In the room, there were two people.

One of them was obviously a young prostitute from the Southern Qing Palace. He was only wearing a thin gauze robe. The other person was the one who disguised himself as The Second Brother Lai. His clothes were untidy. Looking at them, it was obvious what they were doing in the room.

But what made Hua Cuicui shocked was that when she entered the room, she checked the face of "The Second Brother Lai". This person was really like what Yan Heng said. He did not disguise himself and looked exactly the same as The Second Brother Lai.

"The Second Brother Lai" had his hands tied. He was kneeling on the ground and cursing, "Who are you!

Why did you tie me up?! "

Yan Heng ordered A Wu to bring out a chair and carefully clean it. Then he comfortably reclined on it and continued to play with his walnuts. He lazily opened his mouth and said, "You know The Second Brother Lai, right?"

When the kneeling "The Second Brother Lai" heard this, his face turned pale. He stammered, "Who is The Second Brother Lai? I don't know him. What does it have to do with me?"

"Oh?

You don't know him?

If you don't know him, then why did you sell out his wife? "Yan Heng raised his eyebrows.

"You're slandering me!

I don't know what happened! "" The Second Brother Lai "was still quibbling.

Yan Heng changed his position and said slowly, "How about this, I'll be direct. I'll give you two choices. First, you can explain yourself and I'll spare your life. Second, you can die without saying anything!"

"The Second Brother Lai" was suddenly speechless. He carefully looked at the person who was reclining on the chair. He had a graceful temperament and his clothes and accessories were not ordinary. He thought that he had kicked an iron plate this time and could not escape. After a while, he said dispiritedly, "I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?"

"The Second Brother Lai" actually did not disguise himself. His appearance was the same as The Second Brother Lai because he and The Second Brother Lai were twins.

He was The Second Brother Lai's elder brother, Big Brother Lai.

Hua Cuicui, who had been standing at the side, interrupted Big Brother Lai, "You said that you and The Second Brother Lai are brothers?

Everyone knows that The Second Brother Lai's brother starved to death during the famine. "

For some reason, Big Brother Lai, who heard Hua Cuicui's words, laughed wildly, "Starved to death?

? I'd rather I starved to death! "

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, not knowing why he said this.

It turned out that when the Lai brothers were four years old, the weather in their hometown was bad. It had not rained for half a year. Without rain, there was no water to irrigate the fields, and the ground was dry and cracked. As a result, the people were crying out in pain. Without food, they would starve to death.

Big Brother Lai's family was a poor family. They did not have any land and did not have any money to buy the rice stored by the rich family. The family of four, the food in the house was decreasing day by day.

In the end, they had no choice but to tear off tree bark to eat …

The Lai brothers' parents looked at the empty house and then looked at their two sons. In the end, they had no choice but to sell one of their sons in exchange for rice.

But one of their palms and the other the back of their hands, no matter which one they sold, they would be cutting off a piece of flesh from their heart.

But the reality was like this. No matter how reluctant they were, they had to sell. If they did not sell, the family of four would starve to death.

In the end, on the day the traffickers came, one of the two children was sick and lying on the bed, and the other was so thin that he did not even look human anymore.

The traffickers said that if they did not accept the sick one, they would lose a lot of money if he died before he could be sold. The other one was thin, but he could still be sold.

In the end, Big Brother Lai left with the traffickers.

The four year old Big Brother Lai stayed in the traffickers' den. Not to mention meat, he did not even have rice porridge to drink. He only had a bowl of rice porridge that was as clear as water every two days. If it was not for his life, he probably would not even be able to eat rice porridge. He was often beaten by the traffickers, and his life was miserable.

On the seventh day, the traffickers took him to a hidden house and sold him to a fat and wretched landlord to be a child molester …

He would always remember the determined look on his parents' faces when they sold him to the traffickers. When he was tortured and tortured, he would grit his teeth and cry, and resent his parents for not selling his second brother Lai but him instead. In the past, his parents favored The Second Brother Lai more at home. When they had something good to eat, they would give it to The Second Brother Lai first … Every time he thought of this, he would feel resentful!

It was hatred!

More than ten years had passed. He was lucky enough to survive and come to Chang 'an City. He finally saw his family, whom he thought he would never see again.

That day, he was strolling in the city and happened to see The Second Brother Lai, who was going to Juxin Square. He immediately knew that this person was his younger brother.

He was careful and followed The Second Brother Lai for a few days. He knew that The Second Brother Lai's parents had died long ago. Only the Second Brother Lai and his wife were left.

That day, when The Second Brother Lai left the city, Hu Erhua sent him off with tears in her eyes. He hid in the dark and clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he looked at The Second Brother Lai. Then, he looked at himself, who looked neither like a human nor a ghost. More than ten years of resentment suddenly surged in his heart.

He did not dare to kill anyone. He knew that it was a crime and he would go to jail. However, he knew that The Second Brother Lai valued his wife more than anything else.

That day, when he came to Juxin Square, he planned to sell The Second Brother Lai's wife, Hu Erhua, after gambling. He wanted her to be humiliated in the brothel, just like he had been in the past. When The Second Brother Lai came back and saw his wife in such a state, he would definitely suffer a fate worse than death. It would be even better than killing him.

But unfortunately, he gambled too much at Juxin Square, and even after losing all the money he had, he still refused to leave. But without money, how could he gamble?

He immediately thought that if he sold his wife, he might as well sell her to the gambling house. Then, he would have money to continue gambling. What was the use of selling his wife to the gambling house?

In the end, she would still have to go to the brothel.

Therefore, the whole thing happened like this …

After he finished speaking, Big Brother Lai cried and laughed like a madman. Hua Cuicui was silent for a moment. Her heart was heavy, and she did not know what to say.

Yan Heng, who was sitting casually, also became serious. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Now that The Second Brother Lai and his wife are dead, are you happy?"

"Happy?

Of course I'm happy!

They all deserved to die!

Hahahahaha … It's good that they died. "Big Brother Lai cried and roared. It seemed that he had lost his mind …

"A Wu, send him to Magistrate Shen. Tell him the reason and lock him up." Yan Heng waved his hand tiredly and ordered.

"Yes, Prince."

After he finished speaking, A Wu dragged the crazy Big Brother Lai out. The young man also hurried out. Only Hua Cuicui and Yan Heng were left in the room.

…

Hua Cuicui looked at Yan Heng, who seemed to be thinking about something. She could not help but say, "Prince, since this matter is over, and you know that it has nothing to do with Juxin Square, I'll leave now."

Just as she finished speaking, there was a deafening sound of thunder from the horizon. Through the window, they could see a flash of white lightning streaking across the night sky. Then, it started to rain heavily.

Yan Heng stood up and said to Hua Cuicui, "Let's go. I'll send you back to Juxin Square."

Hua Cuicui quickly shook her head, "Thank you, Prince, for your kindness, but I can go back by myself."

This time, Yan Heng did not joke around. He looked at Hua Cuicui firmly and said, "Let's go."

…

The raindrops fell on the umbrella and slid down to the ground. Because it was still raining at night, there was no one else on the street.

One umbrella, two people, walking side by side like this …

Hua Cuicui looked at the raindrops falling on the ground and murmured, "Hu Erhua thought that her husband would be able to live a good life after turning over a new leaf. She never thought that her husband, who had gone out to work to earn money, would sell her to a gambling den without saying a word. At that moment, her heart died. It was in despair that she chose to walk down this path of no return …"

"They are all pitiful people, aren't they?

The Lai parents were forced to sell their children to human traffickers in exchange for money to buy rice because of the famine. If not, who would be willing to sell the child they gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy?

Big Brother Lai was also resentful because his parents abandoned him and hurt him inhumanely. Otherwise, he might have married a wife and lived a stable life like The second brother Lai. He would not have done such a thing, right?

The second brother Lai and Hu Erhua are also … "After saying this, Yan Heng laughed self-deprecatingly.

Hua Cuicui was a little surprised that the usually frivolous Yan Heng would say such words of pity. She looked at him and found that his other shoulder was wet from the rain. She then looked at her clothes that were not wet at all. She did not expect that he would rather get wet himself to bring the umbrella closer to her. For some reason, she felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

"Can I just call you A Cui in the future?" A faint voice sounded.

"Uh … yes." After saying this, she regretted it a little. What happened to not talking to each other for the rest of her life?!

After slapping herself in the face, Hua Cuicui was at a loss as to why her face was so hot.

"A Cui, the suffering of the common people, other than natural disasters, is due to the imperial court's inaction. Say, if the imperial court had provided relief at that time, would this not have happened?"

In Hua Cuicui's eyes, the Yan Heng who was speaking now seemed to be a different person. He was different from the Yan Heng who went to brothels and casinos all day long …

Hua Cuicui sighed softly, "There are many pitiful things in this world. I believe that the Lai Family was not the only family that sold their children during the famine. Similar things happen every day. It's just that we don't see it.

But now, under the rule of the King of Yan, the common people are able to live and work in peace and contentment. This is already very good. "

This time, Yan Heng only laughed softly and did not reply.

Suddenly, it was quiet. The two of them did not say anything else. They just held the umbrella and walked on the street in the pouring rain …

… …

"A Cui, we're here.

Hurry up and go in. "

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Juxin Square. Hua Cuicui unlocked the door. Just as she was about to go in, she saw Yan Heng whose clothes were wet from the rain. She thought of the umbrella that was leaning towards her … After thinking for a while, she said, "Prince Heng, it's easy to catch a cold after being drenched in the rain. Come in and sit. I'll make a bowl of ginger soup before you go back."

After saying that, she suddenly remembered that the King of Yan's residence did not have any ginger soup. Perhaps there were more than ten maidservants who could take turns to serve him. What nonsense was she saying …

Who knew that the corners of Yan Heng's mouth would curl up slightly. He said loudly, "Then I'll have to trouble A Cui." After saying that, he walked straight into the room.

Hua Cuicui stood by the door. She was a little confused. She did not understand why she disliked Yan Heng so much the day before.

Why was she making ginger soup for him now?