Du Heng gently patted Liao Hongxun's shoulder to show comfort. This action was extraordinarily natural, and Miss Liao's reaction was also extraordinarily natural, and she did not feel abrupt and uncomfortable.

The little prince watched from the side, although he had relatives, but he was not as sad as Liao Hongxun. He grew up in a small town, and he didn't meet a few Liao family members, and he didn't know his grandfather's family.

If you don't know it, you don't have feelings.

Yan Saburo was studying the expression on his face, and the little prince's eyes turned to meet him.

The two teenagers looked at each other with inquiring eyes, but Yan Saburo retracted, while the little prince revealed his curiosity.

"Alright, let's get down to business. He Xiaoyuan was a little impatient, "Time is pressing, let's leave as soon as possible!"

Xie Rin shook his head: "The trouble is here, there is not only one portrait posted in the town, I walked from the head of the town to the end of the town, and at least four or five copies were posted." Each portrait is exactly the same, as if carved out of the same template. ”

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

Han Zhao said in a deep voice: "King Wei ordered people to paint portraits, and also used the Rubbing Technique. ”

Yan Saburo knows about "topography". There is no record in the ancient books, because this is a magical power that has only appeared in the past 20 years, and the content of calligraphy and painting can be reproduced on paper. Many strangers have never heard of it, but Lian Rongsheng is in and out of Yagui, and his knowledge is much stronger than ordinary people, and he can always get first-hand this kind of cutting-edge information.

Han Zhao introduced the "Rubbing Technique" in a few words, and then said: "There are a lot of materials for performing the Rubbing Technique, and it takes a lot of time to prepare. Therefore, after the Liao family rebelled, King Wei did not post the portrait of the fugitive for the first time, it was too late, "We are unlucky, and we have not rushed out of the Shengyi territory until now." Even Dunping Town has also posted portraits, so if you want to come and go, the checkpoints along the way will be strictly investigated according to the map. ”

Liao Hongxun was overjoyed when she heard this, and subconsciously grabbed the little prince's shoulder: "Then, what should I do?"

The shoulder was pinched, and the little prince frowned, but he didn't say anything.

This scene is still in the eyes of Yan Saburo.

Han Zhao didn't answer, obviously thinking about it. He Xiaoyuan stared at the little prince vigorously, until he lowered his head in embarrassment, and she suddenly smiled.

Han Zhao didn't look at her squarely, but the corners of her mouth curled, and he immediately turned his head: "What?"

Thinking of what he just said about "a family of three", He Xiaoyuan still didn't dare to look at him, and only then did he feel more comfortable when his eyes moved to Yan Sanlang's face: "I have an idea." ”

Say. "His little sister is the most eccentric.

He Xiaoyuan asked Xie Rin instead: "The portrait is a boy, right?"

"Ah, yes. Xie Rin recalled, "The hairstyle and uniform are all boys. ”

"Isn't that easy?" He Xiaoyuan pointed to the little prince, "Let's dress him up as a little girl." ”

Everyone was stunned, the little prince's face was swollen red, and he almost jumped up and refused: "I don't!"

"Why not?" He Xiaoyuan smiled, the more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt, "The officers and soldiers all know that they are going to stop a boy, and if you pretend to be a girl, you are very likely to get through the trick." ”

"I ......" the little prince was frightened and muttered for a long time, "a dignified man pretends to be a woman, too, too ......!"

It's embarrassing!

He Xiaoyuan sneered and laughed: "Boy, you are not yet." ”

Just a small man with small arms and legs, can he be called a man?

He Xiaoyuan stroked his chin and looked at him: "I see that you are beautiful, and most of you will not arouse suspicion if you pretend to be a woman." ”

The little prince refused, but he couldn't hear the reaction of the others, and when he looked around, he saw that everyone was thoughtful. He had a bad heart, and grabbed Liao Honghyun's hand: "That...... Auntie, I don't want to pretend to be a girl!"

The first note is a bit strangely pronounced.

Liao Hongxun sighed, stroked his hair and said, "Good boy, I have wronged you." But...... Just for a few days. Although she loved him, she knew that He Xiaokite's proposal was actually feasible.

Even she said so, and the little prince was desperate.

In the end, it was Han Zhao who made a decision: "Just do it." Xie Rin, go find two sets of women's clothes...... According to His Royal Highness's figure, Miss Liao, you will dress him up. Hurry up, we only have half an hour. ”

After dawn, the group divided into three groups and set out on the road, and after three hours, they successfully passed the first level.

There is obviously a portrait of the little prince on the wall, but he himself has changed into a little girl with phoenix eyes and red lips and a double bun, Xie Rin also found him a set of pink dresses, and two pink and white silk flowers on his head, with bright eyes, like a budding little peach blossom, which is even better than a real female doll.

Don't say that others can't help laughing, even Liao Hongxun himself sighed: "It's so beautiful!"

The little prince's eyes were full of grievances.

However, He Xiaoyuan's method was really good, although there was a strict investigation everywhere, everyone went south smoothly, and soon left the Shengyi territory.

Resisting incompetence, the little prince slowly accepted the reality, but he grabbed Han Zhao and asked: "No one can mention this matter in the future." ”

Originally, this was also a matter of urgency, and once it was passed out, the reputation of the king in the future would not be good. Han Zhao promised: "Okay, no one will mention it again." ”

He said it categorically, and the little prince's self-esteem was slightly compensated.

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The maple leaves of Fenglai Mountain unconsciously red half the sky.

When the first snow of the year fell on the Baisha River, Mao Dingsheng, the generalissimo of the Brown Army, was sitting in the post station by the river, looking out the window at the snow scene, and-

and the official road where the snow falls.

The post station was originally set up by the official family, but after Fenglai Mountain was occupied by the Brown Army as a stronghold, the post stations along the way also became owned by the Brown Army.

The official road became deserted, and there were not many tourists throughout the day.

Now, it's also empty, with no people.

The empty mountains and new snow are bleak and clear.

There was a jar of good wine on the table, unopened.

The post station has been unattended for a long time, leaking everywhere, and now there are only three people inside.

He Xiaoyuan, who was sitting on the side, saw that Mao Dingsheng was angry, and asked him kindly, "Shall I make you a pot of hot tea?"

Mao Dingsheng hurriedly said: "No, you don't have to. The tea made by the "kite girl" herself, which one is blessed?

Behind him stood a guard, with his waist straight, unmoving.

"Will he really come?"

Mao Dingsheng regretted this sentence after asking, he shouldn't be so breathless.

"Yes. He Xiaoyuan is light and light on the surface, but he is secretly slandering himself.

Does that guy know how to write the word "punctual"?

When she scolded the most fiercely, two shadows seemed to emerge faintly in the wind and snow.

He Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's here." ”

Sure enough, two big horses ran on the official road, and one person sat on each immediately.

Han Zhao and Yan Saburo.

The two horsemen came near, and the knight jumped down and tied his mount to the bolted post.

The two of them tied themselves to each other, and then walked into the post station together.

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