Excellent Youth [Quick Transmigration]

Not long after the happy event in the General's Mansion, heavy white banners were hung in front of the gate again.

Ye Qian was dressed in white clothes to guard the spirit, and knelt beside the coffin, caressing the cold wood carefully, as if he was stroking Chu Ci's peaceful sleeping face.

"Wait for me a little longer, okay?" Ye Qian said softly, "Wait for me one more time for the last time, I won't make you wait too long."

Chu Ci sat on the coffin, looking down at Ye Qian quietly.

A few days passed, and he lost a lot of weight, from a breezy little son to a disgraced little goose.

He stretched out his hand, touched Ye Qian's thin jaw slightly, and asked, "What do you want me to do again?"

He is in the state of a soul, Ye Qian can't feel his touch, can't hear his voice, but maybe it's predestined somewhere, Ye Qian suddenly clenched his palms, and said self-deprecatingly: "I always let you wait for me."

Let him wait for him alone in the yard, let him wait for him back in the capital, now that Yin and Yang are separated, and ask him to wait for him on Huangquan Road.

People in the world say that he is good in every way, but from his point of view, he is clearly useless, not good at all, dare not confess his feelings, cannot protect the one he loves, he is the most useless waste in the world.

"Aci..."

He had thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't utter them when he got to his mouth, so he could only gently chant Chu Ci's name, as if this could calm the turbulent waves in his heart.

The coffin stayed in the main hall for three days. On the day of the burial, the sky was gray and it started to rain suddenly.

Ye Qian watched Chu Ci's coffin fall under the rain curtain. It was buried bit by bit, gradually losing its shape, and then piled up into a tall tomb.

The butler looked at him sadly, for fear that he would not be able to hold on and faint in front of his wife's tombstone.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Qian said in a hoarse voice, "Go back first, and I'll see him again."

The housekeeper was silent and silent, and finally responded: "Oh."

In the palace, when the emperor heard the eunuch's report, his face became more and more gloomy: "You mean, Ye Qian left the dungeon with a merman in his arms?"

The eunuch said: "It is absolutely true, the servant must not be dazzled, and there are other people who saw it that day, so they can testify together."

When Ye Qian left the dungeon, what he was holding in his arms was indeed a merman, although he only had a quick look at it, but the merman was so beautiful, and the first glance was impressive, and he couldn't forget: "The merman still has many wounds on his body. "

With a "click", the emperor broke the writing brush in his hand, and laughed grimly: "That's how it is."

It's such a trick to steal the sky and change the sun, no wonder his beauty died in a good manner, it turned out to be stolen by someone.

Thinking of Ye Qian's marriage to his own beauty, the emperor couldn't help being furious, "Go, bring Ye Qian back to me."

Ye's parents and sons deceived the emperor, were dismissed from office by the emperor, and thrown into prison.

General Ye was imprisoned as soon as he made great achievements. Countless people scolded the emperor for being fatuous and senseless, and even more angry people couldn't stand the dark days, so they slapped the table and joined the army of rebels.All of a sudden, public grievances boiled over, and all directions shook.

Even General Ye urgently revised the book, imploring the emperor to let Ye Qian go, but the emperor ignored him.

Ye Qian's feet were chained and imprisoned in a prison. He didn't show any expression. He just sat on the shabby straw mat all day long with lowered eyelashes. No one could see what he was thinking.

The dungeon was dark and dark, water was still dripping from the roof, and there was a strong smell of blood and rot in the air all day long, Ye Qian remained indifferent.

He came out of the battlefield, this smell is really nothing, but as long as he thinks that Chu Ci was here before and smelled these terrible things, his heart is like walking in a sea of ​​swords and flames After suffering countless times, the pain was numb.

His A Ci should have gotten the best thing in the world, but in the end, he gave him nothing.

[What the hell is he trying to do? ]

The system saw that he had stayed in the prison for ten days, motionless, and really couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

Chu Ci looked at Ye Qian's slightly trembling hands, and slowly replied: [I want to suffer again. ]

[Then he will be in pain. ]

Chu Ci can freely leave his body, no matter how tortured his body is, he will not feel a trace of pain, but Ye Qian can't, his torture is real torture, and the pain will not be reduced by half.

[Yeah, it will hurt. ]

Ye Qian didn't know what kind of punishment Chu Ci had received, so he could only sit in prison and wait for the emperor to run out of patience.

The emperor firmly believed that he had deceived his beauty, and ordered him to write down the crime. Ten days passed, and Ye Qian did not move a word.

Finally, he waited for the gloomy emperor.

"Little General Ye is infatuated." The emperor sat outside Ye Qian's cell and said with a smile, "It's a pity that it's the little general's infatuation that hurt my beauty so badly. Pity him for suffering so much in prison. If you don’t want to change back to your original appearance, let me know.”

"If you still refuse to explain how you deceived my beauty, then you have to suffer all over again." The emperor stood up slowly, left without saying a word.

That night, the jailer brought a full set of instruments of torture and placed them in front of Ye Qian.

Fu Xiang sat aside and was ordered to supervise the torture of the jailer. Thinking of Ye Qian's past glory, he said in a sharp voice: "My servant advises General Ye to confess as soon as possible, so that he can get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible. You don't know, that shark is here He has been tortured in prison, I am afraid that General Ye Xiao will not be able to withstand such a cruel punishment."

Ye Qian trembled slightly, but still didn't speak.

Fu Xiang sighed and said: "It seems that the servant can only be tired again. The shark was so hard that he was tortured for many days and still held his breath. But when the general came back, he left. Thinking about it now, he was just waiting Want to see the little general for the last time?"

Ye Qian closed his eyes to cover the rolling pain in his eyes, but he couldn't cover Qing Lingling's rolling tears.

The jailers thought it would take a lot of effort to put Ye Qian on the rack, but Ye Qian didn't resist, and the jailers were stunned for a moment.

After the first punishment fell, Ye Qian suddenly felt that the scales attached to his heart became warmer and warmer, and a strange force flowed out, which actually blocked the hot iron for him.

Fuxiang thought it was Ye Qian himself who was blocking it, so he smiled strangely: "This is the first one, the little general can't handle it now, how will the rest survive?"

Ye Qian wrapped the scales with his internal force, and whispered: "Come."

Fu Xiang pressed the red-hot iron on Ye Qian's back, and the breath of scorched skin and flesh immediately dissipated. He took a deep breath and sighed: "After all, mortals are not as good as sharks, and the sharks were smashed by the soldering iron. It’s hot, the smell of the flesh being scalded is fragrant, better than the most fragrant flowers.”

Beads of sweat broke out on Ye Qian's forehead, and upon hearing Fuxiang's words, he replied inexplicably, "Really."

The piece of flesh scalded by the soldering iron seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles, but only for a short moment, that strange warm current emerged again, soothing all his pain.

"A Ci..." Ye Qian didn't feel bitter when he was tortured, but felt unspeakably miserable when the pain was soothed by the warm current, and he was wronged like a child who had not made a mistake but was punished. ,is it you?"

"I miss you so much..." He said helplessly, "I didn't protect you well, I deserve it, you don't stop me anymore, you don't do anything, you stay and spend more time with me, okay? "

No one answered him, he waited for a while, and said in a low voice: "You don't want to talk to me anymore, do you..."

His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, and he was drowned in the crackling sound of the torture tools. The punishments came one after another. Ye Qian couldn't get a response, and he was afraid that the scales would dissipate when they ran out of strength, so they sealed it up without a teacher. the power of the system.

He is a fragment, the level suppresses the system, he actively closed the power, and the system cannot be opened.

Without the system's obstruction, the whip soaked in salt water landed on Ye Qian's back. Chu Ci watched with a blank face, and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qian.

The system was startled: [Don't go there——]

Chu Ci in the state of soul body is easily affected by the fragments, if the fragments want to eat him, it will really eat him.

But to its surprise, Ye Qian not only didn't want to eat him, but also pushed him away.

Now Ye Qian was so painful that his consciousness was blurred, he probably thought he was hallucinating.

He squinted his eyes, and said to Chu Ci in the dream, "A Ci..."

"Don't come over, just stand there, let me take a good look at you again..."

Ye Qian stared at him deeply, and suddenly smiled helplessly: "Am I too greedy, no matter how you look at it, you can't get enough of it."

If the pain allows him to see Ah Ci all the time, he is willing to continue to be in pain.

Chu Ci walked over lightly, and stroked his sweaty face: "Little master, what are you doing so stupid?"

Ye Qian rubbed his palm affectionately: "I miss you so much."

"Little master," Chu Ci pressed against his ear, and said softly, "I have never been tortured, and I don't feel any pain. Don't continue, don't you feel pain?"

Ye Qian pursed his lips and replied, "No."

The system controlled the jailers and prevented them from continuing the execution, but Ye Qian used his internal force to force the jailers to do it. The two invisible forces competed with each other, and the jailers didn't notice it.

Chu Ci paused, took a step back, looked down at Ye Qian, and said, "Ye Qian, why are you crazy? I don't like you, and I have other plans when I'm with you. I'm dead, you suffer No matter how hard it is, I can't see it, and I won't feel bad when I see it, what are you crazy about?"

Ye Qian looked at him aggrievedly, thinking, his Aci was so fierce in his dream.

Fuxiang's sharp voice pierced through the dream, and rang out very clearly: "The emperor likes to pour boiling oil on the merman's legs, gouges out a layer of cooked flesh, and then pours another layer of boiling oil. Gouging out layer by layer, there was only a white bone left in that leg. The next day, flesh and blood grew back on the white bone. Grow blood."

Ye Qian looked at Chu Ci stubbornly: "I'm crazy for you, I'm very happy."

He looked at Chu Ci's expression, and pleaded cautiously: "A Ci, are you leaving? Can you wait for me, and I will go to you right away."

Chu Ci: "Get out, I don't want you to come to me."

Ye Qian's eyes were covered with mist, he looked like an abandoned puppy: "You don't want me?"

Seeing that he was crazy enough to pour all the boiling oil on himself, Chu Ci couldn't bear it and said: [Stop him. ]

The system spoke quickly: [I can't stop it. ]

[waste. ]

With a wave of Chu Ci's hand, he overturned the oil pan, and turned towards the oil pan that was supposed to be dumped by Ye Qian, and poured all of it on Fu Xiang and several jailers.

system:[……]

Chu Ci hid again, and the system was trembling, not daring to speak.

Ye Qian couldn't see him, so he called sadly a few times: "Aci, where are you?"

He was delirious, and he couldn't tell the truth from the illusory in the layers of punishment. He thought that Chu Ci was playing hide-and-seek with him, and with a light struggle, he broke free from the chain, and looked for Chu Ci in a daze.

"A Ci, can you come out?"

"I won't look for you anymore, don't hide from me anymore..."

"A Ci, please, don't want me..."

He walked all the way out of the dungeon. Seeing his crazy appearance, the guards outside thought he was crazy. He tried to run out, but Ye Qian caught them all.

"Have you seen my Aci?"

"No! No! Don't come here! You're crazy ahhh—"

Ye Qian casually took the iron sword at the side and pierced the jailer's throat: "Shh, be quiet, you will scare Ah Ci."

Everyone knows that Ye Qiantian, the son of Ye's patriarch, is a genius with outstanding martial arts and good etiquette. He is the most stable and reliable general in the hearts of millions of people. No less.

Ye Qian strolled into the palace, the robes on his body were soaked in blood, some belonged to him, and some belonged to others.

He didn't hide from the guards who tried to stop him, and let the knives and guns pierce his flesh and blood. He had already recovered his sanity from the endless pain, but he didn't want to stop at all.

With a backhand sword, he slashed across the hearts of several people, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

The guards gathered together from a distance, not daring to retreat, let alone go forward, and retreat again, but it was the palace where the emperor was.

All the troops in the palace were dispatched together, intending to stop this Shura who came out of the sea of ​​blood.

The archers stood on a high place, aimed at Ye Qian, set up their bows and arrows, and the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air rang out in unison. Ye Qian was expressionless, turned his head slightly, and with a single wave, all the sharp arrows turned around. A direction, galloping away in the direction of coming.

The archers couldn't dodge in time, they clutched their chests, staggered a few steps, and fell from heights one after another.

"Come on! Come on! Don't let him get close to the palace!"

"Come and save me—!"

The eunuchs shouted sharply mixed with the maids' panic-stricken crying and screaming, which made people dizzy and the whole palace was in chaos. The emperor didn't expect Ye Qian to dare to rebel. Calmly and complacently: "Come here to escort—! Kill him for me! Go and kill him for me!"

The dark guards who usually elude people also mobilized together, but no matter how many people there were, no one could stop Ye Qian's sword. The cold iron sword was stained with the blood of many people, and even felt bloody and warm.

Ye Qian walked into the palace step by step, and finally no one dared to stop him. He pushed open the gate of the palace, and his manic internal force rolled up the extravagant and extravagant decorations in the palace. .

Ye Qian found the emperor, and appeared in front of the emperor in a flash.

"Heh," he casually put the blood-stained iron sword on the emperor's neck, and said word by word: "Emperor."

Suddenly there was a stench in the air, and the emperor hugged himself in embarrassment, curling up into a ball: "I am not the emperor! You misidentified the person!"

"Your Majesty," Ye Qian's voice became colder, "Why are you so cruel to my Aci?"

"I don't know! I don't know that he is your wife! I don't know anything!"

Ye Qian lowered his eyes, and poked the emperor's eyes lightly with the tip of the sword. The emperor covered his eyes, howled a few times, and rolled over and over on the ground in pain: "My eyes! My eyes! Ahhhhh!"

"Have you ever heard a saying, Your Majesty, use your own way to treat your own body." Ye Qian said slowly, cutting off the emperor's tendons and hamstrings with his sword, making it impossible for him to hide: "How can your majesty do this to you?" Ah Ci, the minister treats the emperor as he pleases, it's fair, isn't it?"

"Stop! Stop! I am the emperor! I am the emperor! The world belongs to me! I can kill whoever I want! Stop!"

Ye Qian frowned impatiently: "It's so noisy."

The sword light flashed, blood spattered, the emperor's tongue was cut off, and he could no longer speak a word.

The night passed, and the huge palace was soaked in blood. The palace that was singing and singing every night was lifeless, and there was a murderous atmosphere in the air. Those who were lucky enough to survive escaped long ago. There is no living thing in the palace now.

At the dawn of dawn, Ye Qian pushed open the door, stepped on a pool of bones and minced meat, and left the magnificent palace yesterday.

The killing lasted for a day and a night. Before the ministers who had fled could escape from their homes, they faced a sword that was shining with blood.

From the emperor to the courtiers, no one who saw Chu Ci being punished escaped.

After killing the last person, Ye Qian threw his sword and disappeared in place.

The prosperous dynasty fell apart overnight, and the common people did not feel alarmed, and cheered for the death of the tyrant, but the country cannot be without a king for a day, and the loyal veterans did not have time to mourn the passing of the late emperor, so they first stood up to stabilize the court, and hurriedly left the court. Together with the old general Ye who rushed back from the border, he selected a young man who could take on important responsibilities as the new emperor.

The bloody smell of the old dynasty has not dissipated, and a new dynasty has been born.

There are too many things to be busy in Xinchao. When everyone is in a hurry, they have to look for Ye Qian's traces everywhere, but the strange thing is that Ye Qian seems to disappear out of thin air, and he can't be found no matter what.

Old General Ye comforted Ye Yun with a headache. After his eldest son did such an earth-shattering event, even if he saw a group of mermaids in his yard, he would not feel any shock.

"Send them back to the sea," Old General Ye rubbed his forehead, and said, "Please take care of them. If you don't allow one person to salvage the mermaids, let them stay in the sea forever."

No matter how turbulent the outside was, Ye Qian couldn't feel it.

He was sleeping deep underground, holding his Aci, and hiding together in a coffin that no one could find.

The inside of the coffin was so dark that no light could penetrate.

But Ye Qian felt that he saw the brightest light in the world, the light only seen by him.

He hugged Chu Ci very preciously, straightened his long hair, and planted a kiss on his cold forehead.

"Got you."

Ye Qian curled the corners of his lips, and suddenly there was a slight sound of broken meridians in the silent coffin.

"A Ci," Ye Qian said softly and shyly after a while, "I will never leave you again."

Huangquan Luyao, walk slowly, I will soon catch up with you.

After a long time, the system prompts: [The task is completed. ]

Chuci seems to have never been heard.

He slowly lowered his eyelashes, and kissed Ye Qian's pale lips.

Farewell, my great general.

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