Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

Hearing the old doctor's words, Yan Shu, who wanted to carry Li Changtian on his back, quickly stood up and picked him up.

Because he was afraid of bumping into Li Changtian, Yan Shu didn't dare to use light work, so he carried the person and walked towards the inn.

Fortunately, it was still early in the morning, and there were not many people on the street, so there was no need to worry about being looked at with strange eyes.

Li Changtian covered his abdomen with his hands, thinking when Yanshu would reprimand him.

But having said that, Yan Shu looked at the gentle and jade-like appearance, and the beauty was like a jade. Wouldn't this arm strength be a bit too much, holding a big man like him, how could he walk so steadily?

Li Changtian was muttering in his heart when he suddenly heard Yan Shu calling his name: "Li Changtian."

Although Yan Shu's tone was calm, it fell to Li Changtian's ears like thunder.

Li Changtian hurriedly put on an attitude of listening carefully.

Come, come, Li Changtian thought about it with his knees, he knew what Yan Shu would say.

For example, 'I told you not to go to the competition, if you go away, you will see yourself hurting yourself', or 'Can you stop despising your own life' and so on.

Li Changtian understood how to respond to these words.

As long as you sincerely reply 'Okay, there is no next time, I won't be reckless again, I actually attach great importance to my life, this time my mind didn't turn around', so that the other party will talk twice less.

Li Changtian cleared his throat, ready to wait for Yan Shu to reprimand him, and then give him a series of confessions of "I'm sorry, there will be no next time, I swear".

But who knew that after Yan Shu had called out his name, he fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

Li Changtian looked up suspiciously, and suddenly heard Yan Shu say to him.

"Thank you."

Li Changtian was stunned for a moment.

"Thanks to you, I was able to get the Huage token, you have suffered." Yan Shu's voice was gentle, and he spoke very sincerely and seriously.

Li Changtian was dumbfounded, and it took a long time for him to regain his senses. He opened his mouth to answer Yan Shu, but found that his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't say anything. He took two deep breaths in a hurry to calm down.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shu noticed Li Changtian's strangeness and asked distressedly, "The wound hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Li Changtian shouted abruptly, "It doesn't hurt at all."

After speaking, Li Changtian put his head on Yan Shu's chest, and laughed inexplicably, as if he had met a big happy event, so much so that his mouth was full of joy.

But his eyes were red.

"Li Changtian, I brought you to Jiangnan on this trip. I wanted you to help me, but now I'm full of guilt for hurting you, but you don't even want to tell me about your illness, because you want to see me sinking into self-blame and lamentation. What?" Yan Shu asked softly.

"Ah? I... No, I didn't..." Li Changtian couldn't get around.

Yan Shuxun followed the good guide: "If it hurts or hurts in the future, please tell me, don't hide it anymore, I hope so, and it should be so."

Li Changtian was silent for a while, then nodded.

Yan Shu took Li Changtian back to the inn, carried him back to the wing, and gently placed him on the bed.

It was bright daylight, and both of them were tired and didn't sleep for a whole night. Yan Shu made Li Changtian's bed and quilt, stuffed him into the quilt, and brought cotton sheets from his own room to surround the bed. Made a blackout curtain for Li Changtian.

Li Changtian was embarrassed: "Yan Shu, don't bother, it's alright, I can sleep, I'm not so hypocritical."

Yan Shu didn't say a word, insisted on fixing the curtain, then reached out and gently stroked Li Changtian's forehead on the couch: "Does the wound hurt?"

Li Changtian responded in a loud voice, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Yan Shu frowned slightly.

"It really doesn't hurt! It's just very cold." Li Changtian said hurriedly when he saw that he didn't believe it.

"Cold?" Yan Shu stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt, and suddenly found that Li Changtian was shaking slightly.

"Um... ugh... the blood loss is too much..." Li Changtian shrank sideways into the bed, he tightened the bedding, curled up, and tried to warm himself up.

Yan Shu pondered for a moment, then lay down beside Li Changtian, propped up his upper body with his left elbow, and took Li Changtian, who was covered with the quilt, into his warm embrace with his right hand: "Is this warmer?"

Li Changtian's eyes widened in an instant: "Fuck, I will, I will, my brother is bullish, it's too considerate, thank you brother."

Yan Shu: "... hurry up and sleep."

Li Changtian was sleepy and tired, and soon fell asleep.

While holding Li Changtian tightly, Yan Shu was thinking about the case of the disappearance of the disaster relief silver tael.

Thinking about it, Yan Shu's left hand gradually became numb, so that he couldn't support his body.

Yan Shu was afraid of disturbing Li Changtian, so he held his breath and lay down on his side very lightly.

Li Changtian made a 'uh', shifted his body, rested his forehead on Yan Shu's chest, but did not wake up.

Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief, patted Li Changtian's back gently with his right hand, and continued to think about the case.

If Shi Huanian didn't lie, why did Master Xu carry a skull with him?

Could it be that the skull belonged to one of the thirty-three Jinyi guards?

If it is really one of Jinyiwei's, it has only been half a year since the disaster relief silver taels disappeared, and after winter, how did Jinyiwei turn into bones so quickly?

Is it...

poison?

Yan Shu suddenly remembered what he had seen and heard at the inn before.

The postmen told him.

"Someone in the Jinyiwei is mentally decadent, with a pale face, covering his lips and coughing, like a walking dead!"

Yan Shu suddenly thought of something.

He had heard that Bei Di had a strange poison. The poisoned person would feel exhausted for a long time, and finally died suddenly. The dead person's body decomposed extremely fast, and it would turn into a pile of bones in just a few days.

But this poison is a chronic poison, which requires people to smell this poison every day for at least a month before it can cause death.

If the thirty-three Jinyiwei were really poisoned by this kind of poison, it could only explain one point.

Poison was smeared on the disaster relief silver!

Thirty-three guards in Jinyi guarded the silver cart day and night, so they died of poisoning.

Then why did Master Xu, who also escorted Yinliang, stay safe and sound?

What does this poison have to do with Shi Hua Nian, who was originally Princess Bei Di?

The more Yan Shu thought about it, the tighter his brows became.

At this moment, Li Changtian in his arms suddenly trembled.

Li Changtian must have had a nightmare, his eyes were tightly closed, his forehead was sweating, his hands and feet were fluttering on the ground, and he was shouting.

"Don't hit me, I'm sorry, please don't hit me."

"Li Changtian?" Yan Shu was taken aback and grabbed Li Changtian's shoulder to wake him up.

Li Changtian didn't wake up quickly, he was in a daze, gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed Yan Shu's shoulder, and almost crushed his bones.

Yan Shu frowned in pain, but did not pull Li Changtian's hand away.

"Captain!" Li Changtian suddenly cried, "People are still inside, there are children, there are children, you let me go, let me go!"