Dianxia Qingcheng

The skin at the collarbone is thin, so it is not easy to insert the needle, and the needle needs to be dexterously moved to pierce the skin without piercing the bone.

Qi Changyi lay on the bed with his collar open, as if he was so sleepy and tired that he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids.

The tattoo master first took a pen in his hand, and drew on the bite mark according to the fiery red pattern, a row of neat teeth marks bloomed with petals, wanton coquettish, charming and flamboyant.

This job is not easy to do, with a pair of gloomy and cold eyes staring at him all the time, the tattoo master is very nervous, and has devoted all his life skills to this small piece of whiteness.

After the painting is completed, the red lotus is lifelike. Each petal is slender and stretches outwards, surrounding the delicate flower core of the heart.

It is time to use needles. The silver needles are long and thin. It is necessary to pierce the skin along the side line once and for all, to separate the flesh and blood, and let the blood beads roll out. The blood beads are mixed with the cinnabar into the bone and blood, and then healed again. The cinnabar will stay under the skin forever.

Unless the skin is removed, the pattern will remain on it.

Pei Zheng really ordered someone to fetch the special cinnabar that was treasured in the palace. The color is bright red like blood, the powder is fine and golden, and it is very beautiful.

The tattoo master held up the needle and measured it for a long while, but he still dared not place the needle.

"My lord, why don't you wake him up, I'm afraid he will wake up suddenly during the needle delivery, and the needle will hurt him."

Pei Zheng didn't speak, Li Yu went directly to the bed and called Qi Changyi in a low voice.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up... Your Highness, Your Highness?"

After shouting for a long time, Qi Changyi didn't respond and fell into a deep sleep.

"That's all." Pei Zheng walked to the bed, helped the little man up and leaned against him, and held his hands separately.

The person in his arms had never slept so soundly before, honestly letting others mess with him.

Pei Zheng smiled silently, rubbing his chin against the top of his head.

He was bullied so badly that he couldn't get a good night's sleep for several days, and now he just couldn't wake up.

"Sir, this is..."

Pei Zheng adjusted the position of the pregnant woman, exposing part of the collarbone, and covering the rest tightly.

"Just stab like this."

The tattoo master was obviously embarrassed, what kind of weird posture is this, but in front of this adult, he dared not say anything or ask anything.

"Yes"

The tattoo master breathed out, pierced the delicate skin with the silver needle and pierced it in, rolled it over and picked it up again, blood rolled out immediately.

The master immediately wanted to wipe the blood with a handkerchief, but Pei Zheng looked at him coldly and dropped the handkerchief.

Before he had time to pick it up, he saw Pei Zheng take out a white handkerchief and wipe away the oozing blood bit by bit.

I only pricked it once, but it didn't hurt very much. The sleeping little man only frowned slightly, but still didn't wake up.

The tattoo master hurriedly continued to use the needles. The stitches became finer and tighter, and the pain became more and more intense. The little man slowly began to struggle, and his eyes opened slightly.

opened.

But being hugged by someone and imprisoning his hands, the little man couldn't move at all. He could only see someone in front of him pricking himself with long and thin silver needles. The pain came bit by bit, followed by overwhelming pain. Pain.

There was a layer of sweat on his forehead, his fingernails tightly clenched the soft flesh of his palm, his face turned pale from the pain.

Pei Zheng felt that he was holding back, his body was trembling with pain, but he still didn't let out a cry of pain.

Pei Zheng bowed his head and kissed his heart, then leaned into his ear and said, "It's almost over, just bear with it."

Hold up a little longer?

He has clearly been enduring.

Finally, the silver needle stopped, and the line drawing was completed.

Qi Changyi breathed a sigh of relief, panting slowly, digesting the pain in his chest little by little.

The tattoo master took the fine cinnabar, looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"My lord, this cinnabar is really top grade. Not to mention that the color can be preserved for a longer time after being painted with this, it is much brighter than ordinary cinnabar."

He paused when he said this, "It's just that this kind of cinnabar will hurt more when it turns red. I think this young man's complexion is not good. I don't know if he can hold it."

After hearing this, Qi Changyi knew that there would be more painful things to come, his eyes immediately became hot and humid, and he unconsciously grabbed Pei Zheng's sleeves tightly.

Pei Zheng tightened his cuffs, and he looked down at the little man with white lips, and his heart throbbed.

However, he has no time to wait.

"Hey, bear with me a little longer, it's almost over, okay?"

The tears in the corners of Qi Changyi's eyes suddenly rolled down, Pei Zheng stretched out his hand to stroke them for him, and said to the tattoo master, "Continue."

The tattoo master hesitated for a while, not daring to disobey, so he had to take cinnabar and start coloring.

The pain of the foreign body penetrating into the flesh and blood was unbearable, the cinnabar seemed to grow tentacles, as soon as it was attached, it immediately squeezed the flesh and blood and hid it into the skin.

The piercing pain came one after another, as if the skin at the collarbone was torn off by life and then stitched back again.

Before Qi Changyi's tears were shed, she suddenly relaxed and passed out from the pain.

The tattoo master glanced at Pei Zheng, wondering if he should stop for a while.

However, Pei Zheng still kept his posture of embracing him, so the tattoo master had no choice but to continue painting.

After another meeting, the coloring was completed, and now I just need to wait for the tattoo director to finish. The cinnabar is very soluble in bone and blood, and it will take a day or two to grow.

Li Yu went down with the sweaty tattoo master.

Pei Zheng moved and put the little man in his arms back on the bed.

A red lotus is now blooming at the bite mark, fiery red and tender, complementing Bai Xue's skin, making it breathtaking.

Pei Zheng groped for a few times, couldn't put it down, then leaned over and kissed it, then got up and left.

Five days have passed and tomorrow is a big day.

When Li Yu sent the tattoo master back to the small building, Qi Changyi was still in a coma.

The small building is quiet, the little beauty lying on the bed is like a beautiful body, her soul has been taken away and crushed.

Li Yu was very worried about Qi Changyi's body, although the tattoo was not big, and it was reasonable to complete it once, but after all, His Highness's body is different from the past, and he can no longer suffer these pains.

— Qi Changyi didn't wake up until it was almost dark outside.

After he opened his eyes, he didn't speak or move, but just stared at the carved wooden beam above his head in a daze.

Li Yu panicked, "Your Highness, what's the matter with you? Why don't you say a word, do you have a sore throat? I will pour you a glass of water." Li Yu poured water and handed it to Qi Chang Yi Yi's lips, but he didn't open his mouth.

"Your Highness, are you feeling uncomfortable? You can just say it, and it will be fine if you say it, or you can cry a lot, and it will make you feel much better..." Qi Changyi's consciousness seems to be not in his body, not Knowing where Li Yu was, it was as if he didn't hear a single word Li Yu said beside him, and he didn't respond at all.

"Your Highness... Is it because of Mr. Pei, and the Second Princess, tomorrow...Your Highness, if you think so, if Mrs. Pei marries the Second Princess, you might be able to let you go, and you can return to the palace at that time! "

Back to the palace?

Qi Changyi blinked, can he go back?

What are you going to do?

The imperial palace is just a cold place to live. There is no concubine mother, emperor father, and elder brother Pei...

Then what's the point of going back?

He is real now, nothing left.

Qi Changyi closed his eyes again, he was so tired, he didn't want to think about these things anymore.

He's not smart, he's a stupid kid who can't figure it out.

My chest hurts, it hurts on the outside, and it hurts on the inside.

Should I dig out my heart and throw it away so that it won't hurt so much?

But if there is no heart, isn’t that dead?

If you die, you won't feel any pain.

Just thinking about it, Qi Changyi slowly fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already the second day.

This day is a rare and auspicious day in ten years in the Celestial Dynasty, and it is also the day when the Prime Minister of the Celestial Dynasty, Pei Zheng, married Qi Bingzhi, the second princess of the royal family.

After Qi Changyi woke up, he felt that his strength had finally recovered.

Li Yu helped him to sit up, and the skirt of his chest slid down a little, revealing a few fiery red petals, which stunned Li Yu.

The color of this cinnabar is indeed a little different, even a bit brighter than the real red lotus, and it also faintly shone with golden light, a bit evil and a bit holy.

No wonder Mr. Pei insisted on leaving such a tattoo on His Highness, it would really make people forget it after just one glance.

Qi Changyi ate some breakfast, and after only a few mouthfuls, he didn't want to eat any more.

After eating, he wanted to go out for a walk.

It's getting a little colder outside, and once you go out, you will be completely frozen.

Li Yu didn't want to let him go out, but he insisted, and finally put on a cloak and went out.

There were actually a lot of people in the garden outside, busy wandering around, not knowing what they were doing.

Seeing Qi Changyi coming out, the group of people were startled, and hurriedly hid their things, as if afraid that he would see it.

Unexpectedly, Qi Changyi didn't seem to care, just lowered his head, looked at the ground, and walked slowly along the small path.

He said that he wanted to come out for a walk, as if he really just came out for a walk.

When he reached the exit of the back garden, Qi Changyi turned around silently before waiting for people to stop him, and then walked back.

He walked like this over and over again, I don't know how many times, until he was out of breath and his body could no longer support him, so he let Li Yu support him and went back to the small building.

It seems that he just came out to gain a little freedom for a short time.

As soon as the door of the small building was closed, the people in the garden began to work quietly again.

Qi Changyi took off his cloak, sat back on the side of the bed, and looked at the bare branches outside the window.

"Your Highness," Li Yu came over and called to him.

Qi Changyi didn't respond.

It wasn't until Li Yu yelled two more times that Qi Changyi slowly turned his head to look at him.

"Your Highness, do you want to know what's going on outside now? Or, in other words, you want to know what Master Pei is doing now, right?"