Chapter 222 Don't be afraid of bad things, but afraid of bad people
Yan Bing rushed into the hospital with Wang Wenmiao on his back, walked directly to the doctor, and said politely to the middle-aged man who was seeing the doctor: "Excuse me, brother, I have an emergency..."
The middle-aged man glanced up casually, but with just this glance, he jumped up from his chair in an instant.
The two peerless beauties were looking at him pitifully. The male hormones rushed to his brain in an instant. He couldn't say anything. He just stood aside and kept gesticulating "please" to the chair, a pair of
His eyes glanced at Yan Bing for a while, then at Wang Wenmiao, with the word "intoxicated" written all over his face.
Yan Bing had long been accustomed to this kind of look. He thanked him carelessly and gently placed Wang Wenmiao on the chair.
But Wang Wenmiao was obviously not used to it. His face turned red and he turned his head to one side without saying a word.
Fortunately, the consulting doctor had seen the world. He took out a handkerchief from the drawer with a smile and put it on Wang Wenmiao's wrist. Then he raised his fingers and checked the pulse through the cloth.
After only a moment, the doctor put away his handkerchief with a smile and said softly: "The pulse is clear and strong, it's just some palpitations. It's nothing serious. If necessary, I can also prescribe some calming prescriptions..."
"The medicine is too bitter..." Wang Wenmiao hurriedly interrupted the doctor's words, expressed his opinion, and retracted his hand.
Yan Bing squinted at the newly invited "grandma", sighed, and confirmed the girl's condition with the doctor again and again. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, left the consultation fee, and helped Wang Wenmiao out of the hospital.
Museum.
"Why do you have palpitations and panic all the time? Have you ever had this disease before?" Yan Bing looked at Wang Wenmiao with a puzzled look on his face.
Wen Miao shook her head gently, thought for a moment, then blushed and lied: "Maybe I'm hungry..."
"Oh! That's right!" Yan Bing laughed. He just remembered that he had been hungry all the time. After all, this "family banquet" ended on an unhappy note.
"Let's go! I'll take you to eat something delicious first! You must have never eaten before!" Yan Bing casually grabbed Wang Wenmiao's wrist and walked forward.
Wen Miao was suddenly caught by this, and she blushed for a moment, but for some reason, the uneasiness and fear in her heart also disappeared. Instead, a solid sense of security arose in her heart, and she was reluctant to break away.
, lowered his head and let Yan Bing hold his arm, while he followed closely, fearing that the distance would be too big and the other party would let go.
But Yan Bing didn't think so much anymore. Now her mind was full of two words.
"steamed stuffed bun"
A delicacy she ate when she just traveled here!
It was also the most delicious bun she had ever eaten in her life!
There are no additives and no extra steps. It is just a filling made of the most common pork and the most common green onions. Except for a little salty taste, it is full of meat and green onions, pure and delicious.
"Here we are! This is it!" Yan Bing said as he subconsciously let go of Wang Wenmiao's hand, walked closer to the steamed bun stall, and shouted happily: "Madam boss! Here are two steamed buns! Pork and green onions!"
After paying the money, he took the steamed buns handed over by the landlady. When he turned around, he almost bumped into Wang Wenmiao, who was pressing against him.
"Why are you so close? Have you never seen it before?" Yan Bing smiled happily, handed Wang Wenmiao a bun, and said mysteriously: "Try it! You must have never eaten it!
Be careful!”
It's not unreasonable for Yan Bing to say this. After all, pasta is a coarse grain for the royal family. Except for dumplings on New Year's Eve and longevity noodles on birthdays, the staple food in the palace is basically all rice.
meal.
And this rice is not ordinary rice, it is "tribute rice" produced in Jiangxia or Heqiao. It is plump and covered with oil. Even if it is filled with the same rice, it will be several times heavier than ordinary rice.
catty.
Therefore, apart from being popular in the Song Dynasty, most of the royal families in other dynasties had never eaten folk delicacies like "baozi".
Wang Wenmiao took the pleasant-looking round food, looked at it, and took a bite.
Immediately the door to the "new world" opened, his eyes widened instantly, and he followed Yan Bing's example and started eating in big mouthfuls. He wiped out all the buns in his hands in just a few clicks, and then looked at Yan Bing, silent.
Silent.
Yan Bing understood immediately, smiled, turned around and bought two more. The two of them just stood on the roadside, hugging the hot buns, and their mouths were full of oil. Even Wen Miao, who had always been depressed, felt
The corners of his mouth also began to rise slightly, and his face was filled with a happy smile.
Yan Bing looked at Wen Miao enjoying the meal, smiled slightly, wiped his mouth, and said slowly: "You look so good when you smile, why do you have to keep a hard face all day long? What a waste of face."
After saying that, he turned around and shouted "Let's go!"
He took the lead and walked towards the east city gate. He didn't see Wang Wenmiao at this moment. His pretty face was already blushing with embarrassment, and his eyes were shining with a strange light.
When the two of them arrived at the inn, Yan Bing asked for a stage horse. He knew without asking that the girl didn't know how to ride. He stretched out his hand, picked her up and put her in front of the saddle. He also got on the horse, grabbed the reins tightly, and put her on the horse.
Wang Wenmiao held the horse tightly in front of him, making sure that there was no safety hazard. He clamped the horse's belly, raised his hand and whipped his horse, and rode back towards Tongshun City.
The cold wind of late winter was blowing hard, but it couldn't blow away the heat on Wang Wenmiao's face and the wild beating in his heart at this moment.
Different from Wang Wenmiao's little deer crashing into each other, at this moment Yan Bing only felt waves of anxiety...
What will I say when I go back!!!???
Hey! Madam! Look what I brought back! A maid!!!
I don’t know how to do anything like washing and cooking!!!
Frail, sickly, hypocritical, everything!!
The most amazing thing is!! She is still a princess!!!
Surprised or not!?? Unexpected or not!??
Yan Bing thought for a moment about the possible consequences he might face, and then began to smile bitterly.
How can you say this?!!!
Once people start thinking, time passes quickly. After a while, they have arrived at Tongshun City Gate.
He turned over and dismounted, stretched out his hand for support, and the two of them walked towards Duke Dingguo's mansion one after the other.
But Wang Wenmiao, who was behind him, was still tugging at the corner of his clothes all the way, which made Yan Bing, who was already flustered, even worse.
I had no choice but to turn around and whisper to her before entering the door: "After you go in! Don't get too close to me! There is a tigress in my house! And the kind that is pickled with vinegar! It can really kill people!! No joke!!"
But as soon as she finished saying this, she saw that the face of the girl opposite her was gradually turning pale, her eye circles were rapidly turning red, her thin lips were biting tightly, and it was clear that she was about to burst into tears.
"No!? Why are you crying!??" Yan Bingren was stunned. He wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how. The reason was completely unknown!??
Do you feel homesick so soon!??
Just when she was worried and in a hurry, Xue Kui's voice came from behind.
"You're back, why don't you enter the courtyard? What are you doing standing here?"
The expression on Yan Bing's face froze for an instant, and he slowly turned his head to look at Xue Kui...
Xue Kui also noticed the girl behind Yan Bing, her expression gradually became soothing, and she revealed a wicked smile.
She suddenly turned around and returned to the courtyard, and then there was a "bang" sound of the door being kicked.
"There's a fire in your backyard!! Go to the gate of the courtyard and have a look!!!" Xue Kui's loud shout in the courtyard was like a shovel, instantly lifting Yan Bing's heavenly spirit cover.
