Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

The **** crowing three times, and Zheng Duo started in the morning.

Yan Shu woke up early, sat on the bed, looked up at the hole in the roof, the osmanthus disappeared, and Qinghui was no longer there.

Outside the hole, the sky was slightly bright, and the dawn sky was white with fish belly.

Yan Shu cleaned up the house, packed his bags, and closed the door of the room.

There was no one in the courtyard, it was quiet and withered and yellow leaves fell on the ground.

Yan Shu walked all the way to the hall, passing by the west courtyard, his footsteps gradually slowed down, but he did not stop after all.

Qin Jueming and Yan Shu had breakfast together, and together with Uncle Zhao, they escorted him to the gate of the Siheyuan.

Zhao Bo brought the horse and handed the reins to Yan Shu.

Qin Jueming put his hands behind his back, and although he was reluctant to give up, he was more proud: "When you go to Jiangnan, you must pay attention to safety."

Maybe even Qin Jueming didn't realize it, he had said this to Yan Shu countless times.

"When you arrive in Jiangnan, you can meet my spy first, but he has a special status, and it may not be convenient to recognize you." Qin Jueming said.

Yan Shu nodded: "Foster father, Li Changtian, he..."

"Don't worry, as long as he sits properly, I won't embarrass him." Qin Jueming said.

"I also ask my foster father..." Yan Shu considered for a while, then continued, "Put away your prejudice and take care of him. He... is actually a loyal, righteous, kind-hearted person."

Qin Jueming was stunned for a while before nodding: "Okay."

Yan Shu bowed, took the luggage on his shoulders, and reluctantly bid farewell to Qin Jueming and Zhao Boyi.

In the town, Yan Shu did not dare to ride a horse, for fear of disturbing the people along the road.

He led the horse like this and walked all the way out of the town.

Passing through the bustling market streets, there are jugglers who are carrying boxes of props. They plan to wait until the time is right, and when there are more people passing by, they start shouting.

Yan Shu couldn't help but remember that the day he and Li Changtian first arrived in Shuofang, Li Changtian was jumping up and down in the crowd, and finally Xiao ran back to him, saying to him with surprise and excitement.

"Fuck, they can really smash boulders in their chests! And that stilt-turning plate, and that! That fire-breathing, it's amazing! It's wonderful! The masters are among the people!"

Yan Shu actually didn't like those noisy street juggling, but after Li Changtian and him that day, Yan Shu suddenly felt that these juggling seemed to be quite interesting.

Yan Shu regained his senses in a trance and glanced at the jugglers again. It was still early and the streets were empty. Even Yan Shu felt deserted.

Yan Shu lowered his eyes and continued to walk outside the town with the horse.

Seeing that he was about to leave the town, Yan Shu passed by a medical clinic.

Someone in the hospital was treating the wounds and howling like a pig: "Doctor! Take it easy!"

Yan Shu suddenly remembered that Li Changtian was also afraid of pain, and occasionally shouted twice when taking medicine, but he would not shout so badly, with such a magical sound.

He just gritted his teeth, grimaced, frowned, and tried his best to endure.

I couldn't help it anymore, so I said, "Hey! Brother! My brother! Take it easy, take it easy!"

Yan Shu has always been curious, where is the limit of Li Changtian's patience.

Because the pain of taking the vermilion pill was much more painful than the pain of taking the medicine, but Li Changtian at that time did not ask for mercy.

Later, Yan Shu gradually found out.

This limit is not in Li Changtian, but in him.

If that day, he said to Li Changtian: "If it hurts, you can tell me, I will be lighter."

When Li Changtian applied the medicine, he would cry a few times.

But if what he said was: "It will be a little painful, you bear with it."

Even if Li Changtian was trembling with pain, he would not make a sound.

Now Li Changtian has all the wounds left by the torture, and he has to apply medicine for several days. I don't know if Li Changtian will open his mouth and tell the doctor that he is afraid of pain.

Yan Shu came to his senses again and found that he had left the town.

Suburbs, official road, Que Ye Luoshan Road, Citrus flower Ming Post Wall.

Yan Shu glanced back at Shuo Fang's heavy city wall, then turned on his horse, flicked the reins, and headed south.

Yan Shu rode his horse galloping down the official road, and suddenly, he thought of Li Changtian again.

Thinking that the two of them had just left Chuyu Town, he bought a horse for Li Changtian.

Li Changtian held the reins and said to him with a smirk, "I can't ride."

Yan Shu patiently taught him, Li Changtian learned very seriously, and he learned very quickly, but after half a day, he mastered the essentials.

That day, when Li Changtian began to ride his horse, Yan Shu was worried that he would fall, and followed him on horseback.

Suddenly, Li Changtian turned his head while riding a horse, smiled excitedly at him and said, "I will!!"

Fengshen's handsome young man's smile is bright and magnanimous, unrestrained, and he is a spring breeze, and his thoughts are boundless at the moment.

That was Yan Shu's initial memory of the words 'someone walks with him'.

Yan Shu, who was galloping alone on the official road, suddenly tightened the reins, causing the horse under him to stop.

Yan Shu suddenly realized that there was one thing he might have thought wrong.

When admiring the moon yesterday, Li Changtian asked him.

"Why did you take me to Jiangnan?"

he answered.

"Because I'm afraid my foster father will torture you again."

Is it really?

Was he really afraid that Qin Jueming would torture Li Changtian again, so he insisted on taking Li Changtian to Jiangnan?

-------Thanks to Qiqi Xiaobanzhuan for taking Mengyi away to brush the questions yesterday? He Qing's little tadpole who was wandering around the tonsils took Mengyi away to brush the questions?

Thank you for yesterday's not seeing Wushan, not seeing Jun, and the Qing comrade's fat bean sprout essence, Qianyu Ying, not seeing Wushan, not seeing Jun !

Thank you for my life yesterday, my life ended in a young boy, Dongdong, Dongdong, Xuanzangcang, a mine, my white wiener, my journey, Diane, twilight, my side, Yuan, my porridge, and my cat brother's fruit, red, and lingering. Second brother is a monthly pass for mints!