Chapter 953 Be Frank

The peasant woman died after all.

She died in Amber's arms, with the delicious food she had never tasted in her first half of her life still lingering in her mouth, but her expression was not relaxed, but full of worry.

She was worried about her only child.

Amber did not feel too sad, just quietly hugged the body that had lost its breath until it became stiff and cold.

"Eat!"

Erya brought a bowl of rice piled high. Although she was not very old, she had already seen a lot of life and death, and in some ways, she even surpassed many adults.

"If you are full, you won't feel uncomfortable."

She said this, staring at Amber without blinking.

"Yeah."

Amber nodded gently, put the peasant woman's body on the bed, and took the bowl from Erya, "Let's eat together."

"Okay!"

Erya, who was already starving, nodded her head vigorously and followed to the table.

The food in this inn was not delicious, but it was large in quantity and full of oil and water, and it made people feel full after eating.

Erya ate until her belly was full, and then she looked at Amber with envy. After he ate everything on the table, her eyes turned into admiration.

"Let's go."

Touching the little girl's head, Amber wiped the oil stains on her mouth.

"Where to?"

Erya jumped off the stool quickly and asked in a somewhat panicked tone.

"Follow me."

Amber carried the body on his back and walked out of the door first.

Erya didn't dare to ask again, and hurriedly followed behind, going down the second floor together, and came to the shopkeeper's location to explain the purpose.

After the waiter checked the room, Amber took the returned deposit, asked about the location of the coffin shop on the street, and then rushed straight there.

The coffin was not cheap, but Amber didn't need this little money.

After everything was done, he put the coffin on the wheelbarrow, and left the county step by step under the unlucky eyes of the people around him.

When he came back again, it was already the next day.

Erya was very hungry, but she didn't dare to show it. She just followed closely behind.

After two days of getting along, Amber had roughly figured out her personality. She would not say anything and would only grit her teeth and persist silently.

"Do you want to eat noodles?"

"Okay!"

What a coaxing child.

It was still the same restaurant we came to last time, but the difference was that there were two people instead of three people, and eating standing up was replaced by sitting down.

"Little brother, I finally found you!"

Nangong Liang seemed to have calculated the timing and appeared when Amber had just eaten half of the noodles.

Compared with the first meeting, this guy has changed into a gorgeous dress, and with his feminine and handsome features, he looks full of nobility.

And Liu Fu's identity has also changed from a servant to a coachman.

"We should not owe each other anything."

Amber said without raising his head while drinking the soup.

"Hahaha, even if that's what you said, we have known each other for a while, so it's okay to be friends, right?"

Nangong Liang said without hesitation, and asked the boss to serve two bowls of plain noodles, one for him and one for Liu Fu.

"Friends? Can someone like you have friends?"

Amber put down his chopsticks, and the soup noodles in the bowl had disappeared.

Erya saw this and quickly sped up, her mouth gurgling.

"You can't say that, you don't know me."

Nangong Liang smiled and changed the subject: "What are your plans next, little brother?"

"No, I'll look around first, and then find a job to make a living."

This is true, Amber really doesn't have anything clear to do now.

Making money is just a piece of cake for him, it's not a big deal at all.

"How about this, I hire you as my bodyguard?"

Nangong Liang said and emphasized: "As a friend, if you are not happy with your stay one day, you can leave at any time."

Amber did not say anything after hearing this, staring calmly ahead.

For a while, only the sound of Erya eating noodles continued to be heard. When she finished eating, the scene was completely cold.

Just when Nangong Liang was thinking about whether to change the topic, the owner of the noodle shop came over.

"My two guests, your Yangchun noodles are ready."

The green chopped green onions floated on the noodle soup, intertwined with the oil, and just looking at it made people hungry.

Gurgle.

Erya was hungry again.

But she was very sensible and turned her head away.

Amber smiled and rubbed the little girl's head, and said to Nangong Liang who was almost unable to hold back: "Anyway, I have nothing else to do. As long as you can offer a price and agree to my conditions, it's okay to protect you for a while."

"You say!"

Nangong Liang's eyes showed excitement after hearing this, "As long as it's not too much, I can agree to it."

"There's no rush for this, let's talk about your identity first."

Amber whispered: "Although those who came to assassinate you are just trash, but the county magistrate must have some background to make him bow his head obediently, right?"

Hearing this, Nangong Liang's expression became a little strange, and when he turned his head, he saw that Lao Liu had the same expression.

Compared with the blood demon, what is the county magistrate?

Even those guys who are regarded as trash, in some places, can be regarded as famous figures.

But thinking of Amber's strength and the things he can touch, this misunderstanding doesn't seem strange.

"Ahem, I told you before that my surname is Nangong, and the only king of Jingchao with a surname other than his own is also named Nangong. Do you understand?"

"Oh~"

Amber's face showed a look of realization, "Are you related to him?"

Hearing this answer, Nangong Liang, who originally wanted to pretend, let out a breath in his chest and said helplessly: "That's my father."

"Is that so? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Amber acted as if he didn't hear it, and his expression remained calm.

This made Nangong Liang feel looked down upon, and he couldn't help but explain: "Little brother, do you know that since the founding of Jingguo, there has never been a precedent of a king with a surname other than his own!"

"Well, then?"

Amber looked at him puzzledly, "Are you trying to say that you are in danger now? It doesn't matter. No one can hurt you before the employment ends."

"Ahem, okay."

Nangong Liang hesitated to speak, and finally gave up the idea of ​​continuing to explain.

"Tell me your conditions?"

"First, I don't like money, but I can't live without it. You can decide how much to give me."

Amber raised a finger, and then continued: "Second, except for protecting your life, I don't accept orders from anyone."

"Anything else?"

Nangong Liang smacked his lips, feeling that it was still within the acceptable range.

"Third, I saw those scumbags' tricks before and they were very interesting. You are the son of the King of Zhennan, so you shouldn't be short of this, right? Send me as much as you can."

"Puff~"

"Young Master."

Old Liu, who was sprayed with noodle soup in his face, looked extremely resentful.