Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

Chapter 166 Regeneration Trick

Theatre, troupe master's room.

The beautiful spring light was rippling between the bed curtains, and a white and delicate leg suddenly slipped out from the bed curtains.

"Team Master~ You are insulting the sages by prostitution in the daytime~"

Lian?'s delicate voice seemed to wring out water, and the flattery that she wanted to refuse and yet greet made one's heart itch unbearably.

Accompanied by heavy panting, the troupe master's voice was full of desire, "The hibiscus tent is warming up the spring night, and the king will never go to court early! Today I will also taste the taste of you, a 'royal concubine'! Little fairy! ...Still hiding! ...I let you hide!"

There was a rustling sound, accompanied by a shameful gasp, but the continuous sound suddenly sounded clearly.

"Master~ Where are we going after we leave Xiliang City this time?"

"Why are you suddenly interested in this! If there is a problem, let's talk about it later!" The troupe master's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

The bed curtain fluttered violently again, and the seemingly angry voice sounded again.

"Isn't he thinking about you, thinking about ruining your cash cow before, leaving Xiliang this time will inevitably cost you money, I just want to say that you have thought of a way to make money for you!"

Being connected? Having said that, the troupe master gradually calmed down.Casting a glance at Lian Lian, he said in his heart that he didn't even think it was thanks to whom.

But now he not only has to rely on Lian?His complexion changed, and he became warm again. He stroked Lian's slender waist and said, "Little beauty is so kind? Or are you thinking of him!"

As he said that, the troupe master suddenly flicked Lian's third leg with his fingers, full of jokes.The unsuspecting attack made Lian Lian tremble, and he trembled involuntarily.

The embarrassing Lian? knew the virtues of the troupe master, pretended to be angry and weakly pushed the troupe master, and said coquettishly: "He has good intentions, so let it be if you don't want to listen! Hmph!"

He was about to get up even after making a gesture, but as soon as he moved, he was pulled back by the troupe master.

"My little beauty, I'm just teasing you, why are you so angry? Tell me, if you can really make money in a proper way, I promise Xiao Lian? It's just like its name!"

Even seeing it was almost hypocritical, after all, he didn't come here early in the morning to find the theater troupe master just to find something to do.

Lian, who was in a bad situation, leaned close to the troupe master's ear and said his method. After hearing this, the troupe master's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of Tsing Yi's special status, and hesitated.

"Oh~ my class leader! We just rent him out every night. At worst, we will send someone to follow him every night. As long as he can't run away, I believe that white master will be happy, and maybe he can let him see his son!"

The theater troupe owner who was still a little hesitant at first heard it again and again? Saying this, after thinking about it, I think there should be no problem, not to mention, who has any hatred for Bai Huahua's money!

At this time, Tsing Yi still didn't know that he was about to be imprisoned, so he sat on the stool and let Guiyi treat his wounds.

"It's better not to get in the water these few days. I'll go to the troupe master to intercede later, and beg him to let you rest for a few days."

Gui Yi bandaged Tsing Yi's wound, saw that Tsing Yi let himself talk to himself and didn't agree, and didn't know whether he listened to what he said, sighed, packed his things and went out.

Someone prevented this troupe from appearing again named Tsing Yi. For a long time, Tsing Yi thought it was Lian? He hated himself for taking his place, so he didn't want to hear his name.

However, there seems to be another hidden meaning in the repeated words just now.What happened in the theater on the day I was sick? Could it be that Mo Han came to look for him, or was it just a simple connection? He was hated by the guests who came to hear his fame!

This question troubled Tsing Yi.I don't know why, but deep down in his heart, he is more inclined to Mo Han. Maybe he still has a glimmer of hope. Even if he will be hated by Mo Han, he still wants to see him, even if it's just from a distance. Just one look, just one look.

Surprisingly, Tsing Yi stayed in the room all day without being disturbed by anyone, maybe Gui Yi's intercession really helped Tsing Yi!

It wasn't until the door of Tsing Yi's room was pushed open again, and the cold wind blew in, that Tsing Yi knew that he had been sitting in a daze all day.

For a whole day, when Tsing Yi, who had not run out of rice water, stood up, a burst of dizziness caused his body to sway, and his stomach felt like it had been filled with lead water, causing a heavy burning pain.

"Dumb, how are you resting?" Lian Li, wearing a thick fur coat, pushed the door open, wrinkled his nose triumphantly when he saw Tsing Yi's distressed appearance, and continued: "Come on, I know you can't speak now, Just listen!"

Tsing Yi's expressionless face made Lian? look annoyed, and his tone was a little impatient.

Tighten the fur coat on his body, and said repeatedly: "You see that your hand is injured, so you can't wash clothes, but you also know that we don't have idle time here, so the class leader asked me to inform you. I will send you out for the night. When your reputation was strong, some masters hinted that as long as you take care of that master, you will not have to do the chores of washing clothes in the future, and you can still eat well and drink spicy food. of."

Lian's words undoubtedly extinguished the little hope that Tsing Yi had left. If his broken body was defiled again, what more could he ask for!

Mo Han is such a pure person, he likes cleanliness the most on weekdays, and his clothes are all white.He didn't dare to think that if he lost his innocence, what face would he have in expecting Mo Han to find him, and what face would he have in standing by Mo Han's side.

Can't!Absolutely not!This is the last thing he can keep for Mo Han!

The right hand wrapped in a thick bandage covered the ring hanging in the shirt on his chest, Tsing Yi stared at Lian? fiercely, grabbed the clothes on his chest vigorously, the wound on the palm was torn, and the bright red blood soaked thick The bandages on his chest were stained red.

"Why! You have already taken everything back, why are you still refusing to let me go!"

Tsing Yi's hoarse and unpleasant voice made Lian? couldn't help frowning, he didn't understand what Tsing Yi was talking about!However, he understood the look in Tsing Yi's eyes, instinctively moved away from Tsing Yi's sight, even waved to the person who came behind him and said: "What are you waiting for! Do you want me to do it myself!"

The roaring voice overwhelmed the fear in Tsing Yi's eyes in his heart, because no one knew better than him that he had pushed Tsing Yi into a pit.

"No! Let me go! Don't touch me!"

Tsing Yi's roar was not understood by anyone, his voice was already hoarse and indistinguishable, coupled with his fear and anger, people couldn't understand what he was roaring again.

However, even if they couldn't understand, these people still understood what Tsing Yi was yelling about.

"Qing, dumb, don't blame us! We have no other choice!"

A burly man who had been singing Wudan on weekdays twisted Tsing Yi's arm backwards, approached Tsing Yi's ear and lowered his voice to express his apology.

Although Tsing Yi understood that these people only listened to others in order to survive, he still bit the head of the big man who was approaching him.

Hearing the groan of the big man, the strength in his hand was released.Tsing Yi took advantage of the opportunity when the other party let go of him and others hadn't reacted, broke free from the restraints and rushed out of the room.

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