Dianxia Qingcheng

I don't know how long it took.

The two jailers went inside after Pei Zheng left, and saw Qi Changyi lying on the floor, his eyes empty and out of focus.

On the ground, the ground is a little messy.

He hurriedly cleaned the cell and tied the person back to the shelf with chains again. The little man's lips were torn again, and the old wounds were not healed and new ones were added.

- A jailer brought him some water, Qi Changyi moved, drank a few mouthfuls as if he was extremely thirsty, rolled his throat twice, and said softly, "Thank you."

There was no movement again.

The two jailers sighed, looked at each other, and went out.

The cell suddenly became quiet again, the bound wrists were already bleeding, and two of the nails on the little white hands were broken.

There were occasional groans of excruciating pain from the other cells around.

"Your Highness... are you... still awake?"

A faint, almost inaudible voice of inquiry came from the dark place opposite.

Qi Changyi lowered his head and did not move.

The people over there did not give up, and were still shouting, "Your Highness... Your Highness..."

The little man seemed to finally have some strength and raised his head slightly.

The dark figure moved outside, his face revealed in the dim light of the hallway.

Yes, the little girl who had her feet chopped off.

Qi Changyi's eyes fell on her lower limbs, which had begun to fester, and she turned her head to the side and retched silently a few times.

The little maid had been in a coma for the past few days, and it was only today that she woke up to see Qi Changyi who was **** on the opposite side.

She hid her legs in the darkness and said, "Your Highness, hold on, don't fall asleep. If you fall asleep here, you may never wake up."

Qi Changyi was a little surprised and said slowly, "You're like this... it's all because of me... Yes, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

He didn't know that the little girl who disappeared was actually locked in the secret prison, and was tortured like this.

The little maid smiled, her face full of consolation, "It's okay, Your Highness, I don't blame you, it's me who didn't do good things. I came to the house when I was ten years old, and I learned all the rules and etiquette on the first day. I know that people who have made mistakes are always ruthless, but it's just that I didn't do my best to His Highness, and I made the adults angry..."

The few days of detention and whipping have made the little girl lose her sense of autonomy. In her heart, this matter is all her own fault, and she deserves to be where she is today.

Qi Changyi shook his head, "No, you have done a good job, even better than those in the palace..."

The little maid interrupted Qi Changyi, "Your Highness, why have you been brought here? My lord, do you allow them to beat you?"

Qi Changyi suddenly stopped talking, and pursed his mouth, as if holding back tears.

He hasn't cried these days, it's so painful and so painful, he doesn't cry.

Why can't I hold back my tears when I hear a sentence now.

The little maid did not ask any further questions, but instead said, "His Royal Highness, my lord, he is a little different from ordinary people. People should cherish and nostalgic things in their lives, but adults are always alone, as if they don't have those emotions. , Chengfeng Guard has always been with the adults, but he is like a chess piece to the adults, and he can come and go as soon as he moves."

The little girl paused, "Your Highness, have you heard of the past of your lord?"

Qi Changyi was stunned.

past? He didn't seem to know anything about Brother Pei's past. The first time he saw him, he was already the prime minister of the court.

Footsteps suddenly came from the aisle, and the little maid changed her face, moved her body hastily, and hid back to the darkness.

The footsteps got closer and closer, the door of the cell was opened, the swaying black robe first appeared in front of him, and above it was Pei Zheng's stern face.

The small cell seemed to become more cramped, and Qi Changyi's body trembled involuntarily due to the forceful aura.

Pei Zheng walked over and raised his face. He seemed to be in good spirits, and his lips were a little red.

The cell was so dark that I couldn't see clearly. Where was the complexion looking good, it was clearly dried blood.

Without saying a word, Pei Zheng sent the jailer back directly, and the moment the cell door was closed, Pei Zheng clasped his head and kissed him.

Qi Changyi's eyes widened slightly, and he was forced to lift his head to bear it.

Pei Zheng just passed some real qi through his mouth, but unfortunately the qi passed in was exhausted in an instant, which shows how empty this body is.

Pei Zheng continued to cross regardless, until he felt some rushing power in the little man's body, and then he let go, and he breathed a little.

Letting go, Pei Zheng stood on the spot and looked at him carefully, with delicate eyebrows and soft lips, but how could the hard temper inside be so difficult to smooth out.

With a flick of his finger, he turned his little face aside, picked up the broken clothes on his body, and saw the terrifying scars below.

Pei Zheng approached, "Does it still hurt?"

Qi Changyi's nose was sour, and he bit his lips and did not speak.

Pei Zheng's scorching breath sprayed on the scar, "Dear, I'll blow it, it won't hurt if I blow it."

The gentle heat has a calming effect, and those scars seem to be less painful.

Qi Changyi's eyes became hazy with tears.

Pei Zheng raised his head and found that the corner of the little man's mouth was curled up aggrieved, the tears from the corner of his eyes were about to roll down, and his heart softened.

Fingers wiped away the tears, "Does it still hurt so bad?"

I haven't seen such a gentle Pei Zheng for a long time.

Qi Changyi looked at him.

How should I call him, do you still call Brother Pei like before?

"...I think...see you again...Xiaoyuzi...can I..."

The short sentence was spoken very slowly and slowly, but Pei Zheng's face instantly turned pitiful.

His fingers pinched the white and thin neck, his eyes narrowed, "What do you call me?"

Qi Changyi couldn't breathe well, and his face slowly turned red.

"You know how to make me angry. Want to see him? It depends on whether he has the life to come to see you!" After speaking, he let go of his hand and turned away.

Cold and fresh air suddenly rushed in, Qi Changyi opened his mouth wide and took a few quick breaths before calming down a little. He was speechless, tears streaming down his face and falling into darkness.

You can't see outside the cell, you can't tell the difference between day and night.

When Qi Changyi was awakened by the sound, he saw the jailer outside dragging a figure into the aisle.

The gong rang in the aisle, and it was time for the daily caning.

This time, the two jailers guarding Qi Changyi only waved two whips symbolically and then stopped.

The two of them spoke in low voices as they walked out.

"Who was the one who was dragged out just now? I looked at it and was scared to death. I lost my feet..."

"Which slave got into trouble, don't ask any more..."

Door closed again.

Qi Changyi's lowered head moved, his small face was hidden between the strands of hair, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but water stains kept dripping from his chin.

That little girl is still dead.

I don't know how long I stayed in a drowsy state, so long that my consciousness was almost paralyzed, but as long as I recalled it, my chest would twitch violently with pain.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... Your Highness?"

Someone was gently tugging at his sleeve, Qi Changyi's eyelids moved, and after seeing the person standing in front of him, his gray eyes flashed slightly.

"Little Yuzi..."

"His Royal Highness, come, have a drink first."

Li Yu's hands trembled and handed the water to Qi Changyi's mouth.

He opened his mouth and drank a little, his dry lips were wet, the tip of his tongue suddenly tingled, and there were some bite wounds on it, which were left by Pei Zheng that day.

"Little Yuzi, these injuries on your body..."

"His Royal Highness, the servants are all right, they are all flesh wounds, but Your Highness, you have suffered from cramps and boneless heartache!"

Li Yu looked at the weak, paper-like little man with scars all over his body, and the tips of his distressed fingers trembled.

"His Royal Highness, the servants all know, your mother-in-law... how could Lord Pei bear the heart! How could he abuse you like this! You used to be just because you were fond of Lord Pei and obeyed him a little bit, and he wanted you To be his puppet forever and to tie you by his side forever!"

Li Yu's eyes were also red, "Your Highness, don't worry, there must be a way, and there is a way!"

Looking at the dark outside, Li Yu whispered something in Qi Changyi's ear.

At the end, Li Yu looked into Qi Changyi's eyes and said firmly, "Your Highness, until now, you must persevere, hold on, and believe in General Zhao!"

The jailer opened the door again and came in, and took Li Yu out.

After listening to Li Yu's words, Qi Changyi's heart rekindled a little hope.

When Pei Zheng brought people in, Qi Changyi's rare consciousness was clear.

After asking people to withdraw, Pei Zheng walked over with a box in his hand.

When I opened the box, the fragrance of the medicine inside came out. I took some of it with my fingers and smeared it on the scar in front of the little man.

"If you leave a scar, it won't look good."

It should be very cold outside, but Pei Zheng's fingers are cold, but the little man's body is warm, even higher than normal.

Every time the slender fingers applied, the small body trembled.

"Have you seen someone?"

Pei Zheng asked in a low voice.

Qi Changyi nodded.

"What did you say?"

Qi Changyi seemed to need to think carefully before he could think of it, "Xiao Yuzi said...it's so cold outside...but it's not snowing..."

Pei Zheng smiled, "It's very cold, I'm afraid your body can't stand it now."

Qi Changyi lost his mind again.

He used to love to see snow, but this year, he doesn't know when he will be able to see snow again.

I really want to see snow.

"hiss…"

When the finger was applied under the collarbone, he suddenly exerted a little force, and the little man gasped in pain.

"Distracted"

Pei Zheng retracted his fingers and threw the empty box at his feet.

Bend over his neck, take a deep breath, the breath that belongs to the little man has a calming effect.

"Changyi means long-term memory. If love is exhausted, fill it with hate. Whether it's love or hate, you must always remember me."