A Scumbag Always Gets What He Deserves

Once Jian Qiao made up his mind, he would definitely do it.

Except for eating and drinking, he basically slept deeply the rest of the time.His breathing became weaker and weaker, and the rise and fall of his chest was almost invisible.This made his servants always tremble with fear, fearing that he would die silently, so they tremblingly stretched out their hands to sniff his breath.

Empress Mo'an often came to visit him, and her face became more serious every time she left.

Jian Qiao has become so thin that only a handful of bones are left, but his face is still so beautiful.

This kind of beauty is a kind of frozen, dead beauty, which is about to wither in full bloom.The life cycle of flowers is often short, which is their fate.

Jane Joe is no exception.Most people like him don't live long.

Empress Mo'an waited for Jian Qiao's servants to send news of his death to the palace every day.But miraculously, he survived day after day.He lay on the bed, sunk in the thick quilt, barely breathing, looking like a living dead.

But every morning, when the mist dissipated and the light came into the window, he would struggle to open his eyes and ask, "Is Lei Zhe back today?"

If he got a negative answer, he would close his eyes and never wake up for the rest of the day.The servant could only pinch his jaw open and forcefully pour the porridge and medicine into it.

Every day in the past, he would be tortured by insomnia and nightmares.Sleeping was his worst fear.But now, he can sleep as long as he wants.He finally overcomes his deepest fear, only to fall into a deeper fear.

He was afraid of losing Lei Zhe.

He was like a weak spark, buried in deep, deep ashes. This ashes made him despair, but also kept his residual heat from escaping.

Even Empress Mo An was shocked by his tenacity.

It seemed that he lived only to wait for Lei Zhe.

Gradually, Empress Mo An's hatred for him faded away.Such a person who loves without knowing it, she can only pity him.

One day before winter, Jian Qiao's servant rushed into the hotel like a whirlwind, knelt down beside the bed with a plop, and said out of breath, "Master, wake up, Lord Lei Zhe is back! Master, wake up! You wait The man is back! Glory has won!"

At this time, it was almost dusk, and it was the time of meeting the devil.

Jian Qiao's mind has long been plunged into a dark abyss, and she never wakes up.He would only wake up for a moment every morning when the sky dawned, and ask Lei Zhe for news with his dry and cracked lips.His long-exhausted vitality must be saved and saved in order to sustain it.

He knew that the longer he was awake, the shorter he would be alive, and he would not be able to wait for Lei Zhe.

His eyelashes trembled, but he finally returned to calm.

The servant yelled several times but failed to wake him up, so he also gave up.

It was night, a carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and then, an unusually tall man jumped out of the car, went around to the side of the hotel, raised his hand and grabbed the pipe, as if he wanted to climb up.But he had just climbed two steps before he frowned, showing an expression of discomfort.

"Let the shopkeeper take you up. You are covered with injuries." An old voice came from the carriage.

The man agreed, and then walked to the window lit by candlelight, revealing a handsome face, it was indeed Lei Zhe.

He came back with wet hair sticking to his forehead. He had obviously just showered, and his body was still wrapped in thick gauze.

"The doctor told you not to take a bath, but you have to. The wound may fester if it touches water." The old Duke poked his head out of the car window with a very worried expression.

Both father and son were alive, and they fought victoriously. Prince Andrew, who originally wanted to make contributions, died instead.

"If you don't take a shower, you will smell blood." Lei Zhe knocked on the door of the hotel.

"Why didn't I know you were a clean freak?" the old duke asked in surprise.

Lei Zhe continued to knock on the door without answering.

The old duke looked at the balcony on the third floor, and said clearly: "Is it because he has a cleanliness?"

Lei Zhe still didn't answer, followed behind the shopkeeper, and went up lightly.After the triumphant return, he did not go back to the Duke's mansion, nor did he go to the barracks to congratulate the soldiers, nor did he enter the palace to meet Empress Mo An, instead he rushed to this hotel in a hurry.

It is self-evident who is hiding in his heart.

The old prince shook his head, and sighed against the drizzle of early winter, a breath of white air full of thick fog.

Two servants quietly helped Lei Zhe open the door.They originally wanted to light the candles, but were stopped by Lei Zhe.

Darkness enveloped the entire room and also covered Lei Zhe's whereabouts.He didn't want his sudden arrival to irritate Jian Qiao.A patrol team passed by on the street outside, and the light from the torch shone in through the window, allowing Lei Zhe to see Jian Qiao's appearance clearly at the moment.

Lying in the quilt, the man was already emaciated, almost breathless.

Lei Zhe stood by the bed and stared at Jian Qiao, his breathing gradually became rough.He is excited, but also afraid.Even if he was trapped in the swamp, facing death every minute and every second, he had never been so afraid.

He seemed to see the scythe of death hanging over Jian Qiao's head.The man was so ill!

Lei Zhe covered his aching heart, desperately adjusting his breathing.He was afraid of waking this person up, and then seeing an expression of resistance or even disgust on the other person's face.

Jian Qiao needs sleep, needs healing, needs energy, needs peace, and the only thing she doesn't need is this suitor who will make him sick to the point of vomiting.

Overexcited emotions would kill him.Now he is like a transparent spider thread hanging under the eaves, and the slightest bit of wind can blow him off.

This thought made Lei Zhe dare not make a sound.He moved a chair to the side of the bed, sat down silently, and stared greedily at Jian Qiao's face with deep eyes.

This person became even thinner, his skin was as white as transparent, and it was almost completely sunken when he was wrapped by the quilt.

But he is still so beautiful.

To Lei Zhe, Jian Qiao is like a bright moon in the sky, which can be heard and seen, but can never be touched.

Lei Zhe couldn't take his eyes off Jian Qiao's face for a second.The months of separation and all the hardships he encountered did not make him give up on this relationship, but instead got deeper and deeper.

"I survived because of you, so I'm sorry, but I can never give up my love for you." He said the reason in a low voice.

"When I was lost in the endless wasteland, all I could think of was you. I told myself that every step I took, Jian Qiao would be closer to you, so I must not give up. So I took a step and Every time I fall, I will get up and keep moving forward. Your face is always hanging in front of my eyes."

Lei Zhe stretched out his arm, hung his hand wrapped in gauze on the back of Jian Qiao's hand, pretended to hold her, and continued: "So I really walked out of the wasteland. I walked in your direction, After turning over a mountain, there is a magnificent sea in front of me. At that time, I remembered that I had promised to take you to see the sea view. You once hugged me tightly and said in a very serious tone that I am your most magnificent view .Because of these precious memories, I survived. You are also the most beautiful scenery in my heart."

Lei Zhe put down his dangling hand, gently took Jian Qiao's hand, then lowered his head, wanting to kiss the back of his snow-white hand.

However, when his lips were about to touch Jian Qiao's skin, Lei Zhe paused.He gently put the hand back and covered it with a quilt.

He thought of the stubble on his face, which would hurt Jian Qiao's delicate skin.

So Lei Zhe could only touch Jian Qiao's face carefully, and said in a hoarse voice: "I promised to hold you tightly until you let me go. You need a sense of security, and I will give you a sense of security, you If you want to be happy, I will give you happiness.

"You want to open the store to every corner of Glory, and I will help you do it in the future. I will give you what you want. You told me that day that you would never see each other, then I will never Goodbye to you. So wake up and don't be afraid that I will continue to pester you. You are alive and you are in the same land as me, that is the best thing for me."

He withdrew his hand, twirled his fingertips reluctantly, and said slowly: "Goodbye, my dearest."

He leaned forward, stared greedily at this pale face, then gently moistened the parched lips of the other party with a cotton swab soaked in water, and then left without a sound.

After he left, Jian Qiao's eyelashes began to tremble violently, as if she was about to wake up.After a while, he forcefully opened his eyes, there was no fog in the pupils, only the twinkle of tears.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked out of the window, where there was the sound of wheels rolling.The person he wants to see has gone farther and farther.

"Lei Zhe." He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Why did you come down so soon?" The old prince was very surprised.

"I don't want to wake him up, I'm afraid he'll be annoyed if he sees me." Lei Zhe's voice was full of forbearance and depression.

"It turns out that there are people in this world that you can't get." The old prince joked, but his big palm patted his son's shoulder vigorously.

The father and son have reconciled after this ordeal.If it weren't for the old duke's persistent search, Lei Zhe might not have been able to wait for rescue.

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The next day, Jian Qiao woke up at dawn as usual.

The two male servants rushed to the bed and said happily, "Master Lei Zhe is back! He is still alive! We have won this battle!"

"I know." Jian Qiao was very calm.He licked his dry lips, and suddenly said something irrelevant: "Give me a mirror."

Two male servants: "..."

After a while, Jian Qiao got a mirror.

He turned his head left and right, looked at the person in the mirror who was so thin that his cheeks were sunken, and his tone was full of self-deprecation: "It's so ugly."

Two servants: "..." Is it time to look in the mirror?Can't you be happier that the good news you've been waiting for so many days is finally here?

Jian Qiao turned her head away, refused to look at herself in the mirror, and said the second sentence with a dying breath: "I want to eat, get me some more broth."

He who can survive on only a little porridge and water every day has an appetite for the first time.

The two servants were overjoyed and rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Jian Qiao leaned back on the soft pillow and exhaled lightly.Just moving a little bit made him exhausted.

"I have to get better soon. Eat more and grow more meat. That's how I look good."

As for how to look better, he didn't say.However, he didn't know what to expect, but the corner of his mouth opened a smile full of expectation.

Lei Zhe's safe return is like a rain in the desert to Jian Qiao.

The desert is not barren and dead, and many invisible creatures are hidden in the long yellow sand.After a rain, in just one night, green grass will grow there, flowers of various colors will bloom, and even lakes and schools of fish will appear.

Jian Qiao had seen the desert after the rain, and the tenacious and surging vitality shocked him and made him yearn for it.But right now, he felt the same vitality in his body.He is like a seed that has been saturated with water, and begins to take root and sprout.

His face became more rosy day by day, and he was able to get out of bed and walk slowly.

However, Lei Zhe seemed to have disappeared, and never came to visit. He only asked the housekeeper to deliver some expensive medicinal materials and food every day, and sent many doctors.

The servants often lamented his ruthlessness, but Jian Qiao knew that was not the case.

Lei Zhe didn't want to come, but he didn't dare to come.

When Jian Qiao's face finally regained its former beauty and brilliance, he received more than a dozen letters of challenge one after another.Somehow, the most famous knights in the Totes Continent ran to Grande and asked him for a duel, and those people were all ready to fight in person.

According to the law, Jian Qiao must also fight in person.

For him recovering from a serious illness, this is tantamount to death.Of course, even if he was in good health, he would not be able to survive this wheel battle, as he knew nothing about swordsmanship.

Jian Qiao: "..." Has my retribution not passed yet?