The man's sudden rhetorical question was very unreasonable. Qi Yan murmured with some dissatisfaction: "I asked you first..."
"Before bargaining, you have to know whether you are qualified." The man's eyes squinted over: "Are you qualified?"
Qi Yan knew that in his current situation, no matter what he did, he was not qualified.
"I am Yu Xi's friend." Qi Yan replied, "I am a jailer who looks after the prison. When he was wrongfully imprisoned, he took care of him a little." Qi Yan told the truth, but hid some things. Important stuff.
"The words are very tactful." The man's understatement reaction clearly already knew Qi Yan's identity.
Although he didn't know why he was testing himself, Qi Yan tried his best to remain silent when he didn't speak.
This man's aura and background are unfathomable. It's very possible that he is the one who pulled the strings on Yu Xi.
Now it seems that he is very familiar with Yu Xi, and both himself and Yu Xi seem to be in his hands.
"Why aren't you talking?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Didn't you have a lot of questions to ask just now?"
"Since you already know my question, I don't need to ask any more questions."
"Don't you want to know my answer?"
"Whether you are willing to answer or not is your business. I can't control it, let alone the decision."
Qi Yan was so knowledgeable that the man became slightly more interested. He looked at Qi Yan for a long time, snorted softly, waved his sleeves, turned around and left.
Qi Yan was a little confused. What did he mean by coming here to show off his power
When Qi Yan was confused, the maid who had been taking care of Qi Yan in the house came in again. This time she held a set of folded clothes, as well as a neat hair crown and shoes in her hands.
"Master, please dress neatly. Your Majesty is waiting for your meal." The maid put the clothes on the bed, and then left again without waiting for Qi Yan's reaction.
Looking at the moon-white robe, Qi Yan looked at the silk lining on his body. It was obviously not something that a little jailer like himself could afford... Are these prepared for him by that cold-faced man? why
The man's attitude made Qi Yan confused for a while. If he was the one who wanted to kill Yu Xi, what was the purpose of his actions now
I can’t figure it out, but I’m definitely hungry. Qi Yan already regarded himself as a dying person. He was not dead yet anyway, and he did not expect to live long in this strange place, so he simply put on his clothes and followed the man's script.
As expected, there was a maid waiting outside the door. After Qi Yan went out, he found that his room was in a courtyard. The carved mahogany pillars were completely different from Master Liu's mansion. Qi Yan had clearly admired Master Liu's house before. It's time to stay at home.
Following the maid, he turned left and right, passed through long corridors one after another, crossed two or three circular arches, and finally stopped in a garden.
There is a large pavilion in the middle of the garden with stone tables and chairs. At this moment, there were exquisite delicacies placed on the chair. The cold-faced man just now was sitting at the main seat, staring at the food on the table with a bad expression.
Faced with his look, Qi Yan shrank, but still slowly walked into the pavilion.
The man raised his head and glared at him: "You're so lazy."
Qi Yan said nothing and ignored his reaction. He sat down opposite him, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
He had been hungry for three days, and he didn't know how he spent these three days. Anyway, when he smelled the aroma of food, the tense nerve in his brain was broken.
To hell with whether he was poisoned or not, and how long he could survive! !
The man did not condemn Qi Yan's rude behavior, but looked at him with disdain as he devoured his food. I wonder if his behavior had infected his appetite. After a moment, he also picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly but without any pause. stand up.
The two sat opposite each other, eating from the same table.
But it was the first time these two met...
Qi Yan didn't know the name of the man in front of him, what he did, or what his identity was. At the same time, he was worried about Yu Xi. Although he could not protect himself, he had made sufficient preparations...
Be fully prepared to die, no matter what the outcome is, risk your life to fight.
Perhaps Qi Yan's thoughts were too explicit, and the change in his expression made the man aware of it.
"Yu Xi is my junior brother." The man suddenly said coldly: "He handed you over to me to take care of you for half a month."
The movement of eating suddenly paused. Qi Yan raised his head in disbelief with a puzzled look: "He left me under your care for half a month?!"
"Are you questioning my words?" The man frowned displeased: "Do you think I am willing to take over your burden?"
The man's words were still so ruthless, even a bit venomous.
Qi Yan lowered his eyes and changed the topic: "How is Yu Xi? Isn't he injured?"
"He just left for business yesterday and was not at my house."
"I asked how his injury was..."
"Yu Xi is injured?" The man glanced over sharply, with unquestionable dignity: "You have to remember, Yu Xi is not injured."
The man's words were like a big hammer hitting Qi Yan's chest. He looked at the man's serious expression and finally nodded.
I am afraid that Yu Xi's injury cannot be made public. Although Qi Yan didn't know why, he still chose to remain silent.
After the meal, Qi Yan knew what he wanted to know. And the man introduced himself.
—Qian Chenghe.
The man's name was pronounced as 'jin' Chenghe by the semi-literate Qi Yan, then 'mo' Chenghe, and finally - 'qian' Chenghe in Qian Chenghe's dark face.
I don’t know where Yu Xi’s apprenticeship came from, but there was a senior brother who had such a vicious tongue but also made a fortune.
He forced himself to live here peacefully, but he always missed the injured Yu Xi in his heart. And everyone in the Yamen...
Speaking of the Yamen, Qi Yan felt uneasy.
If Mr. Liu found out that he suddenly disappeared, would he be paranoid and report it to the court? At that time, prisoners with whom he usually has a good relationship will become the targets of torture...
The punishment in the Yamen is the most terrible.
Thinking of this, Qi Yan, who had just settled down in his house for a few days, began to feel anxious again. He often blocks Qian Chenghe's door, only to find that this man also leaves early and comes home late, and is often invisible.
There was no other way, Qi Yan could only sacrifice one day's sleep, and regardless of his servants' dissuasion, he made a bunk on the floor in front of Qian Chenghe's study.
In the middle of the night, when Qian Chenghe came back, he happened to meet Qi Yan who was bored and counting stars.
"What are you doing here?" Qian Cheng hesitated.
Qi Yan looked at him and blinked: "Waiting for you."