After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

After saying this, a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Bingning pursed her lips, and the abacus in her mind was clattering.

She knew that even the cheaper inns would cost money, but their finances were really stretched at the moment.

Before entering the store, she had fantasized about whether she could convince the owner to allow them to buy on credit for a few days and then settle the bill when Xiao Yi's guards arrived.

However, it now seems that this was nothing more than my wishful thinking.

The earrings had been replaced with the clothes she was wearing, and the exquisite hairpin had been used to pay for the fare. Now, the only thing she had that could be exchanged for silver was the warm bracelet on her wrist, and she loved this bracelet so much that it was difficult for her to part with it.

His eyes involuntarily slid towards Xiao Yi beside him.

He was wearing a coarse cloth shirt that was obviously ill-fitting, and he didn't have any gold or silver jewelry on his body to show his status... However, at this moment, Shen Bingning's gaze was fixed on the shiny black jade ring on Xiao Yi's finger.

He had already sacrificed two precious pieces of jewelry, so it didn't seem too much to ask him to contribute this ring as well.

She quietly moved to Xiao Yi's side and lowered her voice, with a hint of request and helplessness in her tone: "Sir, my earrings and hairpins have been exchanged for necessities, and I really don't have anything valuable on me. Why don't you use your black jade ring to exchange for some silver, at least to pay the room fee, and also so that your wound can be treated in time."

Xiao Yi gently raised his hand to block Shen Bingning's approaching face, turned the ring lightly with his fingertips, and said two words indifferently: "No."

"Then we'll have to live on the streets tonight."

Shen Bingning's voice was full of disbelief. She didn't believe that Xiao Yi could really endure that kind of suffering.

However, Xiao Yi's reaction was surprisingly calm: "It's okay."

Shen Bingning anxiously argued: "Sir, sleeping on the street is different from taking refuge in a cave. It means sleeping on the hard stone road and it is freezing cold at night."

Xiao Yi glanced at her sideways, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "I'm not a three-year-old child. How could I not know the hardships involved?"

Shen Bingning asked: "Then can you endure such an environment?"

Xiao Yi's mouth curled up into a faint sneer, his eyes flashing with the flames and smoke of the past wars, "On the battlefield, I have been ready to fight many times, and even slept beside the corpses of the dead. What's the point of a mere street?"

Shen Bingning had never imagined that Xiao Yi's experience was so heavy. Even if he could bear it, she was unwilling to continue living like this. She longed for a warm and safe night and a relaxing hot bath.

As her fingers gently stroked the cold jade bracelet, Shen Bingning felt the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

"Sir, we are only lending you the ring for the time being. Once we get through this difficult time, we will try to redeem it."

She thought Xiao Yi's answer would be either a rejection or a reluctant agreement, although the latter was highly unlikely.

However, Xiao Yi unexpectedly said calmly: "In my opinion, the current situation is not a real predicament."

Shen Bingning stamped her feet, determined to solve the problem herself. She turned and walked quickly towards the pawnshop on the corner, completely unaware that Xiao Yi behind her was exchanging something with an ordinary-dressed passerby, who quietly handed her a bag of silver.

Just as she was about to step into the pawnshop, Xiao Yi's voice rang out behind her, steady and firm: "Shen Bingning!"

"what happened?"

Shen Bingning turned around with a little dissatisfaction, but saw a coin shining with silver light lying in Xiao Yi's palm. Hope suddenly lit up in her eyes. She quickly walked back to Xiao Yi with her skirt fluttering, "Where did this come from?"

Xiao Yi threw the silver to her and said in a calm tone: "Let's get a room."

Although Shen Bingning held the silver tightly, she was not in a hurry to leave. She looked at Xiao Yi with a probing look, "Do you have any extra money on you?"

"Gone."

Xiao Yi answered briefly, expressionless.

Seeing that Xiao Yi did not make any move to hide the money, Shen Bingning looked around and became suspicious, "Could it be that your guards have come? Where are they? Why don't you give us more? We are still short of some replacement clothes."

Xiao Yi looked a little helpless. He had just witnessed Shen Bingning's reluctant back as she walked towards the pawnshop. His heart softened, and he quietly ordered the guards to deliver the silver.

He didn't expect her to be so perceptive, so he had to secretly signal the guard with his eyes.

While Shen Bingning was still curiously looking around for the guards, a man in a hurry was asking passers-by not far away: "Excuse me, has anyone seen the ten taels of silver I lost? I just dropped it by accident."

Shen Bingning clenched the banknotes in her hand, pulled Xiao Yi and quickly walked into the nearby inn, muttering to herself.

Although it is a virtue not to take ill-gotten gains, she knew in her heart that the silver was most likely not lost by the man. After all, with Xiao Yi's temperament, even if the gold brick fell at his feet, he might not bend down to pick it up.

This banknote was most likely slipped to her by his secret guard when she wasn't paying attention.

Since the other party wanted to hide it, she went along with it and pretended to be unaware.

"Boss, give us two of the best rooms."

Five days is just five days. Xiao Yi also needs this time to heal his wounds.

When the shopkeeper saw the huge pile of silver, his eyes lit up and he immediately ordered the waiter to take the two men upstairs.

After arranging for the waiter to bring a full bucket of hot bath water, Shen Bingning followed Xiao Yi into the room.

"Your Highness, please take off your clothes first and let me treat your wounds."

Xiao Yi picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, frowned slightly, and put it on the table, "I need to take a shower first."

I originally thought that the bucket of hot water was prepared for me, but he got there first. In this case, wouldn't I have to wait longer? Shen Bingning quickly reminded me, "The wound should not come into contact with water."

This reminder made the atmosphere in the air more subtle, as if it was a tacit little episode between the two of them, quietly taking root in this journey of escape and healing.

"This king stinks all over."

Xiao Yi tugged at his clothes, frowned, and with a hint of impatience in his tone, he ordered, "Also, go buy me some clothes."

Shen Bingning walked slowly to Xiao Yi, gently stretched out her slender fingers towards him, with a hint of provocation and amusement in her eyes.

Xiao Yi raised his eyelids slightly, a puzzled look creeping up his brows, "What?"

What? Shen Bingning raised her eyebrows and asked sarcastically, "The hotel has already cost five taels of silver, and now Your Highness wants to buy new clothes. We are running out of money. Either you generously give me the jade ring on your hand and pawn it for some money to buy clothes, or..."

She deliberately prolonged her voice, intending to hint at the embarrassment of Xiao Yi's other choice.

If you are unwilling to exchange goods for money, do you have to hide those secret guards?