Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

Xingyun Youyingyue was shy, and blushing laughter came from the wing room.

"Xiao Xianggong, take off your clothes slowly, the night is long, don't worry."

Yan Shu turned around, raised his hand, and knocked heavily on the door three times.

The sound in the wing room stopped abruptly, and it was quiet for a long time, then a weak voice came from the door: "Who is it?"

Facing the closed door of the wing, Yan Shu said flatly, "Excuse me, please let Li Changtian come out."

An angry voice came from another person in the wing room: "What is Li Changtian, Li Shortian, there is no such person, knock on the wrong door, get out of here."

Yan Shu paused.

This is indeed not Li Changtian's voice.

Yan Shu thought for a while, then turned and went downstairs to find the shopkeeper.

In the dilapidated woodshed, Li Changtian was lying on the haystack, with his hands folded behind his head, his left leg bent, and his right leg resting on his left knee.

The night in the firewood room was cold and the air was leaking, so Li Changtian couldn't sleep because of the cold, so he just stared at the hole in the roof.

Suddenly, Caimen made a soft 'creak', and walked up to Li Changtian alone, looking down at him.

Li Changtian looked at the person coming, and smiled embarrassedly.

Yan Shu asked lightly, "What are you doing here?"

"Look at the moon." Li Changtian said with a smile, "Look, it's round."

Yan Shu followed Li Changtian's gaze, looked up, and saw a hole the size of a water tank on the roof of the firewood house, leaking a little bit of cool moonlight.

"You can't see like that, you have to lie down." Li Changtian said.

Yan Shu thought for a while, tidied up the weeds and haystack beside Li Changtian, and actually lay down on it.

Li Changtian was taken aback for a moment, then quickly gave way to Yan Shu.

The two lay down arm to arm on the haystack, blowing the cold wind, looking at the hole.

But Li Changtian didn't lie to Yan Shu, so he could really see the bright moon.

The eternal sky, wide cold and clear.

Looking at the round of flying mirrors, one can understand why there have been so many talented scholars willing to compose poems and sing songs for thousands of years in the vast [-] miles where Yu cast Jiuding.

After a moment of silence in the firewood room, Yan Shu said softly, "If you need money, you can tell me."

Li Changtian smiled: "Thank you, but now I'm going with you, eating your money, using your money, I owe you all the way, and I've already paid it off, how can I ask for it again."

"A few days ago, I mistakenly regarded you as a prisoner. I was sorry." Yan Shu sat up and gently patted the hay off his sleeves.

"If it wasn't for you, I would still be locked up in a prison in bitterness." Li Changtian said with a smile.

"Let's go." Yan Shu stood up and said calmly.

"Huh? Where are you going?" Li Changtian looked at him puzzled.

"Looking at it for a while, it's a bright moon with no dust." Yan Shu said expressionlessly, "But after watching it all night, it's just the cold and the throat hurts, so I'll ask you for a room."

"It's okay, I'll live in the firewood house..."

"If you are sick and unable to travel, it will affect the itinerary."

"Okay... okay."

Li Changtian was about to get up when Yan Shu silently passed his hand over.

Li Changtian was stunned, smiled gratefully at Yan Shu, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Shu's hand, and stood up with his strength.

The two walked out of the woodshed, found the shopkeeper, and explained their purpose.

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed: "Both young masters, I'm sorry, we don't have any guest rooms today."

Seeing Yan Shu's eyebrows slightly frowned, Li Changtian quickly said, "It's okay, I'll just sleep on the firewood..."

The shopkeeper answered: "Yes, yes, you two can share one room!"

Li Changtian: "..."

The shopkeeper said courteously: "You two young masters, wait a moment, I'll let Xiaoer take a clean quilt up!"