Yan Bing and Lu Liang took a lot of effort to comfort the two drunkards who "slept to death" in the past.
The reason why it is difficult is not because they are too heavy. After all, Yan Bing can easily lift it with one hand with just their weight.
It was because of these two drunkards that he was drunk...
As soon as I put it on the bed, I turned around and went out. When I saw the elder brother running out of the house with joy, I hurriedly pressed him back.
The old man was the same. As soon as he covered him with a quilt, the old man turned over and got off the ground, shouting, "Is there still three bowls left!" While running into the yard, the two of them chased him again before carrying him back.
In the end, there was nothing I could do, so I could only wrap the quilt on them, wrap it around several times with a rope, and throw it onto the bed...
As a result, when he turned around, he saw the old man and the eldest brother jumping on the bed like a long-legged "bamboo tube", laughing at them while jumping. Yan Bing was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore. Yan Bing ignored the dissuasion and pushed Lu Liang away, held the bowl, grabbed their necks, and each one filled another bowl of high-altitude wine. Only then did the two of them completely quiet and fell asleep.
"Junior sister, you're a little too cruel..." Lu Liang looked at Yan Bing and complained.
"Fifteenth Brother, you need a better way. I'll listen carefully, but have you done nothing for a long time? Then I can only "fight poison with poison". "Yan Bing finished speaking unhappily, turned around and left the house and headed straight to the gate of the yard.
Lu Liang hurriedly chased out and shouted, "Junior sister, what are you doing!"
Yan Bing didn't look back and shouted while walking: "Anyway, Master can't wake up today. I'll go to chat with Sister Caiyi. Senior Brother Fifteen, please go to the backyard and continue working! I'll be back later."
Lu Liang turned around and looked at his master and senior brother who were snoring and snoring, and then looked at his junior sister who was about to walk out of the yard.
After a while of dilemma, he thought that even if the master and senior brother were drunk, they should be able to protect themselves, so he chased Yan Bing in the direction of him.
Yan Bing, the reason why he went to Caiyi was actually to provide information obtained from the senior brother in the past two days...
Although Caiyi didn't say that Yan Bing would get involved in this matter before leaving, she did not refuse.
Therefore, Yan Bing naturally decided that since he had said that he had to do the matter of contributing information, otherwise he would be untrustworthy.
So Yan Bing hummed a small song like this, walking around the street while walking towards the tailor shop where Caiyi was.
Lu Liang followed secretly on the beam not far away, not daring to relax for a moment.
It's so pitiful to all parents in the world...
Yan Bing didn't know that since the day she entered Feixia Gate, she had no difference from having three more "dear fathers".
In order to ensure Yan Bing's personal safety, the three of them were worried.
I stood guard in shifts, followed in turn, and guarded all kinds of people, for fear of some mistakes in this "baby".
Even after living in the same yard, the master and apprentice did not dare to feel tired at all. They had to stay in their hearts when they were sleeping, and listened to the surroundings at all times. If there was any movement, they would rush over to protect her as soon as possible.
But today, the situation is a bit special.
The old man and his senior brother had the first time to come into contact with high wine. They had no experience and used white wine as rice wine to greet them. After a few bowls, they were completely "sinked".
The burden of protecting the personal safety of the junior sister fell on the shoulders of the only awake Lu Liang.
Therefore, Lu Liang was particularly nervous at this moment, afraid that the junior sister would make any mistakes. He could not explain to his master and senior brother, and he always stared at the junior sister below, not letting go of any potential threats.
But there was a blind eye that hit the muzzle.
A thief went on a journey of all kinds of buying and buying Yan Bing.
He never thought that he just wanted to find an opportunity to sneak out the wallet of the "little rich woman" in front of him. The next moment, he was dragged into the alley by a black shadow, and was ready to beat him... At this moment, he was regretting that he had knelt down and begged for mercy, swearing, saying that he was just a thief... but the other party was still unwilling to forgive him, saying that he was a disciple of the Roman sect, giving him this easy to beat him... and he also insisted on explaining clearly where his accomplices were...
The thief was collapsed at this moment...
Lu Liang was also serious at this moment...
However, just as Lu Liang and the thief were still raising questions, the real "crisis" was approaching Yan Bing.
On the street, a man's voice suddenly sounded behind Yan Bing.
"The little girl in front, stand there!"
Yan Bing was stunned and thought again, there were so many people on the street, and it might not be that they called him, so he didn't look back and continued to walk forward.
"Where are you! Yan Qihua! Are you still leaving!"
Yan Bing was stunned again.
Um?
Do you still know my "small trumpet"?
"Who!" Yan Bing asked impatiently, then turned around and looked closely, I'm Damn it! It's him!! Turn around, lift the skirt up, and run away!!!
"You are still running!? Give me..., I am back!" Then, a series of rapid steps came from behind and chased me.
Although Yan Bing was born with divine power and ran much faster than ordinary people, the steps behind him were getting closer and closer. When he heard the sound, Yan Bing knew that he could not run away, so he stopped, turned around, and prepared to salute.
The other party directly stopped him and said, "No need, I am here to visit relatives today, and I don't want to make a statement." Then the man continued, "However, I can't see that you are quite fast. Have you practiced martial arts?"
Yan Bing laughed and pretended to be stupid: "No matter how fast the little woman ran, she had never run away..., Mr. Qi..."
The man who called Yan Bing was no one else, but the second prince who fought with Yan Bing on the street that day, His Highness, the King of Qi.
"I am the skill of "Mingjin" in the later stage. I can't beat you, a yellow-haired girl. Isn't this skill in vain?
Speaking of which, I haven’t asked you yet? When I see me, what are you running away? Can I eat you or what?” The second prince asked with a complaint when he shook the folding fan.
Yan Bing hurriedly laughed with her, but said something in her words: "Isn't the little woman afraid that if Mr. Qi's body falls again? The little woman couldn't help but pick it up for a while. Wouldn't this hand be chopped..."
The second prince laughed, glanced at Yan Bing, and said, "You little girl, you are quite revenge. Didn't you tell you that day? I'm just a joke. What do you really think I'll cut off your hand? Also, this young master is not the surname Qi, my surname is Wang, and my name is Wenshuo. Remember, don't call it wrong again."
When Yan Bing heard this, he blinked and said innocently: "Young Master Wang, are you digging a hole for the little girl again? Even if you tell your name, the little girl will not dare to call you..."
"Then call me Prince, you'll do it," the second prince looked indifferent, played with the folding fan in his hand, and continued, "Since that day, I have asked the Yan family for a while. There is no one among the descendants of the Yan family named Yan Qihua. Are you really a commoner's daughter? Or do you just use a pseudonym to deceive me?"
Yan Bing thought for a while and asked, "Prince Wang, the little girl wants to know what the charge is for deceiving the vassal king in our dynasty?"
The second prince smiled wickedly and said lightly: "It's not a serious crime, it's just a fifty-year-old." Then he stared at Yan Bing's eyes without blinking and continued to ask: "Why don't you give you a chance to repent and reform?"
"No need." Yan Bing said with a relaxed look on his face: "The little girl is a famous saying Bing. The words are words that are trustworthy. Bing is the Bing who cannot be spoken of by summer insects. Her name is Qihua. She has no official title at home. Does the young master have any other things to ask the little girl? If nothing happens, the little girl will surrender..."
When the second prince heard this, he suddenly realized that the other party had never deceived him from beginning to end. He had not asked clearly, and he was smart enough to go to the Yan family for a long time.
Then he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "You are reporting to your own house on the surface, but in fact, the implication is that you are, "A villain's heart determines a gentleman's affair", right?"
Although Yan Bing is indeed expressing this meaning with words, such things are like having something, and if there is nothing, there is nothing. The final explanation is in my hands. I am afraid of being frustrated?
Thinking of this, Yan Bing immediately pretended to be surprised and said, "It's unfair! The little girl doesn't mean this... The little girl reads little and doesn't know how to use many allusions. If there is something that makes the young master misunderstand, please forgive me." After saying that, he pretended to be very frightened and bowed his body.
He stuck out his tongue in his heart and said: Hey? You can't help but behave like me? You can't be so angry! A little bit...
Just as he was proud, he saw the second prince laughing and said, "No matter whether you really think so or not, you didn't lie to me, but I blamed you wrongly. This is also the fact." After saying that, he bowed directly and said sincerely, "I blamed the lady before, it was my master's fault. I'm not here, I apologized to the lady..."
Yan Bing, who was sticking out his tongue in his heart, was stunned at this moment...
The fear that was originally pretending to be on my face also turned into real fear...
Immediately, Yan Bing's brain began to move rapidly, guessing why various vassal kings were bent and apologizing to a civilian. Finally, he concluded: This kid can actually see that I have the talent of being a great master!? Want to win me over!? Boy, your vision is quite poisonous...
But she didn't expect the most likely possibility: