Murong Qingyun might not have taken it to heart, but Murong Yan was different. No matter where she went, she was always keeping an eye on everything. She would pay close attention to the people and things that often appeared around her.
So at this moment, she can do things very easily.
Although she felt nauseous to the point of retching, and although she had never felt so aggrieved in her entire life, this was nothing to her who had experienced all kinds of hardships.
With a wave of his hand and a drop of the knife, the old man who was scooping manure died without any struggle.
After Murong Yan carefully disguised himself as an old man, he pushed the disgusting manure cart towards the north city gate without stopping.
After a lot of trouble, Murong Yan was shocked to find that her body was getting more and more smelly. Seeing that the city gate was approaching, in order to prevent someone from smelling the odor on her body, she had to make up her mind and scooped a spoonful of feces and poured it on herself.
"Baili Xiao, just wait for me. One day, I will get back at you a hundredfold, a thousandfold, for the humiliation you brought upon me today!"
Murong Yan gritted her teeth, hunched her back, and walked up pushing the cart with a figure almost identical to that of the old man carrying manure.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, to prevent those with ulterior motives from entering the capital and causing unrest, and also for the safety of the people in the capital, strict inspections were implemented at the city gates. Passports were required for both entering and leaving the city.
"Old Man Chen, you smell really bad today!"
Murong Yan joined the procession of people leaving the city, causing a commotion. Everyone covered their noses and yelled, "It stinks!", looking at Murong Yan with disgusted expressions.
"Old Man Chen, why do you stink so badly today?!" A soldier guarding the city came up to Murong Yan, holding his nose. He took one look at the feces, then at Murong Yan again, his lips twitching as he asked, "What happened to you? Did you fall in the toilet?"
After saying that, the other soldiers guarding the city burst into laughter.
Murong Yan had never heard this old man Chen speak, so she didn't dare to speak casually. She could only lower her head tremblingly, looking honest.
"Don't make fun of Old Man Chen. It's not easy for him at his age. If he wasn't taking care of his sick wife and mentally retarded child at home, he wouldn't be doing this at such an old age. Do you have any sympathy at all?"
A captain guarding the city heard the soldiers' laughter and came out. He came to Murong Yan, frowned, and looked at Old Man Chen who was covered in feces. He felt a little sorry for him.
"Dad, did you fall down today?" After saying that, he took his father's hand without saying anything and without being bothered by the dirt.
This time, Murong Yan's disguise can be said to be meticulous. Not only does her face look the same as Old Man Chen, but even the visible skin on her body has been changed.
So when the captain took her hand, the first thing that caught his eye was a clear abrasion.
"Dad, are you really injured?" The soldier who was making fun of Old Man Chen just now felt very regretful after seeing the bruises and blood stains on "Old Man Chen's" hands.
Murong Yan struggled to pry her hand away from the captain's hand, trying to leave quickly, but the captain refused to let her go.
"Dad, I have some old clothes. If you don't mind, you can wear them. You're covered in shit and injured, so it's easy to get infected."
Murong Yan was extremely depressed, but on the surface she could only shake her head in a simple and honest manner.
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