chen Zihan whispered: "Your Majesty ......"

Tears were about to fall in her eyes.

My brother died, and my father was seriously ill. Originally, the shoulders of the beautiful girl in the capital suddenly had a heavy burden, almost overwhelming her.

Some people said that she should not hold this position, and Chen Zihan smiled.

Some people say that she misbehaves and has a chaotic style, Chen Zihan just listens to it.

Some people say that she relied on the emperor's favor to do nonsense and lead the southern kingdom astray, but she was just a little uncomfortable in her heart and closed her eyes and ignored it.

But Zhao Xiangling said that he had a problem to talk to her......

All the grievances are like an outlet, pouring out of their eyes.

Hot tears hit Zhao Xiangling's arm, ironing her heart.

Zhao Xiangling said: "Zihan, Chen Beici is gone, you still have me, there are Wu Nian, there is Ruiqing, all of us will support you, you will never be alone." ”

Chen Zihan cried.

She said, "Why do you always say these unpleasant words, and make me cry every time." ”

Zhao Xiangling smiled: "It's you who are too delicate." The four girls of the Chen family? Wipe your tears? ”

Chen Zihan took out the handkerchief and wiped it on his eyes: "That's it, then I won't care about your faults and forgive you." ”

Zhao Xiangling smiled, turned his head to Sun Wunian and said, "Look, forgive me for what I said, should she be beaten?" ”

Sun Wunian just lowered his head, laughed twice, and did not answer.

With Zhao Xiangling stirring like this, Chen Zihan's mood has improved.

After all, she had more important things to do.

Immersed in grief can only make the enemy happy and the loved one painful.

Zhao Xiangling's arrangement of this play soon began to be staged in various places.

Even at the gate of Chen's mansion, this scene appeared.

A gray-robed man fell at Chen Beijue's feet, and when he hugged his feet and began to cry, Chen Beijue's face suddenly darkened.

He looked cold, staring at the man holding his thigh, almost not letting people throw him out.

The gray-robed man mourned: "Da Chen, you son of a dog with no conscience. ”

Chen Beijue's complexion almost sank directly.

The guards behind him wanted to step forward and drag the gray-robed man away, but he didn't expect the gray-robed man to move at all, obviously with extremely high kung fu.

If someone in the palace saw it, they would definitely be able to recognize it, this person with a dirty face and a mess was none other than Zhao Xiangling's henchman, Shui San.

At this moment, he had gray-white hair sticking to the top of his head, covered with a gray robe, and his face was covered with something that resembled mud but did not look like mud, squeezing his flesh out of the folds, and he looked very old from a distance.

But from Chen Beijue's point of view, it is extremely disgusting.

Because he could clearly see that the mud on his face was still falling down when Mizuzo was talking and moving his upper and lower jaws.

Shui San pretended to cry: "Da Chen, you return my son's life!" A good life, how can good people live short, and bad people will be passed down through the ages? ”

There were more and more onlookers, and Chen Beijue's face was no longer tight.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Yo, isn't this the eldest young master of the Chen family?" How to be here. ”

The word 'big' was said very hard, lest everyone not hear it clearly.

Shui San also shouted in time: "Da Chen, you conscienceless dog!" ”

"Get out!" Chen Beijue has endured to the limit. He lifted his foot and kicked it towards Mizuzo's heart.