Yan Ruchu staggered, stabilized her body and called out: "Mr. Chen..."
Chen Changsheng looked at him calmly and said, "Chen didn't lie to you."
Yan Ruchu lowered his head.
He didn't speak again for a long while.
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen has already told you what you want to know. If you have nothing else to do, please come back."
Yan Ruchu raised his head and asked: "Mr. Chen, how can Ruchu save String String?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Your Highness, how do you think people from the world of the world can interfere with the affairs of the underworld?"
"Your Highness, please come back."
After Chen Changsheng said this, he entered the door and closed the door casually.
"Bang da."
Yan Ruchu stood in the empty alley.
His face suddenly turned pale, and his legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground.
"Young Master!"
The old servant who was guarding not far away quickly came forward to support him.
Yan Ruchu waved her hands slightly and said, "I'm fine."
It's just that he is completely different from usual at this moment. His voice is light and airy, like a dying patient.
Yan Ruchu lowered his head and said, "Go back."
The old servant supported Yan Ruchu and slowly left the alley.
After exiting the alley, Yan Ruchu looked at the hustle and bustle on the street and couldn't help but ask herself.
Who am I now?
String String suffered in the underworld, but now he is king and dominates in this mortal world.
Living in this world, even often greedy for pleasure.
Yan Ruchu laughed at himself, seeming a little crazy.
"Master..."
The old servant was stunned for a moment, wondering what happened to His Highness.
…
Sanniang Wang made vegetable dumplings in the afternoon and sent some over.
Chen Changsheng also got a good taste.
Both Ruyi and Ping An ate the dumplings with gusto. A little pork suet was added to the dumplings to make them more oily and taste better. Ping An ate the dumplings the most sloppily, with his mouth full of oil.
When it was getting dark, Ping An and Ruyi followed Wang Sanniang back.
It's dark, and without candlelight, I can't practice calligraphy.
Before Ruyi left, she was still a little reluctant and said: "Uncle Chen, Ruyi will come back tomorrow morning to study."
"Okay." Chen Changsheng nodded and smiled.
Ruyi held Ping An's hand and followed Sanniang back to the yard.
Yanhuanglou sat aside and said, "These two dolls are very well-behaved."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Ruyi is more lively, Ping An is not talkative, but he is not indifferent. Wang Sanniang disciplines him well."
Yanhuanglou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thinking about it, if I had chosen a mother-in-law earlier, my grandchildren would probably be bigger than expected."
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and asked, "What? You are tired of living alone and want to find a companion?"
Yanhuanglou breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Forget it, I can't even support myself. I just feel comfortable looking at this family. After all, who doesn't want the family to be more prosperous."
"It's just that this world is too difficult."
He will see the end of his life, so he only sighs occasionally.
After Yanhuanglou finished chatting, he went back to the house. Maybe he was a little tired from setting up the stall and wanted to lie down for a while.
Chen Changsheng had nothing to do, so he broke a branch and started practicing his sword in the yard.
It has been a long time since I practiced sword practice.
In fact, since he came back from the spirit cage, Chen Changsheng rarely used his sword again. He probably felt a little tired, but he couldn't let it go. After all, his ability was only so much.
The tree branch was swung in Chen Changsheng's hand, but there was no sword energy at all. It was just a normal wave.
The sound of brushing sounded in the courtyard.
When it's getting dark.
Ping An, who was on the other side of the yard, heard the sound from next door.
He found a stool to put on the bottom of his feet, climbed up the courtyard wall and looked over there.
Chen Changsheng retracted his hand and turned to look at the head sticking out of the courtyard wall.
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Your mother will beat you after you climb this high."
Ping An said: "If Uncle Chen doesn't tell me, my mother won't know."
Chen Changsheng said: "Get down quickly."
"oh."
Ping An agreed reluctantly, and then got down from the wall.
He stood under the wall and said, "What is Uncle Chen doing?"
Across a wall, Chen Changsheng replied: "Playing with a sword."
"Is it fun?"
"Fun? It should be considered fun."
While talking about peace, I heard the swishing sound coming from behind the wall.
Ping An didn't know what sword playing meant, he only knew that it was dancing around with a branch.
"Why is Uncle Chen so awesome? He seems to know everything."
Chen Changsheng asked while practicing his sword: "For example?"
"Writing, reading, telling stories, and playing swordsmanship, well, although Ping An doesn't know what swordsmanship is."
"It's not something difficult."
"Yes."
Ping An said, "It's not difficult to read and write. It's just that Ping An doesn't know as much as Uncle Chen."
There was still a swishing sound behind the wall.
Ping An thought for a while, then stepped on the stool and stood on tiptoe to take a look into the yard.
Unexpectedly, when he poked his head out, Uncle Chen stopped.
Ping An blinked and asked, "Why don't you use the sword anymore, sir?"
"No more playing, let's take a rest."
Chen Changsheng blinked and smiled, and said: "Believe it or not, Ping An, if you don't go down, your mother will grab your ears, lock you in the room and spank you within three seconds."
Ping An shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."
Just as he was talking, he heard a soft roar from the courtyard next door.
"Safety!!"
Ping An was stunned for a moment, then turned around to see his mother's murderous face.
"Mother, mother..."
Ping An also retracted his head.
Chen Changsheng, who was sitting in the courtyard, immediately heard the peaceful wails in the courtyard next door.
"I don't dare anymore, mother, I don't dare anymore..."
"You're so brave! You dare to climb the wall! Look, I won't deal with you today!"
Ping An was naturally spanked, and his buttocks turned red.
Although the wall is not high, if your sprained foot falls off, the pain will be severe, let alone a child like Ping An.
Chen Changsheng in the courtyard smiled.
To him, this was extremely interesting.
…
When the sky completely darkened, Yanhuang Tower also woke up.
He came to the courtyard, and under the moonlight, he could still see Chen Changsheng sitting in the courtyard and taking a nap with his chin propped up.
Yanhuanglou asked: "Why don't you go into the house and sleep?"
Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and said, "Just sit for a while and then fall asleep."
Yanhuanglou came over and sat next to him.
Chen Changsheng saw that Yanhuanglou seemed a little lackluster and asked, "Are you still awake?"
Yanhuanglou said: "It's a little bit. I've been very sleepy these days, and sometimes I can't fall asleep even if I want to, and my head feels very dizzy."
He hit him and said, "I'm just too old."
Chen Changsheng took a look at Yanhuang Tower. He paused and opened his mouth to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.
Instead, he asked, "Where was the fan from before?"