—It was not until dark that the ** person whimpered twice and woke up.
He stared at the hollow carved wooden beam above his head with empty eyes. Although he was awake, his consciousness seemed to have been pulled out of his body.
He looked dazed and heartbroken.
When he closed his eyes, a beautiful woman in simple clothes appeared in front of him. She smiled gently and reached out to hold his hand.
His eyes were filled with tears, and his fingers were grasping at something in mid-air, but he reached out to nothing.
When I opened my eyes again, tears rolled down the corners of my eyes.
"woke up."
A cold voice came from the side.
Qi Changyi was still lying there blankly, not speaking or responding, as if he was completely lifeless.
Pei Zheng walked to the bedside. The ** man didn't even look at him. He reached out and grabbed the thin arm to lift him up, pinching his chin so that he looked into his eyes.
"say!"
Qi Changyi looked at Pei Zheng, but his gaze was not focused on his face. His lips were pale and bloodless, and two pools of clear water soaked the bottom of his eyes.
"Brother Pei." His voice was so hoarse that it seemed like it was going to bleed.
Pei Zheng suddenly loosened the strength in his hands and just talked, no matter what he said.
"Let me go."
His narrow eyes narrowed again, and his loosened fingers covered the two finger marks again, "What did you say?"
The little guy's jaw suddenly felt a pain, and the loss of control could easily crush his jaw.
"Leave?" Pei Zheng moved closer to his face, "Don't even think about it."
Qi Changyi's tears fell down in big drops, hitting Pei Zheng's hand, and a drop of hot tears slowly spread out.
Pei Zheng laughed, "Hate me?"
Qi Changyi was in so much pain that his body was shaking slightly.
"You should hate me. You should hate me to death."
Pei Zheng's eyes turned red. There were quite a few people in this world who hated him. It could be said that there were only a few people in the world who didn't hate him.
But he never cared. As long as he was in a high position and had power, he could make all the voices that disobeyed him disappear.
The cold-blooded, cruel and violent people in power have been looking down on others for too long and they don't know how to take people seriously.
Until this simple, kind and extremely attractive little white rabbit unexpectedly broke into the bloody court and was almost torn apart and eaten by a pack of wolves, Pei Zheng had other ideas and tied the person to his side.
After his initial motivation was gradually worn away, Pei Zheng realized that this little guy might treat him differently, so he followed his heart and asked the emperor for a huge reward, so he took the little guy to his side and raised him day by day.
Such a relaxing and happy day almost made him forget his true self.
He has no feelings at all. Everyone is just a pawn in his power struggle. If you don't have a heart, you won't be sad. Everything is worthless in the face of power and desire.
It's just a pet used for venting emotions. If it's disobedient, just abandon it early.
Give up, eh
Pei Zheng applied light force with his fingers, and the little guy began to tremble even more violently.
Slowly, slowly, the bones of the jaw moved out of place.
Pei Zheng threw the little guy back into the mattress with his hand, then walked out with a wave of his sleeves.
The moonlight outside was just right, and the bright white moonlight poured down, illuminating the tall figure that slowly walked away.
Qi Changyi slammed into a soft ball, but curled up in pain and groaned a few times.
Pei Zheng always liked to pinch his chin. He would pinch it when he was happy and when he was angry. He never paid attention to the strength. Today, he even pinched his chin out of place.
It hurt so much that Qi Changyi burst into tears, but what hurt even more was his heart, as if someone had stabbed a hole in it and blood was gushing out.
I don't know how much time had passed, but when I was about to faint from the pain, the door of the small building was pushed open.
There was no light on inside, it was pitch black, with a little moonlight coming in, and I could vaguely see a person lying on the bed.
The person who came was Chengfeng, who lit the lamp after coming in.
He was followed by a man who swiftly walked to the bedside, pressed the small piece of jade-like white and pushed upwards. The chin was immediately reset, and the little guy woke up immediately, with tears falling.
Lang quickly took his leave and turned to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by the corner of his clothes by a small hand from **.
Qi Changyi's eyes were red, and he said intermittently, "Afeng, I, I want to go back to the palace."
Cheng Feng ruthlessly ripped off the corner of his clothes and said, "Your Highness, it is the Emperor's will that you live in the Prime Minister's Mansion. You cannot leave without the owner's permission."
Qi Changyi's hand froze in the air for a while, then he withdrew it and lowered his eyes silently.
His pitiful look with his head lowered is really heartbreaking.
Cheng Feng continued, "Your Highness, there were too many people involved in what happened back then, and it's hard to tell who was right and who was wrong. But the master has never been so kind to anyone, and in the master's heart, you must be different from others. As long as you can treat the master as you did before, don't say anything about hating him and wanting to leave."
Qi Changyi still kept his head down and said nothing, and it was unknown whether he had heard it or not.
When Chengfeng wanted to say something else, Pei Zheng came in from the door, bringing with him the intoxicating smell of wine.
"Get out."
Chengfeng walked out of the door and quickly left the back garden.
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Pei Zheng put the jar of wine in his hand on the table, walked to the bed and sat down.
The overwhelming smell of alcohol made people's eyes hurt. Pei Zheng's steps were steady, but his eyes showed that he was drunk.
The cold fingers touched the thin little chin, "Does it still hurt?"
Qi Changyi's chin, which had just been reattached, was pinched again. He couldn't help but cry out in pain, frowning.
Pei Zheng actually loosened his strength, put one hand through his waist, lifted him up and held him on his lap.
He lowered his head, and the tip of his tongue swept across Jian Shuiqiu's tightly closed eyes, kissing away some tears, "Be good, don't cry."
Qi Changyi's heart trembled, he opened his eyes and pushed Pei Zheng's chest, tears falling even more violently.
"Brother Pei, please let me go... let me go... I beg you..."
No, I can’t like Pei Zheng anymore.
Don't like him anymore!
The struggling little arm accidentally pushed Pei Zheng's wound, and the gauze that had been bandaged well instantly seeped out blood again. Pei Zheng ignored it and pulled his two arms with one hand and twisted them behind his back.
"Please?"
The fierceness in Pei Zheng's eyes was chilling, "Now you are begging me, begging me to let you go?"
The thin lips fiercely covered the pale lips, biting them without mercy, and the tip of the tongue aggressively probed into them, holding the fragrant and soft ones and sucking them hard.
The little guy's tears flowed into the two people's intertwined mouths, the salty and astringent taste mixed with the aroma of wine, and the factors that were rushing wildly in the body were about to burst from the blood vessels.
Pei Zheng let go of the person in his arms, reached out to pick up the jar of wine on the table, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then poured the rest into the little guy's mouth by pinching his cheeks.
The liquor was icy cold, pouring into my mouth and nose like a flood, burning my throat and stomach, causing me to retch and vomit.
Pei Zhengyang threw the empty wine jar to the ground, stood up and began to slowly take off his clothes, revealing his well-defined chest and arms, with a prominent scar on his arm.
Qi Changyi got a moment's respite and hurriedly rolled and crawled towards the bed. The Pei Zheng in front of him was too terrifying. The strong desire in his eyes seemed as if he wanted to tear him apart and swallow him into his stomach immediately.
Qi Changyi clutched his collar tightly, hugged his knees and huddled in a corner, crying and shaking his head in panic.
"Don't do this, Brother Pei, don't do this, I'm scared..."
Suppressed sobs, shaking body, tears, and a frightened rabbit.
Pei Zheng grabbed his ankle with one hand, pulled him under his body, and tore open the robe that was in the way. The white and delicate collarbone was revealed, with bright bite marks on it, which matched his neat teeth.
It fits perfectly and covers it just right.
The tip of his teeth applied a little force, and the bite mark began to bleed again. The scar on Pei Zheng's shoulder was torn open due to the excessive movement, and blood mixed with sweat dripped down, dripping onto the most beautiful canvas, ghostly and enchanting.
As he got drunk, his remaining sanity began to disintegrate.
With a wave of his palm, the lights went out.
The moonlight shines in through the window of the small building, and the shadows of the trees sway.
The smell of alcohol was thick, the wooden bed was swaying, the black hair soaked with sweat was tightly grabbed, leaning back, speaking incoherently, and could only sob...
The next afternoon.
As soon as Pei Zheng stepped into the mansion, Cheng Feng followed him, hesitating and looking as if he wanted to say something but stopped.
"explain."
Cheng Feng said, "Master, you should go to the back garden and take a look."
Pei Zheng did not move and went straight into the main hall. The maid helped him change into his official uniform. He then sat down at the desk and opened the memorial to read.
Chengfeng became a little anxious and walked over and knelt on one knee.
"Master, His Highness has been unconscious until now. According to the maidservant, his body is terribly hot. If it continues like this, something bad might happen."
Pei Zheng kicked him aside and said, "I have raised you for so long, but you turned out to be such a caring confidant."
After he finished speaking, Pei Zheng threw down the memorial in his hand.
Last night, he got a little hot, but I didn’t expect it hasn’t subsided yet.
Today, I had another argument with the Fourth Prince and other important officials in the court. It was so intense that it made me feel very upset.
Standing up, Pei Zheng finally walked towards the back garden.
—Stepping in, the ambiguous smell in the small building had not yet dissipated. The two maids standing by were well-behaved and did not even raise their heads, like they were just decorations.
Pei Zheng strode to the bedside. The little guy was lying quietly. His lips were still pale, but his cheeks were flushed, making him look a lot more lively.
I lifted the quilt and touched his smooth body, which was so hot. I patted his cheek, but there was no reaction.
Pei Zheng's heart tightened secretly, "Go to the palace to call the imperial physician, quickly."
Chengfeng took the order and left.
Pei Zheng covered himself with the quilt again.
No one dared to touch the ** and the scattered rags on the ground. Even the broken wine jar and the small pool of blood next to it seemed to be showing off to Pei Zheng.
Look, it was you who did it, you own him completely, what else are you dissatisfied with
Isn't it just to torture him and vent your own desires that you keep him by your side out of paranoia
"Take it."
Pei Zheng sat down beside the bed and said, "Bring me another set of clean clothes."
The maid quickly brought a plain white robe with dark red brocade silk thread sewn on the edges.
Pei Zheng picked it up and put it on the little guy one by one, from the inner shirt to the outer robe. His hands ran over the blue and purple marks on his body, and he couldn't help rubbing it twice.
How nice it is now. She is as obedient as before and won’t struggle to get out of his arms.
So, don't think about leaving anymore.
Otherwise, he would be tempted to destroy it.