Dianxia Qingcheng

Qi Changyi was pulled away from the dream by a strong force, and fell directly on the cold ground, his palms subconsciously supported the ground, and the wound that finally stopped the blood was torn open, and the red stained gauze.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and half of Pei Zheng's face standing in front of him was hidden in the darkness, only a pair of cold eyes without a trace of warmth were exposed.

Pei Zheng leaned forward and raised the little man's chin, and looked at his face in the dim moonlight. The pale forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat because of the pain.

The little man moved his nose slightly, sniffed lightly, and the strong alcohol smell instantly stimulated him to frown.

This small expression was captured by Pei Zheng, and the cold air in his eyes swept over instantly.

"Where is the person! Why hasn't it been delivered yet!"

Some angry voices sounded, and the guards who did not dare to act rashly at the door hurriedly sent the clanging things in.

Pei Zheng flicked his finger, and the little man collapsed on the ground.

"Tied up."

Qi Changyi, who was lying on the ground, was directly lifted up, and the heavy and hard chain went around his fair and thin arm a few times, and then tightened.

"Forehead…"

Qi Changyi groaned and was heard by Pei Zheng who was standing beside him. He asked angrily, "Don't you mean you can bear the pain? You can't bear the pain?"

Qi Changyi bit his lip, Pei Zheng's face now is gloomy and terrifying, he just treats himself better these days, how can he forget his essence.

The essence of Pei Zheng is nothing more than a righteous person who will do anything to be cruel, violent and murderous.

But the old brother Pei was clearly not like this.

"Brother Pei, what's wrong with you..."

Qi Changyi's hands were tied to the wooden posts on both sides of the bed.

Pei Zhengqing stepped forward, pinched his chin and said, "What's wrong with me, I'm fine. I also want to ask you, why don't you listen to me? Well? Why don't you just obey."

The tears in Qi Changyi's eyes rolled down, "I know I was wrong, I won't run around again in the future, I will be obedient..."

Pei Zheng didn't seem to hear his words at all, and suddenly pulled out the jade belt of the brocade clothes around his waist, and raised his hand to draw the little man's body.

The brocade is slender and soft, and it won't cause any scars when pulled on the body, but the pain has not diminished at all, leaving swollen and red marks, which are relieved.

"You're not familiar with it, and you are against me everywhere!" Pei Zheng raised his hand a few times, "If you clearly promised, you can't do it in a blink of an eye!"

Pei Zheng's eyes were scarlet, and his consciousness had already been paralyzed by alcohol to the sky, so he just took care of himself.

"Is it, is it your imperial family, you are born with ruthlessness and injustice! Well, then I will be more ruthless and cold-blooded than you!"

The sound of beating sounded again, Qi Changyi tightened his arms, blood was bitten off his lower lip, his face was covered with tears, and the suppressed cry made people tremble.

Hearing the sound of crying faintly, Pei Zheng stopped the movement in his hand, no, no, the cold and arrogant Heaven's Chosen would not cry like this, nor would he beg himself so disregarding his dignity.

Throwing away the jade belt and staring at those eyes that kept spitting out pearls, Pei Zheng seemed to see the truth on his face, so he didn't say a word.

He remembered that cold snowy night again. The young master in the golden silk robe gave an order, and he was born and walked away in the gate of hell. He remembered that look of disgust and disgust for so many years.

The demons devoured him overwhelmingly. Pei Zheng suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Qi Changyi's neck. With the other hand, he tore open the robe in front of the villain, revealing the white and thin collarbone.

Like a piece of pure white jade, dazzling in the dark and white.

Gradually tightening his hands, he heard the unpleasant whimpering sound of "humm ummm", attached himself to him, and touched the bulging bone of his collarbone with the tip of his tongue.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth and bit the thin skin. He didn't let go of the blood, so he kept biting until the blood rolled down the skin.

Pei Zheng raised his head and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

The neat bite marks are attached to the lower part of the collarbone, like an enchanting blooming flower, leaving a permanent mark.

After swallowing the **** taste in his mouth, Pei Zheng's eyes finally became clearer, but the little man in front of him had his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Pinching his eyebrows hard, Pei Zheng had a splitting headache, as if there were thousands of bugs swallowing and biting in his mind, he stepped back a little distance, and saw the messy bed and the half-stained sheets.

His heart skipped a few times, and Pei Zheng hurriedly patted the little man's cheek and called, "Your Highness, Your Highness?"

The person who would have responded with a smile in the past was still motionless.

"Someone!" Pei Zheng said anxiously, "Find Imperial Doctor Jiang!"

Waiting for Jiang Yubai's arrival, Pei Zheng ordered someone to let go of Qi Changyi's wrist, but the dark guard was stared at by Pei Zheng's gloomy eyes, his hands shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't undo it.

Pei Zheng was so angry that he stepped forward and kicked the person flying, "Go away, useless thing."

Then he began to solve it for Qi Changyi himself, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Finally untied the heavy chain and threw it to the side, the pampered little man's wrist was covered with red, swollen and broken skin scars.

He gently placed Qi Changyi on the bed, his tightly closed eyes showed no sign of opening.

At this time, the moonlight gradually faded, and the sky was already slightly bright.

When Cheng Feng hurried over with Jiang Yubai, Pei Zheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the little man's hand and staring at him closely.

"Master," Cheng Feng said in a salute, "The Imperial Physician Jiang has arrived, and you should prepare to go to court."

Pei Zheng moved his eyelids, looked at the two people standing upright in the outer hall, and finally got up and walked out.

When walking by Jiang Yubai's side, Jiang Yubai, who was so smoky with alcohol, almost fainted.

Did this man fall into the wine jar?

"Sir Pei." Jiang Yubai stopped him and handed him a pill, "Eat it and then go to the court, you'll get rid of the hangover."

Pei Zheng took the throw and glanced at the quiet inner hall, "It's in... trouble." Then he said to Chengfeng, "You stay here and leave when everyone wakes up."

The hall was quiet again.

Jiang Yubai breathed a sigh of relief, carrying the medicine box and walking towards the inner hall while complaining, "There are so many imperial doctors in the Taiyuan Hospital, I don't know what this Pei Zheng likes about me, I know so many secrets about him, and I won't be arrested one day. Murder and kill..."

As soon as he stepped into the inner hall, Jiang Yubai smelled some residual alcohol and the smell of blood and rust in the air.

His heart was tense, he walked quickly to the bed, and he couldn't help gasping for air.

With so much blood and so many scars, how much pain does the little highness have to have to pass out?