After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Tiankong Sijiu also saw the same thing.

The window of the side hall was open, and Si Jiu could see the sky outside.

That’s great, this way he can see the stars in the sky even without lights at night.

If only God could let him see the stars.

Qi Yan'an did not say how long he would be kept here.

But he would not let him go until he finished drawing those papers.

The sky gradually darkened.

Si Jiu's wrist was also very sore at this moment.

After the last ray of light disappeared, Si Jiu stopped moving his hands, which had already been in pain.

After he put down his pen, his wrist began to spasm involuntarily.

He couldn't remember how many pictures he had drawn.

Even the wound on his wrist, which was about to drip into the ink, stopped bleeding.

He didn't want to affect his right hand's painting, so he only cut the wound on his left hand.

He was even worried that too many scars on his back would make Wen Baizhi feel sad, so he only made one cut.

When no blood came out, he would deepen the cut.

Then there was bleeding again, then no more blood, then another cut.

This may have continued ten times or several times.

Si Jiu had long forgotten how many times it had happened.

The wound is already deep.

He felt that his left hand might be crippled.

very nice.

This time, not only his lower body was disabled, but his hands were also disabled.

Because of sitting for a long time, his back had not recovered since the snowstorm, and it was now as stiff as a stone.

The slightest movement would cause him to feel heavy and painful.

With no other options, he could only straighten his back, which would make him feel a little better.

This body is really useless.

It's only been one afternoon, am I so sick?

My stomach also aches.

I vomited once in the afternoon but didn't vomit again.

It was just a nauseous feeling that kept rising up in his throat.

He instinctively felt the stomach acid rising and falling in his throat.

My stomach hurts and my hands hurt too.

This meant that he was unable to press his abdomen with his hands as he did before.

Si Jiu sat upright, his aching hands hanging limply at his sides.

It was dark inside.

Qi Yan'an didn't even leave a light for him.

Only a faint light came in from the window.

There are no stars tonight.

But soon after, a rainstorm came.

Spring is coming, and this must be the spring rain that people have been praying for for a long time.

The rain also fell into Si Jiu's heart.

There were only tables and chairs in the room.

He wanted to lie down and rest, so he could only lie on the ground.

It was still very cold at night, and the moisture and water vapor brought by the rain came in through the windows.

Si Jiu had a high fever because he had soaked in cold water before.

If I'm blown by the wind like this, I'll definitely get sick again.

He was not afraid of getting sick, but he was worried that if he really got sick and couldn't get up, it would affect his speed in drawing the grids.

So in the end he still held on to the table, pinched his lower back with the palm of his right hand, supported his body, walked to the window and closed it.

After the window was closed, the room went from being a little light to being completely dark.

Si Jiu thought about the windows in his room that Wen Baizhi had specially asked craftsmen to make for him. They made of colored glaze because Wen Baizhi was worried that he would be afraid of the dark.

In that case, even if the windows are closed, the light from outside will still shine in through the glass.

He will always feel the living light.

That was Wen Baizhi's special love for him.

But now there is no more.

He has no light here.

There is no Wen Baizhi either.

When Si Jiu was lying flat on the ground, his eyes were wide open.

There was no place in my body that didn't hurt.

He couldn't sleep in such pain.

I can't even close my eyes and rest.

It was dark all around.

Roaring and swallowing him bit by bit.

Si Jiu seemed to have returned to the dark room of his childhood.

It was like returning to the coffin where I had been imprisoned twice.

In the darkness, he could also hear his heartbeat.

Very loud.

At the end of the night, he had no idea whether Si Jiu fell asleep or fainted.

All I know is that when he woke up, he was lying on his side instead of flat on his back because of the pain.

With his arms folded across his chest, it was as if he was holding someone in his arms.

Wen Baizhi was also restless that night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

It’s a pity that she has no power in Kyoto now and cannot help Si Jiu.

She decided to just wait out the night.

If Si Jiu doesn't come back by tomorrow night, she will go find Princess Shang Yao.

Even if she told her her identity, Wen Baizhi didn't care at all.

She just wanted Si Jiu to be safe.

He was in poor health and had stomachache and fever before going to the palace.

Qi Yan'an didn't know how he would torture him.

Si Jiu is just a flesh and blood body, how can he endure so much torture.

The next morning, Si Jiu woke up when the first ray of sunlight shone on the ground.

The first reaction when he opened his eyes was that he knew he must be in very bad physical condition.

Even worse than last night.

First, he felt a distinct chill all over his body.

He touched his forehead with his cold hand.

As expected, it was piping hot.

In addition, he suffered from bouts of dizziness.

There were a few times when I couldn't keep my body steady and hit my head on the corner of the table.

His face is now purple and bright red, giving it a colorful feel.

Li Qing also brought Si Jiu's food and water in the morning.

At the same time, there is a new part of paper and ink.

When he came in, he was a little shocked to see Si Jiu looked so haggard after just one night.

"Thank you for your hard work, Governor. This is a new batch of paper that His Majesty ordered. Please continue to finish drawing on these papers."

As he said that, he was leaving.

But he was stopped by Si Jiu.

Li Qing wished she hadn't heard him call her.

But he still subconsciously turned around and waited for the driver's instructions.

"Eunuch Li, I don't have a toilet here, so it's really inconvenient to use the toilet. After all, I'm just sent by His Majesty to do work, and I'm not really exiled by His Majesty. I can tolerate other things, but this person has three urgent needs, which I really can't tolerate."

Li Qing thought he was going to make an outrageous request.

It is true that His Majesty only told him that Si Jiu must not be allowed to die in the palace, and he did not say that such a small request of his could not be met.

So Li Qing readily agreed: "What you said is right, I didn't think it through. I will deliver what you need later, so that you can continue to work for Your Majesty without any worries."

Si Jiu thanked him: "Thank you very much, Eunuch Li."

In fact, he wanted a lot more.

He is just testing whether Li Qing will give in.

He was also testing Qi Yan'an's thoughts.

Qi Yan'an would definitely not let him die in the palace, but he wouldn't let him have an easy life either.

This is the degree, he has to test it out slowly.

This is the only request I can make today. If I make too many, Li Qing will be dissatisfied and I will get nothing.

After Li Qing left, Si Jiu simply cleaned his face with the water he brought.

The food was not touched.

It's like not drinking a single sip of water.

He just can't eat it.

He had a stomachache and felt like vomiting just by swallowing saliva.

A night passed and I didn't know how Baibai was doing at home.

Are you getting impatient?

Si Jiu thought.