Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

In the stable, Yan Shu was feeding his horse with fodder with his sleeves rolled up. He gently stroked the horse's smooth mane with one hand, and held the fodder to the horse's mouth with the other.

There were footsteps behind him, Yan Shu looked back and saw that it was Li Changtian, so he nodded lightly.

Li Changtian seemed a little restrained, he laughed dryly and said, "Is this horse yours?"

"Yeah." Yan Shu replied.

"So handsome." Li Changtian walked over and slapped the horse's bridle.

The horse was frightened, and it jumped up and kicked Li Changtian.

Yan Shu scolded, tightened the reins, and yanked the horse's head in a direction to prevent the horse from hurting Li Changtian.

Li Changtian was startled and took a step back.

Yan Shu grabbed the horse's neck and calmed it down.

"I'm sorry, I, I... I didn't mean to..." Li Changtian apologized in a panic.

"Come." Yan Shu said lightly to Li Changtian.

"Ah?" Li Changtian moved over cautiously.

Yan Shu pulled Li Changtian's wrist and placed it on the horse's back: "Shoot here."

Li Changtian hesitated for a moment, then patted and stroked, the horse calmed down for a moment, rubbed its head lightly against Li Changtian, and then slowly chewed the ingredients.

Li Changtian's eyes lit up with joy, and he kept stroking the horse's mane.

"That's right." Li Changtian remembered something and said to Yan Shu, "At the court, Niu San confessed to killing the second girl of the Su family."

"Yeah." Yan Shu nodded, "In the afternoon, the yamen will **** him to parade through the streets to show the public. In this way, your grievances will be completely cleaned up."

Li Changtian smiled and said, "Thank you, but you are really obsessed with the fact that I was wronged."

"Yeah." Yan Shu said softly, he lowered his head and stuffed the horse with a mouthful of fodder, and suddenly said, "My father was wrongfully killed."

"Ah..." Li Changtian was stunned.

When Yan Shu said these words, his tone was calm, but he didn't look like his usual calm.

His attitude was as if he had dug out a finely crafted brocade and jade garment from a dusty wooden box, but the brocade garment was full of holes gnawed by cockroaches, which was a pity and helpless.

Those irreparable holes, although they are in Yan Shu's heart now, are still a long time ago.

"I... I'm sorry to hear... about this." Li Changtian was a little overwhelmed.

"Does your injury still hurt?" Yan Shu raised his eyes and looked at Li Changtian.

"Ah... hurt? Oh, hurt, it's all right, it doesn't hurt anymore." Li Changtian waved his hands again and again.

Yan Shu fastened the horse's reins, put the remaining hay into the manger, and said to Li Changtian, "Let's go, go back to the wing, and look at your injuries."

The two returned to the wing, Yan Shu washed his hands first, then took out a bunch of white porcelain medicine jars from the cloth bag and placed them on the table one by one.

Li Changtian sat on the edge of the bed, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and slipped it onto his arms.

Seeing that the bruises on his body had not completely dissipated, Yan Shu took the ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, poured it into the palm of his hand, and pressed it to the blue and purple place on Li Changtian's waist.

The moment Yan Shu's palm touched Li Changtian's waist, Li Changtian suddenly tensed and shrank into the bed.

"It hurts? I'm sorry." Yan Shu withdrew his hand.

"No...that's right, it's a little cold." Li Changtian hesitated.

Yan Shu nodded, rubbed his heart seriously, and then looked at Li Changtian.

Li Changtian hesitantly moved back to the bed.

Yan Shu put the palm of his hand on Li Changtian's abdomen again, and began to rub the medicine. The strange numbness gradually jumped up Li Changtian's back. He gritted his teeth and tried to endure.

"Well..." Li Changtian endured it for a while, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Yan Shu's wrist, and said, "Forget it, it's still me, I'll do it myself."

Yan Shu paused and said, "But your fingers are still wrapped in cotton cloth..."

"You help me pour the medicine into my hand." Li Changtian stretched out his hand.

Although Yan Shu was puzzled, he didn't speak, just nodded, dug out the ointment from the medicine jar and applied it to Li Changtian's palm, and told him how to apply the medicine.

Li Changtian imitated Yanshu's movements and rubbed the ointment on his body.

Yan Shu looked at him, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "You really don't remember anything except your name? Where did you come from, do you have family, and where do you go?"

Li Changtian shook his head: "I can't remember."

Yan Shu asked again, "Then do you have anything you want to do?"

Li Changtian nodded: "Yes."

"What's the matter?"

"Build a socialist harmonious society and realize the dream of great rejuvenation."

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Seeing Yan Shu's confused expression, Li Changtian laughed softly, and continued to give himself medicine while humming a small tune.

Yan Shu thought Li Changtian was talking nonsense, but he didn't take it to heart, and asked, "How do you feel about leaving Yuzhen?"

"Huh? This town?" Li Changtian didn't understand why Yan Shu suddenly asked this, "It's pretty good, the scenery is beautiful, and the folk customs are simple."

Yan Shu nodded and said again: "Actually, I will..."

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded outside: "Sir Shenxian, I'll bring you lunch."

Yan Shu's words were interrupted, he paused and shouted to the door: "Wait a minute." Then he looked at Li Changtian: "Clothes."

"Right away, right away." Li Changtian hurriedly dressed.

Yan Shu waited for a while, then got up and opened the door of the wing.

Qiao'er stood outside the door holding a wooden tray and said with a smile: "Sir Shenxian, my mother stewed the old hen ginseng soup today, and it was delicious."

"Thank you." Yan Shu nodded with gentle eyes, "Give it to me, you don't need to take it in."

Qiao'er handed Yan Shu the dishes in her hand: "Lord Immortal, eat and drink well."

Yan Shu took the meals into the wing and placed them on the table one by one.

Li Changtian straightened his clothes, walked over, and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"

Yan Shu said, "Eat first and talk later."

"it is good."

Li Changtian's ten fingers were wounded and wrapped around the cloth, and it was inconvenient to hold chopsticks. He held a porcelain spoon and slowly scooped it. Yan Shu finished lunch and looked at him, hesitating to say anything.

Li Changtian looked at his face and smiled: "Want to feed me?"

Yan Shu didn't hear the teasing in Li Changtian's tone, and nodded.

"Forget it, spare me." Li Changtian was overjoyed.

Yan Shu didn't insist, and said, "Just wait until lunch is over, and put the tableware and chopsticks on the table. There will be servants to clean up. If you have bruises on your body, you can apply medicine yourself. Wait for me to come back and help you deal with hand injuries."

After speaking, Yan Shu stood up and wanted to go out.

"Huh." Li Changtian hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth, "Where are you going?"

"Go and inspect the Niu San parade." After Yan Shu finished speaking, he walked out of the wing.

Li Changtian finished his lunch, waited for the servants to collect the leftovers, then smeared ointment on his wounds, and waited boredly for Yan Shu to come back.

Who knew that Li Changtian waited until the dead of night and Yan Shu hadn't returned.

Li Changtian suddenly reacted.

I want to come to Yanshu not only to see Niu San parade, but also to take Niu San away after the parade.

"Inspector..." Li Changtian rested his head with one hand and rested his elbow on the table, muttering these three words.

The candle the size of beans flickered on the table, the wing room was pushed open, and Yan Shu came back.

"Huh? You're back." Li Changtian greeted him, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Yeah." Yan Shu silently hid his right hand behind him, "I wash my face and hands, you first remove the cotton cloth on your fingers."

Li Changtian had actually seen the blood on Yan Shu's right sleeve, he said nothing, nodded, sat back at the table, and slowly removed the cotton cloth from his hand.

Yan Shu washed his hands, sat beside Li Changtian, gently pulled his hand and helped him remove the cotton cloth.

Among them were a few fingers, because the cotton cloth was entangled in the wound and stuck firmly, causing Li Changtian to frown in pain.

Yan Shu glanced at Li Changtian and moved lightly.

"By the way, don't you have something to tell me before you leave?" Li Changtian asked.

"Yeah." Yan Shu nodded.

"The case has been solved, and I'm leaving here early tomorrow morning."