"Why am I asleep...? You didn't wake me up?" Yan Bing quickly got up and began to search for his belt and colored skirt.
Wen Miao slowly turned over, wrapped in a brocade quilt and looked at Yan Bing shyly, and said softly: "Didn't this mean you are too tired recently... Although the war is imminent, you can't be busy day and night..."
"Not busy? If you don't busy, you'll die. 230,000! Your father gave me this problem!" Yan Bing complained, tidied up his skirt, then turned his head to look at Wen Miao, and whispered: "You should wear it quickly, I'll go to the handsome account to wait for you first."
After saying that, Yan Bing strode back to the handsome tent, lifted the curtain, and saw Luo Qing, who was angry, sitting on the chair, angry, and Wang Wensheng, who was standing next to him with a low eyebrows and slutty eyes, was scolded a lot at first glance.
Yan Bing felt the strange atmosphere in the handsome tent, smiled awkwardly, and stepped forward and explained: "Sorry, senior sister, military affairs are busy, military affairs are busy... haha."
Luo Qing slowly looked up and glanced at Yan Bing who was standing at the door of the tent, then turned his head, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to it, and said "yes".
Wen Sheng, who was standing beside him, secretly looked at Luo Qing, and was sure that the other party was not looking at him, so he quickly replied with an apology smile to his master.
Yan Bing smiled, not angry. After all, he was indeed "busy" and forgot the time. He made people wait here for a long time. It was probably the other party's patience was almost worn out, so he omitted the greetings and said straight to the point: "I called my senior sister today, mainly because I wanted to tell her a happy event."
"Yes." Luo Qing replied ignorantly.
"This matter is mainly about the princess's throne..." Yan Bing said, while secretly observing Luo Qing's expression changes. The result was... there was no change. He felt a little bored in an instant, so he continued to say in a deep voice: "I have submitted the report to Your Majesty. I believe there will be a result soon... Oh, yes, Wen Sheng seems to have also compiled a letter, so this matter is probably stable."
"You called me here for this?" Luo Qing turned his head and looked at Yan Bing, then sneered, stood up and said, "It seems like I'm so rare," after saying that, he turned around and walked out of the tent...
Wensheng hurriedly grabbed her, and Luo Qing turned his head and glared at Wensheng. Wensheng lowered his head in panic, but his hands were still not relaxed...
After a stalemate for a while, Luo Qing finally sighed, sat back on the chair, and said loudly: "I don't care if the princess is not a princess. Anyway, I have a poor life. I have either slept in the dilapidated temple or the horse shed since I was a child. I have been used to it..." Halfway through speaking, he turned his head to look at Wen Sheng, and then his tone eased a little, and he said softly: "As long as we don't take apart, it's easy to say anything."
Yan Bing was waiting for this sentence! Then he smiled and said loudly: "Of course, it can't be taken apart! It's just... I have to work hard for my senior sister to learn some etiquette in the palace first, so that when I meet my parents-in-law, I can deal with it a little and not be rude."
"The etiquette in the palace?" Luo Qing turned his head and looked at Yan Bing, his eyebrows frowned, and he said in a deep voice: "I still have to practice martial arts! I don't have time to learn those things."
"Practicing martial arts... It's not delayed in the early morning and evening. It's just that in the afternoon, it's enough to take a little time out. After all, it's still a few months to go back to Beijing." Yan Bing said as he walked closer, moved a chair, sat down with his skirt, and looked at Luo Qing and said in a low voice: "And, what you teach you is not an outsider..."
"It doesn't matter, everyone is the same. If you don't want to learn, you don't want to learn. At worst, I won't be the princess anymore. We wander around the world, and it's good to be a chivalrous!" After Luo Qing finished speaking, he got up and pulled Wensheng away, but at this time, Yan Bing didn't stop him, just said lightly.
"Wandering around the world... Haha, so, is the senior sister planning not even her master or her sect planning to ask for it?"
"Who! Who said it!" Luo Qing was directly stuck in his heart by this sentence, his face turned red in an instant, and he stood there.
Yan Bing smiled. In her opinion, this age child is a typical childish and rebellious period, and must hit the key points directly to the most effective. So he continued: "Look, Wen Sheng is a prince after all. If you don't become this princess, the emperor will definitely have no objection, but if you want to elope with your son, this is your fault.
In order to preserve the reputation of Feixia Sect, you will definitely not be able to take in you, nor will you hand over you. Therefore, the final outcome is that you cannot go back to your home, and he cannot go back to your home. In the final analysis, is it just because you don’t want to learn this kind of etiquette in the palace?”
After saying this, looking at Luo Qing again, she pouted and said nothing...
Just be convinced and not convinced...
Yan Bing smiled and shook his head, got up and gently placed Luo Qing's shoulder, pressed her back to the chair, and got up to make tea. Wen Sheng, who was bent, took the initiative to step forward and hit him, kept smirking at the master, and secretly gave him a thumbs up.
Yan Bing looked at his stupid look and sighed.
I'm afraid I'll give it to you for the rest of my life...
At this moment, the curtain of the handsome tent was lifted open, and Wen Miao walked in slowly. He saw Luo Qing sitting at the door, looked up and down, and said softly: "You are Luo Qing..."
Luo Qing looked up at her, blinked, and replied directly: "Who are you?"
"I am……"
"She is my sister!" Wensheng hurriedly ran back, stood beside Luo Qing and smiled at Wen Miao in a naive way, and gently pulled Luo Qing's neck of clothes. Luo Qing then suddenly realized, quickly stood up, lowered his head and pretended to be obedient, and shouted: "Sister."
Yan Bing was now like eating a fly, cursing in his heart.
You little girl with your elbows outward! That's the attitude towards me! That's the attitude towards her! That's the right one! That's the right one!
He walked up and slapped the teacup on the table, and said in a deep voice: "She is the gentleman who teaches you the etiquette in the palace, so you can talk."
After saying that, before returning to the Shuai Case, he began to sort out the combat preparations counted in the past two days. As soon as he lifted the brush to fill in the ink, Luo Qing spoke first, with his tone and attitude, which was very enthusiastic and well-behaved.
"Sister, I often hear Wensheng talk about you and say you are very kind to him. Today I finally saw my sister. I didn't expect that my sister is beautiful and her people are even more beautiful! Oh...why...why should we go to your tent to chat, I'm afraid that I will disturb my brother-in-law's official business here,"
"Well... I'm pretty well-behaved and sensible. No wonder Wensheng likes you so much..." Wen Miao nodded with a smile.
"Where is there... sister, stop laughing at them..."
Yan Bing was stunned, raised his head and stared at Luo Qing with wide eyes. Several drops of ink were thrown out in the brush in his hand...
"Qihua, then I'll go over there to chat with them." Wen Miao looked at Yan Bing with a happy face, as if he was very satisfied with this sister-in-law.
"Ah? Oh! OK!" Yan Bing responded with a confused look on his face, then watched Luo Qing take the initiative to lift the curtain for Wen Miao, and the three of them walked out of the tent with a smile...
After a few seconds... Yan Bing suddenly came to his senses, lowered his head and piled up the ink-dyeed letter paper into a group and threw it angrily towards the door of the tent.
"This little bitch hits you!!!! Did I give you a face?!!!"