The mechanism of false rebirth is exhausted

When Qin Pingyun heard the sound, he immediately turned off his laptop.

He came down to stand beside Luo Ye's bed, bent down and poked Luo Ye's head with the back of his hand.

Still a little burnt.

"Do you want some water?"

Luo Ye stared blankly at Qin Pingyun for a long while, and he didn't smile at him until he turned around and came over with water and helped him up to drink.

"It is you."

Qin Pingyun paused his hand holding the cup, and he looked at Luo Ye's face again in surprise. The other party didn't resist at all at the moment. Instead, he lifted himself up and drank a few sips of water with his hand.

Qin Pingyun lowered his head, looked at Luo Ye's dark and smooth hair, and asked softly.

"Luo Ye, do you know who I am?"

"En?" Luo Ye raised his head, his black and white eyes met Qin Pingyun's suspiciously.

Looking at each other like this for a few seconds, Qin Pingyun suddenly felt nervous, and as expected, the other party frowned afterwards, and his originally peaceful expression became a little painful.

"Cough...cough cough!" Luo Ye coughed violently, Qin Pingyun hurriedly gave him back, and pressed the call button on the wall.

"Go...cough...go away!" Luo Ye wanted to swipe away the opponent with his hand, but there was a tingling pain on the back of his hand.

Qin Pingyun looked back and saw that the hanging needle on the back of Luo Ye's hand had been pulled out halfway, and the blood was flowing back along the tube, so he could only hold his hand tightly and fix it on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Don't move around."

"Cough...cough..." Luo Ye coughed in a muffled voice, and the doctor arrived in time. Qin Pingyun didn't let go of his strength, and held Luo Ye's body to let the doctor replace the needle on the back of his hand first.

After fixing the hanging needle, the doctor got up and suggested.

"The patient can get another shot of sedative."

Qin Pingyun looked down at Luo Ye who was panting sharply and almost lost his strength, and nodded.

The doctor had already turned on the headlights in the ward when he entered the door. Luo Ye turned his head, and this time he could clearly see a man in white holding a syringe approaching him, and he couldn't help but start to struggle again.

"Don't move around." Qin Pingyun held Luo Ye's body again.

Qin Pingyun's strength was so great that Luo Ye couldn't move, so he could only watch the man squat down and wipe the back of his hand twice with cotton, the cold and unfamiliar touch made him shiver for a while.

"Hmm..." Luo Ye whimpered softly, and the tears flowed down, "I don't want to..."

"Qin Pingyun!" He suddenly raised his voice.

Qin Pingyun lowered his head and found that Luo Ye pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were filled with moisture, and he was looking at him in panic and aggrieved at the moment. This show of weakness made Qin Pingyun's heart throb instantly.

He groaned for a while, then let go of the hand holding Luo Ye, straightened up and signaled the doctor not to beat him.

After the doctor left, the ward fell into darkness and silence again.

Luo Ye lay down on the bed again, panting with his mouth slightly open, his eyes fixed on Qin Pingyun's every move.

"Call me if you feel uncomfortable." Qin Pingyun helped him tidy up the quilt, went back to the bed next to him, turned on his laptop and continued to read the documents.

"Also, as I said before, you don't have to be so defensive against me."

Luo Ye didn't answer, wondering if it was because of the relaxation after the fear just now, he felt much more at ease now.

But he didn't feel sleepy at all at the moment, and he couldn't fall asleep after closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep for a while.

Luo Ye simply opened his eyes and turned to look at the man opposite him.

The glowing blue light from the computer hit Qin Pingyun's resolute face. Seen from the side, it looked like a tough statue.

In fact, Qin Pingyun has always been a pillar in his heart.

Whether he was oppressed by internal and external troubles and could not breathe, or lived in the deep palace for a long time and could not sleep all night, it was Qin Pingyun who helped him through in the end.

He never imagined that this foreign king would covet his throne, obviously everything he did was really helping him.

That's why after he learned the truth, his mind completely collapsed and he couldn't forgive the other party's betrayal.

Qin Pingyun noticed Luo Ye's gaze, and looked away from the computer.

"Can't sleep?" He met Luo Ye's eyes with a low and gentle voice.

"Well, I have a headache." Luo Ye said lightly.

After finishing speaking, he saw Qin Pingyun put down the things in his hands without saying a word, got out of bed and walked over.

Afterwards, Luo Ye's dull, swollen head was gently pressed skillfully by a pair of calm and powerful hands, with just the right strength.

This feeling of familiarity and nostalgia made Luo Ye burst into unspeakable sadness for a while.

He quickly closed his eyes to prevent tears from streaming out.

"Luo Ye, you shouldn't regard me as your old friend."

There was a sound from the head, and the pressing action also stopped for a few seconds, and then continued.

Qin Pingyun sighed with a sense of helplessness in his words. "Luo Ye, this is not fair to me."

Luo Ye opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like water reflecting the moonlight in the dark night, maybe the feeling of nostalgia was too sudden, or he was too tired at the moment.

He stretched out his hand, caressed Qin Pingyun's side face, and said slowly: "If you are not him, then who are you?"

Qin Pingyun was stunned, his always calm heart became chaotic at this moment because of Luo Ye's touch, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice.

"Just think that I'm here to atone for him. I'll make up for what he owes you."

In the darkness, the chaotic past and the peaceful present alternately appeared, Luo Ye's hand hangs down feebly, covering his eyes.

This night, as cold as water, people have to want to be close to warmth.

Cups and cups were interlaced, singing and dancing, and dozens of stunning dancers in light gauze and pink skirts showed their charming posture in the hall.

During the banquet, the sound of the qin continued, and occasionally a dancing girl approached the seat with light dance steps, and immediately the prince, who had already been fascinated, laughed and applauded loudly.

The people outside complained endlessly, but the palace was full of extravagance. He was really an emperor who knew how to enjoy himself.

Qin Pingyun sneered in his heart, he held the knife with his right hand, and drank the wine cup with his left hand.

"Our country of Luo invites all the heroes of Ping to drink this time. If you have a crush on any dancer in the hall, just ask me, and I will definitely agree."

"Lord Luo is really generous! Not only did he give away gold, silver and jewelry, but he also let us choose such a beautiful woman in the palace, hahahaha..."

The young emperor raised his eyebrows and said: "I sincerely want to make friends with Pingguo. I will not hide it from you. Now Luoguo's surroundings are all staring at my country. There have been constant wars over the years..." King Luo stood up, Take the jug from the servant's tray.

"But those people are just poor soldiers, not enough." Holding the jug, he went straight to the second seat of the banquet, bent down and poured a glass of wine for the man in military uniform with a hard face.

"But King Ping, your soldiers and horses are really powerful. You only sent a team of less than [-] to break through seven of my cities."

Luo Wang straightened up, his black eyes were clear and transparent, and there was a look of helplessness on his face.

It is really rare to pat the beard and slip the horse so directly, Qin Pingyun said with a cold smile.

"King Luo invited us here this time, and spent such a great deal of money, is he begging for mercy in disguise?"

Sure enough, his merciless rhetorical question made the young emperor, who had just sat on the throne not long ago, immediately at a loss as to how to step down.

"Ping Wang, if you want to cry Luo Wang, what will this beauty do if she gets angry hahaha..."

Several generals under Qin Pingyun laughed out loud.

"Your Majesty...continue to drink." The old slave at the side stepped forward to rescue King Luo.

"

King Luo didn't move, he stared straight at the man sitting on the seat.

"Does King Ping think these dancers don't look good?"

Qin Pingyun smiled, "The first thing my people learn when they are born is not to hold chopsticks, but to hold a knife. They sleep on horseback and never leave their weapons. King Luo, you carefully prepared a banquet , except for wine, nothing else suits our appetite."

King Luo also laughed, "Let them go down and bring my sword."

The maid handed over a pure blue sword, and Qin Pingyun only glanced at the scabbard, and he could see that this sword was made with a lot of thought, and it was the best.

It's a pity to be matched with such a weak and incompetent emperor.

"Also ask King Ping to move outside the hall."

It's winter now, and on the white snow outside the hall, hundreds of plum blossoms are planted in full bloom. The red and white match is really spectacular.

The young emperor put on a big red imperial robe, held a sword in his right hand, the blue sword body glowed coldly, and instantly danced with the person holding the sword.

The fierce sword edge brought up the petals of the red plums, and when it slashed the ground, it splashed all over the sky with snow and mist. Luo Wang's bright red royal robe rose and fell with the sword technique, and his elegant figure like flowing clouds and flowing water made the red plums and white snow lose their color.

The random flowers fascinated people's eyes, and everyone looked at it in silence.

"I don't know what King Ping thinks?" The person who finished the swordplay came out of the forest, with a few plum petals on his head and shoulders.

Qin Pingyun looked at the shining arrogance of the man in front of him with some amusement, and still sneered: "The sword danced by King Luo himself is of course better than that of all the dancers, but it's a pity that this good sword can't touch the enemy. blood, you can only pick petals to play with."

"Hahahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter.

The young emperor panted lightly, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He withdrew the sword, and said softly to the tall man's eyes: "The sword is not stained with blood, it is clean, isn't it good?"

"It's been a day of turmoil, and everyone is tired, Xiao Li, take King Ping to rest in the hall."

On the last day of the Luo Kingdom's banquet, the evening banquet was still peaceful with singing and dancing. Qin Pingyun looked at the door from time to time, but in the end he still didn't see King Luo.

After drinking a few cups of wine in his mouth, he also lost his taste, so he simply put it down, got up and left.

Away from the bustling hall, Qin Pingyun walked to the Mei Lin where King Luo danced his sword that day. He had excellent hearing and could hear familiar voices speaking in the forest from a distance. He couldn't help but hooked the corners of his mouth and walked in quickly.

"Wang, it's better to go back and rest quickly, what if you freeze your body."

Luo Ye took the sword and slashed at the plum tree again, "Damn King Ping!"

"... Wang... We have been chopping here for almost an hour, and our arms must be sore. Listen to the old slave, let's go back and drink some ginger water to warm our bodies."

"...Go and see if their banquet is over."

The old slave, who was quite old, was no match for the young master, "Oh, I'm going to watch this old slave."

The surrounding was finally quiet, Luo Ye looked down, and the ground was full of plum blossoms that he knocked down.

"Prince Ping!" He stomped his foot angrily again.

"I didn't expect King Luo to hate me so much."

Hearing the voice, Luo Ye was startled. He turned his head and saw the person's face, his eyes enlarged slightly.

Qin Pingyun looked at the other party's stunned expression, and couldn't help but smile deeper.

He approached, "Would King Luo really be friendly with me sincerely? I think it's a disagreement."

Luo Ye blinked his eyelashes, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Ping Wang... Why are you here, Ping Wang?"

"How can I hear the truth about King Luo if I'm not here?" Qin Pingyun approached, forcing Luo Ye to take a step back, leaning against the tree trunk.

"I already believed in King Luo, and the withdrawal order has been drawn up."

Luo Ye: "I don't believe what you say."

"Hmph..." Qin Pingyun suddenly sneered, "Since King Luo doesn't believe it, I'll go back and tear things up."

He turned to leave.

"Wait!" Luo Ye hurriedly grabbed the other party's sleeve.

"En?" Qin Pingyun looked at him, "Is there something else for King Luo?"

Luo Ye bit his lip and handed the sword in his hand to King Qin.

"Giving this sword to you is my apology."

Qin Pingyun followed the blade and saw that the opponent's hand holding the sword turned white with force.

He laughed: "You want to exchange one sword for seven cities?"

"This sword is a relic given to me by Empress Rongchun, and it is very precious to me."

"Empress Song Chun?"

"My mother-in-law."

Qin Pingyun was taken aback.

He stuffed the hilt of the sword to Qin Pingyun, "May King Ping withdraw his troops."

The young emperor knelt down slowly...