Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

Qin Jueming squeezed the letter tightly and closed his eyes, as if thinking and controlling his emotions. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said to Uncle Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, please look at him tonight, tomorrow morning. I have my own plans."

Uncle Zhao nodded, indicating that he understood, got up and walked to the West Courtyard.

Qin Jueming let out a long breath, and then rubbed the letter into a ball with one hand, as if it was something unbearable.

He looked in the direction of the west courtyard, his eyes were as cold as a blade of ice.

The next morning, after Li Changtian got up early, he folded the quilt into pieces of tofu and bean curd as usual, and then took a shower.

When Li Changtian was hanging the towel on the wooden frame, there was a knock on the door of the wing.

Li Changtian got up to open the door, and saw a petite woman with her hair in a bun standing timidly at the door, she lowered her head and said weakly, "Young Master Li, Young Master Yan asked me to call you to the hall during dinner. "

It seems that this is the cook in Yan Shu's mouth.

"Okay, thank you, I'll go right now." Li Changtian thanked with a smile, then set off for the hall.

The west wind is cool and the autumn is cool, and the courtyard where no one is seen is so quiet that you can hear the rustling of the wind blowing the dead leaves.

Li Changtian crossed the yard and walked towards the hall. After taking a few steps, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he stood still abruptly and looked around.

The huge courtyard was calm and peaceful, and there was nothing unusual. There was no one in the west courtyard, and now it's just as empty as usual.

Li Changtian thought to himself that he was suspicious, and took two more steps in the direction of the hall.

He stopped again.

This time he sensed something was wrong.

He felt someone watching him in the dark.

And intuition told Li Changtian that even if he turned around, he could only see an empty yard.

Such intuition made Li Changtian feel horrified.

When Li Changtian was at a loss, suddenly, someone quietly walked towards him.

The moment that person approached him, Li Changtian turned around abruptly, and was stunned.

It was Qin Jueming.

Qin Jueming had a kind smile on his face: "Brother Changtian, why are you standing here?"

"Ah... Mr. Qin, I, I..." Li Changtian didn't know how to explain, and he faltered.

"Let's go, let's go to the hall for breakfast. Shu'er is not here today, so we are just chatting."

After all, Qin Jueming didn't wait for Li Changtian to answer, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the hall.

Let's talk?

Could it be that Yan Shu told Qin Jueming that he wanted to be a soldier?

Li Changtian was puzzled and followed Qin Jueming's pace.

The two came to the hall, where a dining table had been set up, Qin Jueming sat down with his robes up, and picked up the porridge bowl in front of him.

Li Changtian sat down and saw that the side dishes on the table this morning were fragrant, and the white porridge that was boiled by the fire was even more glutinous and delicious. He also picked up chopsticks and a porcelain spoon and drank it.

Qin Jueming glanced meaningfully at Li Changtian who was drinking porridge, and suddenly said, "Little brother Changtian, how long have you been with Shu'er?"

"Ah?" Li Changtian was about to pick up vegetables when he heard Qin Jueming's question, he put his hands back, put down his chopsticks and said, "It's been more than a month."

Qin Jueming nodded and put down his chopsticks: "Shu'er doesn't like to talk since he was a child. Others don't know that he is actually not well-mannered, and they all praise him for his calmness and calmness in situations. I don't know how little brother Changtian views Shu What about your son's?"

"What do I think of him?" Li Changtian was bewildered when asked, although he didn't know what Qin Jueming meant, he still said, "Yan Shu, he, I think he is very good, upright, and responsible. It's cold, but it's actually very gentle."

"Gentle?" Qin Jueming smiled, but his eyes were a little cold for some reason. "Brother Changtian wants to say the word 'innocence', right? Otherwise..."

Qin Jueming suddenly lengthened his tone and said word by word, "How could little brother Changtian deceive Shu'er so easily?"

"Ah?" For a moment, Li Changtian thought he had misheard.

Paint flakes? Seven? distortion? substrate?

Is it...

Strange change? ?

Odd even unchanged? Symbol see quadrant?

No no no.

"I'm sorry, Master Qin, I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again." Li Changtian said sincerely.

Qin Jueming sneered and said, "You don't have to pretend to be stupid, little brother Changtian, but are the people of 'Jackdaws' so arrogant and arrogant these days? Seriously think that if you have deceived Shu'er, you will be able to deceive them. Me? Arrogant!"

Li Changtian: "…"

I'm not pretending to be stupid! ! I really didn't hear it! !

And what Qin Jueming said was split into words, Li Changtian knew what it meant, but Li Changtian was stunned when put together.

However, no matter how confused Li Changtian was, he could still hear the unkindness and anger in Qin Jueming's tone.

"Master Qin, there may be some misunderstanding between us." Li Changtian tried to figure out the current situation, "I really didn't lie to Yan Shu, I once lost my memory, I don't know before I..."

Li Changtian's words came to an abrupt end.

Because he sensed something was wrong with his body, the porridge he had just drank rolled and stirred in his stomach, Li Changtian's eyes sank, and he wanted to stand up against the table, but immediately his legs softened and he fell down.

The body couldn't exert any more strength, and his head seemed to be stirred into a paste, and his vision became more and more blurred. Li Changtian blinked and shook his head, trying to stay awake, but it was all in vain, and in the end he sank into the darkness.

Qin Jueming on the side stood up, glanced at Li Changtian, who was unconscious on the ground, and called, "Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Bo answered the door and entered.

Qin Jueming said: "Take it and tie it up. After waking up, let Qianniang go to the trial and ask him carefully where the rest of the 'Jackdaw' are.

Qian Niang was the cook in Qin Mansion.

Zhao Bo nodded, indicating that he was clear.

Qin Jueming added: "Send a letter to Shu'er and call him back."

After all, Qin Jueming walked out of the hall.

The lame man who often sweeps the floor in the western courtyard is standing outside. After seeing Qin Jueming walking out, he salutes, and then takes out a medicine jar and hands it to Qin Jueming: "Master Qin, the poison you want."

Qin Jueming returned the salute and thanked him: "Thank you, Sect Master, and please ask Sect Master for advice on how to use it."

The head of the Thousand Poison Sect waved his hand: "Master Qin is very polite, but, is that little brother really a 'Jackdaw'?"

Qin Jueming nodded: "The spy reported the news that he had met this person by the side of 'Killer II'. At that time, 'Killer II' had a very close conversation with him, so it must be related."

The head of the Thousand Poison Sect let out a long sigh: "You really don't look like a person, I think that my unworthy junior brother, who has been a traitor with the 'Jackdaw' for several years, tortured innocent people, so much that I thought that the 'Jackdaw' people had all of them on them. Unable to hide the blood, I never thought that this little brother was polite, gentle and kind, and he was also a 'jackdaw' person."

Qin Jueming said indifferently: "Master, people's hearts are unpredictable, knowing the face but not the heart."