Chapter 539
I Transmigrated As A Prison Guard And Suppressed The Princess
On the official road.
Xiao ran was riding on Xiao Wu, carrying Zi âer, and Yang Pingâ an was sitting on his head.
She looked at Shen Yiming and couldnât help but want to laugh.
Shen Yiming was riding on the night illumination dragon horse. Although he had put on a good show, if one looked closely, one would see that his legs were shaking and weak. He had two dark circles under his eyes and was yawning. He looked listless.
On the other hand, the divine sword guards that he had brought with him took another official road. They did not follow him.
âYou didnât sleep all night?â Xiao ran teased.
Shen Yiming glared at him fiercely. Wasnât this nonsense?
Two pairs of twins and four skinny people. If he slept with them, wouldnât it be a waste of resources?
With Zi âer around.
There were some things that Shen Yiming was too embarrassed to say.
Xiao ran didnât let him off.âI told you to take it easy, but youâre just letting yourself go after getting an advantage.â
Shen Yiming couldnât take it anymore. He had been criticized time and time again. Even if what he said was the truth, he still wanted to keep his face, okay?
âCan you not mention it?â
......
âIf little Zhou, that big mouth, knew about this, who knows what he would say about you. In less than half a day, your glorious deeds will be spread throughout the capital. â Xiao ran teased.
âItâs my treat at the drunken immortal court, a weekâs worth of expenses covered. â Shen Yiming was helpless.
âLacking that little bit of wine?â
Shen Yiming was speechless.
Xiao ran stopped teasing him and looked in the direction of the capital. There were only three days left before the one-month deadline.
With their speed, they would be able to get back before dark.
On the official road leading to the capital from Ming Guan road.
The twelfth sword leaned on his wenqu sword. The sword was wrapped in a rag and looked very dirty. There was mud everywhere. Even his clothes were the same. They were in tatters, and there were even large holes in some places.
His hair was disheveled, and he was barefooted, just like a lunatic.
Ever since Xiao ran separated from him, he had been walking and stopping, and his injuries had yet to recover.
Then, his bad luck came.
It was a miserable journey.
As long as there was the slightest sign of trouble or something was wrong, he would run away in advance, for fear of being targeted by demons or martial artists of the pugilistic world. If it was light, he would be beaten up, or if it was serious, he would be injured.
There were a few times when he would have lost his life if he had not run fast enough.
He had figured out a theory.
Before he had enough strength to protect himself, he should not reveal his wealth.
Hence.
He picked up some rags and wrapped the wenqu sword up, then dirtied it on purpose.
He had also thrown away the expensive brocade clothes he was wearing. When he passed by a village, he took advantage of the dark night and stole a commonerâs clothes, and that was how he became like this.
He looked in the direction of the capital.
âIn two more days, weâll be able to return to the capital, and everything will be over.â The 12th sword thought fervently.
Holding back the heartache and the history of blood and tears, he walked forward with difficulty.
Gulu!
He was famished. He hadnât eaten anything since noon yesterday, and the strong sense of hunger filled his stomach.
Suddenly.
On the official road, a group of merchants was resting by the side of the road.
The 12th swordâs eyes lit up. He licked his lips, and a surge of power emerged from his body. He walked over quickly.
A guard stopped him. Looking at the stench coming from his body, he pushed him away in disgust.
The 12th sword took three steps back before he managed to stop.
Without waiting for him to speak, the guard shouted with a cold face,âwhere did this stinking beggar come from? get lost!â Donât disturb me, or Iâll teach you a lesson. ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
These days of hardship.
He wanted to let the proud 12th sword understand a principle.
One had to recognize the reality, especially in the current situation. Without enough strength, even if others hit or scolded him, he had to be able to not fight back.
Donât keep a straight face, you have to smile.
He tried his best to force a smile and make his smile look natural.
âBig brother, I, I havenât eaten anything for a day.â The 12th sword stretched out his head and looked at the people of the merchant group eating their dry rations. He drooled in his heart.
He continued.
âCan you give me some to fill my stomach?â
She put her hands together and thanked him.
âPlease!â
âWhoâs your big brother? Donât try to claim connections, I donât have such a promising little brother like you. â The guard scolded.
If it was in the past.
If someone dared to speak to him like this, the 12th sword would have already slashed over.
Now.
He had to endure. He had a deep understanding of the dangers of the Jianghu.
âJust a little. Two steamed buns and a bag of water will do. If itâs convenient, a chicken leg will do too.â
âHaha ...â The guard was amused.
He patted his shoulder sarcastically, his face full of disdain.
Just as he was about to speak, the steward of the carriage team walked over and stopped.
âGreetings, Butler li.â The guard bowed respectfully.
âWhatâs going on?â Butler li asked.
âThis stinky beggar who came out of nowhere actually wants us to give him two steamed buns, a chicken leg, and a bag of water.â
âIs that so?â Steward li squinted his eyes.
âYes.â The guard nodded.
Caretaker li smiled mysteriously as he looked at the 12th sword. It was indeed very smelly and very dirty. He resisted the disgust and the urge to kick him away.
âAre you hungry?â
âYes.â The 12th sword nodded.
âYou want to eat steamed buns and chicken legs?â
âIf itâs not convenient, steamed buns are fine too.â The 12th sword was not a picky eater.
âYou have money?â Butler li asked again.
âI donât have money!â The 12th sword shook his head.
âIâm very close to you?â
âIâm not. â Sword 12 was disappointed.
âSorry for the disturbance!â
He turned around and was about to leave, but Butler li blocked his way. Sword 12 suppressed his displeasure and asked,âis there anything else?â
âDonât you want to eat?â Steward li squinted his eyes.