The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 529 Disguise
The chariots and horses galloped out of Jinshuimen. Tang Nineteen finally passed the last pass perfectly at the cost of blood.

Far away from Jinshuimen, she put away the exaggerated expression on her face, but the pain was real.

Knowing that it was safe, the queen mother hurriedly pushed away the splint, and sat down anxiously in front of Tang Nineteen: "What are you doing?"

As he said that, he took out his handkerchief and wanted to wipe Tang Jiujiu's blood, but he was used to being pampered and pampered, how could he really serve others.

Tang Nineteen took the handkerchief and took a breath: "Oh, it really hurts."

"With so much blood, it still hurts."

"Don't underestimate me, my ability to resist pain is not so strong, and there is nothing I can do just now."

The queen mother frowned at her, not knowing what to say.

Seeing Tang Nineteen lift up her calf and tidy up the wound, she felt pain and gasped, "Tang Nineteen, you are so stupid, wouldn't it be more to your liking if Ai's family can't get out of the palace?"

"Hehe." Tang Nineteen raised his head and grinned mischievously, "Didn't I just want to flatter you?"

It's all hurt like this for the old lady, so it doesn't hurt to make a few jokes.

The Empress Dowager was taken aback, a smile was barely visible at the corner of her mouth, but she quickly turned her serious face: "You said Aijia is a horse?"

"Do you have to understand it this way? I also said that Ayigul is a follower. Is it possible that I am still an ass?"

Tang Nineteen expressed helplessness.

"Speaking is neither big nor small, it is not proper."

Tang Nineteen bandaged the wound: "I've been injured for you, so don't criticize me. Next, how to enter Qi Palace is still a problem."

When mentioning King Qi, the Empress Dowager's brows became sad again.

"It's no wonder that the emperor is so cruel to Tianluo. In fact, this child Tianluo has really committed an unforgivable heinous crime this time. Now, even a mourner dares not go. Who would dare to talk to him at this time? As for the relationship, it is inappropriate for us to appear in such a grand manner."

The old lady understands people, but Tang Nineteen has another way, which is to feel wronged by her old man.

"Queen, do you really want to meet King Qi?"

"Naturally, otherwise, what is the Ai family going out of their way to do?"

"Then, wait."

Tang Nineteen opened the car window and looked out of the car.

"What are you looking at?"

"Wait." She looked intently at the side of the road for a long time, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "I found it, stop."

The carriages and horses stopped, she told the queen mother to wait for her in the carriage, and jumped out of the carriage.

The queen mother felt a slight pain in her heart when she saw her blood-stained skirt and the movement of landing.

"You slow down."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"This child." The Queen Mother sighed, watching Tang Nineteen walk towards a pair of women on the side of the road from afar, whispering to each other, and disappeared into the alley with those two.

After a long time, Tang Nineteen came back, shaking a bag of things in his hand.

After getting in the car, she shook off the burden: "Queen Mother, let's change."

Opening the package, there were two sets of clothes inside. They had a strange smell and were somewhat dirty. They were patched up and down.

"What is this?" The queen mother covered her mouth and nose in disgust.

"Camouflage, otherwise you won't be able to enter Qi Palace without arousing suspicion."

"Just this torn clothes?"

"What's more, your carriage and horses are too conspicuous, you have to find a place to hide them, we have to change one or two carriages, when you arrive at Prince Qi's Mansion, you just follow me, you can howl, and you don't need to do anything else, I will definitely take you in .”

The queen mother was dubious, Tang Nineteen had already taken off his clothes and put on this ragged clothes.

To Tang Shijiu, the clothes were a little short and tattered, and he looked like a refugee just by looking at him.

(End of this chapter)