Yan Bing and Lu Liang spent a lot of effort to comfort the two drunkards who had "slept to death".
The reason why it was so difficult was not because they were heavy. After all, with their little weight, Yan Bing could easily lift them with one hand.
The reason for the difficulty is because of these two drunkards, who drank like crazy...
As soon as I put it on the bed and turned around to go out, I saw my senior brother running out of the room dancing with joy, so I quickly pushed him back.
The same goes for the old man. As soon as he was covered with quilt, the old man turned over and got off the ground. He shouted: "There are still three bowls left!" while running into the yard. The two of them chased him again before carrying him back.
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In the end, I had no choice but to wrap the quilt around the two of them, wrap it up several times with a rope, and throw it on the bed...
As a result, when I turned around, I saw the old man and the senior brother, like "bamboo tubes" with legs, jumping in place on the bed, laughing at them while jumping, Yan Bing was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
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In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore. Yan Bing ignored the dissuasion and pushed Lu Liang away. He held the bowl and grabbed their necks. Each of them drank another bowl of high-alcohol wine. The two of them became completely quiet and fell asleep.
"Junior sister, you are a little too cruel..." Lu Liang looked at Yan Bing and complained.
"Senior Brother Fifteen, if you have a better idea, I'm all ears, but you can't do anything for a long time, right? Then I can only "fight fire with poison."" Yan Bing finished speaking angrily, turned around and left the room, heading straight to the hospital.
Door.
Lu Liang hurriedly chased after him and shouted: "Junior sister, why are you going!?"
Yan Bing didn't even look back, and shouted as he walked: "Master won't be able to wake up today anyway. I'm going to go talk to Sister Caiyi for a while. Brother Fifteen, you can go to the backyard and continue your work! I'll be back later."
Lu Liang looked back at his master and senior brother who were snoring loudly, and then at his junior sister who was about to walk out of the courtyard.
After being in a dilemma for a while, I thought that even if my master and senior brother were drunk, they should be able to protect themselves, so I chased after Yan Bing.
Li Bing, the reason why he went to find Caiyi was actually to provide him with the information he had obtained from his senior brother in the past two days...
Although Caiyi didn't ask Yan Bing to get involved in this matter before she left, she didn't refuse either.
Therefore, Yan Bing took it for granted that since he said what he said about collecting information, he must do it, otherwise he would be breaking his promise.
So, Yan Bing just hummed a little tune and walked towards the tailor shop where Caiyi was while shopping.
Lu Liang, on the other hand, was following secretly from the rafters not far away, not daring to let up for a moment.
How pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are...
Yan Bing didn't know that since the day she entered Feixiamen, she was no different from having three more "biological fathers".
In order to protect Yan Bing's personal safety, these three men were really worried.
They took turns to stand guard, take turns to keep an eye on them, and put all kinds of precautions in place, fearing that something might happen to this "treasure bump".
Even after living in the same courtyard, the three masters and apprentices did not dare to feel tired at all. They had to keep their minds open while sleeping, always listening to the movements around them. Whenever there was any disturbance, they would rush over to protect her as soon as possible.
But today, the situation is a bit special.
It was the first time for the old man and senior brother to come into contact with high-altitude wine. They had no experience. They drank white wine as rice wine and after a few bowls, they were completely "sinked".
The burden of protecting the personal safety of the junior sister falls entirely on the shoulders of Lu Liang, the only one who is awake.
Therefore, at this moment, Lu Liang was extremely nervous, fearing that something might happen to his junior sister, and that he would not be able to explain it to his master or senior brother. He kept his eyes fixed on the junior sister below, not letting go of any potential threats.
But there was a blind person who hit the muzzle of the gun.
A thief, the thief fell in love with Yan Bing who was shopping for various things along the way.
How could he have thought that he was just looking for an opportunity to secretly steal the money bag of the "little rich woman" in front of him, but the next moment, he was dragged into an alley by a dark figure and beaten... At this moment, he was regretting what he had done.
He knelt down and begged for mercy, swore and swore that he was just a thief..., but the other party refused to let him go. He insisted on saying that he was a disciple of the Roman sect and gave him such a good beating... and insisted on explaining himself clearly.
Where are the accomplices….
The thief at this moment is broken...
Lu Liang was also serious at this moment...
But while Lu Liang and the thief were still interrogating him, the real "crisis" was approaching Yan Bing.
On the street, a man's voice suddenly sounded from behind Yan Bing.
"Little girl in front of you, stand there!"
Yan Bing was stunned for a moment, then thought that with so many people on the street, they might not be calling him, so he continued walking forward without looking back.
"What about you! Yan Qihua! Are you still leaving!?"
Yan Bing was stunned again.
Um?
Do you still know my "small number"?
"Who!?" Yan Bing asked impatiently. Then he turned around and took a closer look. Oh my god! It's him! He turned around, lifted up his skirt, and ran away!!!
"You're still running!? Give me..., I'm back!" Then, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind, and I chased after him.
Although Yan Bing was born with supernatural powers and could run much faster than ordinary people, the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer. Listening to the sound, Yan Bing knew that he could not run away, so he simply stopped.
Come down, turn around, and prepare to salute.
But the other party directly stopped him and said: "No, I am here to visit my relatives today and I don't want to make any announcement." Then the man continued: "However, I can't see that your legs and feet are quite fast. Have you ever practiced martial arts?
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Yan Bing chuckled and pretended to be stupid: "No matter how fast the little girl runs, she can't outrun Qi... Mr. Qi..."
The man who called out to Yan Bing was none other than the second prince, His Highness Prince Qi, who was fighting with Yan Bing on the street that day.
"After all, I have the skills of the late "Ming Jin" stage. I can't outrun you, a yellow-haired girl. Isn't all my training in vain?
Speaking of which, I haven’t asked you yet, sir? Why did you run when you saw me? Can I eat you or something?” The second prince asked with a complaining look on his face as he flicked his folding fan.
Yan Bing hurriedly laughed with him, but he said with a hint of something in his words: "Aren't you afraid that Mr. Qi might drop some "baby" again? The little lady couldn't hold back for a moment and helped you pick it up. This hand, wouldn't it be picked up by you?"
Have you chopped it off..."
The second prince chuckled, glanced at Yan Bing, and said: "You little girl, you are quite vindictive. Didn't I tell you that day? I was just joking. You really thought I would kill you."
What are your hands like? Also, my surname is not Qi, my surname is Wang, and my courtesy name is Wenshuo. Remember, don’t call me by the wrong name again."
Hearing this, Yan Bing blinked and said innocently: "Master Wang, are you digging a hole for my daughter again? Even if you tell her your name, she won't dare to call her..."
"Then let's call you Prince, whatever you want," the second prince said with an indifferent expression, playing with the folding fan in his hand, "Since we parted that day, I have inquired about the Yan family and found out that there are no descendants of the Yan family.
There is no one named Yan Qihua, are you really a commoner's daughter? Or did you just randomly give me a false name to deceive me?"
Yan Bing thought for a while and asked: "Excuse me, Mr. Wang, I would like to know, what is the crime of deceiving the feudal prince in our court?"
The second prince smiled evilly and said lightly: "It's not a big crime, it's just fighting for fifty and traveling thousands of miles." Then he stared into Yan Bing's eyes unblinkingly and continued to ask: "How about this?
Young Master, give you a chance to repent and make a new start?"
"It's not necessary." Yan Bing said with a relaxed face: "The little girl is famous for her words. Bing means words that are true to her words. Bing is the word that summer insects cannot talk about. Bing's name is Qihua. There is no official title in the family. The son can
Do you have anything else to ask my daughter? If nothing happens, my daughter will leave..."
When the second prince heard this, he suddenly realized that the other party had never lied to him from beginning to end. It was because he didn't ask clearly, and he thought he was smart and went to Yan's house to ask for a long time.
Then he smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "On the surface, you are announcing your family status, but in fact, you are saying that I, "The heart of a villain can judge the belly of a gentleman," right?"
Although Yan Bing did express this meaning in words, this kind of thing, if it exists, it will happen, if it does not exist, it does not exist. The final interpretation is in my hands. Am I afraid of something?
Thinking of this, Yan Bing immediately pretended to be surprised and said: "It's unfair! I don't mean it... I don't know much about reading, and I don't know many allusions. If there is any misunderstanding, please let me know.
I'm sorry." After saying that, he pretended to be very frightened and bowed.
In my heart, I stuck out my tongue and said: Huh? You can't do anything with me, right? I'll make you angry! Just a little, a little, a little...
Just when he was feeling proud, he saw the second prince chuckle and said: "Whether you really think so or not, you didn't lie to me, but I wrongly blamed you. This is also a fact." After saying that, he bowed directly and said in a sincere tone.
: "I wrongly blamed the young lady before, but it was my fault. Here, I apologize to the young lady..."
Yan Bing, who was sticking out his tongue in his mind, was stunned at this moment...
The pretense of fear on his face turned into real fear...
Immediately, Yan Bing's brain began to work rapidly, guessing why various vassal kings would stoop down and give a commoner a reason to salute and apologize, and finally came to the conclusion: This kid can actually see that I have talents in the world!? He wants to win over me.
!? Boy, you have very vicious eyes...
But she didn't expect the most likely possibility:
