Seeing Yan Bing making a fuss on the bed, clumsy, sighed, took a few steps forward, said coldly, "Go to rest", then snatched the medicine bottle and started applying it to her.
"You don't usually have a good meal. Look at you're thin, as if you're skinny," Ling Yue used medicine while poking Yan Bing's ribs from time to time. Looking at her for fear of pain and tickling, she couldn't help laughing out loud, and her anger disappeared a little. Suo continued to tease her: "If my father knew that I'd married a thin and lustful girl, I don't know what to be angry."
When Yan Bing heard this, he immediately became energetic. He turned his head and asked with a worried look on his face, "By the way, I don't know what level my father-in-law has reached?"
"What do you want to do when you ask this?" Ling Yue heard the topic of the matter and her eyebrows stood up.
Yan Bing quickly waved his hand and smiled and explained, "Don't get me wrong. I mean to figure out your father's martial arts realm first. Fortunately, when he hit me, he knew whether to run away or to take it hard..."
Ling Yue curled her lips and said slowly, "My father is good at writing, so his martial arts level is only in the middle of Mingjin,"
"Good articles!? Good articles!! People with literary literacy should not do it directly... um..." Yan Bing was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"My second uncle is good at martial arts. Now he is in the late stage of the Ancient Power. He is only half a step away from the realm of transformation." Ling Yue didn't care about Yan Bing's sudden froze expression and continued: "My third uncle is good at shopping. Although he is not very interested in martial arts, he is talented and is now a master of Ancient Power. As for my fourth uncle, you should be the most like-minded with him. He is so clever and often tinker with small objects by himself, but his martial arts are also better than my father. Now he is in the late stage of Mingjin."
"No one can beat..." Yan Bing shook his head, feeling depressed.
When Ling Yue heard this, she slapped Yan Bing on the back and shouted loudly: "You still want to fight with my elders!? Is it against you??"
"No! There is absolutely no such intention! Madam, don't worry! From now on, your father will be my father, your uncle will be my uncle, and our grandfather will be our grandfather! I can still tell this clearly! But... just..." Yan Bing said passionately for a long time, and then began to lower his head and ponder...
"It's just that everything needs to be strategic, know yourself and your enemy, so that you can defeat them one by one," said Yan Bing's eyes rolling around, as if he had already had an idea, he got up, grabbed Ling Yue's hand, and said loudly: "Don't worry, leave it to me! I promise to serve your father and several uncles with satisfaction... Ah! I'm fooling you... I'm not right, I'm not right... Oh! I'm just satisfying them anyway! Let's go!"
After Yan Bing finished speaking, he jumped out of bed, found his favorite peach-colored skirt, put it on, tidy up again in front of the bronze mirror of the inn, and then grabbed Ling Yue's hand and strode out of the door.
Ling Yue looked at her serious look and covered her mouth and laughed for a long time. She waited until the two of them walked around the street several times before she heard Yan Bing say with an embarrassed look: "That...why don't you lead the way in front... I really can't find it..."
Ling Yue could no longer hold it back at this time. She covered her stomach and almost laughed. She laughed and joked: "Looking at your passionate look, I thought you really knew the way! Hahaha..."
"Hehe..." Yan Bing scratched the back of his head with a silly smile, followed Ling Yue's guidance and walked towards the suburbs of the city. Soon, a huge city walle came into view.
From a distance, Baolong Pavilion is not as magnificent as imagined. It has neither tall buildings nor carved beams and painted pillars. It gives people a feeling that it is more like it is extremely close to...natural...
Except for a few brick and tile buildings in the courtyard wall and the main hall, most of the other buildings are built using one of the most common local materials, that is, bamboo...
Yan Bing stood on the gentle slope, looking at the bamboo buildings in the courtyard wall, and was slightly dazed. When he was about to reach the gate, he asked in a low voice: "Lingyue, is your family... a Dai?"
"No? My family is all Han nationality, and my mother and my aunts are also Han nationality. Why do you ask that?" Ling Yue looked at Yan Bing with a puzzled look.
Yan Bing smiled, pointed to dozens of bamboo buildings in the courtyard wall, and continued to ask: "Then why are your houses made of bamboo? This style looks very similar to the Dai people in Yunnan..."
Ling Yue was slightly stunned, looked in the direction she pointed, and then replied carelessly: "That's because Jiangsu has many bamboos and saves money. My grandfather said that instead of making the sect bright and beautiful, it's better to use all the extra money to help the poor, so that's what it is now..."
"Oh..." Yan Bing nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Ling Yue with a puzzled look on his face and asked softly: "Then why haven't you inherited your grandfather's good habit of being thrifty? It's like spending money...that's what..."
"That's because I am successful! I look likable! My father, my uncle and others are willing to give it to you! You can't control it!? If I think I spend too much money, don't marry me! It's like I begging you!" Ling Yue tensed her face, shook her arms and spread Yan Bing's little hand, and ran towards the door quickly. She has been away from home for more than a year and said she doesn't miss home, which is definitely a lie. Now that she has arrived at the door, she doesn't want to delay for a moment.
She ran straight to the gate, put her hands on her hips and stood there, and the several guards at the gate were all stunned...
I was stunned for a while before I heard a few people screaming. Some ran to the yard to report the news, some came forward and cried and laughed, and directly slapped Yan Bing on the side.
Yan Bing just looked at Ling Yue with a smile and comforted the guards who cried with joy. They were all called uncle and uncle, without the aura of a young lady. It can be seen that these people really love their young lady. When Ling Yue faced them, she no longer had the domineering appearance outside, and she seemed particularly reasonable and enthusiastic.
After a while, a middle-aged man with a melon-shaped face and a long beard and short beard walked out surrounded by everyone, stood at the gate, watching Li Lingyue silently.
Yan Bing recognized the relationship between this person and Ling Yue at a glance.
Sure enough, after seeing this person, Ling Yue was a little embarrassed and shouted in a low voice: "Father...the daughter is back..."
The middle-aged man nodded when he heard this, shook his sleeves, turned around, turned his back to everyone, raised his sleeves and pretended to wipe his face, then turned around, and said only one sentence: "Go home with my father..." and walked towards the yard with big strides.
Ling Yue also smiled with tears in her eyes, exchanged a few more greetings with everyone, then ran to Yan Bing, smiled slightly, took Yan Bing's hand and walked towards the gate.
The ward hurriedly opened the sides and surrounded the two of them into the gate.
"Miss Four, this young lady is..." One of the older guards asked with a smile.
Ling Yue turned her head and looked at Yan Bing when she heard this, then turned to the guardhouse and said aloud, "Oh, she? She is my husband, then let's go in first Uncle Wang."
"Oh, okay, okay," Wang Bo nodded and watched them enter the door with a smile. It was not until a long time later that everyone suddenly reacted, looked at each other, and shouted loudly: "Husband—!??"