Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

The bright moon is bright at night, and the cold dew is silent.

Li Changtian rushed to the west alley of the capital and slammed the door of Yanshu's mansion.

The one who opened the door was still the virtuous girl from yesterday.

"Ah, it's you." The girl opened the door and smiled softly, "Yan Shu is awake today, you come with me, and I will lead you to see him."

Li Changtian took a deep breath and followed the girl into the mansion. Walking in the small courtyard, he suddenly said, "Girl, may I ask, when did you come here?"

"Me?" The girl turned sideways, a little surprised why Li Changtian asked, "I've been here for half a month."

Li Changtian's face was pale for a moment, he felt a sharp knife stirring in his stomach, stabbed out bloody, and twisted into his lungs and chest, the pain made him unable to breathe.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The girl saw that something was wrong with Li Changtian.

Li Changtian shook his head: "Please show me Yanshu."

"Okay." The girl brought Li Changtian to the front of the wing and knocked gently on the door.

"Please come in." Yan Shu's voice came from inside.

The girl opened the door, smiled and said to Yan Shu, "It's this young master who came to look for you yesterday, and is here again today."

Yan Shu was sitting at the desk with books in his hands, as if he was doing business and reading official documents. He heard the door open, stood up, and said respectfully to the girl, "Excuse me."

"Don't worry, it's just a casual thing, then you talk, I'm busy." The girl smiled, turned around, and left.

The moon fell and the insects chirped, and the wing fell silent for a moment.

In those days when he was stationed on the frontier and put his life on the **** blade, Li Changtian had imagined countless times what it would be like to meet the two of them again.

Several times Hunmeng was with Jun, how could I know what I was looking forward to, but it was such news.

Li Changtian suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

For everything, for yourself.

Yan Shu looked at Li Changtian, his indifferent eyes did not waver, and then there was a little doubt, he frowned slightly, and pressed his right hand to his temple, as if he had a headache.

Li Changtian's hands fell to his side, clenching tightly, he raised his head to look at Yan Shu, his body was trembling, but his voice was so calm that he couldn't hear his emotions: "What? Don't say a word?"

Yan Shu was taken aback: "You..." He hesitated for a while, then asked, "What are you looking for me for?"

Li Changtian smiled and sneered at himself.

He suddenly stepped forward, grabbing Yan Shu by the front of his clothes, and pushing him onto the desk.

Yan Shu never expected that Li Changtian would attack like this. Unprepared, he stumbled, slammed on the desk, and fell to the ground.

The desk fell to the ground, and the books, pencils, and inkstones on it were scattered all over the place, a mess.

"You..." Yan Shu was sullen.

"Get up." Li Changtian stepped forward, grabbed the placket of Yan Shu's chest, and roughly pulled the man up.

Yan Shu stood still, his brows furrowed, and he waved Li Changtian's hand away with one hand.

Without a word, the two of them had already made a few moves close to each other, punching and elbowing each other, knocking over the chair and bookshelf.

Compared with swords and hidden weapons, Li Changtian might not be able to compare to Yan Shu, but he was really not afraid of anyone.

The space in the wing was narrow, and Yan Shu couldn't keep the distance and couldn't get the sword at once. After blocking the elbow, Li Changtian twisted his wrist and pressed himself against the wall.

Li Changtian tightly clamped Yan Shu's hand, pressed his shoulders on his back, and asked, "Are you married?"

The arm was twisted backwards, hurting the shoulder, Yan Shu frowned slightly in pain.

Li Changtian continued to ask, his words were agitated, and he said: "Do you think I will die on the battlefield?"

"Ah no, it doesn't matter if I die or not, I've always been self-indulgent in co-authoring."

"Yeah, you never said you liked me anyway."

As he spoke, Li Changtian's eyes turned red.

He didn't know what he was talking nonsense about, what he was making a fuss about, and he didn't know which anger or sadness came to the bottom of his heart first.

Half a month ago, he was lying in the pile of corpses covered in blood, wondering if Yan Shu had missed him.

But that day, Yan Shu was dressed in a wedding dress, with a tall horse, and married in a spring breeze.

Li Changtian originally thought that after life and death, there would be no further estrangement between the two.

And now, he's been beaten in the head by reality.

"Yan Shu, I don't understand." Li Changtian's voice trembled, and it was not full of anger like the previous sentences, but only mourning, whimpering like a trapped beast, "Are you really reluctant to give an explanation?"

Facing Li Changtian's voices of questioning, Yan Shu had a splitting headache, and after a long time he slowly said, "I..."

However, he only said one word, and he felt that Li Changtian suddenly relaxed.

The cold blade of the long sword pressed against Li Changtian's side neck, forcing him to let go of Yan Shu.

The girl who had left before heard the sound of fighting and turned back. She held a three-foot green blade very calmly, put the sword on Li Changtian's neck silently, and threatened in a cold voice, "Go away, or I will cut you off. Throat."

Li Changtian stepped aside and said nothing.

"Yan Shu, are you alright?" The girl clenched the hilt of her sword, and while watching Li Changtian's movements, she walked up to Yan Shu and asked with concern.

Yan Shu leaned against the wall and used strength to barely stand. He bent down and held his forehead with one hand, showing pain on his face, shook his head and nodded, not knowing what he meant.

"Are you the remnant of the Jackdaws traitorous party?" The girl looked at Li Changtian and asked.

"I'm not." Li Changtian replied calmly.

"Then what is your grudge with Yan Shu?" The girl frowned.

Li Changtian didn't answer, he looked at the girl who was protecting Yan Shu with a weak body, suddenly reached out and grabbed the Jade Pendant that was hanging around his neck, and tugged fiercely.

He tried so hard that a deep red mark was strangled on his neck, which looked extremely painful, but Li Changtian didn't seem to feel the pain and his face was expressionless.

He threw the jade pendant to Yan Shu and left without looking back.

Yan Shu couldn't catch it in time, the jade pendant fell on him and rolled to the ground.

"Who the **** are you?! Ah? You're leaving now?!" The girl watched Li Changtian leave in confusion and shock, she put away her sword and stepped forward to support Yan Shu, "Are you alright? Is your head hurting again? "

Yan Shu gritted his teeth and didn't speak. He leaned over and picked up the jade pendant with Tilian, held it in front of his eyes and scrutinized it carefully. Looking at the word "Peace" on the jade pendant, Yan Shu suddenly shuddered, feeling dizzy, tinnitus and dazzled.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, and the blood on his face faded away, turning pale and pale.

"Yan Shu? Are you okay? Quick, sit down and rest for a while." The girl wanted to help Yan Shu sit down.

Yan Shu shook his head, he clenched his jade pendant tightly, propped up against the wall, and staggered out, chasing in the direction Li Changtian left.

Li Changtian walked out of the mansion in despair and walked in the deserted streets.

It was late at night, and there was no one around, except for the cool moon above my head.

As Li Changtian walked, he touched his strangled neck, and then stretched out his hand to hold his chest.

It hurts, **** it.

Li Changtian took a deep breath, but his eyes gradually turned red.

He put his hands on his eyes, trying to calm down the mess.

Suddenly, someone rushed over and hugged him tightly from behind.

Li Changtian was stunned.

The man had the familiar sandalwood and acacia incense, and his warm embrace was the same as the warmth he had when he embraced Li Changtian before.

His arms were taut, as if he was afraid that Li Changtian would suddenly disappear.

"Changtian, I'm sorry." His voice was astringent and hoarse, trembling slightly, like a handful of yellow sand on the scorched frontier, "I'm sorry."

Li Changtian's voice was also low and hoarse. He said, "Yan, you are already married, so what you say now is meaningless."

Yan Shu tightened his arms a little more, and held Li Changtian tightly in his arms.

He said: "Half a month ago, the emperor wanted me to marry the third princess. In order to refuse, I said that I was married. Who knew that this matter would spread..."

Li Changtian: "...Ah?"

"what????!!"

Given three more brains, he would never have imagined that this was the case.

Li Changtian turned around in Yan Shu's arms and faced Yan Shu, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Then what happened to the girl in your mansion?"

"She's a doctor, and she's treating my illnesses and wounds. We are both innocent and we can learn from the world!" Yan Shu said urgently, for fear that Li Changtian would not believe it.

"Healing the wound?" Li Changtian grabbed the key, "What's wrong with you?"

"The day that Shuofang attacked at night, he injured his shoulder." Yan Shu said.

"What?! Not yet? It's been four months. Could it be because of Bei Di's poison?" Li Changtian asked.

That was the injury Yan Shu suffered for him.

Yan Shu nodded: "Changtian, Beidi's poison is still unsolved. I often forget people and things for a short time, and I feel sleepy and lethargic. Just now, I just couldn't think of you all of a sudden."

"Temporary amnesia?" Li Changtian seemed to hear something incredible.

Yan Shu thought Li Changtian didn't believe it, and said quickly.

"Someone can testify for me!"

After all, Yan Shu took Li Changtian to the mansion.

A moment later, Yanshu's mansion.

In the messy wing room, furniture, documents and inkstones were scattered all over the place, a mess.

A chair was lifted up, Li Changtian was sitting on the chair, and Miss Zisu was bandaging his neck.

"Oh, you told me your name was Li Changtian earlier, how could there be so many oolongs." Miss Zisu smiled, "If I knew you were Li Changtian, I would have let you into the mansion on the first day."

"Do you recognize me?" Li Changtian remembered that he had made a mess just now, scratched his head, and felt a little embarrassed.

"I know it, how could I not recognize it." Miss Zisu lowered her head, rummaged through the documents, picked out a few pieces of silk paper, and handed it to Li Changtian, "Here."

Li Changtian was about to take it and look at it when Yan Shu suddenly stepped forward and took the silk paper without saying a word.

Li Changtian looked confused: "Huh?"

Miss Zisu said with a smile: "Oh yo? How can someone who is clear and cold still be shy? Come on, it's this one, not that one. I gave it to the wrong one on purpose just now, hold it tight! Don't be caught by it again! Robbed!"

Yan Shu: "…"

Li Changtian took a look and was surprised to see his name written all over the silk paper.

Some of the handwriting is delicate, but some are crooked, as if written in a very poor state.

"When Yan Shu has a headache, just write your name, and write several sheets at a time." Miss Zisu said.

"Headache?" Li Changtian raised his head.

"Yeah, the poison in his body is very troublesome." Miss Zisu stretched out one hand and pointed her fingers one by one, "Drowsiness, short-term memory loss, mental distress, all of which are fine, I'm afraid he has a headache, a few The second time he hit his head against the wall in pain, I was so frightened that I knocked him unconscious!"

Li Changtian suddenly turned to look at Yan Shu.

Yan Shu said lightly: "It's not so exaggerated, it's just a slight pain."

"It's okay, okay, if you say it hurts a little, then it hurts a bit." Miss Zisu didn't bother to argue, she pointed to Li Changtian's neck, "Your injury, you can't get wet until it heals, do you hear?"

"I heard." Li Changtian nodded.

"Okay, Yan Shu, your medicine is ready, and it's warm on the fire in the wood room. You remember to drink it. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the hospital first." Miss Zisu clapped her hands and agreed. The dust that does not exist has an expression that the old lady can retire.

"Don't you live here?" Li Changtian asked.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he knew he had made a blunder.

Fortunately, Miss Zisu didn't blame him, and instead joked: "Why do I live here? This little broken mansion has only one wing room, where can I live?"

Li Changtian scratched his head in embarrassment and blushed.

Yan Shu respectfully thanked and sent Miss Zisu out of the mansion and back to the hospital.

When Yan Shu returned to the wing room again, he saw that Li Changtian was tidying up. He helped up the fallen bookshelf, picked up the books one by one, blew off the dust, and carefully put them back on the bookshelf.

Li Changtian was concentrating on cleaning up the mess, when suddenly someone grabbed him from behind and held him tightly in his arms.

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