He was carrying a bag of rice balls, a handful of mutton skewers and pastries in his hands.
"Well, it's okay now, let's eat." Ling An put the food on the wooden pile.
As if he was afraid that Qiao Qixin and the others would refuse to eat, he took the lead in taking some rice balls and meat skewers and ate them in front of them.
Qiao Qixin and Liu Zhan looked at each other, and Liu Zhan nodded slightly.
At this time, the sky was getting dark and it was still dark. Qiao Qixin and Liu Zhan finished eating the food and meat skewers brought by Ling An.
After eating, Qiao Qixin took a piece of mung bean cake and gnawed it.
Since there were only two people in the room, Ling An and Liu Zhan, and they were not people who paid much attention to etiquette, no one cared about Qiao Qixin's actions.
Ling An groped into the house in the dark.
Qiao Qixin tried her best to squint her eyes, trying to see clearly what Ling An was going to do.
I saw him bend down and pull out a few small wooden stakes from somewhere, as if by magic.
Then put the small wooden piles together, and then spread the borrowed quilt on top.
In this way, a simple small bed was born.
Immediately, Ling An followed the same pattern and made a second simple small bed.
He yawned, took off his coat, and lay down on his small bed.z.br
Just as he was about to fall asleep, Ling An suddenly stood up and turned to look at Qiao Qixin and Liu Zhan.
Qiao Qixin felt a little frightened when Ling An looked at her, "What's wrong? What are you looking at us for?"
Ling An straightened her long, disheveled hair and said, "Aren't you both still sleeping? It's already so dark."
He paused and then added, "I don't have an oil lamp for you two to light."
Qiao Qixin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Liu Zhan.
Liu Zhan hesitated for a moment, then took off his coat and lay down on the simple bed.
"Ah...this..."
Qiao Qixin looked at the simple little bed that was left, silently pushed the bed to the other side, then took off her coat as quietly as possible and lay down on it.
The wooden pile was so hard that even if there were several layers of quilts, Qiao Qixin could still feel the pain in her back.
She couldn't help but sigh, and silently comforted herself for the past few days.
Just when Qiao Qixin was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard a voice coming from behind her, "Are you asleep?"
The sound was neither loud nor quiet, but it was suitable for testing.
Qiao Qixin's consciousness was awakened by the voice, but she did not respond. Instead, she closed her eyes to see what Ling An was going to do.
But the voice didn't sound like Ling An's. Could it be that someone else was here?
Qiao Qixin forced herself to suppress her curiosity and close her eyes.
"Sir, they seem to have all fallen asleep."
Young Master?
Qiao Qixin was confused.
This time the voice sounded even less like Ling An.
"Let's explore again." Another said angrily.
Qiao Qixin was even more confused.
Why is there more than one here?
The sound of footsteps came from behind, and Qiao Qixin could feel the vibration of the ground.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer to her. Qiao Qixin's hands that were huddled under the quilt were silently clenched, her nails digging into her palms, using pain to ensure her emotional stability.
Vaguely, Qiao Qixin felt like a person was standing in front of her.
She could hear the man's heavy breathing and the sound of clothes and fabrics rubbing against each other.
"Hello."
Qiao Qixin felt a finger touch her nose.
She pinched her palms tightly and resisted the urge to open her eyes.
"I know you are awake and your eyelashes are moving."
Qiao Qixin was startled and almost opened her eyes.
No, it's so dark, he can't possibly see my face clearly.
Secretly calming her mind, Qiao Qixin lay on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she had really fallen asleep.
The man seemed to straighten up.
He stood next to Qiao Qixin for a while, then returned to "Young Master" and reported back, "Sir, the painter is asleep."
"Young Master, so are Ling An and Young Master Liu."
another said humanely.
Qiao Qixin's eyes moved slightly.
Oops, three more came.
She pricked up her ears and listened more carefully.
"Okay, lock the door and burn this place down while they are sleeping!" the young man said in a low voice.
Oh haha.
Qiao Qixin silently lit a sky lantern for herself, Ling An and Liu Zhan - even though the fire hadn't started yet.
The three people exited the hut and closed the door.
Qiao Qixin opened her eyes, and immediately heard the sound of a chain locking the door.
There are no windows in this house, only a door.
Qiao Qixin sat up from the bed and looked at the three vague figures outside the door.
"Liu Zhan...huh?" Qiao Qixin sneaked to Liu Zhan's bedside and was about to wake him up, but found that Liu Zhan had already opened his eyes.
Looking at Ling An again, Ling An had already sat up from the bed, with an ugly look on his face.
Just as Qiao Qixin was about to speak, Ling An put her index finger in front of her lips, signaling her to stop talking.
"Stab it——"
A fire broke out outside the door.
The house that had been doused with fuel for a long time was instantly covered in flames.
Qiao Qixin looked at the two people still sitting on the bed and asked, "Are we still not leaving?"
At this time, thick black smoke had seeped into the house through the crack in the door.
Ling An still gently put her index finger in front of her lips, "Be obedient and lie down for a while."
"What?" Qiao Qixin wondered.
Liu Zhan also looked at Qiao Qixin and nodded.
Qiao Qixin frowned slightly, but still obeyed the two of them and lay back on the bed.
Clutching the quilt, Qiao Qixin still felt uneasy.
Why can't I leave when I can?
The billowing smoke was invading every air. At this time, it had filled the entire room. After a while, the fire would burn in.
Qiao Qixin covered her mouth and nose with the quilt to delay the inhalation of smoke.
Wait a little longer, wait a little longer and I will run.
Qiao Qixin secretly thought.
She doesn't want to die here, even if she cooperates, she must be restrained.
In just a few breaths, the door of the house was suddenly kicked open violently.
Then a sound of thunder and clanging came from outside.
"City Lord! The young one is late!"
A loud roar came from the door.
The next second, Qiao Qixin was lifted from the bed with the blanket attached.
"Um???"
She sat up in confusion and found that four soldiers, each carrying a horn, carried her out of the fire house.
The raging fire completely engulfed the hut.
Many people in the city ran out of their homes. When they saw that it was Ling An's house that was burned, they all cursed angrily.
"What kind of *** actually burned our city lord's head!"
"Yes! This matter must be investigated thoroughly! We can't just let it go in a daze!"
"Damn it, I caught him, I have to beat him to death!"
The soldiers carrying Qiao Qixin put her on the side of the road, and then Liu Zhan was also carried out and placed next to her.
Qiao Qixin sat on the quilt and wrapped the quilt around her body, still covering herself.
"Don't understand?" Liu Zhan said, handing Qiao Qixin the clothes she had left inside.
Qiao Qixin:!
She took it, got into the quilt, put her clothes on, and then walked out.
Qiao Qixin stood silently against the wall.
Liu Zhan put on his coat and stood aside.
For some reason, Ling An hasn't been carried out yet.
"Before going to bed, Ling An told me that Jiang Ai
There may be some action tonight."
"What? Jiang Ai?" Qiao Qixin said in surprise.
"Shh, keep your voice down." Liu Zhan reminded, "Yes, it's Jiang Ai."
"He, wasn't he captured by Ling An's people and given medicine? How could he still..."
Qiao Qixin frowned, her heart was like a knotted mess, and she couldn't figure out a single clue.
"Yes, he was arrested and given drugs." Liu Zhan lowered his eyes, "But at night, he was rescued."
"What?" Qiao Qixin was even more confused, "Isn't his family already in decline? How come someone still rescued him?"
"I don't know about this. It's just that after the decline of Jiang Ai's family, he has been coveting the position of Ling An's city lord, so he has repeatedly searched for people to bring Ling An down."
Liu Zhan paused and said, "That's what Ling An told me."
"When did it happen? Why didn't I know?" Qiao Qixin frowned.
Haven't these two people never left my side? How did Liu Zhan talk to Ling An so much?
Doubtful, puzzled.
Very confused and confused.
"You seemed to be asleep at the time, so you didn't participate or hear it."
"How could it be? I obviously slept after you..."
The further he talked, the weaker Qiao Qixin's voice became.
Could it be that I really remembered it wrong?
Qiao Qixin frowned and tapped her head.
"City Lord! City Lord, are you okay?"
At this time, Ling An, whose face was covered in black and gray, was carried out.
His hair was still dripping with water, as if he had been accidentally injured by the water when putting out the fire.
Ling An looked weak, standing on the ground being supported by a soldier, coughing violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.
Qiao Qixin was confused.
"Isn't he also awake? Why is he still like this?"
Liu Zhan heard this and did not explain. He just shook his head and motioned to Qiao Qixin to carefully watch Ling An's next operation.
Qiao Qixin looked at Ling An.
Ling An was still coughing, and he reluctantly stopped until he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
When the people of Lin'an City around saw him vomiting blood, they were all very anxious. They stepped forward to surround Ling An one by one. Several doctors in the city were called over either voluntarily or by the people's greetings.
The doctor surrounded Liu Zhan in the center and took his pulse. Several women brought new untouched quilts from their homes and wrapped Ling An in to prevent him from catching a cold.
There were also a few girls who even ignored etiquette and used towels to wipe Ling An's hair frantically.
For a time, the people seemed to be twisted into a rope, taking care of Ling An in an orderly manner.
After a while, hot brown sugar ginger tea was brought over, and Ling An was forced to drink several mouthfuls.
"City Lord! The arsonist is here!" An angry shout came from not far away.
Hearing the news, several sturdy soldiers walked over, pressing down on the skinny three people.
"Hurry up!" the soldier urged dissatisfiedly.
Qiao Qixin squinted her eyes and looked carefully. Isn't it that one of the people being pressed was Jiang Ai?
"Is that Jiang Ai?"
Afraid that she might not see clearly, Qiao Qixin turned to ask Liu Zhan at the side.
Liu Zhan crossed his arms across his chest and nodded when he saw Qiao Qixin looking at him.
"Are you the bitch who burned down our city lord's house?" An uncle rolled up his sleeves and came to Jiang Ai angrily.
"Ling An is not the city lord! The city lord of Lin'an City only has the surname Jiang!!" Jiang Ai shouted loudly.
Everyone frowned, and then they all said angrily.
"What are you talking about?"
"Who is the Jiang family? How long has he oppressed us people? It's hard to say!"
"Are you a descendant of the Jiang family? That little brat who refuses to accept Lingcheng's main medicine? Bah!"
"How dare you be dissatisfied with City Lord Ling? If it weren't for City Lord Ling, you would have died long ago.
went!"
The common people scolded Jiang Ai with every word he said.
Qiao Qixin looked at Liu Zhan, "Didn't you say that the Lord of Yuan Jiang City was an upright official? How come these people reacted so strongly when they saw his descendants?"
Liu Zhan glanced at Qiao Qixin and said, "Have you forgotten? There are rumors that City Lord Jiang is a corrupt official. The people of Lin'an City were not having an easy time before. Naturally, City Lord Jiang was blamed."