The woman in Tsing Yi held an umbrella and went down the steps, hearing a miserable scream.

It was Huai Sleeve, who killed the outsider......

"Stay—" looked at her with a hint of sadness in his eyes. The woman stood outside, shaking her head in agony, begging her sleeve to let her go.

"Smack!" The woman in Tsing Yi was shocked, his hand pierced into a nail, which he had pierced himself.

The woman's heart softened, she had never seen such a heartbroken person. The rain from the eaves fell on the steps, ticking and ticking, and people felt chills in their hearts. The flowers bloomed and thanked, and there was a dead silence all around. She took out the anesthetic and put it on him, and the wound didn't hurt anymore, but it still hurt. There is no way to do this with anesthetics.

"What can I get from you?" Smile wistfully.

The woman carried him down to the second floor of the hall and rested with him in the idle house. Bypassing the courtyard on the fourth or fifth floor, he came to the building here, and seven or eight miscellaneous servants rushed out from it, and the people were confused, and hurriedly carried their sleeves in, and from then on, the woman in Tsing Yi became his servant......

One of the servants is called "Broken Bowel". The Broken Intestine Man took Dou Hanshan to his room, and when he got there, he slammed the door shut, leaning against the door like a walking corpse.

"You know what? He's not human. He's a monster, we're all scared of him, how can we live this kind of frightened life!" The disemboweled man sobbed as he spoke. The disemboweled man was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was an apprentice with a sleeve, and he was whipped by his master every day, and he took off his shirt to show her.

As they spoke, they heard a wail.

The two of them rushed out and rushed to the master.

"Get out!" The disemboweled man was hit in the front by an iron rod and fell to the ground, bleeding from his forehead.

Hanshan pointed to her forehead, she couldn't speak, who could survive this kind of day? But it was too late, it was still a step too late, because the blow was heavy, and the stick was merciless, like a heart with a sleeve. The servants threw his shell into the fire, turned and dispersed, except for Hanshan who wept silently.

"Come and sit on my lap." Arms are outstretched. Hanshan felt that this wicked man also had a hint of humanity, so she still sat down.

"You know, what I'm most afraid of is that you leave me......" Holding Han Shan's hand in his arms, he looked ahead in a trance. There are some things in the world that are absolutely exceptional, and if you don't cherish it, you can't get it back......

She looked like Huai Ling was only in her early twenties, but she was such a human-faced beast.

Hanshan just sat on his lap, and there was a smirk in his ears, and the Huai Lingren slowly straightened her hair, "It's just a beauty carved from ice, that's all." Sleeve smiled.

When Han Shan heard him say this, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

"You can only see, nothing at all." She knew that Huai Lingren would not look down on her at all.

Huai Lingren, you self-harm, you are really a madman!

On a rainy day, the lights were turned on early, and at night it rained heavily, and thunder rumbled, crackling on the doors and windows. The lights were dim, and Hanshan went out to fetch food for him. The woman is dressed in green clothes and holds an umbrella, all the plays are called "dining halls" in the dining place, hundreds of tables and chairs are placed in it, here is the most lively when it comes to the meal, the master of the courtyard sits in the middle, and then the seats are divided according to the hierarchy, the actors should be as elegant as the women, and they will lead the fight when something goes wrong. Several men carried the cauldron into the "dining hall", lined up in turn, the master of the courtyard ate the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, the actors could not eat meat, and the meal was green vegetables. Because tomorrow is a dinner party, they are in charge of one of the largest theaters in the capital, and they have to serve rich sons from all over the world, and the emperor may come to listen to the drama in person. The owner of the courtyard reluctantly accepted the fish and meat, and in order to serve the good lords, he could only barely do a good thing tonight - eat fast! I have to practice at night, tomorrow Liu Ye will celebrate his birthday, and the owner of the hospital can't lose face for his old man.