After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Another person who spent a sleepless night was Qi Yanan.

He went to Wen Bai's ashes.

At the same time, the tic-tac-toe paper was brought in as well.

But now it is clear that all clues point to Wen Baizhi being Wen Bai.

Wen Bai, who was completely devoured by the fire in front of him and had been dead for more than three years.

But he still had some doubts in his heart.

Because after his investigation, he found that there was indeed no problem with Wen Baizhi.

It can be said that she is Wen Baizhi.

She couldn't be Wen Bai.

As an emperor, he should have set an example and put an end to the supernatural beliefs.

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But Qi Yanan himself didn't know.

He didn't know what he felt towards Wen Bai right now.

He even didn't know what he would do if Wen Baizhi was really Wen Bai.

Qi Yan'an hasn't been so confused about something in a long time.

After he became emperor, people rushed to help him solve all his problems.

But I can't tell this to anyone.

Except for Si Jiu who refuses to admit that Wen Baizhi is Wen Bai.

Thinking of the way Si Jiu contradicted him in front of him.

Qi Yanan was extremely angry.

Does Si Jiu think he is lucky enough to dare to question him?

He will have to suffer a little more this time.

Just like that, the next morning, Li Qing, who had just started work, was called by Qi Yan'an and asked to deliver 5,000 more sheets of paper to Si Jiu.

"You have to tell him that he can't leave until he finishes drawing these papers."

Li Qing had no choice but to agree repeatedly.

In fact, Li Qing couldn't figure out what Qi Yanan was thinking this time.

It’s not like Si Jiu had not been left alone and punished by him before.

But this was the first time that he had to finish drawing so many pages.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.

Li Qing felt more than once that he might be the next person to be tortured like Qi Yan'an.

While feeling deeply worried about his own future, Li Qing also developed some inexplicable sympathy for Si Jiu.

And some unspeakable, lucky mentality.

If Si Jiu had always been by Qi Yan'an's side, Li Qing would not have been the targeted and tortured person.

So when Si Jiu asked for a toilet this morning, Li Qing agreed immediately.

Si Jiu still has to live.

If he died, the person that Qi Yan'an would torture next would definitely be him, Li Qing.

It rained so heavily yesterday.

The air outside today is obviously better than yesterday.

Even the air has a fishy smell of earth.

Si Jiu moved forward and opened the window.

Every time Li Qing came in and left, he did not hear the sound of unlocking.

This means that the room where Si Jiu is staying is not locked.

This is Qi Yan'an's psychological oppression.

His Majesty has given you a room to stay in and you cannot come out without his order.

Even if the room is not locked, you still can't come in and out as you please.

All your actions need to be in accordance with his words.

This is Qi Yan'an's current ruling style.

Cruel and cunning.

Si Jiu's stomach was still aching.

The stomach that had not eaten for a day and a night had already expressed its dissatisfaction with Si Jiu through its actions.

Si Jiu leaned against the window silently to calm down, but it was of no avail.

His stomach ached as if someone was squeezing it with a fist.

The blurry flesh and blood passed through the fingers, leaving a sharp pain that was noticeable even when breathing.

Si Jiu couldn't help but frown and endure the pain.

Then she couldn't bear it any longer, so she covered her stomach with one hand and slowly slid down to the corner of the wall and sat on the ground.

My stomach hurts so much.

The pain was so severe that he trembled with every breath he took.

Si Jiu controlled himself and didn't let himself utter the slightest cry of pain.

Since Qi Yan'an had locked him up here, he would naturally have a group of people outside to watch over him.

He didn't want Qi Yan'an to know about his embarrassment.

One reason was because of the remaining desire to win among men in Si Jiu's heart.

Another reason is that if Qi Yan'an knew that he was having a hard time here, given Qi Yan'an's temper, he would definitely intensify his torture on him.

Si Jiu sat on the cold ground like this, and after enduring the most unbearable pain, he raised his hands behind his back, held onto the wall, and stood up with the help of force.

And just as he stood up, his stomach made a sound.

At the same time, there was another burst of severe pain coming from the stomach near the lower abdomen.

As the pain intensified, the sound coming from there never stopped.

This was not the first time Si Jiu encountered such a situation.

This should be because his stomach and intestines were frozen and irritated.

It triggered his bowel sounds at the moment.

I even couldn't help but go to the toilet to relieve myself.

Si Jiu held his stomach and tightly controlled his lower body.

And when he sat on the toilet with sweat all over his head, only water was discharged, just like when he was sick before.

Li Qing was a careful person, and he brought all the things used with the toilet.

Si Jiu cleaned himself up while trembling.

But not long after, the familiar pain came back again.

Si Jiu just expelled water just like the first time.

Repeat this process more than ten times.

Until the end, Si Jiu had nothing left to expel.

He just collapsed on the ground helplessly, holding his stomach and gasping for breath.

This is only the second day.

Qi Yanan didn't know how long he would be tortured this time.

He already felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.

The unpleasant smell in the air and the unpleasant smell on his body made him want to block his nose.

Then you won't be able to smell anything.

It was clear that I had boasted to Wen Baizhi before that I could endure any hardship.

It hasn't been long and I can't bear it anymore.

After all, I lived too comfortably some time ago.

It was so comfortable that he didn't want to leave and he forgot how to get used to the pain.

He still has a lot of grids to draw, he can't stop.

He also needed to find someone to take the chamber pot away.

But he was too tired at the moment.

Although I didn't have diarrhea anymore, my stomach still hurt.

But Si Jiu couldn't bring himself to stop.

He only gave himself time for a cup of tea.

When the time was up, he asked someone to take the toilet away.

Then he sat down at the table again and continued to cut blood and draw grids.

As more and more drawings appeared on the paper, Si Jiu's face became paler and paler.

There was more and more sweat on his forehead.

His vision became increasingly blurry.

But he couldn't stop.

Once he stopped, it would be difficult for him to continue painting today.

Wen Baizhi was still waiting for him to come back.

He can't stop.

Finally, the blood on his wrist could no longer flow out, so Si Jiu cut his own fingers.

For a small wound, bleeding from five fingers will only be enough.

He knew that since Qi Yan'an had asked him to bleed, he would definitely come to verify his injuries.

So that's all he could do.

In this way, Si Jiu held his breath and continued painting until the evening.

He also didn't remember how he had managed to hold on until then.

I just knew that when he finally wanted to stop and rest.

The pain from the stones that I had experienced before started again.