Qian Jubao was stunned. It was said that the gentleman was far away from cooking. Fang Jingrong was willing to cook for Baoyin. You can imagine how much he loves Baoyin. It's good for him to cook. If Baoyin is willing to eat what he makes, it would be better.
With the idea of having a try, Qian Jubao asks the housekeeper to take Fang Jingrong to the kitchen, and asks the housekeeper to greet him. No matter what Fang Jingrong needs, he will try his best to satisfy him.
But half an hour later, the smell of delicious food came from the kitchen.
The pastry was made into various shapes and came out of Fang Jingrong's hands perfectly. The cook in the kitchen was stunned to see that the pastry could be made so delicately that she couldn't make it without a year or two of cooking skills.
Fang Jingrong carries a plate of cake just out of the pot, and the housekeeper takes it to Qian Baoyin's house.
"Housekeeper, let these servants guard outside. If you are here, I'm afraid Miss Qian won't eat what I make." Knock on the door twice, there is no response in the room, Fang Jingrong said to the housekeeper behind him.
The master is now troubled by the fact that the young lady doesn't eat. The young lady has been weak since she was a child. He is afraid that if she is hungry, he can't afford to take care of her. After thinking for a moment, the housekeeper retreats to the outside of the yard with the two servants.
Seeing that all the servants left, Fang Jingrong knocked on the door and disappeared, saying: "Miss Qian, you open the door. It's me. I'm here to help you escape!"
In the house, Qian Baoyin is lying on the table. She is in a trance. When she hears the voice outside, she thinks it's a dream. Fang Jingrong should be in Wenxing county now. How can she come to Shunjing to gather her mind? This is really Fang Jingrong.
He didn't eat much these days. He dragged a heavy step to open the door and let Fang Jingrong into the house. If Fang Jingrong hadn't said that, if he wanted to help her escape, she might not have opened the door for her.
Qian Baoyin wants to escape to find Bai Ziyan, but Jingrong turns a blind eye to the snacks.
"Fang Jingrong, you just said you could help me escape? As long as you can help me escape, you can ask for as much money as you want. " Qian Baoyin knows that Fang Jingrong won't help her for no reason. Besides, she doesn't want to accept his kindness for no reason.
Seeing Qian Baoyin's pale appearance, Fang Jingrong felt a twinge of heartache. No one in the world loves Qian Baoyin more than him. It was because Fang Yuanning robbed the same woman with him that he personally let him go to hell. No one can stop what he wanted.
As long as Qian Jubao can see his sincerity to Qian Baoyin, and then he can add fuel to the flames, he will not believe that Qian Jubao can be unmoved.
"Miss Qian, I don't want your money. If you want me to help you escape, eat these cakes." Fang Jingrong said with a distressed face.
Although he knew Fang Jingrong had been very kind to her, Qian Baoyin never wanted to marry Fang Jingrong. Since he said he wanted to help him escape, she believed him once.
Qian Baoyin picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth. The cake was soft and glutinous, but it was delicious. After eating two pieces, Qian Baoyin regained some strength and asked, "Fang Jingrong, when will you take me out“
"Miss Qian, don't worry. Now you have servants staring at you in the yard. How about this?" Fang Jingrong said and whispered in Qian Baoyin's ear.
At night, all the lights in Qian's house went out except the lanterns in the hands of the night patrol servants. At this time, there was only one servant left outside Qian Baoyin's boudoir.
The servant on guard at the door yawned repeatedly. He was so sleepy that he leaned against the wall and began to doze.
He was dozing off when he heard something moving in the room. He was startled and fell asleep.
The sound of the teacup falling to the ground came from the room. The servant immediately opened the door to check. Taking advantage of the weak light, the servant saw Qian Baoyin lying on the ground and went to check.
What's the matter with you, miss? " The servant lit the lamp and helped Qian Baoyin to the chair. His pale face really scared the servant.
"Stomachache, good pain!" Qian Baoyin covers his stomach hard and looks miserable.
If Miss had any accident, even if it was to take his life, I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for it. Now I have to report it to master.
But the servant was about to get up and report to the master. He felt that his arm was tightly held by the young lady.
"Come on, take me to the doctor." Qian Baoyin's feeble voice trembled. Her beautiful face turned black under the light. The more she thought about it, the more frightened the servant was. If there was something wrong with the young lady, he would lose his life.
There is a drugstore near Qian's home. He came out of the door for a while. Now, in order not to delay the young lady's illness, he had to take her to see her first.
"Offended“ Words fall, the servant carries money treasure silver, a dare not delay of run out.
I never thought that as soon as he opened the door, he saw a carriage at the door. With this carriage, it would be more convenient for the young lady to go to the doctor.
"Little brother, can you do me a favor and take my young lady to see the doctor?" The young lady is in danger, and the servant is sweating.
The coachman, wearing a hat, could not see his face clearly in the dark. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and said to the servant, "come on up."
Unexpectedly, the servant helped the driver to help the young lady to the car, but he was kicked on the butt. He fell off the carriage and fainted.
The carriage was running fast in the street of Shunjing. Qian Baoyin immediately opened the curtain and showed his head: "hurry up. Before dawn, you must get out of Shunjing. Otherwise, if my father finds out, he will catch up."
Qian Baoyin is now following him out of the mansion, and everything is in his plan. When the time comes, he will cooperate to play a good play. He can cheat Qian Jubao and win Qian Baoyin's favor. It's killing two birds with one stone.
Fang Jingrong's wishful thinking is ringing. On the other side, he has arranged for a dozen or so masquerade mountain bandits on the outskirts of Shunjing to ambush for two days on the only way from Shunjing to Wenxing county.
The head of a mountain bandit has a piece of cloth over his left eye and a knife mark on his right eye. In the grass behind him, there are about ten brothers. In recent days, there are many vehicles coming and going, but now the employer has not appeared.
"Brother, this man won't fool us, will he?" A tall, thin, masked man, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, was impatient and asked.
"No, we won't lose money anyway. After dawn, if we can't wait any longer, we'll withdraw." The leader of the mountain bandit said, it seems to hear something, and buried his ears on the ground.
"Brothers, here we are. Get ready!" The head of the mountain bandit got up from the ground, grasped the big knife in his hand, and made a gesture to the people behind him, asking them to hide quickly and not to show their feet.