Ten miles did not let everyone go, and each stick hit them right on their backbones, and they kicked one after the beating. The shot was unceremoniously, the force was not light, and the mouth kept scolding.

Those family members did not dare to fight back because of the presence of King Huai, so they could only be beaten and crying for mercy. But no one paid any attention to it.

After Shili dealt with them all, he wanted to beat them again, but was stopped by Ren Yun. It's good to have the lesson to the end.

Only then did King Huai say indifferently: "Arson in front of the door, with bad intentions." Send them directly to the government and hand them over to Du Yin, and don't let their master go. ”

"King Huai's life, spare your life!"

The housekeepers covered the sore spots on their bodies, rolled up from the ground with blue noses and swollen faces, and kowtowed vigorously and begged for mercy.

With a wave of his hand, Ren Yun asked his subordinates to twist them up and drag them towards the yamen.

King Huai didn't bother to pay attention to those voices begging for mercy, walked straight past them, and asked Shili: "Where is Ah Chang?" ”

"I'm still in there and haven't come out." Shili threw the stick in his hand and followed King Huai in a few steps, "King Huai, you have to persuade Ah Chang well, Ah Chang listens to you in addition to listening to the words of the lord." By the way, what about the fasting master? ”

"He's been back to the Xuanling Temple recently. Ah Chang didn't come out for a long time, and you didn't go in to have a look? King Huai frowned slightly, "You're not afraid that she will find a short-term meeting?" ”

"No, Ah Chang won't look for a short-term vision." Ten miles of certainty.

King Huai couldn't help but believe in the truth and reliability of this sentence.

Shili said: "I'm afraid that she will get sick inside, and this time it seems to make her sad." I haven't sold paintings before, and I've never seen her like this. ”

"The nature of the two is different."

There was an inaudible sigh in King Huai's voice, but he had a different view of Chang Le.

I always thought that painting was a way for her to make a living. Seeing that she doesn't draw serious every day, she only thinks about drawing some booklets that can't get on the table, and thinks that she only loves this aspect, is a layman, and has nothing to offer. Those charcoal drawings are also drawn to attract customers for novelty.

But now it seems that painting those brochures is probably forced to be helpless. Painting must also have an unusual meaning for her. Otherwise, how could she be deeply affected by Feng Ge Lao's comments, close the store and not come out?

In particular, after reading the "Eight Horses", King Huai confirmed that Chang Le's attitude towards painting was not perfunctory. She also has her own passions and pursuits.

Shili didn't understand the difference. Led King Huai to the door of the room, she knocked lightly on the door and said, "Ah Chang, King Huai is here." ”

There was no movement in the room.

"Ah Chang, a few rabbit cubs were burning paintings in front of our door just now, do you want to come out and beat them up?"

Shili changed his way to test it, thinking that Chang Le's violent temper would definitely rush out.

There was still no movement inside.

"Are you sure your master didn't look for a short time?" Seeing this, King Huai asked leisurely.

"No, it won't!"

This time, Shili didn't dare to guarantee it, and hurriedly pulled Wuze next to him, panicked, and his tears were red.

"Open the door and see if Ah Chang is okay!"

Wu Ze glanced at King Huai faintly, knowing that he was trying to find a reason to break in. But I also felt that it was not good to let Chang Le stuff in the room all the time, so he stepped forward and kicked the door open fiercely.

"Bang"!

After the movement, Shili rushed in first. It was very dark inside, and she didn't see anything at her feet for ten miles, and she tripped over a stool, and the whole person fell to the ground, and she screamed in pain.

King Huai's eyes had already inspected the situation in the house, and he vaguely didn't see Chang Le's shadow, knowing that it was probably in the inner room. Helplessly, he glanced at Shili's clumsiness, and saw that Wuze had stepped forward to pull her up, so he entered the inner room.

Shili was just about to continue groping into the house, but Wu Ze pulled her helplessly, and said expressionlessly: "You better light two candles first." ”

"Oh."

Shili responded in a daze, his voice was still full of crying, and he was just about to move when he was pressed to the chair by Wuze.

Wu Ze sighed and said, "You still sit down, I'll go and order." ”

Because King Huai has practiced martial arts since he was a child, his eyesight is much better. Through the faint light of the window paper, I finally found the figure on the bed, and I was silently relieved in my heart, and walked to the side of the bed with tears and laughter.

Let's just say that no matter what happens to her, she won't seek death.

Probably a little annoyed by the movement outside, the lump of things on the bed rolled, and the moment Huaiwang's hand touched, a grunt rolled to the inside of the bed. King Huai's hand fell into the air, and he looked at the most of the empty beds, which felt a little familiar.

King Huai, like last time, sat directly on the bed, looked at the tightly covered maggot-like mass with his upper body sideways, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt.

"You sleep like this, and you're not afraid of suffocating yourself?"

He pulled it twice, the quilt was stunned, and the people inside were rolled.

He didn't dare to pull it violently, because he found a pile of clothes piled up at the end of the bed, and he didn't know if Chang Le was wearing clothes or not, for fear that she was such an informal person that she didn't even wear a middle coat. It can only be said that I got her head out first, so that she can breathe.

In fact, King Huai didn't even have the idea of comforting her, and he didn't know whether she was sad or not.

After sleeping all afternoon, I still remember to take off my clothes, no matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like I was deeply shocked.

Aren't the people who have been hit sitting on the ground very dejectedly with a few wine jars in their arms, all in a mess?

"If you really want to find a short-term view, hang yourself and drink medicine to wipe your neck, that is not more painful than suffocation, convenient and fast?"

King Huai continued to pull the edge of the quilt, and this time he pulled it out. I felt the hair on the top of her head.

Yes, people still took hairpins and untied their hair before sleeping.

"Ah Chang, how is Ah Chang?"

As two rays of light poured in, Shili's voice also rushed in.

Ten miles or so to find it, the lamp and candle in her hand also swayed left and right with her. The whole inner room was bright and dark, and it was easy to see King Huai sitting on the bed under the traction of Wuze.

The two of them inexplicably felt that there was nothing wrong with this scene, they were used to it, and their brains directly ignored the inappropriateness of shielding, and they were just anxious to have fun.

King Huai frowned, thought about it for a while, and then said, "She's probably just sleepy, let her sleep a little longer, and it may be fine when she wakes up." ”

Shili thought he was joking, twisted his eyebrows and put the lamp and candle in his hand above the bed, confirming that Chang Le was really sleeping, which was relieved, but it was even more strange.

"So Ah Chang is not sad at all?"

From beginning to end, the breathing inside was steady, and there was no fault at all, as if the person in the quilt was really sleeping soundly.

King Huai smiled, got off the bed, and said, "Let's go, this king will also go back to the house first, if there is anything else, come to this king again." ”

"Oh, good." Shili nodded, took one last look at the quilt on the bed, and followed King Huai out of the house.

All the way to the outside of the house, Shili carefully closed the door. Fortunately, Wuze only kicked the deadbolt, and the door could still be closed.

King Huai led Yi Yun, who was guarding the door, to the back door, coming and going in a hurry.

"King Huai is really a lot colder to Ah Chang." Shili looked at the back and sighed, "In the past, King Huai must have guarded and not left, but this time he said he would leave." ”

Wu Ze was indifferent to this, and saw that Shili was about to sit back on the steps with the lamp and candle, so he said, "You go to rest first, I'll just stay here." ”

Hearing this, Shili turned his head and glanced at Wuze. After a moment's thought, as if he had figured out something, his ass stood up again before he could hit the steps.

"Ah Chang is fine, just sleeping, what do we have to guard? Sleep and sleep. ”

As he spoke, Shili patted the dust on his clothes, and walked to the ear room connected to the main room with confidence. Seeing that Wuze hadn't left yet, he was about to persuade him again, but he felt that he cared about him like this, so he immediately held back his words, swaggered into the ear room, and closed the door.

……

At the back door of the Tianjia Painting Workshop, King Huai got into the carriage and picked up the "Eight Horses" painted by Chang Le from the side. This was sent by Ren Yun to the messenger, and he didn't have time to read the news when he heard it, so he took it and looked at it in the car.

Slowly opened the picture scroll for a few minutes, King Huai suddenly said: "Go to the palace saint." ”

……

The Tianjia Painting Workshop fell silent again, and in the main room in the backyard, the person on the bed moved twice, slowly poked his head out of the quilt, took two deep breaths, and his swollen eyes were blank and bloodshot.

There is nothing but endless darkness.

As soon as he heard Ren Yun and Shili shouting that there was a fire somewhere, Chang Le was woken up, and when he was in a daze, there was silence outside. When King Huai and the others came, she was completely awake, but she continued to force herself to sleep with her eyes closed, not wanting to pay attention to their every question.

If King Huai really used brute force to tear open her quilt at that time, then she might have to speak. Because she's really naked. Sleep.

This time, there was silence all around, Chang Le just opened his eyes for a while, and recalled the judgment of that Feng Ge Lao in his head, and what he said just now, someone burned paintings in front of her shop.

I couldn't help but feel down again, my body was getting heavier and heavier, my eyelids were getting stickier and stickier, and I was groggy and had to fall asleep again.

"Girl, if you really feel unwell, get up and go out for a walk, you will suffocate to death if you are bored." The uncle's voice rang out again.

As soon as Chang Le heard Uncle Baili's voice, he felt even more irritable. After she entered the room and bolted the door, Uncle Baili tried to comfort her.

But Uncle Baili's comfort is as heart-piercing as ever, making people more desperate the more they listen. Chang Le ignored him, directly removed his hair, took off his clothes, and hid in the bed to sleep.

Uncle Baili was silent from the time she was about to undress.

Now that he heard Uncle Baili's voice again, Chang Le took off the necklace from his neck, put it to the side, and stuffed his whole head into the quilt again.

Afraid that Uncle Baili would still speak, Chang Le said weakly: "Uncle Baili, I'll just sleep for a while, don't talk." ”

Chang Le is generally depressed and will eat and drink. It's really a big blow, and I will choose to sleep. In her opinion, there is no devastating blow that is not a bad night's sleep, and if it doesn't, it's that you don't sleep long enough.

"Okay, okay, you sleep well, don't bother you." Uncle Baili echoed helplessly, and was completely silent.