After the avatar is reborn

Ji Lingyu held the painting in his hand, and the person in the painting was Nianqiao.

Nianqiao was forced to change into the dress in the painting, his hair was combed into a bun like that of a girl who has not left the pavilion, and the pearl hairpin at the end of the hair would shake with his movements, making a crisp sound.

The difference between him and the painting is that he has an extra pair of shackles on his ankles, and his expression is not as stretched as in the painting. At this time, he looks at Ji Lingyu with vigilance and guard in his eyes.

Nian Qiao was very uncomfortable wearing a skirt. He leaned against the corner of the carriage, his whole body was tense, and his breathing eased a lot.

Ji Lingyu looked at the painting for a while, and then raised her eyes to look at the Nian Bridge opposite.

Nianqiao's appearance is naturally excellent, otherwise this face would not attract so many people's liking.

"The skirt suits you very well." Ji Lingyu put away the painting, touched the corner of Nianqiao's skirt, and touched a corner of soft silk material.

Nianqiao subconsciously dodged to the side, the shackles on his ankles bumped into each other, bumped into Ji Lingyu's eyes, and touched a thick ink stain.

Before he continued to hide inside, his face was pinched, Ji Lingyu leaned over slightly, and easily trapped him within an inch.

His eyes moved down, and his deep eyes fell on his face.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Nian Qiaoxue's cheeks were pinched, pain came from his cheeks, his eyes were slightly rounded, fear surfaced in his heart, and his face turned pale.

He turned his face away to avoid Ji Lingyu's touch, because he was close and the neckline of the skirt was a little too big, so it was easy to see the mark on it.

Mottled blue and red, with tooth marks, every inch below the collarbone is marked.

Ji Lingyu's eyes fell on those traces, his eyes seemed to be real, Nianqiao was flustered by the sight, and quickly covered his collar.

"It's just suitable. In fact, it's not a woman who hasn't left the court. I forgot that you are the best at deceiving people."

Nianqiao's cheeks were loosened, and there were two green marks on the side of his face. Ji Lingyu's breath became gloomy, and he took the handkerchief from the side, and easily untied his girdle.

"What are you doing!" Nianqiao didn't wear any clothes inside, the clothes Ji Lingyu asked the guards to wear for him, deliberately making things difficult for him, he was empty inside.

He became anxious, suppressed anger in his chest, his face was burned, he grabbed his clothes with one hand, and tried to tie the tie of the skirt with the other hand.

Ji Lingyu lowered her eyes slightly to look at him, her eyes were icy cold, she was vaguely suppressing some emotions, and now she smiled.

"what have I done?"

When Nianqiao looked at him like this, Ji Lingyu felt aggravated. He held Nianqiao's wrist, exerting a little force on his knuckles, and a painful look appeared on Nianqiao's face.

"General Xiao and Shen Yi are still in my hands, and the third brother will soon become a prisoner."

Seeing that Nianqiao was in pain, Ji Lingyu didn't feel happy in her heart, the emotions in her eyes were a little bit, and there was no expression on her face.

"If I'm in a bad mood, maybe I'll kill a few for you to see."

Nianqiao looked at Ji Lingyu in disbelief when he heard the words, he couldn't understand the complicated emotions, now Ji Lingyu was no longer the Seventh Highness he knew.

The line of his lips stretched into a straight line, thinking of Xiao Yun and Shen Yi who were imprisoned, his fingertips could not help but loosen slowly.

The clothes were easily untied, and the skirt fell to the ground. Nianqiao's face was flushed with shame and anger, tears welled up in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying.

He was undressed, Ji Lingyu held him in his arms, checked him up and down, and even counted how many fingerprints and tooth marks there were on his body.

"Cheng Yu." Ji Lingyu called out to the guards outside.

Nianqiao immediately struggled when he heard the words, his appearance...could Ji Lingyu want to humiliate him in public.

He was held down by Ji Lingyu, meeting Ji Lingyu's cold eyes, Ji Lingyu took his outer robe and covered him tightly, covering him from head to toe.

He didn't want people to see this appearance, and he had no place to hide, so he could only shrink into Ji Lingyu's arms, buried his whole face in it, with tears in his eyes, and tightly grasped the corner of Ji Lingyu's clothes.

After the guards came in, Ji Lingyu whispered a few words, and soon water and ointment were brought up.

Ji Lingyu wet the handkerchief and washed him carefully from front to back. The dark robe was also slightly wet, and the golden cranes on it became different shades.

Nianqiao was wearing shackles on his ankles, he couldn't tell that Ji Lingyu thought he was dirty.

Suppressing anger and grievance in his heart, he opened his eyes wide and saw the dagger lying beside him.

He was touched by Ji Lingyu, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Looking at the dagger, a thought came up in his heart, but he quickly dismissed it.

Ointment was smeared on his body, and his whole body was icy cold. Nianqiao remained silent and did not say a word.

"This is the wound medicine offered by Dongying. It is specially used to treat bruises and scars. Apply it now, and the marks will disappear after two days."

Ji Lingyu moved a little softer, touched the hairpin at the end of his hair with her fingertips, and wiped away the tears at the end of Nianqiao's eyes with her fingertips.

"Third brother doesn't want to show up, Nianqiao. After returning to Beijing, I will ask you to marry you. If this is the case, third brother doesn't want to show up. I can only think of other ways."

Ji Lingyu rubbed the young man's jaw with her fingertips, it was soft and warm, with fresh blood flowing underneath.With a little force, Nianqiao could not breathe, he could only stare at him panting and begging for mercy.

His eyes darkened a little, and quickly covered the emotions in his eyes.

Nianqiao's ears moved, and he was stunned, his round deer eyes widened, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

What is Ji Lingyu talking about?Want to marry him?

He and His Royal Highness have not yet married, so he is unwilling to marry Ji Lingyu.

Knowing not to make Ji Lingyu angry, Nianqiao squeezed his sleeves tightly, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness Seventh, stop joking with your servant."

"The Holy Majesty will not allow it, there is a difference between you and my master and servant..."

What's more, if Ji Lingyu told Emperor Jinghe that he wanted to marry a man, maybe he would miss the throne.

Ji Lingyu saw Nianqiao's reluctance, her expression became cold, and said indifferently: "Marrying you is just a temporary plan, and naturally I want you to pass the door as a woman."

He squeezed Nian Qiao's jaw, looked at Nian Qiao and said, "After I kill Third Brother, I will divorce you at that time."

Nianqiao hadn't noticed Ji Lingyu's emotional change, he was full of thoughts that he was going to be forced to marry, would Ji Xuerong come to him when he couldn't sit still?

I don't know if the news he conveyed has deceived Ji Lingyu.While he wanted to see Ji Xuerong, he didn't want Ji Xuerong to be in danger.

"Your Highness won't care...Although I followed His Highness, the elder brother of the crown prince never said that he would marry me. He will marry the crown princess and have a queen in the future. We had a quarrel because of this."

Nian Qiao said this on purpose, he observed Ji Lingyu's expression, there was no change on Ji Lingyu's face.

"Third brother is from an orthodox family background, so naturally he doesn't like a vulgar servant like you who came from the countryside."

Nianqiao was blushed by Ji Lingyu's words, and he was so angry that he almost couldn't help telling Ji Lingyu the truth.

Ji Xuerong never disliked his background, and Ji Xuerong liked him very much, and would not do anything to offend him.

Nianqiao suppressed the desire to refute Ji Lingyu, his face was flushed from anger, and the corners of his eyes were also red.

Ji Lingyu glanced at him, but ignored him on the way.

It would take several days to lead the soldiers back to Beijing. These Beijing soldiers obeyed Ji Lingyu's orders and had a place to rest on the way. Nianqiao didn't want to stay with Ji Lingyu.

As soon as he arrived at the resting place, he immediately got out of the carriage, because there were shackles on his ankles, and there were guards following him, Ji Lingyu ignored him.

The soldiers set up tents in the field, Nian Qiao tried to find the figures of Xiao Yun and Shen Yi, but he didn't see anyone, but the guards around him stopped him.

"His Royal Highness has ordered that the young master must not leave His Royal Highness's sight."

Nian Qiao didn't want to talk to the guard, he took another step forward, the guard's scimitar came out of its sheath, blocking his way.

He was a little angry, turned his head and looked over, Ji Lingyu got out of the carriage, not knowing what the guards were reporting.

Ji Lingyu listened, but her eyes fell on him.

His vision was pitch black, like a firm net locking him in, preventing him from moving a bit.

Nianqiao had no choice but to go back, the soldiers around him were very unfamiliar, none of them he knew, they were all Ji Lingyu's people here, and his every move would fall into Ji Lingyu's ears.

Ji Lingyu ate the same food as the soldiers, white steamed buns and porridge and side dishes. Nianqiao had been eating white steamed buns for a long time, and he didn't eat much, so he put all the food back where it was.

He was sitting beside Ji Lingyu, Ji Lingyu glanced at him, frowned slightly, and said to him: "If you don't eat, then don't eat any more."

Nianqiao had resentment in his heart at first, and he became even more angry when he heard the words. Originally, he didn't care much about eating Ji Lingyu's food.

"Your Highness the Seventh can eat by himself, why bother with the slaves, it's not the best thing for a slave to die on the road, just as His Highness Seventh wants."

What he said was angry, and he deliberately stabbed Ji Lingyu.

Ji Lingyu's eyebrows and eyes were ink-stained, drenched in thick black, like two dry wells that were frozen, and there was a trace of cold air coming out of the inside.

The hair on Nianqiao's back stood up, he pretended to be calm, and faced Ji Lingyu's gaze, he endured without compromise.

Naturally, what he said himself would not be taken back.

He didn't eat in the evening, nor did he eat in the morning or at noon the next day.

Nianqiao's stomach growled with hunger at night. He had a stomach problem, but now he was hungry for a long time, and his stomach hurt at night.

He slept in Ji Lingyu's tent, and Ji Lingyu was afraid that he would run away, so she would watch him beside him even when he was sleeping.

Cold sweat broke out on Nianqiao's forehead, he clutched his stomach and tossed and turned, sobbing in pain, tears streaming down his face, he clutched a corner of the quilt tightly.

He missed the prince brother.

A thin kitten-like whimper sounded from the tent, Nianqiao was still crying softly, there was movement not far away, his quilt was lifted, Ji Lingyu looked down at him with a cold expression.

Soon Ji Lingyu passed the doctor over, and the doctor found out the cause of the disease, so he told Ji Lingyu about it.

"His intestines and stomach are weak, especially the gastric cavity. He should not be hungry or full. Now let him eat some porridge and some mild nourishing soup. He can't eat too much on weekdays to support himself..."

Ji Lingyu was listening, and glanced at Nianqiao who was sitting against the wall with his knees hugged.

Nianqiao himself knew the reason, so he didn't speak, but just lowered his head and touched his stomach with tears in his eyes.

The guard brought up hot porridge, which was boiled with red dates and white fungus. Ji Lingyu took the porridge and sat down beside Nianqiao's small bed.

The broken silver finger shone coldly, Ji Lingyu said coldly: "If you don't want to drink, I will kill the cook who made porridge for you tonight."