He knew the carriages and horses in front of him. Isn’t it just the father and son of Tian Jun who An Yi asked about it several times? Is she really because of the fact that she was so close to her when she was a child? Xie Mantang’s brows were a little tighter, and she said majesticly: “The capital is not as small as Changli, where there is a hiding dragon and burly tiger, and dragon and snake are mixed. Don’t come out and wander around when you have nothing to do. Every girl’s family doesn’t go to bed early in the morning, so why are they coming out and shaking in the dark? I don’t know when they are kidnapped and killed.”

Although his attitude was bad and his words were ugly, he was full of kindness. Xie Yaoren was not so annoying at all times. The fake smile on An Yi's face faded a little, and she lowered her eyes and nodded slightly.

Xie Mantang was not satisfied with her perfunctory behavior and shouted coldly with a stern face: "Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

An Yi had no choice but to respond helplessly: "I heard it."

Xie Mantang then relaxed a little: "Did you remember everything?"

"Remember." An Yi was rarely obedient and docile. She only hoped that the Buddha would leave quickly so that she could continue to act. She also wanted to visit the old people one by one. It was not enough to just rely on the walls of yesterday to watch.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yaoren was in high spirits when he was about to meddle in other people's business. He pointed to the guard behind him and said, "Send Miss An back." After saying that, he stared fiercely at An Yi who wanted to refuse, and said coldly: "You were brought out by me. It doesn't matter if you die, but I can't afford to lose this face!"

An Yi turned her horse's head in a suffocation and was about to leave. Then she heard Xie Mantang say in a deep voice behind her: "Prepare well, I'll pick you up at noon tomorrow. Don't let my face down!"

"Yes." An Yi liked this news and finally saw the noble man who could make Xie Yaoren despise and bring her here without hesitation. She looked at Xie Mantang tentatively and whispered: "I wonder what kind of personality and love of this old friend of mine?"

Xie Mantang said lightly: "You will know when you see it." He actually refused to reveal his verbal expression.

An Yi had to actively use her brain and pass through all the people she could think of, but she always felt it was unpredictable. The only thing that is certain is that this person must be expensive and heavy.

The guard who Xie Yaoren arranged for escort An Yi was named Zhao Chun. He was a rigid and incompatible person. No matter how An Yi threatened and tempted him along the way, he always believed in one truth--She Mantang arranged for him to escort An Yi home, he must send the person and watch her enter the door with his own eyes. In addition, it was all over the clouds.

An Yi had no choice but to go home obediently. At this time, the old lady An had already gotten up and was just missing her early in the morning. The people who were serving her were angry that she could not tell where she went. When she saw her coming back, she smiled at Zhao Chun with a pleat on her face and praised Xie Mantang in various ways. When Zhao Chun left, she turned against her and asked for family rules: "Don't think that your parents are not here, and I can't do anything to you. Go to Haosheng to inquire, who dares to ride a horse out for a walk in the dark? Do you think you didn't die fast enough?"

An Yi did not confront Mrs. An as she used to face the tit-for-tat, but sat quietly on the chair and listened to her scolding, allowing her thoughts to fly far away.

Old Mrs. An was dry and saw that An Yi was still in the same way. She waved her hand in a disgusting way and said weakly: "Go down." It was raining and her mother was going to get married. This granddaughter was too big and she couldn't control it. Forget it, there was no such good thing in the world. All good things are taken by them. As long as An Yi doesn't do too outrageous things, she doesn't have any fantasies about anything else that can stay at home and marry a good husband.

Next, An Yi did not go out again. Instead, she listened to Xie Mantang's words and prepared for the next day's diagnosis and treatment work at home. Revenge is certainly a major event, and it is also the main factor for her choice to study medicine and practice medicine at the beginning, but this consultation is the most important thing at present. This is related to whether she can gain a foothold in the capital and gain a reputation. As long as she has a reputation, why worry about not being able to get close to those people?

The next day, the snow stopped and the sky was clear. An Yi had already taken a shower and cleaned up. She wore clothes with gentle colors and steady styles. She did not eat food with odor, drank less water, and repeatedly checked the golden needle pills and other items she was going to bring over and over again. Old Mrs. An and Mrs. Lan were a little nervous, and she only hated that she could not help An Yi.

Before noon, the guard named Zhao Chun brought the carriage to pick up the people. An Yi hurriedly took Lady Lan into the carriage. Along the way, she felt that the carriage was walking very fast. When she wanted to lift the curtain to look out the terrain, Zhao Chun quickly held the curtain outside and said in a deep voice: "It's cool and cold, please take care of your health."

In fact, she just tactfully prevented her from lifting the curtain, neither letting her see the outside nor what she meant. Lan Sao was a little nervous, An Yi patted her arm and whispered: "No hurry, it's okay." There is always a kind of person who doesn't want others to know that he is sick, so if you invite someone to see a doctor, the more mysterious it is, the better.

After walking forward for nearly half an hour, she finally stopped. Just as Mrs. Lan was about to open the curtain and get out of the car, the curtain was pulled open from outside. Then an old man in a green robe with a beardless face, and was as fat as white as a steamed bun, leaned in with a smile, looked at the master and servant in a gentle manner, and asked in a long voice: "Ms. An?"

This voice is very different from ordinary people, sharp and loud. Lan Sao didn't understand, but An Yi's heart was striking - this was an intern, and she was looking forward to the next meeting. An Yi burst into a smile that was ten times more gentle than the old man's smile, and bowed politely, saying, "I am An Yi. I don't know what the boss calls me?"

The old man looked at her quickly and pickyly. His smile was finally not as exaggerated as before, and his speech speed was a little bit normal: "I don't dare to act like this, please."

An Yi avoided the hand that the white flour buns were handed over to her attentively and got out of the car calmly and gracefully with the hand of Lan Sao, and calmly glanced at the surrounding environment. At this moment, they were staying in front of a hanging flower door carved with the wealth of begonia. Five or six neat and simple-dressed women stood in front of the door, all of whom were half-hugging and regular and quiet, and no one looked at her more. Zhao Chun, who had picked her up before, was gone.

Seeing An Yi looking at the surrounding environment, Baimian Mantou said kindly: "Miss An thinks what is this yard?"

An Yi smiled shyly: "It's great. I dare to ask my father-in-law, where should the little woman go next?"

The white-fed steamed bun clapped his hands gently, and a fair-skinned woman in a light green jacket and dress stepped forward steadily to An Yi and said softly: "Please come with me, Miss."

An Yi politely bowed to Baimianbu, turned around and followed the woman forward. When Mrs. Lan picked up the medicine box and wanted to follow her, she was stopped peacefully and said, "I guess my sister-in-law must be very tired. How about going with me to roast the fire and drink tea?"
Chapter completed!