As a sweetheart in the palm of your hand

Chapter 228 Bai Xi Returns
It's not a good character to be startled. He immediately took off his pants, bare his legs, and picked up the shackles in front of him. He was still wearing court clothes on his upper body. He didn't care. He just stood on the car board and asked,
"Which one just said it was just for fun. Come on, whether to go to the government or not."

With that said, he got out of the carriage and played with the shackles, like a corrupt official, as if he wanted to take one if he saw one.

Several people immediately closed their mouths.

"The official said 400 taels is 400 taels." Seeing Jing Luo put away the shackles and got on the carriage, one person said.

Jing Luo snorted coldly, "Let's go. Lead the way." As he said that, the man who glared at the muscular man got on the carriage.

inside the carriage,

Bai Xi, who was kneeling on the edge of the bed, looked at him and said, "Put on your pants, or I'll ask you to sleep with me."

His entire face was flushed red, and his hands were tucked underneath, looking anxious.

"Wear it, I'll wear it right away, sir. Tell me, is the one who chased you an idiot who used aphrodisiacs to attack people." Jing Luo said while putting on his pants.

"Are you stupid?" Bai Xi stretched out a hand to paw him and asked.

"No no no. Not stupid." Shocked and begging for mercy.

Bai Xi sat up with a cold snort, washed his hands and began to treat the wounds all over his body.

"Brother Bai, when will you fly an eagle to the Lord, ask?" Xu Yi asked.

"Let's talk about it, the people in this car are more injured, fly again, or they will all be beaten." Bai Xi prevaricated, while sitting back.

"You will be beaten too?"

A man in black robes asked, all of them in black robes knew that Bai Xi was the celebrity in front of Tan Sihan,
I'm definitely used to it, spoiled by it.

"Nonsense." Bai Xi said angrily.

Don't look at the number of people, there are only two carriages and one prison cart, but there are quite a few of them. If you count them, it will cost half a hundred.

In a few words, he came to the front,
Everyone got out of the carriage, Bai Xi was wearing a robe, a pair of underpants, and his upper body was naked,

He handed over the money to Ren Yazi, looked around and asked, "Is there anyone living on the opposite side?"

"The one who lives here is a two-in and two-out man. I just moved in in the evening, and a group of about ten people were detained to death. Tell me, I paid one hundred and fifty for two in and two out. How can there be such a thing?"

Ren Yazi glanced at the doorway.

"En." Bai Xi agreed, and followed everyone into the room.

Ren Yazi looked at a group of people,

They are all wounded and disheveled, but the clothes on their bodies, as well as the things they carry and use

They are all high-quality products, Daqi, Daman, and Dayu are all missing, I just feel strange, but I dare not ask more...

early morning.

It was very quiet in the room, Tan Sihan sat up and drew the curtain, no one outside heard it, and naturally no one stepped forward.

He paced out,
Han Han was sleeping shirtless under the quilt, and the quilt was riding under him.

Qin Sihan looked at his body without hesitation,

There are wounds on the chest and back, knife wounds, whip wounds, and even wounds that have been bitten by something else, like wounds that have been dug by something else,

There is no good place.

Tan Sihan couldn't stand it anymore, looked up, Han Han's eyes were closed, his eyebrows flickered, he couldn't lie down,
"Since you're awake, get up, don't pretend, and go out with me." Tan Sihan said and already walked out first.

Han Han picked up his clothes and went outside, keeping up with his clothes while still moving quickly.

"These injuries are all from training?"

The two went down the steps along the corridor and went up to the gate.

"No." Han Han said calmly.

"Where did it come from?" Tan Sihan asked the bottom line.

"Some, as long as the subordinates have memories, more are left in the Colosseum, not many are left during training, and they have not been injured since then." Han Han only followed step by step, answering Very straightforward, like telling a story again instead of talking about my past.

"The Colosseum?" Tan Sihan asked in a daze.

"Yes, my subordinates grew up in the Colosseum. When they were eight or nine years old, they fought fierce beasts on the field. When they first went to the Shadow Pavilion, no children were willing to approach their subordinates." Han Han looked at Tan Sihan and wanted to know , Just one sentence.

During the conversation, the two had already reached the gate, opened the door, and saw a person squatting at the opposite door,

Seeing them turn around as soon as they came out, enter the door, close the door, and move in one go, obviously unwilling to be polite to them.

"I'm sorry for you." Tan Sihan patted his shoulder,

After thinking about it, when he was eight or nine years old, he still cared about fighting grasshoppers with the royal highnesses.

"It's actually not bitter. At least there is no intrigue there. As long as you have your fists, you can survive." Han Han looked at the back and said.

Tan Sihan nodded, for this kind of one-sidedness, he likes more mental work than physical work.

"What are you looking at?" Tan Sihan asked.

"The subordinates always feel that the back just now is very familiar." Han Han turned his head and said.

Tan Sihan nodded, and the two of them walked into the alley. It was a snack street, and they were all selling food. At this point, there were all kinds of breakfasts.

The sound of shouting and discussion is endless.

"Have you heard that Da Yu has become a reserve. Da Qi has become a vassal state of Da Yu." A man who looked like a scholar held a deep-fried dough stick in one hand while muttering to the person at the same table,

"I heard that the old emperor of Daman is weak in the past three to five days. If the new emperor is aggressive, then we Daman may not be safe." Another man with foresight said.

Four people gathered around the table, talking to each other, chirping.

"That's the matter of the generals. We only need to be named on the gold list." Another scholar said.

"Every official in Daman and the emperor is a grasshopper on the line." The one who said that Daman was uneasy just now said with a bowl of soy milk.

"Boss, one vegetarian bun, one red bean porridge. What do you eat?" Tan Sihan turned to a nearby table and sat down and asked.

"Subordinates can do anything."

"What joy is there?"

"Sweet mouth." Han Han replied.

"Two buns with sugar, and one pumpkin porridge." Tan Sihan looked at the boss who came to do the bookkeeping and said,

The boss came down, Qin Sihan found some taels of silver and handed it to the boss, the boss gave the change with a smile and left.

"Come on, you share your worries. Do you want to use you? Yesterday, Mister said that you memorized the four books and five classics." The person holding the fried dough stick said.

As soon as these words came out, the table was full of laughter.

"..."

Qin Sihan listened and ate while eating. After finishing the bun in his hand, he sipped the porridge and watched Han Han eat and drink.

Every move is very beautiful, as if it was carved out of a mold.

"Who taught you this etiquette?" He asked as he watched him eat the buns in his hands and prepare to serve the porridge.
He stopped and said, "Brother Bai found the foster mother, took a ruler, and stared at it step by step."

After finishing speaking, he continued to drink.

Tan Sihan nodded, he knew that the ruler was not only used for measuring standards, but also for beating people.

　Mid-Autumn Festival, more today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)