The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 52 Danger is approaching
Standing at the door, Du Anchen was coughing heart-rendingly. After choking on the cold wind, he coughed for a long time.

Tsing Yi and Lan Yi who were hiding in the dark watched silently. Seeing that Du Anchen's face was flushed from coughing, Tsing Yi shook his head: "Tsk, it doesn't look like consumption. Why are you so weak?"

Lan Yi glanced at him and said nothing.

"Hey, do you think he will cough to death here?"

Lan Yi: "...if he dies, you and I won't be able to pay back when we go back."

"Too."

Tsing Yi rubbed his chin, thinking about how to make a move, Du Anchen finally got his breath, he beat his chest, and then staggered towards the thatched cottage.

When Du Anchen's figure disappeared at the door, there was another coughing sound in the room.

"No, I have to take a look when I have a chance. This man is very sick. I looked at his face, and there are faint signs of poisoning."

Lan Yi listened to his muttering without saying a word, and never took his eyes off the thatched cottage for a moment.

Tsing Yi muttered to herself for a long time, seeing him ignoring her, she suddenly felt bored, reached out to touch her nose, but it was cold, and forgot that she was still wearing a mask.

He withdrew his hand in embarrassment, glanced at the cold mask in blue, and snorted: "Every time I go on a mission with you, it's boring, and you don't talk, like a lump of wood, but every time the boss asks me to be with you, I don't know what to think."

Lan Yi turned a deaf ear to Tsing Yi's talkativeness, he had long been used to it.

The sky is gradually darkening, and the winter days are short. Once the sky is darkening, it will soon be dark, and the twilight is everywhere, and the surrounding thatched cottages are smoking in twos and threes.

The cold wind howled, and the smoke from the cooking was blown away not long after it came out. The waning moon slanted across the sky like a hook, surrounded by a few cold stars.

Lan Yi looked at it and frowned: "Maybe it's going to snow."

Tsing Yi looked up, and happened to see a cloud drifting over, covering the moon, and the surroundings instantly became darker, "Well, it seems to be."

The two communicated with each other, seeing Du Anchen's room lit up, Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows, "Guess, will something happen tonight?"

Lan Yi didn't guess, he held his breath and listened to the movement in all directions. After a while, he suddenly raised his palm, and then pointed to Du Anchen's room: "Someone is coming."

……

After Du Anchen came back, he lay in bed all afternoon. He was awakened by the cold wind at night, and then he got up to light a fire for warmth.

There was not much firewood in the house. Du Anchen sat by the stove, feeling worried for a while. He didn't have much money in his hand, and he might not be able to survive this winter. Originally, he could still work as an accountant and earn some money to subsidize his family. Ever since he contracted the wind and cold, his body is getting worse day by day, and he coughs to death if he speaks a few more words, who would dare to use him?

I'm afraid he has tuberculosis, how can he infect others?
In desperation, he had no choice but to go home to recuperate. Seeing a doctor and getting medicine cost the most money. His family was poor, so how could he afford such spending?
Looking at the jumping flames, Du Anchen let out a long sigh.

His stomach growled twice, Du Anchen got up and took out two eggs from a small basket in the corner, intending to throw them into the pot to cook and eat.

He had just stood up when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the yard.

With a twitch of his eyelids, what Xiao Yu said appeared in his mind again, and he even blinked at himself...

not good!

Du Anchen vaguely felt that he had made a big mistake today, he shouldn't have gone to the Prince Regent's Mansion!
However, before he could regret it, someone suddenly ran over and kicked open the door of his room. Du Anchen's heart tightened and he hurriedly backed away.

I saw five or six big men blocking my door, staring at me fiercely, with sticks in my hands.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Du Anchen continued to back up until his heels touched the back wall. There was no way to back off. He swallowed in a panic.

"on!"

The big man looked like a hooligan, but his style of doing things was obviously more vicious, and he didn't say why, so he surrounded Du Anchen in the middle.

"Do you want money? My house is bare and I have nothing!"

"Hmph, who cares about your two coins? Today, we are here to kill you!"

Du Anchen had already guessed in his heart, but when he heard what they said, his scalp tightened and his pupils shrank.

Sure enough, it's not that simple, Shizi was warning himself before, but unfortunately he didn't understand.

Who actually wants his own life?

Above the world...

Seeing that he was still in a daze at the moment of life and death, the big man in the head sneered: "Your life is about to die, and you are still thinking about things here, you are really stupid!"

As he spoke, he swung his fist at Du Anchen's stomach, and Du Anchen hurriedly smashed the egg out of his hand.

"Snapped--"

The egg fell on the big man's face, the shell was torn apart, and the egg white and yolk were mixed together and flowed down, "Ouch—you brat, how dare you hit me!"

Du Anchen took advantage of the confusion, relying on his thin body, squeezed out from the middle of the big man with punches and kicks, and was hit on the face and body several times. He didn't care about anything else, and only one thought remained in his mind: run!
"Stop, where are you going!"

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death! Give it to me! You can't let him run out of this yard today, or we won't be able to eat and walk around!"

"Stop! You son of a bitch!"

Listening to their yelling and cursing, Du Anchen keenly grasped one point - can't eat and walk around?Someone ordered them to come, this person should have a lot of background!
He ran to the stove, kicked away the wood piled on the ground, pulled out the burning firewood, and waved it fiercely in front of him: "Help! Come! Help!"

He ran out while shouting, but he knew in his heart that there were old, weak, sick and disabled people here, and no one could save him.

He ran to the door, tripped over the threshold, and almost fell out headfirst. Du Anchen grabbed the door frame in a panic, and a big man took the opportunity to catch up and grabbed his hand. The sturdy rag jacket was torn in half in an instant.

Half of his arms are exposed, white and thin, and he looks similar to a woman.

A big man laughed suddenly: "Look at the appearance of this kid's delicate skin and tender flesh."

Several people looked at each other: "Hey, don't say it, it's pretty pretty."

Du Anchen was taken aback, met the wanton and naked gazes of the previous few people, quickly threw the torch in his hand to the opposite side, and was about to run out.

Suddenly someone kicked him from behind.

"Ok!"

Du Anchen didn't notice it for a while, and fell forward to the ground. Snowflakes fell one after another, like a dirge, falling on his head. His eyes were so cold that he shivered.

it's over...

These two words echoed infinitely in his heart.

Do I want to die in such an unclear and dirty way today?
"Hey - what's going on, why did the fight start?"

When a man's voice came, Du Anchen suddenly looked up.

(End of this chapter)