There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 705 Catch a turtle in the urn and throw yourself into the trap (2)
"What kind of medicine did you give me?" She glared fiercely at Feng Ling, wishing she could tear him into two pieces. She almost didn't dare to look in the mirror because of her inhuman and ghostly appearance.

"Don't worry, it won't cause any harm to you. The medicine will disappear automatically after two days." Feng Ling raised the corner of her mouth, pinched her chin, and smiled leisurely, "The most beautiful woman in the world will become the number one in the world." Ugly girl, this change is really big."

Yang Churuo slapped his hand away with great effort, obviously with a lot of strength, but the force of the slap seemed to be stroking Feng Ling's hand, his body was so weak that he could hardly sit still, and had to lean on the table to do so.

Looking up with difficulty, Yang Churuo secretly gritted his teeth when he saw the smiling maid approaching with an old-fashioned coarse cloth in both hands.

She knew that the men who could serve Feng Ling were definitely not ordinary people, and she guessed it right. It seemed that she was proficient in the art of disguise.

Such a superb disguise technique, even she doesn't believe it. How could Chu Yuchen recognize her, and how could his servants recognize her? Could it be that she really wants to follow Fengling to the East City? ?Does Feng Ling want to pass through Dongcheng and return to Feng Country?
"Girl, I will help you change your clothes now." The maid said sweetly, regardless of whether Yang Churuo agreed or disagreed, she helped the weak Yang Churuo and began to change her clothes. What's more, Feng Ling had no intention of going out at all. She even looked at her clothes with a natural familiarity as they were taken off one after another, revealing a large area of ​​pink, tender and fair skin.

Yang Churuo feebly pushed the maid away, took the clothes with difficulty to cover his leaking skin, and shouted weakly at Feng Ling, "Get out."

Feng Ling beckoned, and the maid knew it, took the screen and blocked it from the middle, so that no one could see anyone.Another wave, and immediately someone came over with another coarse linen dress, and respectfully helped Feng Ling change into it.

Yang Churuo was weak, so she could only let Xiangxue change her clothes, with the screen blocking her, the anger in her heart subsided a lot.

After the clothes were changed, Yang Churuo looked like a full-fledged old man, and it was impossible to tell that she was a young girl in her prime.

His face was full of wrinkles, pus and ulcers, his skin was sagging, his whole body was weak, and he was sickly. Especially when he put on this old clothes, it perfectly set off the feeling of being old and sick.

As soon as the screen was opened, Yang Churuo was startled again because she saw a strange and simple old man.

The old man looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing coarse linen clothes with two breasts. There were only a few patches on the clothes, and the clothes were washed white. He had a kind face and an honest appearance. At first glance, he was an honest man. people.

But Yang Churuo knew he was not.

Because the indifference in his eyes and the aura of contemptuousness in the world cannot be concealed no matter how he tries to hide it, it is a kind of innate nobleness, not to mention that at this time, he did not deliberately hide his identity. From time to time, the brilliance of Li is revealed, and all the servants are even more respectful to him.

It was Feng Ling... He actually changed his appearance, and he changed his appearance so well... It seems that Jiang hadn't been present in person, otherwise, no one would have been able to recognize her.

This is already the border of Chu State, and after a few more cities, you will really be out of Chu State.

Not long after, Yang Churuo was sent to an ordinary carriage. The carriage was not very good and it was old.It is not so much a carriage as an ox cart, because it is a carriage drawn by an ox.

The driver was A Ruo, but at this time, A Ruo also changed his appearance. He was an honest and honest rural commoner, driving the ox cart with fear and anxiety.

(End of this chapter)