Dignity and life he can only choose one.
Lin Qing has never faced such a difficult multiple-choice question. If he chooses dignity, he will lose his life. If he chooses life, he will lose his dignity and will lose his qualification to continue to love.
Situ Yaohua gave him a good question, no matter how he chooses, he is driving him to a dead end!
Lin Qing laughed in the dark, to hide the fear in his heart, struggling to get up, but suddenly he swept to a figure standing outside the cell, moved his body with difficulty and leaned against the wall, this gray The prison clothes are really uncomfortable. How much Situ Yaohua wanted him to be a prisoner? He even had people change his prison clothes. You must know that if he was a repeat offender, no one would dare to take him without interrogation. Treated as a real prisoner, naturally did not dare to let him wear the prison uniform that represented a criminal.
Leaning back on his body, he looked up at the person who was standing outside the cell watching him, and Lin Qing panted lightly, "Five Highness, stay safe, I don't know if you came here on purpose to condescend to be in this dark cell. Are you laughing at your subordinates? If so, is Your Highness still satisfied?"
Lin Qing didn't know whether it was night or day. The burning oil lamp in the dark cell blurred the line between day and darkness, so he couldn't tell when it appeared.
Situ Yuanxiao asked someone to open the prison door for him. At first, the jailer did not dare to do so, but because of Situ Yuanxiao's oppression, he still opened it for him. After all, this is the younger brother of Donggong, and he will become a prince in the future! The weight in the prince's heart is definitely not light, so he opened the door for Situ Yuanxiao with little trade-off.
The jailer placed a chair for Situ Yuanxiao inside the cell door. Situ Yuanxiao was sitting upright in front of Lin Qing in expensive and majestic robes, staring directly at him, silent.
Lin Qing was not in a hurry, leaning against the dirty black wall and waiting for him to speak first.
If this wall were touched by his Zimu, he would definitely dislike it again, and it would even be unbearable. Although she usually doesn't show it obviously, Lin Qing can still see that her cleanliness has sometimes reached the point of being critical, and she doesn't know. How she endured hanging out with those dirty military guys.
When there was nothing to do, Lin Qing's mind was full of his Zimu. He brought things to this point by himself, but he didn't regret it. He just felt that every time he could think about her quietly now, he was earning money. If Situ Yuanxiao never spoke, Lin Qing could stay like this forever, and he didn't feel lonely at all.
But Situ Yuanxiao really wanted to speak, otherwise he wouldn't have to sit in front of him in person, but Situ Yuanxiao said something that made Lin Qing unhappy:
"You're going to die."
Lin Qing didn't like to hear these words, although he was much older than Zhao Zimu, but they planned to grow old together, Situ Yuanxiao's words made him unhappy, so he said unhappily, "His Royal Highness Fifth Prince, although The subject has now become a prisoner, but the success or failure of the king is still unknown, this world is still your majesty's, as long as your majesty is still there for a day, you will never forget the subject."
"You are going to die, I can take care of Zhao Zhong on your behalf."
Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, and then turned to laugh angrily. It turned out that he came here for such a purpose. He really is a thief, does he just like him so much
"Stop dreaming, Your Highness, even if I die, she won't like you. She only loves me alone. If I die, I will take her to hell together, and no one will get it."
"Could it be that you love him like this? Let him die with you, Lin Qing, how could he like you alone?"
Lin Qing looked at Situ Yaohua coldly, and said playfully, "Perhaps she likes me like this? If you are willing to give up the thing under your crotch, maybe she will like you too? Since you like her so much , why don't you try?"
Lin Qing's expression was pale and bewitching, with a bewitching look in his eyes, Situ Yuanxiao snorted coldly, and said unceremoniously, "If you die, everything will be over, and then he will only be by my side, Why don't you like me?"
Situ Yuanxiao took a step forward and pinched Lin Qing's chin. His eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness, and he said slowly, "He traverses the battlefield and conquers the grasslands. All the sergeants in the northwest treat him like a god. Attention, how can a person with infinite light... What method did you use?" Situ Yuanxiao revealed a strange light in his eyes.
Although he was jealous and unwilling, he wanted to know why that radiant person was willing to become this person's first servant!
He can give him what he wants, what is Lin Qing? He is a million times better than him, and he can give him more, as long as the person in front of him doesn't exist anymore.
Lin Qing coughed and smiled and said to Situ Yuanxiao, "Because she loves me!"
Because she loves me, she is willing to do everything for me, which you will never be able to match.
Lin Qing's eyes were full of sarcasm, Situ Yuanxiao slammed him into the wall behind him with hatred, and the wound on his back almost caused Lin Qing to faint from the impact.
Situ Yuanxiao was very satisfied when he saw Lin Qing's painful appearance. He wanted to torture Lin Qing like this for a long time, and imagined that one day he would fall into his hands and torture him severely.
It is because of this person that he is threatening them and humiliating them all the time.
They are princes, each of them has a noble status and is sought after by countless people, but why can this person show off his power in front of them, why does the emperor trust him so much, he is just a lowly eunuch!
What Situ Yuanxiao is doing now makes him very satisfied. After fulfilling his long-term wish, he turned around and left after tormenting Lin Qing for a while, leaving only one sentence:
"Zhao Zhong, I will accept it for you, you can go well."
Lin Qing felt that the wound on his back had opened again, and this time it was definitely bloody and dripping with blood.
He was lying on the shabby bed in the cell with a pale face, and he hadn't moved for a long time. He felt certain that his body had never eaten in the past few days, which is why he felt so weak.
I really wish he died early, and he didn't even want to wait for this time.
Situ Yaohua definitely didn't know what his younger brother did to him, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care, after all, he was also about to die.
It was very uncomfortable to be face down. It took Lin Qing a long time and a lot of strength to turn over, motionless, and quietly staring at the darkness.
I don't know if Situ Yaohua really wanted to show him off on the street. After thinking about it for a long time, he was still very worried, so he got out of bed with difficulty, climbed to the side of the simple wooden table, and put the tea bowl on the table. Take it off, and gently knocked a hole on the ground, revealing the sharp ceramic piece inside.
Lin Qing squeezed the porcelain bowl lightly, then looked at his wrist, as long as he gently cut it up, everything would be over.
Lin Qing stared at the tea bowl and was fascinated. He didn't notice that the door of the cell was opened again.
There were two jailers who opened the door and one of them said to the other in disdain, "Look, the dignified nine thousand-year-old should end up in such a situation, he really deserved it! Such a person even asked us to give it to him. It's a waste to send water! It's better to let him die of thirst!"
The companion beside him didn't speak, so the jailer looked at the person beside him suspiciously, only to see his companion's gaze fixed on Lin Qing, who had been holding the tea bowl and didn't speak, as if he didn't hear what he said at all.
"I said, you... the jailer had a neck pain before he finished speaking, and he didn't know anything."
The movement behind him caught Lin Qing's attention, and he watched suspiciously as a young and slender jailer knocked down his colleague who had passed out, then stripped off his clothes and walked towards him.
Lin Qing looked at him vigilantly. He didn't arrange for such a person to come in. Who is he
The person who came didn't say a word, and directly pulled out the thing he was holding in his hand. Lin Qing held it in his hand without letting it go. If he tried harder, the broken bowl would have to scratch his hand.
"Who are you?"
Hearing Lin Qing's cold and authentic voice, he reluctantly said, "Lin Qing..."
Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly froze. Huo Di raised his head and stared at this person he had never seen before, but how could he not recognize this voice that he would think of in his sleep!
"Let go." Zhao Zimu said.
Lin Qing obediently let go of her hand, but his eyes never left her for a moment.
In fact, what Lin Qing thought in his mind was whether he was already dead, or why would there be such an unreasonable hallucination? He didn't let anyone leak his news, how could she be here
Could it be that this was Situ Yaohua's conspiracy, so he slammed the broken teacup in his hand and pulled it back, but the palm of his hand was also broken and bleeding.
The blood was not deep, but with the look on his face now, there was a frightening feeling.
The person on the other side's hand trembled, and then Lin Qing's eyes became dull.
A soft question fell on his forehead, and he heard her say softly:
"I'm here to take you home."