Dianxia Qingcheng

The sedan chair drove to the gate of the mansion and stopped, and the people on the sedan chair got off and also walked to the air vent to stand still.

"Why did you run out?"

Pei Zheng saw Qi Changyi's bare feet and the faint red footprints behind him.

He bent down and picked him up, wrapping him in his robe.

Qi Changyi had exhausted all his strength when he reached the door, and after blowing the cold wind for a while, his body became a little hot again, and his whole body was hot and limp.

Pei Zheng hugged people into the door, and saw a neat row of servants kneeling inside the door, his eyes swept over, "Take them all down."

A dozen men in black escorted them and were about to drag them away.

- A small hand gently tugged on the black sleeve, and shook his head feebly.

Pei Zheng looked down at the person in his arms. As long as he pulled the sleeve slightly, the hand would surely be easily torn off, but he let him hold it.

The people in the courtyard stopped their movements, wondering if they should drag these servants down.

"That's it."

Pei Zheng said suddenly, and then walked to the back garden with strides.

The servants collapsed to the ground after Pei Zheng left.

His Excellency had never been so magnanimous, and now it was even more elusive.

Returning to the small building again, after Pei Zheng put him back on the bed, Qi Changyi held onto his cuff and did not let go, his lips squirming as he said something.

Pei Zhengshou was still pressed under him, and he bent down to his lips.

"No...don't want to come back...want...to leave...here"

The soft and gentle tone caused Pei Zheng's chest to be blocked by an unknown fire.

The hand was withdrawn abruptly, causing the little person on the bed to lean sideways.

Pei Zheng squeezed his cheek with one hand and exerted some strength, his eyes were cold.

With a wave of his hand, he tore his clothes and carried him to the table.

Qi Changyi was trembling with pain, his fingers caught the broken teacup fragments on the table, and his tender palm was cut immediately.

Pei Zheng pressed his palm on the edge of the table, suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Qi Changyi was holding a fragment in his hand, blood was dripping down his arm, and the fragment was on Pei Zheng's neck, as long as he moved forward, he would be able to cut through the beating pulse there.

Keeping moving, Pei Zheng deliberately pushed towards the debris, "You want to kill me?"

Qi Changyi's tears couldn't stop flowing, the hand holding the fragment kept shaking, and the fragment was about to slip from his hand several times.

He cried out of tune, "I, I don't want to... please... stop, stop... I just... just want... go back... go back to the palace..."

Pei Zheng leaned closer, the fragment cut the skin on his neck, and blood oozes out, red and coquettish.

His voice was surprisingly deep and gentle, "Kill me, you can go back after you kill me, no one dares to blame you, I am the only son of the Pei family, kill me

I can avenge your mother and concubine. "

Qi Changyi kept shaking his head, "No...don't..."

Pei Zheng took his hand and cut his neck deeper, "Don't you dare? Shall I help you?"

Qi Changyi mixed the blood of the two of them with his hand, and he pulled his hand back with all his strength. He was so frightened by Pei Zheng's madness, and cried a little unconsciously.Pei Zheng was so cold-hearted that he wanted to smash the person under him into pieces, regardless of the strength.

After a long time, he pulled away and left.

The person half lying on the table had no strength to support him, and he slid off the table and fell to the ground. The floor was cold and shivering uncontrollably.

Qi Changyi couldn't shed tears, her whole body curled up in pain, her stomach convulsed, and she retched twice.

The hard fragment was still held in his hand, and he stared at it sideways, then suddenly lifted it up and stabbed at his neck.

Pei Zheng, who was fully dressed, saw the action of the little man lying on the ground, stepped forward quickly, kicked away the fragments of his hand, and then lowered his body.

The slender fingers wiped the blood on his neck, and applied it on the little man's pale lips, and the little face suddenly became vivid and attractive.

"Want to die? You can't even die without my permission."

Pei Zheng stood up and covered the little man with the robe in his hand.

"Come on."

Chengfeng flashed into the door with two guards.

Pei Zheng turned and walked out of the small building with a cold tone.

"Take it."

There is a secret prison in the prime minister's mansion, which is cold and humid, and dark.

The person who was tied to the frame had his head pulled back, and his messy hair covered his beautiful cheeks.

"How long have you been unconscious?"

"It's been almost two days."

"Last time, there was a person who had been in a coma for three days and didn't move. After a closer look, guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"Dead! My body is so cold that I hung it there to dry for three days!"

"Then, then this won't also..."

—His hands covered his companion's mouth in a hurry, "Don't talk nonsense! This person was sent in by the wind guard himself, we need to take care of him, if he dies here, we don't even want this head!"

The other nodded hurriedly, "Then I'll go and have a look."

He tiptoed to the side of the shelf and brushed up a lock of hair, both jailers were suffocated.

It was so beautiful, they had never seen such a beautiful face.

It's just that the beauty is lifeless, without any consciousness of life.

Patting her pale cheeks, "Hey, hey, wake up, wake up!"

There was no movement.

The two jailers became a little flustered, and slowly put their fingers under the little man's nose to explore.

Fortunately, some are breathing, but the faint ones are about to disappear.

There was a crisp gong sound from the narrow corridor outside, and it was time for the daily torture.

There were rustling noises from all the prisons, and after a while, the sound of whipping came one after another, accompanied by sharp crying and howling.

The torture here does not necessarily mean to inquire about anything, it is just a pure meaning of punishment. The day after day of whipping wears away the will of the person, and then he obeys the adults.

The two jailers look at me and I look at you. They don’t know whether to torture the man who is bound. They have already decided to suspend the caning for two days for Chengfeng’s sake. Today, I’m afraid I can't escape anymore.

Pull out the long whip hanging on the wall, the whip is extremely hard, but flexible like a water snake, it will definitely tear your body to pieces immediately.

Just when the two stood aside and began to hesitate, the door of the prison was suddenly opened.

A tall figure walked in against the light, with a stern face and gloomy eyes, half of his face was hidden in the darkness of the prison, only a small section of his noble and glamorous chin was exposed.

The two jailers hurriedly held their whips and fell to their knees, "My lord, my lord..."

Pei Zheng walked to the stool facing the shelf and sat down, his face darkened.

The little fool in front of him was actually born with a proud face, which was even worse than that of the fourth prince. Why didn't I see it before? It seems that he hid it too well, and what he showed in front of him was all Poor and well-behaved.

"Wake people up." Pei Zheng ordered.

The two guards panicked, brought a basin of cold water in a hurry, and splashed it on the face of the person on the shelf. The movements were too gentle, and the little person still didn't respond at all.

"waste."

Those two words made people terrified, and the two jailers poured cold water on the little man's body.

"Um..."

Qi Changyi was bone-piercingly cold, and woke up trembling, with misty water vapor in front of his eyes.

The arm was bound by the cold and hard chain for a long time, but it didn't feel any pain anymore, it was just numb and lost consciousness.

After seeing Pei Zheng in front of him clearly, Qi Changyi's eyes suddenly became much clearer, and his fear of dodging was clearly revealed in his eyes.

Pei Zheng stepped forward and pinched his chin, "Do you still want to die?"

The little man just kept shrinking, his body was shaking, his face was painful, and he didn't speak.

"Maybe I should change the question. Do you still want to run away? Do you hate me? Do you still want to kill me?"

The two jailers couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat when they heard these words.

Pei Zheng let go of his fingers, retreated to sit on the stool, and parted his thin lips lightly, "Use torture."

The two jailers took the order, and swiped the long whip on the little man's body. The skin and flesh were cracked, and the clothes were stuck to the flesh and blood, and the pain was so painful that he was about to pass out.

past.

Then after a few whips, the little man was already covered in cold sweat, but his clothes were already wet, so he couldn't tell.

Pei Zheng raised his hand, and the sound of the whip stopped.

Qi Changyi's eyes were lowered, all her hair was stuck to her neck, and she gasped lightly.

Pei Zhengrong gasped for a while, and said, "Bring people up."

A familiar figure flashed in at the door of the cell, and was thrown at Pei Zheng's feet. Pei Zheng lifted his foot and pressed it on his back.

"This little servant is sincere to you, and actually tried to sneak out of the palace privately."

Li Yu raised his head and saw the person who was half-hanging on the shelf, tears streaming down his face, "Your Highness, are you okay..."

Qi Changyi finally moved, lifted his jaw slightly, and smiled at Li Yu with the corner of his mouth desperately pulled, "Xiao Yuzi..."

Li Yu hugged Pei Zheng's feet with his backhand, and cried, "Master Pei, please forgive Your Highness. If you have any problems, you can blame this servant. This servant is willing to take punishment for His Highness."

"What a loving master and servant." Pei Zheng smiled coldly, "It's just that he attempted to assassinate me. This crime is probably enough for you to die several times."

Li Yu was stunned, assassinate him?How can it be!His Highness is so pleased with Mr. Pei, how could he want to kill Mr. Pei!

Pei Zheng kicked Li Yu aside, made a look, and he was dragged out again.

Walking to the shelf, the smell of blood swirls into the tip of the nose, the beauty in front of her is thin and fragile, and the dark tide surges in her irritating chest.

I haven't seen him for two days, and I can't calm down for anything, even when I go to court, my mind can go out of the sky.

This feeling of being out of control is too bad!

Pushing away the sweaty hair, wiped the cold sweat from the little man's forehead, lowered his head and bit his earlobe.

"Be obedient, I don't care about anything, just stay by my side obediently, huh?"

Qi Changyi sucked in his tears forcefully, his air was like gossamer, "I...don't...don't..."

Cold to the bone, Pei Zheng smiled sinisterly, staring at Qi Changyi to give orders.

"You two get out."