General Su looked at the jailer with his back on his face, and his only hope was dashed. Seeing that the porcelain vase was about to reach his mouth, he let out a wail.

"I say! I say! I beg you, do well, let me live! General Su was so frightened that he hurriedly howled.

"Speak quickly!" A casual smile appeared on the corner of Di Renjie's mouth. He let go of the hand that was holding General Su's neck, and his cold eyes were fixed on General Su, as if he was afraid that General Su would play tricks.

After General Su's neck was loosened, he exhaled a few breaths, touched his red neck with his dry fingers, sighed, and raised his hand to wipe the faint tears from the corners of his eyes with his dirty cuffs.

His pale hair was a mess of a chicken nest, and his sunken eye sockets were even more haggard, and he kept his head down, as if this was the most embarrassing appearance of his life.

"It's a long story back then." Old General Su sighed heavily, his cloudy eyes full of melancholy.

Changle Fang

Just after the early morning, there was a rare return to calm in the center of the hall. Ah Li wiped the table in the hall with a red face, she pursed her lips, and her eyes were like autumn water, flickering, extremely cute. Ah Hu followed Ah Li's buttocks, washed the rag diligently, and diligently carried a bucket of clean water and put it at Ah Li's feet.

"Ah Li, don't do these rough jobs, I'll come!" Pei Baohu grinned happily, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

"You're always not serious about your work." Ah Li heard Pei Baohu speak, and forcibly put away the embarrassing situation in her mind that happened to Shou Yu in the morning, and put on a casual appearance.

"How can there be! I'm doing all this physical work! How can there be anything serious and not serious? Pei Baohu smiled, and grabbed the rag in his hand and wiped it on the table. The watermarks he wipes the table are thick and fine, pure and messy, and it depends on luck whether it is clean or not.

"Master Ming loves to be clean, you don't clean these tables and chairs, he will come later, and he will inevitably scold you!" Ah Li smiled lightly and continued to wipe the table in front of him seriously. The places she had carefully rubbed were clean, and she wished they could be clear.

"Oops! Ah Li, what are you always afraid of Ming? Pei Baohu put his wrists on his chest and shouted nonchalantly.

"I'm not afraid of him! I don't want you to be scolded! Ah Li rolled his eyes and continued to turn around to wipe the other table.

"Hehe~ I know that only Ah Li is the most considerate of me here! Don't worry, you've said so, I'll keep the table clean, and I won't be scolded! Pei Baohu jumped in front of Ah Li, smiled brightly, and stared at Ah Li happily.

Ah Li was stunned, his eyes moved from Pei Baohu's face to Pei Baohu's feet, Pei Baohu was squatting steadily on the table and smirking at her. Ah Li's face darkened.

"Ahh Ah Li saw Pei Baohu squatting on the table happily, and shouted angrily.

"Stupid Hu! I'm not going to help you anymore! Ah Li threw the rag on Pei Baohu's head, turned around angrily and ran away.

"Ahh Yes! Ah Li! I didn't mean to! Listen to me! ”

"Hey! Ah Li! Don't go! ”

"Ah Li! You're back! I'm wrong, no! Feed! ”

Pei Baohu grabbed the dirty rag on his head, stood up, and shouted loudly at Ah Li's back. As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure at the door vaguely stepping into the door of Changle Fang.

And that figure is none other than Ming Shiyin. Pei Baohu gasped.

"What are you doing on the table?"

Ming Shiyin entered the door and saw Pei Baohu standing on the table, and asked in a cold voice.

Pei Baohu panicked, he shook the rag in his hand, glanced left and right, and quickly opened his mouth to make it up: "I wipe the pillar, wipe the lamp!" Hey~"

The corners of Ming Shiyin's mouth twitched when he heard this. This Pei Baohu stood in the center of the hall, surrounded by wooden pillars at least ten meters away from him. The lantern hanging high in the center of the hall is also seven or eight meters away from the wooden table.

Pei Baohu was looked at by Ming Shiyin and found that something seemed to be wrong, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and laughed embarrassedly twice.

"There's something wrong with IQ."

Ming Shiyin said something expressionlessly, turned sideways, and walked towards the stairs on the side of Changle Fang.

When Pei Baohu heard this, he was so angry that he rolled his eyes at Ming Shiyin. And Ming Shiyin took two steps, remembered that he forgot to ask Li Xin what floor he lived on, he turned around and wanted to ask Pei Baohu, but he saw Pei Baohu rolling his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Ming Shiyin's face sank, and the flowers and leaves of the peony in the magic weapon behind him turned a lot redder in an instant.

"Ahh I have a problem with my eyes! Ah! ”

"Why do you keep turning it yourself? Isn't it stimulated by something? ”

Pei Baohu kept talking in a panic, while rubbing his eyes with his hands recklessly, and he was so scared that he was going to die. He didn't want to be beaten by Ming Shiyin early in the morning.

"Huh~ Really? It's best if you're all like this today. Ming Shiyin's face sank so much that he could condense water.

"Where is the person Yi Xing brought over last night?" Ming Shiyin deliberately stood in place, staring at Pei Baohu.

"Uh... That one.. On the second floor, the third room! Pei Baohu saw Ming Shiyin looking at him, so he had to keep rolling his eyes with a weak heart, his eyes kept rolling around, and he was about to run out of oxygen in his brain.

Ming Shiyin glanced at Pei Baohu coldly, and then slowly turned around and walked over from the side of the stairs. Pei Baohu saw Ming Shiyin turn around. Quickly lowered his head and rubbed his poor eyes with his hands.

"By the way, I'll bring two cups of tea upstairs later." Ming Shiyin's cold and charming voice came from the stairs leisurely. His snow-white figure walked leisurely towards the guest room on the second floor.

"Huh? Good! Pei Baohu was about to cry when he heard this.

Okay, he's going to roll his eyes and deliver tea later, what kind of injustice is it! If I knew it, I wouldn't have lied to Ming Shiyin, it's a big deal to be beaten!

When Pei Baohu thought of really being beaten, he sighed, pondering whether to continue rolling his eyes.

In the guest room on the second floor, Li Xin leaned against the wooden window.

He wears a dark red gown underneath and a black gown over it.

The black and red kaftan is intertwined, and the gradient sense is like a shadow. His long blonde hair was draped down, and there was a hint of exoticism between his sunken eyebrows.

His turquoise eyes blinked, he hadn't been so quiet in a long time. Looking at the prosperous and splendid Chang'an, he suddenly recalled that his mother was from the Western Regions.

With a mixed-race bloodline, he is more good-looking than all the princes of the Li family, and he has a much more noble temperament. It's just a pity that that's just his past.

Li Xin frowned slightly, and his pale and slender fingers flicked on the wood of the window frame.