You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 204 Who Tossed You into This

The snowy night was extremely cold.

The people kept their doors and windows closed, and the surviving soldiers stubbornly held their ground in front of the city walls.

"help me……"

Bai Wan stretched out his shackled and bleeding hands tremblingly and knocked on the door reluctantly.

However, the door immediately turned off the lights and ignored everything.

He sighed, took another bite of the snow in front of the door out of hunger, and immediately vomited it out.

The dull smell of foot washing water, the strange smell of urine, and some smell of horse manure, in short, it is very complicated...

Bai Wan was disappointed, but also hungry and cold, and looked at the surroundings with reluctant eyes.

Turning around, he caught a glimpse of a handsome and elegant young man in gorgeous clothes getting off a carriage with goods in his hands.

He couldn't help but shudder.

"Qi...Brother Qi Tu..."

The voice was very small and it was very difficult to speak.

As the other party couldn't hear him, he had to use all his strength to smash the stone next to him.

So Luo Wenqi walked closer and looked carefully, and he could not believe his eyes.

The person crawling on the ground in a miserable state was actually Bai Wan.

However, this face under the moonlight could not belong to anyone else.

How could he end up like this, covered in wounds and shackled?

"Hey, Xiaobai..." Luo Wenqi rubbed his eyes and quickly supported him.

Bai Wan sighed with relief and whispered softly.

Luo Wenqi leaned forward to listen and almost died of anger.

What kind of person is this? He keeps saying, "This snow tastes terrible..."

It was really cold on that February night.

Bai Wan was pulled to Luo Wenqi's residence in his carriage. He half leaned on the bamboo couch in the house and shivered. He put on a fur coat and even lit several charcoal fires, but he still felt cold.

It was a rare opportunity to stay in a normal house, and I even ignored the chains and shackles on my hands and feet.

"Hey, this is porridge!" Luo Wenqi came over with a bowl, "There's nothing else to eat in the middle of the night, so this is all that's left."

Bai Wan took the bowl and swallowed it whole, almost burning his tongue.

Luo Wenqi blushed: "Who tortured you to become like this?"

It's not like he had never seen Bai Wan in such a miserable state before, but this was the first time he had seen him in such a tortured state.

Ling Shumo sent a letter to ask him, saying that the person had been missing for more than four months, and he thought that everything that happened many years ago was going to happen again.

"Hey, Xiaobai. Should I write a letter to Brother Zichen and tell him that I have found you?! You..."

Bai Wan did not respond. She just felt a headache and fell asleep in a daze.

People are incredibly tired.

His eyes, which had not yet recovered, were still as blind as ever in the night, and he relied on constant groping to crawl out from the corner of the villa in the suburbs of Beijing, bit by bit.

Luo Wenqi sighed. He glanced at the chains on Bai Wan's hands and feet. The blood marks on them must have been caused by more than a day or two of wear and tear.

Not to mention, the whip marks under his torn clothes had not yet scabbed over, clearly caused recently.

What is most eye-catching is that Bai Wan's hands are covered with calluses and scratches from painting on the wall.

If Ling Shumo saw this, he would be heartbroken.

Luo Wenqi suddenly sighed and walked out of the room, intending to find a locksmith to unlock the man's shackles first.

The capital was trapped at this time, and the Xuanli Army could attack at any time. Even if he wanted to send a letter, he probably couldn't get it out.

The snowy night is long.

When Bai Wan woke up one night, she found herself lying on a bamboo couch.

The first thing you see is a blurry light and a yellowish shadow.

My head still hurts.

"The young master has woken up!" "The young master has woken up!" the maid in the room shouted.

The person on the bed was still blurry and barely managed to stand up from the bed, only to find that the chains on his hands and feet had been opened.

"It's good that you woke up!" Luo Wenqi, who came over after hearing the voice, was frightened when he thought that this person had been unconscious for a long time.

Bai Wan raised his hand in the air and seemed to see a vague figure.

"I was in the other courtyard, when did you escape?"

"Villa! What villa?" Luo Wenqi looked at him strangely.

Bai Wan was suddenly startled. He still remembered how he had dug the wall with a bamboo stick, but he could not remember what happened afterwards.

He knew he had forgotten something again, so he forced a smile and bowed, "Thank you, Brother Qi Tu!"

Seeing the man's pale face, Luo Wenqi felt very uncomfortable and asked directly: "Where have you been for more than four months? Do you know that Brother Zichen has been asking about your whereabouts everywhere?"

Bai Wan lowered her head slightly, feeling a little complicated.

He didn't want to be separated for so long.

During this period of time, he had been suppressing his longing for her, but he was powerless.

After all, Ling Shumo was very likely to be executed at that time! And he thought that even if he was locked up in the other courtyard again, he could still escape.

Of course, choose the most important one.

"I...I went to the Colosseum to make money. The injuries on my body are caused by the punishment from my boss after I was defeated."

Bai Wan spoke calmly, without blushing or feeling nervous.

When these words are spoken, it really makes others feel desolate and powerless.

Luo Wenqi stared at him, rolling his eyes to the sky: "Hey, Xiaobai, your lying skills are getting worse and worse!"

Not to mention Ling Shumo, even the blind fortune teller at the city gate wouldn't believe such words.

Feeling cold, Bai Wan shivered and shrank back, with a look of self-destruction on his face.

The voice seemed to be mixed with many indescribable emotions.

Luo Wenqi was surprised to hear the man's hoarse voice.

"I'm not in the other courtyard, where is this place?"

Bai Wan waved his hands in the air in confusion, and his expression was exactly the same as before.

Suddenly, this question made people feel shocked.

Xiaobai, don’t you remember what just happened?

If this is true, this memory has probably experienced unimaginable things.

Han Miaoran, how could she have such a miserable fate.

The maid handed over the prepared medicine bowl with concern: "Layman, the medicine is ready."

Luo Wenqi took it with a frown and looked at Bai Wan's surprised face with a gloomy expression.

"Hey, Yinhong. Hurry up and bring me some paper and pen... I need to write a letter."

In this situation, even if the capital city is under siege, the news must be told to Ling Shumo.

No matter how much nonsense Xiaobai talks, he will definitely speak the truth in front of Brother Zichen!

Luo Wenqi seemed to feel that it was natural that he should be aware of this person's every move.

The shivering person on the bed was holding a hand warmer, wrapping himself in warmth bit by bit.

He tried his best to keep warm, and was even more afraid of the cold than anyone else in the room...