Daily life of a slave

Wenhu stretched out his paw and patted Aning's only unbandaged shoulder.

"Your family is all perverts, and you must be a little pervert."

Ah Ning lay motionless on the bed, as if dead.

Wenhu stretched out his paw and patted it again.

"Wei Cheng was kicked out by your old man, but it was just swept out of the house, and he didn't even pull out a single hair."

What kind of master raises what kind of slaves, the old man of the Wei family is not much better than the old man in the palace. Come out and do justice.

"Otherwise, the two of us elope in advance and stay far away from these perverts."

Wenhu held A Ning's hand, very excitedly imagining the happy days after the successful elopement, A Ning couldn't move or speak, so naturally she couldn't object.

"You know martial arts, you have great strength, you can farm fields, raise cattle, and pick things to sell in the market!"

"I'll help you watch the house and count the money for you!"

Wenhu opened his bright eyes and approached Aning's face, but the latter's eyes were still closed, his face was pale and blue, and there was no vitality at all.

"Let's talk about it."

Wenhu stretched out his little finger and hooked Aning's finger, but Aning still lay unresponsive, like a doll made of gauze.

Don't move, don't speak, don't resist.

Wen Hu's body temperature was so low that she wanted to shiver, just like before his mother was dragged away with straw mats.

"I'm weak, I don't know how to farm, anyone can bully me, and I can't keep it if I make money. If I escape alone, I will starve to death. Don't you care?"

"You still owe me a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was delicious, he only tasted it once at the old man's birthday banquet, Aning hadn't tried it, and he wanted to try it again, so he went to the imperial dining room to steal it, and was almost beaten to death by the old man.

"In the end, you were secretly locked up in the Buddhist hall by Wei Cheng and almost starved to death. In the end, it was all for you - why are you so stupid, you don't even hum when you are beaten."

"You should roll more in crowded places!"

"I have to take off my naked body first, so that everyone can see clearly!"

Instead of gritting your teeth and trying to solve it yourself, look at it, you are lying here, but Wei Cheng jumped out to play alive.

"Silly!"

Such a fool can no longer be placed in Wei's house.

Wenhu picked up the skin on Aning's shoulders and twisted it hard.

If only you were smarter.

Just be smarter and stay out of that crazy family, and we'll be able to go together.

Confused, Wen Hu leaned down and gnawed hard on Aning's bloodless spring, and took another bite hard after being puzzled.

He is afraid of death.

He also wanted to escape.

As long as he is given some more time to prepare, he will definitely be able to make arrangements so that the two of them can escape together without anyone noticing.

But Ah Ning is an idiot, if he waits any longer, his life will really be gone.

"Wait, I'll come to you when you're ready."

"If I can't come out, don't leave me alone."

"I'm afraid of death, terribly afraid."

"But you still owe me a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. If you are dead, who am I going to find?"

"I'm waiting, and I will die until the day you return me."

Wen Hu's body was trembling, he was not a kind person, he also wanted to survive, but the arrangement was not done right now, one person had to be left to deal with the aftermath, otherwise no one would be able to escape.

After hesitating for most of the night, Wenhu finally stretched out a paw and pressed it on the mechanism on the bedstring.

"I'm waiting, don't forget, I'm still waiting!"

That blue and white face sank a little bit, Wenhu's teeth began to chatter, and his calf also twisted, he regretted it, he didn't want to stay alone, how could he survive alone...

"A-Ning! You bastard, remember, I'm still waiting!"

As if afraid of regretting himself, Wen Hu gritted his teeth and threw his whole body on the mechanism, his ribs were on the corners, scratching his heart and lungs in pain, but the speed of Aning's descent was accelerating, and then accelerating, until he could not see at all.

"Cough."

The bed board rose and closed, and there was no room for repentance.

I can only grit my teeth and move forward.

He's so smart, he's sure to make it to that day.

Sure can.

Find a dead body instead of Aning to pass the test, anyway, the old pervert of the Wei family didn't expect the youngest son to survive.Aning had someone successfully pick up the treatment, and everything went smoothly. It doesn't matter if you expose the way out early, and changing the arrangement is nothing more than spending a little more time.

When he finished the arrangements and escaped, Ah Ning must have been alive and kicking.

At that time, I asked him for osmanthus cake.

I want two plates.

It's all his, and he doesn't share a piece with others. He wants to eat it in front of Aning, and eat it all by himself.

This is what he owes him.

Wenhu is looking forward to this way, no matter how hard or difficult it is, he survives by relying on this.

He counted the days, always thinking that there would be a day when he would survive, when the old emperor would not be able to bully him anymore, and he could find a country to rule as king.

Aning was his thug.

Help him grab his little wife.

He thought about it.

Until the day the city falls.

He was caught while escaping, and the secret passage that escorted Aning to escape was also destroyed by himself.

Nearly eight years of hard work.

He has been working hard since the first time he entered the Duke's Mansion of the State of Wei.

The hope that sustained him for so many years.

Destroyed by his own hands.

"A'Ning, don't fall into Wei Cheng's hands again."

That person has gone completely insane.

But, he doesn't want to die yet, he hasn't lived a good life yet, and he still wants to try to live a good life.

**

Wenhu was dragged to bathe and change clothes like a doll.

The Lenggong is actually not deserted. Although the people who stayed here in the previous dynasty have been cleaned up, Wenhu was the first to live in in the new dynasty, but there are not many people serving here, at least for now.

"My master is so lucky. This slave has never seen His Majesty care so much about a gentleman."

The little eunuch whispered flattering words in a high-pitched voice, but no matter what, the new young gentleman was as indifferent as a piece of wood.

Hmph, what's the air, what happened to the prince of the previous dynasty, and what's the difference between him and the eunuch now.

He's still a guy who buys butts, bah, even worse than him!

Wen Hu didn't bother to think about others, he just counted, one by one, counting how many people died in this cold palace.

The last drop of water in his hair was dried, and he was thrown on the bed in the clothes that could barely cover anything.

Wenhu opened his eyes and looked at the patterns on the tent.

It's the first time I know that the two men can play so many tricks with the sultry acacia style.

Wenhu twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't smile.

He felt like throwing up, especially when a steamed bun-like face appeared in front of him.

The veil was lowered, the palace people retreated, the eyes went dark, and the next moment the whole person was crushed as if they were embedded in the bed board in an instant.