Chương 137: Jade Bone Picture (1)

The sun rose in the east.

The morning light sprinkled on the streets as merchants and servants walked among the carriages and horses. An old man with a rack of candied hawthorns was sitting on the stone steps outside a teahouse. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Candied hawthorns!"

Ye Jingtang, with his saber hanging at his waist, led his black horse and stopped outside the teahouse. He tilted his head to look at the red candied hawthorns, and a few words suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Jingtang, do you want to eat?"

"Only children eat this kind of thing."

"You're only six years old. Do you think you're not a child if you don't wear diapers?"

"Yes."

"Hmph! If you don't have a wife, you're still a child at sixty years old. When you can bring a wife back, you can pretend to be an adult… Here…"

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Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, twelve years had passed.