The Scholar Who Was Captured in the Palace: Dreams Against the Heavens

"My lord," Cheng Ran begged, "Let me go back to my room." The strength of the spirit defeated the body, Cheng Ran supported his appearance, and walked towards the door like a walking corpse. Open, the blood flowed down the trousers.

"Ran——" Zhao Qi felt that something was wrong, and then he remembered that the person he raped was the most stubborn person who refused to submit, and Cheng Ran was a man, how could that man be willing to suffer such humiliation.

Trouble!

Zhao Qi let out a breath and put on his coat: "I'll take you back."

After catching up with Cheng Ran who ignored him, Zhao Qi picked him up, loudly told the servant to hold the lamp, and the guards opened the way to send Cheng Ran back.From Zhao Qi's point of view, this is normal, but Cheng Ran knows that tomorrow everyone will know that he slept in King Zhong's bed, and it's no big deal for them dignitaries who are tired of playing with women and men.Did he ever think that integrity is the most important thing for a scholar?Cheng Ran couldn't help laughing bitterly loudly.

First he cut his wrist with a piece of a teacup, the wound was so deep that he almost broke his tendon, and then he jumped from the upstairs of his living room into the pond behind him, and then...he died three times in one day.

Zhao Qi finally understood Cheng Ran's anger. His methods of self-mutilation were vicious and ruthless. After touching the big acupoints all over his body, he refused to eat again. He was completely a living dead.

Why is this happening?

For the first time, Zhao Qi felt troubled.