Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 590: I will be with you in heaven, on earth, and on earth
www.lnmao.org, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the Miracle Doctor’s Daughter!
Xuan Tianming knows his wife very well. Usually when this girl feels guilty, or when she encounters a question that she cannot answer, she likes to do something small. For example, right now, Feng Yuheng is twisting his hair, twisting it one lock at a time. It's not enough to twist it, it has to be braided into little twists.
He was defeated, "Why don't you just pretend you didn't ask me? Let my hair go."
Someone shook his head, "I've already asked, how can I pretend I haven't asked? This princess is not deaf."
Xuan Tianming is afraid of having his head covered with pigtails.
But fortunately, the girl stopped after making three, hugged his neck and asked him: "Xuan Tianming, if you said I was a god, would you be happy?"
Xuan Tianming nodded, "It's my pleasure, but I couldn't ask for it. Having a fairy as my wife means that I can live like a fairy in the human world, but it's very beautiful."
"Then what if I am a ghost?" She leaned forward and took off Xuan Tianming's mask to look at his eyes from the side. "What do you think I would do if I were a ghost? It's very scary."
Xuan Tian Ming was so thoughtful, "It's okay to have ghosts and ghosts. At worst, you can accompany me for a lifetime in the human world, and I will accompany you to the eighteenth level of **** with you later. In short, I will accompany you in heaven and earth." As he spoke, he lifted her up again. This girl was a little heavy.
Feng Yuheng retracted her head with satisfaction, lying on the other person's shoulder and secretly smiling in a very shameless manner. If this time travel was just for her to meet Xuan Tianming, it was really worth it! What a bargain!
Xuan Tianming carried his wife on his back and stepped on the snow. The two walked forward talking and laughing. Ban, who followed behind, didn't notice anything, but Bai Ze's mood gradually dropped. Bai Furong's life and death were on a thin line, and this matter had been hanging in her heart, and she couldn't let it go.
A few people walked on the street, gradually completing half of the main street of Guanzhou City. At noon, Feng Yuheng pointed at a noodle stall on the street and insisted on eating noodles.
In this industry, if Xuan Tianming was not around, they could still pretend to be ordinary people. After all, Guanzhou is not small, and it is impossible for the people to be familiar with each other. But Xuan Tianming's goals and characteristics were too obvious. He put that golden mask on his face and met many people along the way. Anyone who wasn't a fool could guess his identity. Eighty-nine.
The boy at the stall looked scared and did not dare to come forward to talk to him, so he kept nuzzling towards the boss. However, Feng Yuheng also teased others: "Am I scared of you because of my ugly appearance?"
The boy shivered and almost threw away the noodle soup in his hand. He quickly put it aside and ran away without saying a word.
Xuan Tianming was also helpless and took the initiative to call the boss: "Come here."
The boss is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He is chubby and has a simple and honest face, but he is not very courageous. He hesitates and dares not come forward, but he cannot just run away like the little boy. After all, this stall still belongs to him. If he can escape the monk, he cannot escape the temple.
Xuan Tianming looked at his timid and confused look and wondered, "Did you steal this stall?"
The boss quickly waved his hand: "No, no, it's definitely my own, authentic."
"Then why don't you come over?"
"I... guest, guest, no, Your Highness Ninth Prince, you asked me to come over to do something. What to do?" I was so afraid that I stuttered and stepped back. It seemed that I was preparing to stand up. If something goes wrong, just run away.
Xuan Tianming was a little angry, "I said, aren't all of you Northern Territory people upright and stupid? What's the matter? How dare you follow Duanmu Anguo to rebel and defect to Qianzhou with this little courage?"
When the fat boss heard this, he just thought that something was really going to happen. He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, he was nowhere faster than Ban Zao. Almost as soon as he turned halfway, Ban Zao was already blocking him from behind.
The fat man threw himself on the ground and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly: "Your Highness, please spare your life, Your Highness, spare your life!"
Xuan Tianming's face had already sunk to a certain level, and he warned him coldly: "If you don't give us noodles again, I will never let you go."
The fat man was stunned, "Huh?"
Ban Zou kicked him in the butt, "What are you doing for me? We are hungry and we are here to eat noodles. You, a noodle seller, don't cook noodles well, why are you running away?"
The fat man then realized, "Eating noodles?" Damn it, you just came here to eat some noodles! I was scared to death. I thought I was going to be beheaded. Why would I be so grand while eating noodles? While he was cursing, he quickly went to cook the noodles. As he was cooking, he had to admit that it seemed that they didn't have much grandeur. It was the little boy who scared him away, which created the atmosphere.
This shop specializes in large intestine noodles. When four large bowls of noodles were served, Feng Yuheng's saliva almost flowed out. Regardless of whether it's hot or cold, I grabbed the chopsticks and put it into my mouth. While eating, I said: "No wonder the stall is open outside. The noodles are too hot. I can't eat them when they come out of the pot. When I can eat them, they taste bad again." , you can eat most happily only by the cold wind!"
Really? Everyone looked at Feng Yuheng, including the fat boss. The subtext in his heart at this moment is: "This princess, if it weren't for the small amount of money saved, I would definitely not set up the stall in the snow."
However, when Feng Yuheng said this, others felt that it made sense. Even Xuan Tianming started eating, nodding while eating, "That's the truth."
Due to Xuan Tianming's aura problem, the originally deserted stall became... even more deserted due to the arrival of the four of them! The fat boss wanted to cry but had no tears.
The four bowls of noodles were enjoyed by several people, especially Feng Yuheng, who even asked the boss to add an extra large intestine halfway through the meal. Gradually, the fat boss felt that the prince and princess of Dashun did not have much arrogance. They were just like ordinary people. They would sit at a roadside stall and eat noodles. The girl would also ask for an extra large intestine, and even she If the food reaches the edge of the mouth, he will wipe it directly with his sleeve. Even ordinary ladies would wipe it carefully with a handkerchief, but the Lord of Jian County was so informal!
For a bowl of noodles, Feng Yuheng added a portion of large intestine to be full. The other three grown men were a little bit short. After all, they had been wandering around the city for a day, and someone was still working as a coolie to carry his wife. . The fat boss offered to add another half bowl for free.
Feng Yuheng finished eating first, and when she had nothing to do, she went to play with the children who were watching. There was a little boy who had just learned to walk and was not very steady. He was supported by his mother and walked step by step on the snow. Rubbing on the ground. The child was not afraid of people, so he felt friendly when he looked at Feng Yuheng, so he opened his little hands and ran towards her. The young woman was frightened and wanted to take the child back, but she saw that Feng Yuheng had already opened her arms to hold the child in her arms. While stroking his little head, she asked, "What's your name?"
The child, who was over two years old, did not speak very fluently. He just said "Bao'er, Bao'er" vaguely. Feng Yuheng held the child and sat next to Xuan Tianming, tinkering with it from his sleeves. Bring out a bag of milk.
The children of ordinary people in ancient times had never drank milk. The mother of the child was so frightened that she drank milk when she saw the child in her arms. In an instant, various thoughts such as "poison" came into her mind. But after observing for a while, she found that the child was not only fine, but was drinking happily, and she gradually felt relieved.
Xuan Tianming saw Feng Yuheng holding a child and having fun, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch the child's head. This kid was really lovable, and Xuan Tianming just touched him, and he immediately turned his head and grinned, making Xuan Tianming reluctant to retract his outstretched hand.
Perhaps the scene of the two playing with the children looked too warm. The fat owner of the small stall, the people who were watching from a distance, and the shopkeepers and customers in the surrounding shops slowly gathered here. , he is not as scared as he was at first, and some people have even started talking quietly——
"Are they the Ninth Prince and Princess Ji'an? The two of them seem to be very close to each other."
"Yeah, it's different from what most people said before."
"Forget about Duanmu Anguo. He is now a traitor to Dashun. If we call him Dadutong again, we will be punished together."
"Speaking of which, Dashun soldiers and horses have been in the city for so many days, but they have just set up camps on the streets. They have not had much impact on our lives, and they have not made things difficult for the people. I think it's pretty good."
"Yes, yes!" The common people agreed one after another, and when they looked at Xuan Tianming and the others, their eyes became much kinder again.
" Swallowing saliva from time to time, it seems that he must be a beggar.
She asked Xuan Tianming in a low voice: "Isn't the imperial court's policy for the northern border very good? Why are there still beggars?" As she spoke, she looked at the old woman again, and shook her head for a while, "It's not like that. Like a beggar, you see, when someone looks at her, they have sympathy in their eyes."
Xuan Tianming also glanced there, and then waved to the fat boss, "Come here."
The fat boss trotted over quickly and said as he ran, "Your Highness is just eating a few bowls of noodles. You don't have to pay. You don't have to pay."
Xuan Tianming rolled his eyes at him, "I didn't say I would give you money, I just wanted to ask you a few words."
The fat boss scratched his head and stood obediently in front of the two of them. Xuan Tianming pointed at the old woman and asked him: "Do you recognize that mother-in-law? Why does she look like this? I, Dashun, have been traveling to the northern border for many years. Support, they keep allocating money here every year, and even the taxes of the three northern provinces are never collected. How come there are still beggars on the streets?"
The fat boss sighed helplessly, and then said: "To be honest with Your Highness, she is not a beggar, she is just a poor person who was kicked out of the house by her son and daughter-in-law. Her son married his daughter-in-law just after autumn last year. I thought that life would get better and better, but unfortunately, the family's conditions were better, but her daughter-in-law thought she was too old and refused to support her. Her son was also a fool, and he only listened to his wife's orders and kicked his mother out of the house. He was kicked out of the house. The old lady had been begging for food for several months, so it’s good that she didn’t freeze to death."
The fat boss was also very angry when he talked about that evil wife, but this was not as good as the doubt that arose in his mind after hearing Xuan Tianming’s words. He asked in confusion: “Your Highness is the Say, the imperial court never collects taxes from the three northern provinces?"