My son sleeps lightly

"There is a store on that long street in Luobei City, they can transport the slaves out." Xiao Chong thought about it, and still told the story.

When Ye Lan heard this, she suddenly looked at him. Isn't the place where Xiao Chong was picked up on Long Street? That's what he planned at the beginning?

Xiao Chong avoided Ye Lan's gaze, and continued, "But it seems that they need a lot of money, and they will send the slaves to Fengqi Town in the Central Plains, where slaves cannot be kept, so they can escape naturally."

"How do you know?" Liang Qiu asked for Ye Lan.

Xiao Chong bowed his head, "Before I was brought to Luobei City, I was locked up with an old slave who had escaped many times. He told me."

"Then do you know where that store is?"

"I only know that it is No. 13." Xiao Chong said.

Long Street is a one-way street, and it is easy to find No. 13 rooms, but,

Liang Qiu hesitated, he looked at the servant beside him, what should he do if this matter fails.

"Okay!" Ye Lan said, "There is no better way now, and the left and right are dead horses as living horse doctors."

Liang Qiu gritted his teeth and said decisively, "Okay!"

Xiao Chong looked at them, at least this matter finally came in handy.

But when he turned his head and met Ye Lan's eyes, his heart trembled inexplicably.

Will he doubt himself because of this?

Ye Lan twitched the corner of her mouth, and pointed to the wardrobe, "Xiao Chong, get them the quilts, since there are still big things to do tomorrow, you need to replenish your energy now."

Xiao Chong nodded.

"Where do I sleep?" Liang Qiu questioned when he saw Xiao Chong put all the bedding on the ground.

"On the ground, what time are you still picking?" You have no eyesight to see.

But Liang Qiu is not a thin-skinned person, he saw himself getting close to the bed, rushed up with one stride, lay on top of it and stopped moving, "I fell asleep!"

Ye Lan stared at him blankly, wishing to borrow the family's whip from Ye Jin'an, and give Liang Qiu a good blow.

Liang Qiu's servants were all more sensible than him. They wiped the tears off their face with their sleeves, and said timidly, "Second Young Master, why don't you squeeze with Young Master?"

"Come on, Lan'er!" Liang Qiu patted the side of the bed.

"Get lost!" Ye Lan tore off her clothes, raised her foot and kicked Liang Qiu's ass, the tense atmosphere just disappeared, and Ye Lan pointed at the servant again, "Sleep with your master, I'll sleep on the floor! "

Liang Qiu smiled ambiguously, "I'll serve you."

Xiao Chong had seen those slave traders molesting women, so he naturally understood what Liang Qiu's teasing meant, he cleared his throat, and deliberately bumped into Liang Qiu's servant when he was fetching the quilt.

The servant fell down beside the bed.

Liang Qiu sighed, pulled him up, and moved to the side of the bed by himself, "Okay, you should sleep well too, I don't know what tomorrow will be like."

Although Ye Lan said that she was sleeping on the ground, but when she really lay down, she felt uncomfortable all over.

After turning around a few times, Ye Lan finally turned her face to Xiao Chongjing, "I can't sleep."

Xiao Chong opened his eyes slightly, trying to stay awake, the two people on the bed were breathing evenly, which made Xiao Chong very sleepy.

He stretched out his hand, touched it for a while, and patted Ye Lan's arm, just like he used to coax his younger brother, "Hey, go to sleep."

"It's useless!" Ye Lan tugged the quilt on her body, sat up in Rulu, and stretched out her hand to pull Liang Qiu off the bed.

Xiao Chong also stretched out his hand, at first he only caught Ye Lan's sleeve, and then he moved up twice, holding Ye Lan's wrist, "Let them sleep for a while," Xiao Chong whispered, "Maybe the two of them will never see each other again. gone."

Ye Lan was like a child, she lost her temper if she said it was gone, and lay back in her original position, "You also wanted to escape from there, didn't you?"

Hearing Ye Lan's muffled voice, Xiao Chong couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he could only answer truthfully, "Yes, but I just wanted to try it out."

"I'm sorry," Ye Lan apologized, "If I had known earlier..."

Xiao Chong looked at Ye Lan in surprise, Ye Lan's body was bent into a bow shape, his head was lowered, he didn't dare to look at Xiao Chong, "I didn't expect that if tomorrow..."

"I will not leave you." Xiao Chong blurted out.

"Ok?"

Xiao Chong was taken aback, why did he say that, why did he come here?

After being silent for a while, Ye Lan saw that he didn't speak, so she stopped looking into it and smiled slightly, "Yeah."

He gradually closed his eyes, he was also very tired after such a busy day, "Xiao Chong, tell me a story, maybe I will fall asleep after listening."

Xiao Chong wondered if you were a child, and you had to be coaxed to sleep.

However, "Once upon a time, there was an indomitable general,"

Xiao Chong's voice is very immature, very different from when he was an adult, Ye Lan will miss this time when he tells stories to Ye Lan in the future, after all, Xiao Chong's storytelling at this time is just pure storytelling .

"And he took a very beautiful woman as his wife, and they had two children."

"But the good times didn't last long. The general's subordinates slandered him for collaborating with the enemy, and his whole family was sentenced. Before his death, the general entrusted his wife and children to his cronies, and he died calmly."

"He thinks he is great, but in fact his wife hates him very much from the bottom of her heart, so she has been teaching her children that if they have someone they really like in the future, they must spend it with him no matter what the situation is."

"Never let him experience the pain of parting."

"Never leave him."

Xiao Chong sighed for a long time, he really doesn't know how to tell stories, he should read more scripts, so that he can tell this story more beautifully.

He looked up at Ye Lan, who had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

It's really boring.

Xiao Chong was a little disappointed. He remembered that his mother would kiss his forehead every time he finished telling him the story...

With one hand still holding Ye Lan's wrist, he moved to Ye Lan's side twice with his strength, raised the other hand, and gently lifted the hair on Ye Lan's forehead, and with his chapped lips, Gently rubbed Ye Lan's forehead.

……

Maybe it was dreaming of something good, Ye Lan smiled in her sleep.