The villain forces me to commit suicide every day

The next day, the sky gradually brightened, and the warm sunshine shone on the house.

Qin Yao frowned and opened his tired eyes. He was still in a daze when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist. He suddenly woke up with a hoarse voice: "Ah..."

Then my throat felt as if it hadn't drank water in 800 years, and it was extremely dry.

At this time, a tea cup appeared in front of me, still warm.

Qin Shijin seemed to have just come back from outside. He was half-kneeling in front with a satisfied smile, holding the cup of tea in his hand, waiting for Qin Yao to take it.

Qin Yao's mind flashed through the scenes of last night, struggling and crying for him.

He was instantly furious and raised his hand to throw away the tea cup.

The tea cup fell against the wall and broke into pieces, just like the relationship between the two now.

Qin Shijin, the devil, was still smiling foolishly. He took Qin Yao's right hand and rubbed it, as if the tea had hurt him.

"Brother, hit me."

Qin Yao suddenly raised his hand, but he paused again, trembling all over, and finally lowered his hand weakly, saying in a vague voice: "It shouldn't be like this..."

"Qin Shijin, you are the Marquis."

"How can you like a man...?"

Qin Shijin lowered her head, put her head on the back of his hand, and said softly and paranoidly: "I only like my brother."

Qin Yao put his stiff left hand on his back, turned his head and pursed his lips tightly.

He seemed to be as sharp as Qin Shijin, but he didn't notice his stiffness when he stood up.

Last night, although he was like a boat drifting violently and his consciousness was interrupted at all times, he still hid his physical discomfort very well.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Qin Shijin was not bored and brought another cup of tea, which was exactly the kind Qin Yao often drank.

"..." Qin Yao looked at it for a while, finally took it and drank it in one gulp.

The first thing I said after finishing the drink was: "This is the first time and the last time."

"Master Marquis, you and your subordinates are not on the same page and will be separated in the future. Why bother."

Qin Shi Jin's warm smile suddenly turned cold, and he raised the corners of his mouth and said strangely: "It's impossible, I won't agree."

As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed again: "Brother, have a good rest."

After saying that, he walked out and closed the door. The whole house became quiet again, and suddenly there was the sound of locking outside.

Qin Yao instantly knew what he was going to do. He struggled to get off the ground. There was severe pain below his waist. He trembled and fell heavily to the ground before he could stand firmly.

"Qin Shijin!"

There was no sound outside the house, and it was obvious that Qin Shijin had gone far.

Qin Yao climbed up, and suddenly he paused. He looked down and saw an iron chain tied to his left ankle, tied deep under the bed.

There are still three steps away from the door and there is no way to get out.

And he discovered a terrifying thing. Although his left leg could move, he had no sense of touch.

Gradually as time changes, he will become paralyzed, lose all his strength, and die alone.

Qin Yao was suddenly startled, tea!And tea!

He hurriedly came to the table. There were traces of that thing everywhere, but they were just wiped away.

There were memories in his mind from every corner of the house, and he just felt ridiculous.

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms echoed in the room, as if he was telling himself that you are already his, and I am watching you everywhere.

Finally, I found a bag of tea leaves in a cabinet with paper next to it.

"Brother, call Xiaotong if you need anything. I'll be back soon."

Qin Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this tea.

This tea is not a simple tea, it is to stop aging and slow down the passage of life, another saying is.

“Life-Extending Tea”

Originally, he was already disheartened when he learned that he accidentally swallowed the golden fruit and would not survive ten years. He did not expect that he accidentally found an ancient book in Qin Yun's military study room.

Saw this tea.

Thanks to the life-extending tea, otherwise he would have become too old and unable to move.

But the most important thing now is that Qin Shijin plans to go on an expedition on his own!

The Yun Kingdom is now unfathomable, and their prince is respected as a god-like son of destiny. He has rarely lost a battle in these years.

And Qin Shijin has no experience in leading troops, how can he fight against him!

Qin Yao was suddenly startled.So... he knew that this trip was very dangerous. At least he would die, and at most he would be wiped out.

So he locked me in a room and faced them himself?

So before leaving, I took away his first time because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to come back...?

When did he make the decision?

I'm afraid that when the emperor said he wanted to go to war, he had already made up his mind, so he went with the mentality of seeing death as if he were going home, so he didn't lose his composure?

Qin Yao was extremely angry: "Little boy!"

There was no sound outside, and I almost thought there was no one at all.

"I want to make tea, you get hot water." Qin Yao said.

At this time, a cold voice came from outside the door, no, from the roof, "Okay."

Qin Yao just waited in front of the door, waiting for the "little boy" to open the door and appear, and sneak attack on him.

I don't know how long I waited, but suddenly a small hole was punched through the wall, and hot water was handed in, exuding heat.

Qin Yao: "...?"

This position is just enough for him to touch.

The voice on the opposite side was still as cold as a cultivator, "Call me if you need anything."

"What if the wind leaks at night..." Qin Yao's eyebrows twitched and he said speechlessly.

I just heard the other person say indifferently: "Martial arts practitioners, how can you not bear this cold wind?"

He said this as if Qin Yao was weak.

Qin Yao couldn't help but choked: "Do you like the cold wind when you sleep?"

"Little Tong": "I usually sleep in the open air, such as on the roof."

Qin Yao: "..."

"Little Tong": "So you just disturbed my sleep."

Does this sound like it's his fault? ?

Qin Yao took a deep breath and tried to calm down his gradually surging emotions: "What's your name? I may have to trouble you these days."

"Little boy" said strangely: "Little boy."

Qin Yao: "...is that your real name?"

"The Marquis gave it to me. I have forgotten what happened before."

Qin Yao sighed, "Why don't you let me meet him so that I can get familiar with him, otherwise I won't bother you."

I had already prepared the answer to be rejected, but the other person said without hesitation: "Okay."

The man appeared at the entrance of the cave, revealing his face.

He has handsome features, an outstanding appearance, and light red lines under his eyes. He is wearing a white crane suit, elegant and deserted.

A name came to Qin Yao's mind involuntarily, and he actually said it, "Why don't you call me Zhong Duyu."

Zhong Duyu pondered for a moment and nodded: "This is a good name."

After commenting, he walked away and went back to sleep on the roof.

Qin Yao's mouth twitched. How come this scene that suddenly disappeared is so familiar...