Chapter 927 (2/2)

”Hum, smelly beggar.” Lian Yantao had drunk some wine and was full of wine. He suddenly took out two ingots of silver from his arms and threw them in front of the beggar, ”take them.”

He kept silent and nodded his thanks.

Lian Yantao swaggered away with the bird cage and walked into the prime minister's house.

The eyes behind the beggar's hair suddenly became indifferent, and there was a faint irony in the corners of his mouth.

It was getting dark, and the lanterns at the door of the prime minister's house lit up. His face was melted into darkness, even more inconspicuous.

Then he saw Lian Yanqing coming out of the prime minister's house and hurried into a carriage to see what was particularly important——

Lian Xiang, you have lived so carefully over the years and never stood in line easily, but your daughter married the prince with the strongest strength.

He lay there for a long time. Then he thought about his feet and slowly promised to go to the beggar's nest.

After walking back there, he found the little beggar lying next to his original position. He frowned and walked over. As soon as he sat down, the little beggar woke up, quickly sat up and said:

”You're back. Where have you been? I bought you wine. Drink it.” The little beggar took a pot of wine out of his arms, stuffed it into his hand and said, ”I ate a roast chicken today. I'm full. Thank you. I won't be hungry all my life.”

He didn't speak. He took the wine and drank it one mouthful at a time. He thought about something in his mind. He drank it slowly until midnight. He opened his trouser legs. There were scars on them, which he cut himself.

Just holding the wine pot, he fell asleep. In his sleep, he dreamed of a woman——

A cold and gorgeous woman, a heartless woman, has a beautiful face and the coldest heart.

She didn't blink when she killed, and she never hesitated when she shot.

But as like as two peas in the dream, he dreamt of some strange scenes. He dreamed that he was a close friend of this woman.

However, this woman is different from that one. This woman will smile at him and talk to him softly.

They are obviously alone, but they don't seem to be alone.

When he woke up, it was already dawn. He shook his head - strange, how could he have such a strange dream? When had that woman been kind to him, let alone as tender as water in the dream.

It's funny to have such a dream.

He looked at the little beggar next to him, and he just woke up——

”Do you want to wear clean clothes?” He asked.

Hearing his voice, the little beggar widened his eyes in surprise, looked at him in disbelief, and said in surprise, ”can you speak? I thought you couldn't speak? ”

Without any expression, he asked, ”do you want to wear clean clothes, eat clean food and be with clean people?”

The little beggar's eyes twinkled with clusters of small flames and said incredulously, ”can you? I think, I think, I dream. ”

He took out a ingot of silver from his arms and explained, ”go buy two clean clothes, take a bath in the bathhouse, and follow a man named Lian Yantao. What to do? Come here every night and I'll teach you.”

The little beggar took the silver and said happily, ”Why are you rich?”

”Anyway, the money is useless to me. I'll give it to you.” He said.

”OK, I'll listen to you. I'll buy clothes, go to the bathhouse and come to you in the evening.” The little beggar said happily.