After the lady died, the general slaughtered the city

It is related to Jiubao's life, and all kinds of past lives are replayed in his mind over and over again.If Jiu Bao hadn't tugged on his sleeve with worry on his face, he might have killed Lu Zheng on the spot.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Xiucheng's unrepressed murderous aura can be clearly felt by someone as simple as Jiubao, let alone Lu Zheng and Qi Shuchun.

"It's okay, let's go home." Whether Lu Zheng and Qi Shuchun colluded is still unknown, Qi Shuchun is a prince who is not easy to move, as for Lu Zheng, he will not return to Beijing for the time being, just looking for a chance to get rid of this scourge!

Jiu Bao wanted to pull Chu'er to his side, Yan Xiucheng stepped forward to stop him.

"He has someone to look for, you can go back with me at ease."

After the words fell, there was a burst of complicated footsteps behind the crowd.No one who saw him heard the panting reproach first.

"My lord, you can't run around. If something happens to you, how will this old servant explain to the Holy One?"

King Zhao's valet was a chubby middle-aged man, he wiped his sweat with his hands on his chest and read Qi Shuchun all over, and he was finally relieved.

"Hey, isn't this the second master of Zhen Guogong's mansion? This old servant has seen the second master Yan."

"My father-in-law is not more polite, so King Zhao will return it to my father-in-law." He pointed to Chu'er beside him, "This son is from Beijing, please bring him back with him."

After explaining the matter, Yan Xiucheng didn't stay long, because the mountain wind was strong at night, he found a piece of animal skin that was probably new in the stockade, wrapped Jiubao like a silkworm baby, and got on his horse and went down the mountain after everything was ready.

The warmth spread from the back to the limbs, Jiu Bao was carried around for a day, and the back of his head rested on Yan Xiucheng's strong chest, drowsy.

"Jiubao don't sleep, be careful not to catch a cold."

Yan Xiucheng held the rein with one hand and wrapped his arms around his soft and slender waist.I'm afraid that he will slip up if he doesn't pay attention.

"My lord, how did you find the cottage?"

Yan Xiucheng followed the traces of the carriage in front of Wang Liu's house all the way to the outskirts of the official road, just in time to meet Wang Liu who was hiding and witnessed the whole process of the three being tied up.

"When you meet Ren Yazi, what's the matter with that white heart?"

Jiubao was obviously not prepared for Bai Xinbo, why did the person he trusted in his previous life turn pale when he talked about it in his previous life, maybe this time he can solve the previous puzzle.

"he……"

The person in front of him with his back turned suddenly turned and buried his head in his chest, aggrieved like a small animal seeking comfort.

Yan Xiucheng couldn't bear to ask again, "Let's not talk about it if we don't want to talk about it, it's over, and I will be in the future."

The mountain road was pitch-black, only dimly illuminated by the cold moonlight.The two walked slowly on the road together.When he was about to reach the bottom of the mountain, Jiu Bao let out a breath, and calmly talked about the past with Bai Xinbao.

"My mother went there not long after I was born. Later, my father took over the stepmother. The stepmother gave birth to two sons, and she didn't want to see me very much. My father was a good drinker, and he always beat and scolded people when he was very drunk. , I was always the one pushed out."

Feeling the gentle rubbing of the top of his head, Jiu Bao's eyes suddenly turned red, this was the first time that he felt this kind of feeling being cared about.From now on, the son will be his reliance.

"The village is too busy with their own affairs. No one wants to cause trouble. Those children who are as old as me even use me as an outlet to vent their anger, and often throw stones at me. Bai... Bai Xinbao is a villager. A rare scholar, when he sees someone bullying me, he will stand up and say a few words, his orphans and widows are not rich, but they will secretly give me food."

After speaking, the material on Yan Xiucheng's chest was wet. What is more terrible than the confusion of the future is the betrayal of those who trust and rely on.

How painful it was for Jiubao to survive this experience in his previous life.Later, it took a lot of courage to give his heart to himself, but he repeatedly hurt him for the sake of others.

"How could such a kind-hearted big brother become like this?"

"People are subject to change. In the final analysis, he is just a poor man who reads like crazy." Bai Xinxin is hateful, but he has already taught Yan Xiucheng a lesson. Adding troubles in vain.

"What about the son?" Will it change?

One day in the future, will he abandon himself or use himself as a bargaining chip to give away.Just thinking about it, Jiu Bao felt pain in his heart.I couldn't breathe.

"Chu'er said that he was tricked back by his young master's rhetoric, and now he is sold! Why do you want someone to send him back, young master?" Born in the countryside, he is not as clever as Chu'er.

"What is the conflict between him and King Jing? How can outsiders know the reason? His empty teeth are not credible."

Yan Xiucheng wrapped Jiubao's strand of blue silk around his index finger, and said slowly: "Niubao, this life is so long, and no one can say for sure what will happen in the future, but I, Yan Xiucheng, have lost everything in my life. No one will lose Jiubao you again. But I am afraid that one day you will suddenly realize that you don't want me."

Jiu Bao didn't understand what he said, he understood what he wanted to understand, all he knew was that the young master would never leave him in this life, the young master is an upright gentleman, he would not lie and deceive others, so he would stay by his side for the rest of his life.

When I arrived in the county, I was just in time for the lantern festival that the innkeeper said.

Jiubao's ups and downs were all attracted by all kinds of lanterns.

Yan Xiucheng took him back to the short-term rented house, changed into a clean and warm jacket, and put white fluffy earmuffs on his ears, which made Jiubao even more white and tender.

Holding his soft little hand, Yan Xiucheng's heart thumped, this kind of throbbing similar to the beginning of love has not appeared in him for many years, but fortunately, God has treated him well. He must not let go of any chance to get along with Jiubao.

Jiu Bao trotted out of the courtyard excitedly, and when he reached the street, his pink lips were rounded, and his voice was no longer timid.

"My lord, the lantern festival is so lively! This is the first time I've seen it."

There was a lot of people on the street, and the two had to touch their heads to hear each other's words. Yan Xiucheng lowered his head and listened to Jiubao's ramblings patiently.

The dim yellow light was imprinted on his smiling face, which seemed a little blurry, but it was so real to be around him.

Yan Xiucheng stared at Jiubao's opening and closing lips for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed it in a mysterious way.

Among the bustling crowd, the two seemed to freeze at this moment, as if there were only two of them left in the world.

Jiu Bao's mind was disturbed by a kiss that was tasted and ended.

His head was dizzy, and his face was red all the way to his neck in an instant.

What is the young master going to do, he always felt that he was following the young master as a follower, when he suddenly remembered what Chu Er said about child molestation, cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

Yan Xiucheng was more nervous than him. In his eyes, Jiu Bao was his wife, but in Jiu Bao's eyes, she was not. She was just playing a hooligan, right?

Therefore, Yan Xiucheng, who was not afraid of swords, guns and swords when he was young, is now bewildered and circled around a silent boy.