By decree and pro

Chapter 16 Design

Yan tossed and turned and dreamed of Brother Huang again, this time Aiqing took his hand and went with him to play on the swing in the imperial garden.

There was a young man standing not far behind them. Yan thought it was Jing Tingrui. After all, Jing Tingrui, as the prince's bodyguard, followed the emperor's brother every step of the way.

But when Yan almost fell off the swing, the man suddenly hugged him, it turned out to be Usman!

Usman smiled and said: "My concubine, you have to be careful."

As soon as Yan lowered his head, he, who was just a child, became an adult in an instant, not to mention, what's the matter with this round belly?Long is like a hill, and the belt is almost unrestricted.

"Aifei, do you think our baby is a prince or a princess?" Usman smiled charmingly, stroking Yan's belly with one hand.

"Hey?!" Yan shivered all over his body, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a dark color like incense ash, and then he took a closer look, it was the curtain of a gray tent.

Yan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, stood up with lingering fear, and suddenly found a sunken place beside the bed, as if someone had been lying there.

"Ilya?" Yan called out of the tent.

Ilya walked in while rubbing the back of her neck, looking even more tired than Yan.

"Yan, you're awake."

"What's wrong with your neck?" Yan saw Ilya's uneasy expression.

"I fell asleep on the floor for some reason last night," said Ilya, shaking his head from side to side. "Maybe he twisted his neck."

"Is it important?" Yan got up after hearing this, "Come here and let me have a look."

"It's okay, it's just a stiff neck." Ilya smiled, "I have breakfast today."

"Where's the breakfast? Haven't we finished all the sweet potatoes?" It's okay not to mention breakfast, but Yan felt very hungry when he mentioned it.

Perhaps it was this panic that made him have such weird nightmares.

Yan tried his best to forget the horrific scene in the dream, the only thing to be thankful for was that it was just a dream, and it was impossible for him to see what happened in the dream in his life.

"I didn't expect that Helian Uro would be useful. He went to the chef's place early in the morning to fool around with the crow spirit method, and the chef gave him a big pot of goat's milk and some dried corn on the cob. .”

"Ah?" Yan was a little dazed, "What method?"

"The method of the crow spirit, he fooled the chef and said that if the crow spirit warlock is given something delicious, then the chef will get a rich burial from the crow spirit when he dies in the future." Ilya had to say with emotion, "He is too good at talking nonsense, then The chef has never seen anything before, so he was taken aback by him."

"Listen to you, I have to be on guard against him." Yan took the shoes and socks at the end of the bed and put them on.

"Of course we have to be on guard. Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing the heart." Ilya said with a smile, "You taught me this."

Yan couldn't help smiling: "But you don't need to be wary between friends, thank you."

Yan refers to the fact that after he fell asleep, Ilya helped him take off his shoes and socks and covered him with a quilt.

"Yan," Ilya thought that Yan was thanking him for preparing breakfast, so he replied with a smile, "it's nothing, it deserves your thanks."

"I feel more and more that meeting you is a blessing among misfortunes." Yan said, walking outside side by side with Ilya.

"Ouch, it's so hot!" Helian Uro held the steaming goat milk pot in both hands, looking as if he was about to throw it out in a panic.

"You idiot! Don't you know how to get a cloth pad?" Ilya hurried to help.

Yan smiled, and went to fetch water from the reservoir.

People here don't know how to wash and bath unless they are covered with blood, so the sour smell can be smelled from three miles away.

Yan couldn't bear being slovenly, especially when he was in the Tower of Death Row, he couldn't take a bath. It was really uncomfortable. It can be said that Yan had never been so hopeful about the matter of "bathing".

Since there is water here to take a bath, he would wash it carefully before getting up early and before going to bed. Of course, this also caused jokes from others, saying that he is not fastidious, no matter how clean he washes, he can't get rid of the smell around him .

Dang Yan threw the barrel into the cistern, shook the rope, and watched the empty barrel roll a few times on the water surface before sinking and being filled with water.

Yan picked up the full bucket with one hand, and suddenly, he wondered if he, like this bucket, was dragged and fiddled with by Usman.

"No, I won't let him play with me." Yan frowned, and drove this negative and dull thought out of his head.

The sudden thought of Usman was probably because of a bad feeling in my heart.

How could Usman, who was full of desire to see him "make a fool of himself", let him "carefree" in the fighting beast camp without doing anything?This is so unrealistic.

"Yan, wash it quickly." Ilya suddenly exclaimed, "This guy is not human, he almost swallowed the pot together!"

Yan raised his head and saw that Helian Uro was not afraid of being scalded anymore, and was drinking goat's milk from the iron pot.

"Wait a minute! Save some for me!" Yan quickly stood up, rinsed his body cleanly, then tore off a piece of clothes from the drying rack and put them on, and tied his belt as he walked.

"Yan, your movements are too fast." Ilya smiled.

"I vomited all the food I ate last night, and now I'm starving to death." Yan took a look into the steaming goat's milk pot, and said, "Isn't there still more than half of the pot, it scared me..."

"I'm full, the rest is yours, and this corn on the cob." Helian Uro handed the roasted corn on the cob to Yan, "Sprinkle a little salt on top, it's delicious."

"Where did you get the salt?" Yan knew oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar tea, and there was nothing to ask for here.

"I grabbed a handful of salt when I got the goat's milk." Helian Wuluo smiled innocently, "I heard from the manager that there will be a beast show today, and there will be a lot of work. You can't do it if you don't eat enough."

"I don't know when it will be my turn to play." Yan said as he gnawed some hot corn on the cob. The corn kernels had no taste, but because they were sprinkled with coarse salt, they were surprisingly delicious.

"Are you so disgusted with life?" Helian Wuluo shook his head again, "Forget about messing around here, anyway, if you have something to eat, you won't starve to death."

"I'm different from you, you came here to fool around, and I can't stay here." Yan Yi smiled, "There is still an elder brother waiting for me to go back at home."

"Looking at your anxious look, I thought you were a daughter-in-law." Someone interjected next to you.

I don't know when it started, a few beast fighters came to eat and drink, and they were all low-level. The weapons they wore were messy, including wooden sticks, iron forks, and a broken animal skin shield.

Helian Uro roasted a lot of corn on the cob, but he didn't care about it, so he gave some to them.

Everyone sat around eating and drinking unconsciously, and the atmosphere became lively.

"If it's really a daughter-in-law, I won't be in a hurry." Once the stomach is not empty, Yan's mood will be better, so he joked.

"Hey, stranger, what are you talking about, is it true that a brother is better than a daughter-in-law?"

"That's natural." Yan nodded.

"From what you said, I know you haven't married a wife yet, no, you haven't even slept with a woman, right?" The man with the broken shield on his back laughed and said, "Otherwise, why would you want a brother instead of a wife?"

"That's right, wait for the next few boys, don't even talk about brothers, even parents, hahaha." The crowd burst into laughter, making Yan's face a little red.

"How could I do this." Yan denied, and reached out to get the goat milk pot. Helian Uro shook his hand for some reason, and knocked over the milk pot. The goat milk put out the fire and emitted a scorched aroma.

"Oh, why are you so careless." Ilya blamed Helen Uro and said, "It's hard to have a mouthful of hot milk."

"Forget it, did you get burned?" Yan was concerned about Helian Wuluo's fingers, just now he saw that his hand had touched the bottom of the blackened pot.

"No." Helian Uro looked a little upset, and muttered, "I wanted to pass the milk pot to you, but I didn't want to be burned by the flames."

"Forget it. You didn't mean it." Yan gently held Helian Uro's right hand and placed it on his knee.There was a bit of grievance on Helian Uro's face. He was dressed in black clothes full of evil spirits, and for such a tall and tall person, it was really inconsistent to put on this little wife-like expression.

Everyone else was laughing, only Yan didn't dislike his weirdness, and treated him gently and honestly.

"The skin on the fingertips is a little red, but there are no blisters, so it shouldn't be a problem." Yan whispered, rubbing the tip of Helian Uro's index finger repeatedly to confirm that it was all right.

Ilya suddenly stopped gnawing on the corn cob, staring straight at Yan and Helen Uro.

"It turns out that you are a man and a pervert, that's why you don't want a daughter-in-law." Someone said Ilya's heartfelt feelings.

"Stop talking nonsense." Yan said solemnly, and let go of Helian Wuluo's fingers.

"Why are you still here? It's almost a mess over there." The handyman with many colorful flags on his shoulders came over and said, "Hurry up and help."

"Yeah." Yan stood up, "I have to shovel shit."

"Are you Yan?" Without thinking, the handyman stared at Yan and said, "From Dayan."

"what happened?"

"Boss asked you to sell meat."

"Ah?" A pork stall in the street market appeared in Yan's head, "Sell, meat?"

"Isn't this all Aziz's work, why did it fall on Yan's head?" Ilya interjected.

"Aziz..." Yan heard the name a little familiar, but couldn't remember who it was. Ilya pushed back her buttocks, opened her hands again, and made a posture of a peacock spreading its tail.

"Oh, flower peacock." Yan understood in his heart, and then asked Ilya, "Isn't he a helper of Buluhan? Do you need to do other work?"

Ever since Yan entered the camp, he has seen Hua Peacock leading a group of young boys who are also gorgeous and flamboyant to dodge around, and has never done anything serious.

"That's a fat job," Ilya said. "You can get a lot of tips if you sell those beast hearts and treasures to those rich guys."

"I know the heart of a beast, what is a beast treasure?" Yan asked.

"You don't even know this? This animal treasure is eggs, sons, eggs, eggs." Ilya said, and made a playful gesture towards Yan's crotch, "You have them too."

Yan looked at Ilya's sharp knife, and couldn't help but feel pain.

Ilya giggled, and said, "Beast fighters will dig out the heart and balls after killing the beasts, and seal them in ice jars. Eating those things can strengthen the body and strengthen the body, and the market has always been very good. Before the show starts, Aziz will lead people to the VIP seats to sell, and if he meets someone who is a little bit bolder, he can even buy people’s things.”

After Ilya winked and said, Yan finally understood that Peacock took the opportunity of selling animal hearts and treasures to sell itself to the rich and noble ladies.

That's right, this fighting beast battalion kills too much and is full of blood, so there is no place for them to live for a long time.

And Bu Luhan is not a good stubble, he dislikes flowers and peacocks, so it is not impossible for an unhappy person to kill him by mistake one day.

Yan suddenly felt that everyone here was trying to find a way out, but he still didn't understand anything.

When he was in Dayan, as a prince, no matter what he did, someone would help arrange everything. Even if he made friends with many people in the world, he was given preferential treatment because of his precious status.

Living in the rich clothes and fine food, naturally, he would not feel that there is anything wrong with this kind of treatment. After coming to Xiliang and becoming an ordinary person, he would find that he was really naive before.

Take the matter of going to Xiliang alone, this first step was wrong.

When he came to this completely unfamiliar country, he had no entry into the country, and he knew nothing about the etiquette and laws here.

He broke into Usman's bedroom in a fit of anger, no wonder Usman said he was "stupid".

Isn't this just putting your neck under the guillotine and looking for death?If it weren't for Usman's scruples about the emperor's brother, he would have really hacked him.

"No, if he wants to kill me, I will die with him." Yan quickly thought that only Usman didn't want to let him go.

It was also because the other party was Usman that he acted so impulsively, as if he had eaten a box of meth.

Although he knew in his heart that he should not be too impulsive, just like Ming Jing, Yan clenched his fists when he thought of Usman who had a bad belly.

"Yan, are you listening to me?" Ilya waved his hand at Yan, "You better not go."

"Why don't you go?" Yan came back to his senses, and found that the handyman had gone away, only Ilya was left here, and even Helian Uro didn't know where to go.

"Hua Peacock definitely wants to take this opportunity to hurt you, maybe it was ordered by Buluhan." Ilya analyzed seriously, "Didn't you have a conflict in the sword training ground yesterday? Buluhan will not let you go."

"If he wants to harm me, he can go anywhere. It's useless for me to hide." Yan Jing calmly said, "Ilya, don't worry, I have my own defenses."

Ilya wanted to say something, but felt unable to persuade Yan, so he said: "Then you should be careful, not only peacocks but also those people."

"Those people?" Yan wanted to ask who it was, but Ilya was urged to clean the trapped beast tower.

Yan first cleaned up the breakfast on the stove, and stuffed the remaining corn cobs and goat milk into his stomach, reluctant to waste them.

Then, Yan, who was full of food and drink, went to report to Hua Peacock.