The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

He Shiyi felt very unjustly beaten up.

He studied obediently in the academy, neither skipping classes nor talking back to his teacher. How could he have known that Zhao Mianmian would be frightened unconscious by the lizard?

However, when He Shiyi saw that Zhao Mianmian looked sick and pale, and that she looked like she was terribly frightened, he felt a little sympathetic and soft-hearted.

He comforted Zhao Mianmian casually, then ran out of Linlan Courtyard with a sigh, thinking that he was unlucky.

As soon as He Shiyi left, Zhao Mianmian became energetic. She changed her previous sickly look, ran out from the inner room with her shoes clicking, and started stuffing the snacks on the table into her mouth one by one.

[Damn it, anchor, I thought you were really scared and sick, but you were just pretending?! ]

[Hahaha, it's impossible to be scared. Why do I feel like the host just doesn't want to go to school? ]

[Don't want to go to school? ? With the little she learned, even a dog can learn it, right? Why wouldn't she want to go to school? ? If you said she was afraid of running into that Xuanlin Guard from yesterday, I would believe it. ]

[Xuanlin Guard? What Xuanlin Guard? ? ]

【? ? Didn’t you notice? When that person was sending the anchor home yesterday, the anchor opened her eyes. I saw that Lord Wang had the Xuanlin Guard token hanging on his waist!!】

[Fuck, is it so exciting? ? No wonder the anchor is like a fool today, staying in his room obediently since early morning, not going anywhere, is he afraid of bumping into the Xuanlin Guard from yesterday again? ]

Zhao Mianmian saw the comments floating by, rolled her eyes, and gritted her teeth in anger.

Squash?

Who is the idiot?

You all are idiots!!!

Zhao Mianmian:

[No! I am really sick! ! ]

As he spoke, Zhao Mianmian sneezed loudly and rubbed his nose hard.

I am a little sick, but not so sick that I cannot go out.

However, there is nothing wrong with using this excuse to stay at home for two days and avoid the group of Xuanlin Guards who are hanging around next to the academy.

So Zhao Mianmian asked Dongzhu to go to Linqiuyuan early in the morning to ask for leave for her, and asked if she could go to the academy in two days.

When Qin Shuyu heard that she was not feeling well, he immediately agreed. He sent Yumoze and Yupu to ask about her and also asked someone to tell the old lady in Linfangyuan.

After a while, even Qi Qiu Qi Luo, who served the old lady, brought some food and daily necessities over so that she could recuperate well.

[Yes, yes, I am sick, very sick~~~]

The audience in the live broadcast room first had a sarcastic argument with Zhao Mianmian, and after knocking Zhao Mianmian down, they mentioned Xiao Haizhou.

[You said that the person who sent the anchor home was a Xuanlin Guard, so was the man she met in the next yard also a Xuanlin Guard? ]

[You mean the one who is particularly handsome? ? ]

[Yes, yes, that's it. If that face was in modern times, he would definitely be a superstar. It's a pity that he was born in ancient times and his face is wasted.]

[Wait, by the way...did you only notice that face yesterday? ]

【? ? What else have we not seen? ? 】

When Zhao Mianmian saw the barrage of comments floating by, her heart skipped a beat.

She tried hard to recall and vaguely remembered that before she saw that face, she seemed to have heard the man talking to others about Chen Mi and not Chen Mi.

She was still wondering why the good government grain should be replaced with old rice, when the fans in the live broadcast room pointed out the crux of the problem.

[Didn't you hear him ordering the people around him to replace the relief food with old rice? ! This person must be someone of high status to be able to use government food, but he is targeting the disaster victims, this is too dark! ! ! ]

[Oh my god, is this the legendary situation of lining one's own pockets and neglecting the people's livelihood? ? ]

[Look at this guy, you still say he's good-looking? What's the point of being good-looking, isn't he evil to the core?! ]

[We are just fans of looks. We only care about the looks of the fans. We don’t care what you moral fans say.]

[Heh, you're still a fan of me. I think your dad made the biggest mistake of his life by not flushing you down the drain.]

【???What did you say??】

【! @￥%%……】

The audience in the live broadcast room started arguing in front of Zhao Mianmian, all for a man they had only met once.

Zhao Mianmian was dizzy from the noise, and couldn't turn off the barrage, so she could only curl up on the low couch with her head propped up, looking like someone was going to save my life.

The audience in the live broadcast room argued for a while and then fell silent.

Just when Zhao Mianmian felt that her head was not so dizzy, she saw Dong Zhu hurried back from the kitchen.

When Dong Zhu came back, she was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand. It was pitch black and was similar to the one she had made for He Shiyun last time.

"Sister Dongzhu, can we not drink?"

Zhao Mianmian curled her lips, looking reluctant.

Pian Dongzhu looked like he had nothing to discuss, so Zhao Mianmian's plan to fish in troubled waters failed.

"My dear sister, drink this medicine first, and I will go to the kitchen to get you some lotus cake later, okay?"

When Zhao Mianmian heard the word "Hibiscus Cake", she hesitated for a moment. Just as she was about to pick up the medicine to drink it, she saw a group of people hurriedly coming outside the door.

Zhao Mianmian and Dong Zhu both recognized the person in front of them. It was her aunt Qin Shuyu, who had just sent Yumozuo Yupu to greet her in the morning.

The person following behind Qin Shuyu looked unfamiliar to Dong Zhu, but very familiar to Zhao Mianmian.

It turned out to be the old man, Huang Yan, who had been to the He family twice before and asked her questions.

Zhao Mianmian's hand holding the medicine bowl trembled, and she cursed in her heart:

[No, no! Is this person born in the Year of the Dog? Why is he here again? ? ]

Everyone in the live broadcast room heard Zhao Mianmian’s thoughts and laughed [hahahaha] non-stop.

[Host, I told you to pretend to be sick. Now you are done. I have found someone to take your pulse. Let’s see how you can still pretend! ]

[If I remember correctly, this old man is the director of the Imperial Hospital. Are the doctors in ancient times so idle that they just hang out at other people's homes whenever they have time? ? ]

[Tsk tsk, the person who comes has bad intentions. 】

As they were talking, Qin Shuyu had already brought Huang Yan into the house.

Zhao Mianmian dragged his "sick body" and struggled to climb down from the low couch, staggeringly bowing to Qin Shuyu.

When Qin Shuyu saw Zhao Mianmian looking sick, she realized that she was just as Yumao Yupu had said, and she had lost all her energy. She quickly went forward, picked her up, and placed her on a cushioned stool.

"Oh my, what happened? Don't tell me you were scared yesterday."

"Aunt, Mianmian is fine. Don't take the medicine."

Zhao Mianmian pouted and muttered something, then glanced at Huang Yan several times in a pretentious manner, with the mentality of a three-year-old child. Immediately, the suspicion that Qin Shuyu had about the Xuanlin Guard faded a little.

Qin Shuyu smiled and teased Zhao Mianmian a few times, then explained some truths to her. Then he stood up and made way for Huang Yan to take his pulse.

"Mian Jie'er, this is Imperial Doctor Huang. You have met him a few times. Imperial Doctor Huang happened to pass by the He family and knew that you were ill, so he came to take your pulse."

Zhao Mianmian had a calm expression. She got down from the cushioned stool and bowed respectfully to Huang Yan.

"Thank you, Doctor Huang."

But he turned his head and roared in his heart:

【Ahhh, don’t get close to me!!】