Dianxia Qingcheng

I don't know how long it took.

The two jailers went inside after Pei Zheng left, and saw Qi Changyi lying on the floor, his eyes were empty and out of focus.

The ground, the ground is a bit messy.

He hastily cleaned up the prison cell, and chained the man back to the rack. The little man's lips were torn again, and new wounds were added to the old wounds before they healed.

A jailer brought some water to feed him, Qi Changyi moved, drank several mouthfuls as if extremely thirsty, rolled his throat twice, and said softly, "Thank you."

Then there was no movement again.

The two jailers sighed, glanced at each other and went out the door.

The cell suddenly became quiet again, the bound wrists were already bleeding, and two nails on those white hands were broken.

Occasionally, there were a few moans of unbearable pain from other cells around.

"Your Highness... are you... still awake?"

A faint, almost inaudible voice of inquiry came from the dark place opposite.

Qi Changyi lowered his head and did not move.

The people over there didn't give up, they kept shouting, "Your Highness...Your Highness..."

The little man seemed to have finally gained some strength, and raised his head slightly.

The dark figure moved outside, and the face appeared in the dim light of the corridor.

Yes, the little maid who had her feet cut off.

Qi Changyi's gaze fell on her lower limbs that had begun to fester, and she turned her head and retched silently a few times.

The little maid had been in a coma for the past few days, and it was only today that she woke up to see Qi Changyi who was tied up opposite her.

She hid her legs in the darkness, and said, "Your Highness, hold on, don't fall asleep. If you fall asleep here, you may never wake up."

Qi Changyi was a little surprised, and said slowly, "You are like this...it's all because of me...yes, I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

He didn't know that the little maid who had disappeared was actually imprisoned directly in a secret prison and tortured into such a state.

The little maid smiled, her face was full of comfort, "Your Highness, I don't blame you, it's because I didn't do good things myself. I came to the mansion when I was ten years old, and I learned all the rules and etiquette on the first day. I know people who make mistakes are always harsh, just blame, just blame me for not doing my best to Your Highness and making His Majesty angry..."

The few days of detention and whipping have made the little girl lose her sense of autonomy. In her heart, this matter is all her fault, and she deserves what she has fallen into today.

Qi Changyi shook his head, "No, you have done a good job, better than those in the palace..."

The little maid interrupted Qi Changyi, "Your Highness, why were you brought here too? My lord, my lord allows them to beat you?"

Qi Changyi suddenly stopped talking, and pursed his mouth, as if he was holding back tears.

He hasn't cried in the past few days, it hurts so much, he didn't cry.

Why can't I hold back my tears after hearing a word now.

The little maid did not continue to ask, but instead said, "Your Highness, my lord, he is a little different from ordinary people. In a lifetime, there should always be something to cherish and nostalgia for, but my lord is always alone, as if he doesn't have those emotions." , Guard Chengfeng is always by your side, but he is also like a chess piece to you, coming and going as soon as you call it."

The little maid paused, "Your Highness, have you heard about your lord's past?"

Qi Changyi was stunned.

past?He didn't seem to know anything about Brother Pei's past. The first time he saw him, he was already the all-powerful Prime Minister.

Suddenly footsteps came from the aisle, the little maid changed her face, moved her body hastily, and hid back in the darkness.

The footsteps got closer and closer, the cell door was opened, and the swinging black robe appeared first, and Pei Zheng's stern face was above him.

The small cell seemed to be getting more cramped, and the coercive momentum made Qi Changyi tremble involuntarily.

Pei Zheng walked over and raised his face. He seemed to be in good spirits, and his lips were a little red.

The cell was dark and couldn't be seen clearly, so there was a good complexion, and it was clearly dried bloodstains.

Without saying a word, Pei Zheng dismissed the jailer directly, and the moment the cell door closed, Pei Zheng held his head and kissed him.

Qi Changyi's eyes widened slightly, and he could only hold his head up to bear it. After a while, he was out of breath, and he almost couldn't change his breath.

Pei Zheng just channeled some genuine energy through his mouth, but unfortunately the energy that was channeled in was exhausted in an instant, which shows how weak this body is.

Pei Zheng continued to cross regardless, until he felt some rushing power in the little man's body, then he let go, and he himself took a little breath.

Let go of his hand, Pei Zheng stood on the spot and looked at him carefully, delicate eyebrows, soft lips, but why is the hard temper inside so hard to smooth out.

With a flick of his finger, he turned his little face aside, picked up the broken clothes on his body, and saw the terrible scars underneath.

Pei Zheng leaned closer, "Does it still hurt?"

Qi Changyi had a sore nose, bit her lip and said nothing.

Pei Zheng's scorching breath sprayed on the scar, "Hey, let me blow it, it won't hurt anymore."

The gentle heat had a calming effect, and those scars seemed to be less painful.

Qi Changyi became teary-eyed.

Pei Zheng raised his head and found that the corner of the little man's mouth was curled up in grievance, and the tears in the corner of his eyes were about to roll down, and his heart softened.

Fingers wiped away the teardrops, "Does it still hurt badly?"

It's been a long time since I saw such a gentle Pei Zheng.

Qi Changyi looked at him.

How should I call him? Do I still call him Brother Pei like before?

"...I want to...see you again...Xiaoyuzi...is it okay..."

A short sentence was spoken very slowly, but Pei Zheng's face became gloomy in an instant.

Fingers pinched the white and thin neck, eyes narrowed, "What did you call me?"

Qi Changyi couldn't breathe well, and his face gradually turned red.

"You know how to make me angry. Want to see him? It depends on whether he has the life to come to see you!" After speaking, he let go of his hand suddenly, turned and left.

Cold and fresh air suddenly rushed in, Qi Changyi opened his mouth wide and took a few quick breaths before calming down a little.He couldn't speak, and the tears came surging down, and he fell into darkness.

You can't see the outside in the cell, and you can't tell day from night.

When Qi Changyi was awakened by the sound, he saw the jailer outside dragging his figure and disappearing into the corridor.

The aisle gong rang, and it was time for the daily whipping.

This time, the two guards guarding Qi Changyi only waved their whips twice and then stopped.

The two talked quietly as they walked out.

"Who was that dragged out just now? I was scared to death when I glanced at it, and my legs are gone..."

"Which slave got into trouble, don't ask any more questions..."

The door closed again.

Qi Changyi moved his lowered head, his small face was hidden by his hair, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but there were water stains dripping from his chin.

That little maid was dead after all.

I don't know how long I stayed there in a groggy state, so long that my consciousness was almost paralyzed, but as long as I think about it, my chest will twitch violently.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... Your Highness?"

Someone was gently pulling his sleeve, Qi Changyi's eyelids moved, and after seeing the person standing in front of him clearly, his gray eyes flickered slightly.

"Little Yuzi..."

"Your Highness, come, drink some water first."

With trembling hands, Li Yu passed the water to Qi Changyi's mouth.

He opened his mouth and drank some, his dry lips became moister, and the tip of his tongue suddenly felt a bit tingling, and there were some bite wounds on it, which were left by Pei Zheng that day.

"Xiao Yuzi, these injuries on your body..."

"Your Highness, the slave is fine, it's just flesh and blood wounds, but your Highness, you have suffered a cramp-and-bone heartache!"

Li Yu looked at the bruised, weak, paper-like little man, and his distressed fingertips trembled.

"Your Highness, the slaves already know, your mother and concubine... How could Mr. Pei have the heart! How could he abuse you like this! You used to be obedient to him just because you liked Mrs. Pei, and he wants to Will you be his puppet forever, and tie you by his side forever!"

Li Yu's eyes were also red, "Your Highness, don't worry, there must be a way, and there is a way!"

Looking outside in the darkness, Li Yu leaned over to Qi Changyi and whispered something in Qi Changyi's ear.

In the end, Li Yu looked into Qi Changyi's eyes and said firmly, "Your Highness, you must persevere, persist, and trust General Zhao!"

The jailer opened the door again and walked in, leading Li Yu out.

Hearing what Li Yu just said, Qi Changyi felt a little hope in his heart.

When Pei Zheng brought people in, Qi Changyi's rare consciousness was clear.

After the people quit, Pei Zheng came over with a box in his hand.

Opening the box, the fragrance of the medicine inside came out, I took some with my fingers, and carefully applied it to the wound on the little man's front.

"With scars, it won't look good."

It should be very cold outside, Pei Zheng's fingers are cold, but the little man's body is warm, even higher than normal.

Every time the slender fingers smear, the small body trembles.

"Have you seen someone?"

Pei Zheng asked in a low voice.

Qi Changyi nodded.

"What did you say?"

Qi Changyi seemed to need to think carefully before he could remember, "Xiao Yuzi said...it's so cold outside...but it's not snowing..."

Pei Zheng smiled, "It's very cold, I'm afraid your body can't bear it now."

Qi Changyi lost his focus again.

He used to love watching snow most, but this year, he doesn't know when he will see snow again.

I really want to see the snow.

"hiss……"

When the fingers were applied under the collarbone, a slight force was applied suddenly, and the little man gasped in pain.

"Distracted"

Pei Zheng retracted his fingers and threw the empty box at his feet.

Bend over his neck and take a deep breath, the breath that belongs to the little man has a calming effect.

"Long memory, which means long-term memory. If love is exhausted, fill it with hate. Whether it is love or hate, you must always remember me."