Dianxia Qingcheng

A small building in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The moonlight and galaxy hung high, and the cold wind raged outside the door.

The little man lay quietly on the bed, his eyes were half open, but he seemed to be asleep, his eyes were unfocused.

All the blood on his body has been cleaned up, the wound on his forehead has stopped bleeding and has been bandaged, the fire in the small building is burning brightly, and his body has become warm.

However, his whole body still looks cold, without the slightest warmth.

Pei Zheng held a handkerchief in his hand, soaked it in hot water, and was gently wiping his face, once and for all, very patiently.

There was a knock on the door suddenly, Cheng Feng pushed the door open and came in, and whispered something in Pei Zheng's ear.

Pei Zheng waved him down, then continued to wipe the little man's face, wiped his hands carefully, and then threw the handkerchief aside.

"Does your forehead still hurt?" Pei Zheng asked in a low voice.

Qi Changyi didn't look at him, nor did he answer, as if he didn't hear him.

Pei Zheng was not annoyed, and helped him sit up.

"Are you sleepy? If you are not sleepy, I will take you to meet someone."

Qi Changyi sat there with his head slightly lowered, without responding.

Pei Zheng pulled the cloak over and wrapped him up, then walked out of the small building with his arms around him.

——Lu came to the secret prison in the prime minister's mansion, Qi Changyi finally felt touched when he saw this familiar place, and flinched uncomfortably.

Pei Zheng noticed it, and hugged him tighter, and lowered his head to comfort him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I don't want to lock you up."

The two walked in, and the long corridor was pitch-black, with only a few sporadic lights. Only when they walked all the way inside could they see the whole picture clearly.

Chengfeng was standing in front of a cell, and when he saw the two, he opened the door of that cell, and followed him in.

The fire was lit, and Qi Changyi squinted his eyes slightly under the light, but there was no other reaction.

Even when he saw the hooligan leader who was tied to the frame and tried to bully him, his eyes didn't change at all, they were still gray and couldn't find the focus.

Seeing him like this, Pei Zheng only thought he was frightened, hugged him and sat down on the chair beside him, letting the little man sit on his lap.

Chengfeng took a whip with an iron hook, first poured a bucket of water to wake up the fainted person, and then waited for Pei Zheng's punishment.

The hooligan leader's body was already covered with whip wounds, and the blood holes on his legs were still oozing blood. He was already in pain and frightened, and when he woke up, he begged for mercy with a hoarse throat.

Pei Zheng rolled his eyes, and Cheng Feng swung his whip up, causing the aroused flesh and blood to fly everywhere.

"Do you know who you met today?" Pei Zheng had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, holding the little man's little hand in his hand.

"Ah...the little one...you have eyes but no eyes, really, really don't know!"

"I don't know?" Pei Zheng finally raised his head and glanced at him, "Then hit you to know."

The sound of the "crack, bang, bang" whip sounded, and the wailing sounded endlessly. After a few hits of the whip with a hook, there would be few good pieces of meat on his body, and the blood would not stop flowing.

The hooligan leader was so painful that he was about to lose consciousness, and suddenly his whole body trembled, as if he remembered something.

"He, he said... he seems to be... the emperor..."

The gangster's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the other side in disbelief.

It's a pity that before he could say the last word, he was beaten back by Cheng Feng with a whip, and then he closed his eyes, and his body was pulled down limply, it seemed that he was out of breath.

Pei Zheng covered the little man's eyes in a timely manner, turned him around, then put down his hand, and pinched his chin to meet his gaze.

Those eyes that were once lively and delicate are now lifeless, and there is no emotion when looking at him.

"Did he bully you? Huh?"

The little man stared blankly at Pei Zheng without speaking.

"Don't be afraid, I've already caught him, you see, just tie him there, he won't hurt you again, you know?"

The little man blinked twice, but still didn't respond.

Pei Zheng followed his back, simply picked him up, and walked out of the cell door.

How much trauma did tonight's incident left him, and made him what he is now.

Back in the small building, Qi Changyi's icy body was softened by the warmth of the room.

Pei Zheng put him back on the bed, and wanted to leave by himself to let him have a good rest, but he bent down and smelled the lingering fragrance unique to him, and immediately lay down on the bed.

After lying down next to the little man, he could clearly feel that his softness was immediately put away and replaced with a hard shell.

Qi Changyi buried his head in the quilt and lay face down, as if unwilling to contact the outside world.

Pei Zheng stretched out his hand, wanting to hug him into his arms, but the little man turned his body sideways, avoiding his embrace.

Pei Zheng's expression changed, but he still suppressed his displeasure, and forcibly pulled the little man into his arms, only to find that his little face was full of tears, and he bit his lips tightly and refused to accept it.

Let out a cry.

Wiping his tears with his fingers, he wanted to go over to kiss him, but the little man avoided him again. This time he struggled harder and pushed Pei Zheng's chest hard.

Pei Zheng also tried his best not to let go, and lowered his head to his lips.

He didn't let go until he tasted blood.

There was a crisp sound of "snap".

Qi Changyi's eyes were red, his hands were shaking constantly, and the skin on his lips was bitten.

He actually slapped Pei Zheng.

Pei Zheng was defenseless, his head was slightly tilted from the beating, and a small palm print appeared on his face.

He touched the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly smiled darkly.

No one has ever slapped him, not even his inhuman father.

This person is the first one.

"You dare to hit me?"

Pei Zheng squeezed the slender wrist, "Did I indulge you too much? Huh? There should be a limit to your temper!"

Qi Changyi frowned slightly with pain in his wrist, but still refused to make a sound.

He was very sad and sad, so sad that he couldn't pull up any strength.

He just wants to sleep now, and when he wakes up, he will find that all this is actually just a nightmare.

Seeing his neither cold nor indifferent, Pei Zheng's hands became serious, "Speak."

Qi Changyi didn't move, and was silent for a while.

Pei Zheng's voice became louder again, "What's the matter? You don't even want to talk to me anymore? Knowing that I'm going to marry someone else, do you want to draw a line with me again?"

Hearing this, Qi Changyi's heart throbbed.

Pei Zheng looked at his frowning, "Okay, very good, I want to see how long you can hold it without making a sound."

After speaking, Zhang Feng sent off the candlesticks in the small building.

Outside the window, the trees are shaking and shadows are shaking, and the room is full of charming scenery inside the door.

At the beginning, the small building was still silent, but then there were some strange sounds, like cats, which made people blush and heartbeat.

It wasn't until the light of day that the sound gradually weakened.

When it was time for the morning court, when Chengfeng came to the small building, Pei Zheng didn't even leave the door, only saying that he was not going to the morning court today, and asked Chengfeng to deliver a memorial.For the next whole day, no one in the small building came out, only Li Yu went in twice and delivered lunch and dinner.

The thick curtain on the bed had never been put down before, but it came in handy now, covering the entire bed tightly, so that the situation inside could not be seen at all.

Qi Changyi's consciousness has been groggy all the time, half lying on the bed, naked, and his voice is very hoarse.

"water……"

Pei Zheng moved his body and stretched out his hand, "Get water."

Li Yu who was outside hurriedly brought water to the bedside, the curtain flashed a slit, and he could vaguely see the figures inside. Rotate and drill into the nostrils.

When Pei Zheng handed out the water glass, Li Yu's cheeks were blushing, and his eyes drifted into the curtain involuntarily, wanting to see what happened to His Highness.

Pei Zheng looked at him and smiled, and opened the curtain a little, "Want to see?"

Li Yu was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head and knelt on the ground, "Slave, I dare not... my lord calm down..."

"Get up." Pei Zheng loosened his hands and lowered the curtain again, and his figure was also blocked by the curtain.

He stroked the bite mark under the collarbone of Fu Xiaoren, and thought about it.

"Order to go down and find a tattoo master."

"Yes"

Li Yu exited the small building, the cold wind blowing on his face finally calmed down the heat on his cheeks, he sighed and left in a hurry.

Pei Zheng lay back down again, and groped back and forth a few times along the white and smooth skin under his body.

I don't want to be so cruel to him, but I can't control the restlessness in my heart. If I lose control, it will often hurt him.

Fortunately, only at this time, the little person is alive, bright, and full of vitality, and the charm at the corners of his eyes and brows can melt the bones of a person.

When the love is deep, he will be a little distracted, even touching the little man's belly and saying, "I really want to make this place bigger, so you can't run away."

In the next few days, Pei Zheng still didn't go to court, and the emperor even gave his permission, saying that he was asked to prepare well for his big wedding in a few days.

And Pei Zheng has been living in the small building for the past few days, Qi Changyi was trapped in that curtain, and didn't even get out of bed for five days.

The tattoo master invited by the prime minister's mansion lived in the bamboo forest in the back garden, and he waited for three days before being announced to the small building.

As soon as Li Yu brought the master into the door, he saw that the curtain was finally opened, and a little man in white clothes was lying on the bed, his eyes closed as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Pei Zheng sat aside, looking up and down at the tattoo master.

After being glanced around coldly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the tattoo master's back.

"Big, my lord, I don't know what kind of pattern you want to tattoo?"

"It's not me, it's him." Pei Zheng looked back, "The pattern is on the table."

Li Yu walked over and took the pattern, and was startled when he saw the fiery red lotus on it.

The tattoo master took the design and looked at it for a long time, "My lord, the red lotus needs to be colored with cinnabar. As far as I know, the palace has high-quality cinnabar from foreign countries, which is most suitable for tattooing."

"I'll give you cinnabar, you have to promise to satisfy me, otherwise..."

Pei Zheng looked at him and didn't continue.

The tattoo master wiped off his sweat, "My lord, where do you want to tattoo?"

Pei Zheng got up and walked to the bed, and tugged at the skirt of the little man's clothes. The sleeping little man didn't notice it at all.

Pei Zheng pointed at the bite mark, "Here."