Rebirth was attacked by scum and stalked to death

"So what? If I say no, I won't."

Zhong Xiaoshi pushed the shredded paper away, turned his head and looked at the boy casually, with a faint smile on his face, but a creepy chill in his eyes.

"Yes, yes!" The boy's face turned pale immediately, and he nodded hurriedly.

"He is my guest, and I don't want him to be disturbed by others." He raised the corners of his lips harmlessly, and softened his voice when he saw the servant's trembling look, "Understood?"

"The slave understands."

He Cuiyi lay in the room for half a day, and Zhong Xiaoshi didn't turn back until night fell.

He was holding a bowl of black porridge, and his whole body was filthy, as if he had climbed out of some chimney.

"What have you been doing?"

He Cuiyi sat on the head of the bed, with a blue coat draped over his shoulders.

Zhong Xiaoshi smiled mysteriously, held the porridge in front of him as if offering a treasure, grinned a foolish smile, showing a row of white teeth, and said proudly: "This young master made this by himself!"

He Chuiyi opened his eyes wide in surprise, and asked, "What is this?"

"Porridge." Zhong Xiaoshi said confidently.

"The doctor said that you can only eat light food. I dare not let others know your whereabouts, so I can only cook it myself."

He Cuiyi frowned slightly, and looked at Zhong Xiaoshi calmly. Seeing that he looked like he didn't know the sufferings of the world, He Cuiyi thought about it, and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Why don't you let other people know about me?" whereabouts?"

Zhong Xiaoshi froze, pursed his lips, looked at He Chuiyi hesitantly, and seemed to be struggling a lot before asking, "Master, who are you?"

He Chuiyi sat up straight in an instant, and his whole body was on alert, "Why are you asking this? You saved me. I am very grateful. As for other things, I have no comment."

"Don't get me wrong," Zhong Xiaoshi explained anxiously, "I don't care about your identity, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"I heard that the emperor is searching for your whereabouts. I saw the portrait, and the person in the painting is indeed you. I, I don't know what the emperor wants to do, and I don't want to hand you over, so I told others that I have sent you away It's gone." Afraid that He Chuiyi would not believe it, he gestured with one hand, "Really! It's exactly the same as you in the portrait!"

He Chuiyi stared at him blankly, gradually relaxed his body, and asked after a long time, "Why don't you want to hand me over? You don't even know my identity, so you're not afraid that I will repay you with revenge?"

The hand holding the bowl was a little sore, he put the porridge aside, shook his head nonchalantly and said, "Don't be afraid. You've already been injured, if I hand you over, wouldn't it be worse for me?"

"Aren't you afraid that the emperor will blame you?"

"I'm afraid," he smiled and moved his face closer, his breath almost entangled, "but I don't want you to be caught."

"for……"

He stretched out his index finger to lightly touch He Chuiyi's lips, and his clear spring-like eyes were suddenly stirred up, like whirlpools trying to suck people in.

"Don't ask. I don't want to lie to you about this."

His voice is very soft, like a pair of light hands wantonly disturbing He Chuiyi's breathing.

"What's your name?" Zhong Xiaoshi said.

"He Chuiyi."

"My name is Zhong Xiaoshi, you can call me Xiaoshi from now on."

"Xiaoshi..." He Chuiyi suddenly covered his chest, his brows were furrowed together, "Brother Xiaoshi, let me call you Brother Xiaoshi."

"Okay."

Zhong Xiaoshi didn't ask any more questions, and handed the porridge to He Chuiyi, who didn't dislike it, and ate it all with a spoon.

Hunted by the emperor?In other words, the emperor already knew what he looked like, so it would be dangerous no matter where he fled.

He raised his head and glanced at Zhong Xiaoshi, who was staring at him intently.

"how is the taste?"

He Chuiyi nodded perfunctorily.

The injuries on his body, including falling into the water, were probably caused by the emperor's pursuit. The question is, why didn't he remember?Could it be that he lost his memory after falling into the water?

When the bowl was bottomed out, He Chuiyi wiped his mouth and said with a smile, "Thank you, it tastes good."

"That's good! This is my first time cooking, and I'm afraid you will find it unpalatable."

He Chuiyi shook his head lightly and said, "It's all the same way, neither tastes bad nor tastes bad." He paused for a moment, and then said: "Can I stay here to heal my wounds? I have nowhere to go. "

"Don't you have any relatives?"

He Chuiyi still shook his head, "No."

"Okay, you can stay forever if you want."

He Chuiyi was startled, "Aren't you afraid that I will implicate you?"

"I'm afraid," he blinked weirdly, "I'll take you somewhere tomorrow."

The next day, Zhong Xiaoshi took him to a Goulan courtyard, and let the girl inside beat him up for two full hours.

When he was drowsy, a girl stretched her hand to his long braid, only to hear her gasp and shout in shock, "Is there something in your hair?"

He Cuiyi woke up suddenly, almost bouncing off the chair, "I'll do it myself."

He picked up the braids, touched his full hair accessories, and asked stiffly, "What should I do?"

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the girl not only smiled: "It's too conspicuous, hide it."

"Ah."

After a stick of incense, Zhong Xiaoshi, who was listening to music in the courtyard, finally led him out of the brothel.

Zhong Xiaoshi sized him up and said in admiration, "You really fit this suit very well."

"Really?" He Chuiyi tugged at the hem of his clothes, his expression very ugly.

He has a small frame and not much flesh on his body. In order to hide his identity for him, Zhong Xiaoshi even asked him to disguise himself as a woman!

"You feel wronged, and you can change back when the limelight passes."

Having said that, He Chuiyi's expression did not soften in the slightest.

Before he left, He Chuiyi tried his best not to take a carriage, but now he was walking on the street, facing the successive looks, his face was extremely cold.

However, Zhong Xiaoshi has no eyesight.

"Do you regret it? You must sit in the carriage."

He Cuiyi gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "What is there to regret? Who is not born to be seen."

"Just let me watch it." Zhong Xiaoshi lowered his head and muttered.

He Chuiyi didn't hear clearly, and didn't care, he just wanted to go back without staying for a moment.

Zhong Xiaoshi raised his head and found that He Cuiyi was only focused on walking forward, not paying attention to himself at all. He stepped forward in three steps at a time, grabbed He Cuiyi's arm and pulled it into his arms for two minutes: "Shou Are you still walking so fast when you are injured?"

"It's a small injury, it's okay."

"Is this still a minor injury? You have to poke a big hole before you take it seriously?"

They tugged on the side of the road and attracted a lot of attention.

When the people passing by looked sideways, there was the sound of horseshoes galloping along the long street. When everyone heard the sound and looked, they saw the horseshoes kicking up the mud and dust like shooting stars.

"avoid!"

With a loud roar, the surrounding people swarmed and retreated to both sides. In a hurry, He Cuiyi was bumped several times. However, the clothes were too heavy. He wanted to stabilize his body but accidentally stepped on the corner of the skirt and fell backwards. Go, and at this moment, all the menacing men on horseback were blocked by He Cuiyi.

"Get out of the way." The man on horseback was wearing a purple-gold gown. The wide robe almost reached the horse's legs. He glanced coldly at the figure of He Cuiyi. It must be riddled with holes.

He Cuiyi touched the wound and couldn't straighten his legs at all. He wanted to look back for Zhong Xiaoshi, but Zhong Xiaoshi pounced on him just as he turned his head.

He held He Chuiyi's head in his arms, and said to the man on the horse in a panic, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My wife has trouble with her legs and feet, so I'll take her away!"

Seeing that Zhong Xiaoshi was so nervous, He Chuiyi vaguely guessed the identity of the person coming, he cooperated with Zhong Xiaoshi's movements and let him pick him up.

Zhong Xiaoshi moved very carefully, deliberately avoiding his wound, and He Cuiyi put his hand on his shoulder.

When the man saw the pale hand, his expression was slightly startled, but the two of them quickly made way for him. He looked away and ran away.

"Do you remember him?" Zhong Xiaoshi put him down, pointing at the man in the Zijin suit.

He Cuiyi frowned and took a look, the man turned his head without warning, his eyes met each other, even though there was a distance, He Cuiyi was still captured by the beast-like light in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look away.

"I don't know him." He Chuiyi said.

After hearing this, the smile on Zhong Xiaoshi's face deepened, and after a while, he became worried, and said to him: "That's the emperor! The purpose of his trip is to arrest you, but I'm afraid he won't recognize you if you dress up as a woman. Just in case, you must not bump into him, even if you bump into him, leave immediately, understand?"

He Chuiyi thought of the man's gaze, and felt very bad for no reason, he nodded: "I understand."

After Zhong Xiaoshi returned to the mansion, he saw a young servant looking up from a distance. When he saw Zhong Xiaoshi, he walked forward quickly, his eyes stayed on He Cuiyi for a moment, and then moved away quickly, looking at Zhong Xiaoshi. Said: "Young Master, hurry up and get ready, the nobleman has come to the mansion, and the master and wife are accompanying you in the lobby."

Zhong Xiaoshi held He Chuiyi halfway, and asked nonchalantly: "A nobleman has come to the mansion, what does it have to do with me?"

"The nobleman specified that he wants to see you and, and the young lady."

Before the conversation was finished, three people walked in the door, one of them was a man whom he met not long ago.

"Mr. Wu! My son will be here soon, so I won't trouble you..."

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Ling married a wife at a young age. It looks like he is very affectionate." The man stopped by the gate, and the Zhong family had to stop.

He stood not far away with his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on the two of He Cuiyi with a half-smile.

Master Zhong couldn't figure out the temper of the nobleman, and was afraid of offending him, so he was half short, and waved to Zhong Xiaoshi, "Xiaoshi, come here quickly, I have seen Mr. Wu."

He Cuiyi felt that he was holding his hand tighter by two points, so he patted his hand comfortingly in secret.

He let go of his hand and walked slowly towards the man.

"Xiaoshi has met Mr. Wu."

Mr. Wu had a smile in his eyes, he didn't fully see, he raised Zhong Xiaoshi's arm with his hands, "You're so polite."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at He Chuiyi lightly, his eyes were very calm, perhaps because his eyes were too deep, which made people feel that they were not as plain as they seemed.

"This, is the young lady?"

"Yes..." Mrs. Zhong stepped on Zhong Xiaoshi's foot before he could utter a word.

Mr. Zhong laughed and said: "No, this girl is Xiaoshi's childhood, and she was just picked up from the countryside a few days ago."

Mrs. Zhong pulled him aside, pointed to He Chuiyi who was as immobile as a mountain, and said in a low voice: "You are stupid, can't you see that the nobleman is interested in that woman?"

"But……"

"Stop talking nonsense, just wait, the master will find a way."

Mr. Wu walked to He Cuiyi's side, twisted the hair hanging from the side of his neck with his hands, and brushed the skin of the side of his neck with his fingertips.

"Don't know the girl's name?"

He Chuiyi stepped back half a step with a cold face, let the strand of hair fall out of Mr. Wu's hands, and said calmly, "Master, why didn't you report your name first."

Mr. Wu smiled instead of anger, "Everyone in this world who knows my name is dead, and it's better for the girl not to know."

"Then pretend I didn't ask."

"The girl is so forthright, I want to get acquainted, why don't we chat in another place?"

"Master Wu, why not just..."

"To shut up."

He Chuiyi turned his head in disgust, "My lord, you don't have to worry too much, Brother Xiaoshi and I are not husband and wife, but we are better than a husband and wife." He stretched out a hand to Zhong Xiaoshi, his tone softened, "Brother Xiaoshi, take me back to my room. "

His outstretched hand was suddenly held by another hand, that hand was very strong, easily holding He Cuiyi's hand, the scorching temperature burned from the skin to the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't break free even if he struggled.

"Aren't husbands and wives better than husbands and wives?" Mr. Wu's eyes drooped, like a bottomless pool, so dark that it was suffocating, he stroked He Chuiyi's waist with the other hand, "He touched here?"

His hand moved up slowly, "Have you touched this place too?"

"here?"

The big hand gently traced the chin, leaving a slight itching on the skin, but He Chuiyi just looked at him motionless, without any struggle.

It's hard to imagine that He Chuiyi actually felt a terrible possessive desire for him from a stranger.

He knocked He Chuiyi's chin, forcing He Chuiyi to raise his head.

He Chuiyi raised his head meekly, met his playful eyes with his eyes, paused for a moment, and said lightly, "Naturally."