My son sleeps lightly

He didn't know what was being said inside, but Xiao Chong wasn't in the mood to listen. He had been busy just now, and he didn't have the mind to think at all. Now that he was free, he lowered his head, looked at his trembling right hand, and suddenly took a breath. Cool.

Just now, he killed a man.

Regardless of the reason, it is indeed a human life.

"What's wrong with you?" Chang Qin looked at him.

Xiao Chong didn't speak.

Chang Qin spread his legs apart, clasped his hands together, glanced at Xiao Chong's complicated expression, and understood slightly, "Because you killed that person?"

Xiao Chong still didn't respond.

"I was as old as you when I killed someone for the first time." Chang Qin said, he didn't know if Xiao Chong was listening, but he really wanted to tell the story, "He's my father's boy favourite."

Xiao Chong raised his eyes.

"You know what kind of person my father is." Chang Qin snorted. He didn't intend to defend Master Chang at all, his expression was full of disdain. ,"

"He crawled into my courtyard just like that, begging me to give him a good time with a sword."

Xiao Chong felt the goosebumps on the back of his neck, and he was even more terrified when he thought that Chang Qin was defecating like himself at that time. He was not only facing a dying male favorite, but also the most disgusting face of his father.

"I was terrified and I even wanted to help him."

"I did that too," Chang Qin's eyes paled. This was undoubtedly a memory that terrified him. "The first person I fell under my sword was a little slave who had a hard background and went to another fire pit."

Xiao Chong swallowed, "Your father, him, what's his reaction?"

"Twenty copper coins were deducted from my monthly money."

……

Xiao Chong was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Is a human life only worth this money?

Yes, it's really only worth the money.

The memories in the hands of the slave trader suddenly popped into his mind, and his body trembled instinctively.

"At least the person you killed was not innocent." Chang Qin concluded.

Xiao Chong was stunned for a while, was he comforting himself?

Although he felt uncomfortable, he still nodded towards Chang Qin.

Chang Qin seemed to want to say something, but he was not very expressive, and Xiao Chong didn't want to say more, and there was a long silence between the two of them.

After a while, Liang Si's figure moved from far to near, and walked to the door.

His movements were very strange, and it was only when he saw clearly that he was dragging someone behind him.

It was the leader of the assassins just now.

The man was covered in blood and mud, but he was not dead, and his mouth was still humming.

"Is the young master in there?" Liang Si asked.

Xiao Chong quickly stood up, turned around and knocked on the door, "Master Liang Qiu, Liang Si is back."

"Tell him to come in." Liang Qiu answered from the other side of the door.

Xiao Chong opened the door and let Liang Si in.

Liang Si held the assassin's body with one hand, and walked inside with no expression on his face.

Ye Lan smelled a strong smell of blood, vomited twice, and tried her best to maintain a calm face.

Liang Si raised his hand and put the assassin down, the assassin's head knocked on the ground, another vortex of blood.

"He's a slave," Liang Si knelt down, grabbed the back of the assassin's neck, and showed them the tattoo on his collarbone.

"Is there a lock on your body?" Liang Qiu asked.

Liang Si shook his head, "I didn't find it."

He took out a small bottle, "But I recognize this medicine," Liang Si said, "it belongs to Yao Pavilion."

"Yao Pavilion?" Ye Lan asked.

"An organization that trains killers," Liang Qiu replied, "That's where Liang Si came from."

"Since they are hired, then..." He Hui looked at Liang Qiu, "Would it be impossible to find out who is behind it?"

Liang Qiu thought for a while, "We still have to use some means, but there is no need to keep this job alive."

The assassin gasped, and Liang Si's knife went straight into his throat.

The sharpness of the means made Xiao Chong get rid of the shadow just now.

Ye Lan sighed, and lay back on the bed, "Xiao Chong, come in, I'm tired."

Liang Qiu looked at him, and then said to Liang Si, "Clean up this place."

"No need, I'll just come." Xiao Chong said hastily.

Liang Si was noncommittal, and dragged the corpse back the same way.

Chang Qin walked in, pushed He Hui, "I'll accompany you back."

"Okay," He Hui nodded, "Ye Lan, take a good rest."

Everyone left one after another, and the house returned to calm.

Xiao Chong wiped off the blood and returned to Ye Lan's side. If it wasn't for the wound on Ye Lan's shoulder, he still felt that those things just now had never happened.

"Xiao Chong, are you okay?" Ye Lan asked.

Xiao Chong didn't realize what he meant for a while, "Huh?"

Ye Lan closed her eyes, her expression was more sad than when she was hurt by a dark arrow just now, "You..."

He felt unable to speak at all.

"It's okay," Xiao Chong said seriously, "I'm here to protect the people who are important to me."

"My mother said that killing to protect important things is not necessarily a hero, but it must be a man."

Ye Lan's heart moved, and after a while, she smiled softly, "It must be a little fool."

"What did you talk about?" Xiao Chong asked.

"It's none of your business," Ye Lan said on the face, but she thought in her heart that she is also a man who wants to be a man.

Xiao Chong was not annoyed, and observed the injury on Ye Lan's shoulder, "Be careful when you sleep, don't get crushed." He said again, "Let's go back tomorrow and find a good doctor in the city."

"Ah."

Ye Lan listened to Xiao Chong whispering, and felt warm in his heart, as if it was more pleasing to the ear than anyone else's concern.