Those years when I was a tool person

Ten miles outside the city, the rebel army is stationed.

Xiu Yuan lifted the curtain of the main tent and strode in. He turned his back to the young man who didn't know what he was doing and said, "The two armies are at war, you vanguard, what are you doing here if you don't charge forward on the battlefield?"

"You know I won't make mistakes." Xiuyuan threw a military newspaper on the table: "But you, shouldn't you explain why you privately dispatched troops to sneak into the city, and how much risk is there? Are you not okay? clear."

Hanging in front of Qi Yan is a map of the entire Jian Kingdom, and his fingers swipe across the location of Changong City: "Of course it is clear."

"Then why are you..."

"You know, I have a blood feud." Qi Yan interrupted him.

"Here, you..." He knew Qi Yan's life experience, and he also knew that his enemy was Feng Ling from the Feng family: "Toad Palace City is now under full martial law, and no one can enter or leave. Feng Ling is trapped in the city. Can't run away."

"I'm not afraid of him running away."

"Then why are you?"

It's a pity that Qi Yan said such vague words so he didn't say more.

Xiu Yuan had no choice but to return to the front line, beware of possible accidents.

But he thought too much, the strength of Toad Palace City was too weak, it was really worthless in front of the rebels, so that the army besieged the city for more than a day, and the monarch of Jian Kingdom held the seal of the country's symbol and surrendered.

Qi Yan was surrendered as the leader of the rebel army. After the city gate was opened, he led the rebel army into the city in mighty force.

Both sides of the street were full of kneeling people who surrendered. All of them lowered their heads, welcoming the victor into the imperial city in fear and fear. Qi Yan rode a tall horse, and his gaze passed through the crowd, ready to lock on a person without fail.

Rong Ying felt that a basin of cold water had poured down his head, making him feel cold from the tip of his hair to the soles of his feet.

Lowering her head even lower, Rongying tried her best to minimize her sense of existence.

But now he is dressed in coarse cloth, with disheveled hair, and his appearance is no different from that of the descendants around him. How could Qi Yan recognize him so quickly?

Could it be that people who play bow and arrow have such good eyesight?

But he has also learned bow and arrow for three or four years, why is his eyesight getting worse day by day?

The uprising army paraded through the streets, and the city is still under martial law. According to internal news, Qi Yan is currently discussing all matters concerning the new king's ascension to the throne with the former monarch.

During this period, Rong Ying wanted to try to go out for a walk, but as soon as his right foot stepped over the threshold of the closed mansion, there was an extra feathered arrow on the left where he was about to step down.Afterwards, he also hid behind the gate and observed secretly, and found that the rest of the Feng family came in and out without incident, and the person behind the scenes was only targeting him.

It is not difficult to understand that he was grounded by Qi Yan.

There is still no statement, only the two people involved know it well, the kind of house arrest that they secretly rubbed.

It's just that other than not being able to go out, Qi Yan didn't do anything else to Feng Ling or the Feng family, and I don't know if it was because he had just received the surrender because of the heavy workload or what. Qi Yan was never seen again.

Rongying has long been used to the fearful life, so she has not been affected by it. She should eat, drink, sleep, and the quality of life has not declined at all. Instead, it is because of the strange sense of relief that "it is finally coming" , I gained four or five catties in half a month.

During this period, the most sad thing was the father and daughter of the Feng family. After they heard that the name of the leader of the rebel army was Qi Yan, they never had a good night's sleep.

Especially when Qi Yan's army came under pressure, and after the monarch surrendered, the worries in their hearts had turned into reality, wrapping around Rong Ying's body like threads, making him breathless.

this night.

Rong Ying was sitting by the window with his coat on, looking up at the stars in the sky in a daze, when a sudden gust of wind messed up his forehead hair, he squinted slightly, and turned around abruptly.

Qi Yan sat at the table at some point, staring fixedly at Rong Ying, just like the night he first met, his face was covered with blood, only his eyes were full of bloodthirsty red light, like It is a vortex that can drown people.

The two of them just stared at each other for a while, Rong Ying couldn't stand it anymore, and spoke first.

"How did you get in?"

"Mr. Feng is very elegant, and at this time he still has the heart to look at the stars and the moon." Qi Yan answered irrelevantly.

Seeing Qi Yan picking up the teapot on the table to pour water, and pouring water for herself, Rong Ying pursed her lips, and sat nervously across from Qi Yan.

As if aware of something, Qi Yan suddenly smiled, and he pushed the teacup to Rong Ying's hand: "Are you afraid?"

Rong Ying held the teacup and smiled wryly: "No one will believe me if I say I'm not afraid?"

"I believe."

Rong Ying: "..."

"After all, Mr. Feng is not even afraid of killing people. I really can't imagine what would make you afraid."

Rong Ying whispered, "I'm afraid of you."

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, turned his wrist in a small arc, and the water in the teacup also rippled: "Afraid of me?"

As if hearing something funny, Qi Yan laughed again.

Rong Ying looked at him and smiled, shrank his neck and dared not move or speak, he was really afraid of death.

After a while, Qi Yan finally had enough of laughing, he wiped away the physiological tears from laughing, put the teacup back on the table heavily, and with a jolt, raised his head to look at him.

"I'm afraid it's too early now."

Qi Yan stood up, put his hands on the table, bent down and approached Rong Ying, seeing the distance between the two getting closer, Rong Ying's entire back was wet, his mouth was bald, and what he said made him want to slap I slapped myself: "You like me."

Qi Yan's movements froze, and after a while, he curled his lips slightly, looked into Rong Ying's eyes, his eyes were cold and without any warmth: "Oh?"

Rong Ying Wanzun: "No, no, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously!"

Qi Yan was still laughing: "Young Master Feng thinks so?"

Rongying cried and said, "I didn't."

"Yes."

Qi Yan said such a word without beginning or end.

Rong Ying was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what this "yes" meant.

Qi Yan didn't intend to explain, he stood up straight, gave Rong Ying a meaningful look, his figure flickered, and he was no longer in the room.

Rongying was left alone still struggling with the plausible answer.

Three days later, people from the palace came and took all the members of the Feng family into custody for committing a crime, and even implicated the in-laws of the Shan family.

The Feng family was ransacked without going through any procedures, without interrogation, without judgment, and everyone was directly imprisoned.

Some insiders only said that the Feng family had a personal enmity with the current supreme person, and that this was his revenge.

Rong Ying was not locked up with other people, he was left alone in Feng's house, but the scope of the confinement was reduced to his room, and he was not allowed to go anywhere except in the room.

This is more uncomfortable than Qi Yan saying that he wants to kill him.

He didn't expect that Qi Yan would really do something to the rest of the Feng family.

But even so, he couldn't blame Qi Yan, after all, a life for a life, although the main reason is Feng Ling, but it is undeniable that he alone is not worth the dozens of members of the Qi family, all of the Feng family owes their death to Qi The family lives.

"Hey!"

Rong Ying knocked on the door, hoarse: "Is anyone there? Tell Qi Yan, I want to see him!"

No one responded.

But in the afternoon of that day, Qi Yan came.

At that time Rong Ying was lying on the bed, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he sat up immediately, and when he saw Qi Yan, he didn't care about his shame, got out of bed as soon as he lifted the quilt, knelt down and kowtowed after walking a few steps.

"Qi Yan, I beg you, let the rest of the Feng family go."

Qi Yan's eyes flicked over his feet like a dragonfly. He looked at the young man kneeling in front of him, and the wave in his heart was forcibly calmed down by him. He turned his head and gave a few words to the guard behind him. The guard took the order and go.

Not long after, the guard came back, and there were a few more people behind him.

Rong Ying's forehead was pressed against the cold ground. He listened to the movement until something was placed on the ground, and then he raised his head to look in a daze. In his hand was a row of wooden boxes of the same shape, made of lacquered wood and completely black. Exudes an ominous atmosphere.

Picking up one of them with trembling hands, Rong Ying tried several times but failed to open it, Qi Yan motioned for the guards to help, Rong Ying waved to open it.

"No, no need."

There was a cry in Rong Ying's voice, and Qi Yan watched coldly from the side.

The wooden box was finally opened, and what came into view was Father Feng's familiar face, still stained with blood, messy gray and white hair sticking to his face, eyes that were always kind and strict in the past Closed tightly, he could no longer look at his precious son whom he had been used to all his life.

Rong Ying closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her face was full of tears.

He closed the wooden box in his arms, picked up another one, opened it without much effort this time, it was Feng Qing.

Then, the two elderly members of the Shan family, Shan Ting and Shan Wan...

Rong Ying crawled on the ground like crazy, flipping through the wooden boxes one by one, from the first to the last, and there were people who were slightly related to the Feng family.

Wiping tears on his sleeves, Rongying looked at all the wooden boxes again. He went to the corner of La Qiyan's clothes and asked in a sad voice, "Yu'er, where did you put Shan Yu? You didn't kill Shan Yu?" Is he right?"

A guard was reminded by Qi Yan's eyes and left again. Rong Ying stared at the door, and when he saw the guard going and returning to hold a child in his arms, a light burst out of his dull eyes.

"Yu'er!"

Rong Ying got up in a hurry, lost his footing and fell back to the ground heavily. He had been stimulated too much today, which affected him both mentally and physically.

Snatching Shan Yu back from the guards, Rong Ying tested his breath with his hands, Qi Yan finally said the first thing he said here today: "He is still alive."

Rong Ying hugged Shan Yu and walked a little further away, hugging her little nephew tightly in her arms, looking directly at Qi Yan with eyes red from crying: "You let him go."

Qi Yan didn't answer.

Rong Ying knelt down again: "It was my fault that I killed the Qi family, but it was all my fault. It has nothing to do with the Feng family's Shan family, and it has nothing to do with Shan Yu. So many people have died. I beg you, let Shan go." Yu."

His forehead hit the ground heavily, Rongying's brain was more awake than ever before, when Wei Shang's voice sounded, reminding him that the task was completed, he looked down at Shan Yu who had passed out, with a sad expression on his face.

After all, leave the child alone.

Qi Yan moved suddenly, he approached Rong Ying, squatted down, glanced at Rong Ying who was in a state of distress, and then at Shan Yu who was unconscious by his medicine.

"You want me to let him go?"

Rong Ying nodded expressionlessly.

"I reject."

Rong Ying froze, as if she didn't hear what he said clearly.

Qi Yan broke Rong Ying's arm, and dug Shan Yu out of his arms. He stood up and walked to the bed, picked up the pillow that Rong Ying dropped on the ground because he got up in a hurry, and gently covered it. On Shan Yu's head.

Rong Ying didn't understand what he was doing, until Qi Yan increased his strength and covered Shan Yu with the pillow in his hand, then he realized that he wanted to snatch Shan Yu back from Qi Yan's hands.

"Qi Yan, let go, let him go, he is only four years old, let him go, I beg you, I beg you!"

Rong Ying collapsed, he never thought that he would encounter such a thing one day, he tried his best to snatch it, but he was not Qi Yan's opponent at all.

Qi Yan finally let go, the pillow fell to the ground without making any sound.

Shan Yu was stuffed back into Rong Ying's arms, he lowered his head mechanically, his ears were close to Shan Yu's chest, the surrounding was silent, including the little guy's heart that should have been beating regularly.

There was a long silence.

Qi Yan was about to take his people away when Rong Ying, who had been silent since witnessing Shan Yu's death, suddenly said, "Qi Yan, kill me."

Qi Yan turned around, and Rong Ying sat on the ground, looking up at him with tears all over his face.

Time turned back, the situation of the two people five years ago was reversed today, Qi Yan's fingertips twitched a few times like a spasm, he quietly clenched his hands, and then slowly loosened them.

"That can't be done. If you die, I won't have anything to play with."