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Qin Song, who thought that he could get out of prison, was awakened by the itch all over his body,
He subconsciously reached out to scratch,
But his wrist was tightened again,
He heard the sound of iron chains clanging again.
Could it be that he was hung up again?
Qin Song opened his eyes,
He saw the bed ceiling, which was carved with exquisite patterns, and the layers of bed curtains. He was lying on the bed, refreshed. His wounds had been treated, his body had been washed, and even his hair was emitting the fragrance of locust.
If he didn't count his wrist that was chained to the head of the bed,
This treatment was not bad.
"Young Master,
You're awake? " A petite girl with a round face and big eyes entered the room with a bowl of medicine and smiled, "The doctor also said that he woke up around this time,
So this servant went to boil the medicine. Oh right,
Young master can call this servant Little Peach. "
She put down the bowl of medicine and raised Qin Song's head a little higher,
She said, "Young Master had a fever last night,
This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor. Come,
This servant will feed you. "
It was now the cold of spring,
Qin Song was tormented for so long in a single layer of clothes, and he was even splashed with water a few times. It would be strange if he wasn't sick,
He frowned and asked, "Where is this place?"
Little Peach said in surprise, "This is the palace,
Young master, don't you know? That's right,
Young master was sick yesterday, and he was dizzy... "
She smiled sweetly and said, "Yesterday, the king personally arranged for you, young master, to be sure to cure your injuries... this servant has been here for three or four years, and I have never seen the king so attentive to anyone!"
Qin Song didn't comment and drank two mouthfuls from Little Peach's hand. He frowned. With a small spoon, she had to wipe the corner of his mouth after feeding him two mouthfuls. How long was she going to feed him? He would rather be pinched by the neck and forced to drink medicine like this.
Just as he was about to ask for another method, Little Peach, who saw his frown, said in panic, "I, I'm sorry, it's all this servant's fault, this servant..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a soft chuckle came from outside the door. There was a hint of doting in the voice. "What's wrong? You've just woken up and you're already throwing a tantrum?"
Qin Song felt his hair stand on end.
Qin Yue, dressed in a black robe, pushed open the door and entered. He sat beside his bed and said, "Do you want me to feed you personally?"
Qin Song pulled the iron chain on his wrist and said with a faint smile, "I prefer to drink it myself."
Qin Yue picked up the bowl of medicine and stirred it gently. He said softly, "People should be content with what they have, don't you think so?"
Qin Song was speechless. When Qin Yue offered him the spoon, he opened his mouth and took it. He wanted to see if he would be the first to get impatient from drinking, or if that person would be the first to get impatient from feeding.
Qin Yue had never taken care of anyone in his life. After feeding him three or four times, he saw that the medicine in the bowl only dropped by a tiny bit. He became a bit irritated. However, when he saw that the youth was calm and unruffled, as if he had expected him to be like this, he snorted coldly and continued.
The two of them didn't say a word and drank the bowl of medicine as if they were competing with each other. Qin Song didn't have any taste in his mouth, and Qin Yue also felt that the hand holding the small spoon had stiffened.
Little Peach was the only one who stared blankly. The king treats my young master so well!
When he finally finished drinking, Qin Song let out a sigh of relief. However, when he turned around, he saw Qin Yue reaching out to wipe the corner of his mouth. He turned his head away in disgust.
"Are you still angry?" Qin Yue smiled good-naturedly and raised his chin. "I dipped it in the medicine."
He couldn't count on Qin Song's hand and didn't want to trouble Qin Yue, so he simply stuck out the tip of his tongue and gently licked it.
The action of sticking out one's tongue wasn't something that everyone looked good doing. Children sticking out their little tongues were extremely cute, but if it was a fat and wide tongue, it would only make people lose their appetite.
However, the youth's tongue was thin and small, and its color was pink and tender. When it deftly licked the tender and soft lips, it left behind a tempting luster … Qin Yue suddenly felt that his breathing was a bit irregular.
Qin Song turned his face to Qin Yue, revealing the wound covered by the thin gauze. If he didn't know his place, he would have kicked it. How could there be such a beast in the world who would be in heat at any time and place?!
Didn't they say that he collected all kinds of beauties in the palace? Why did he look like he would be in heat at the sight of a sow?!
Qin Yue frowned and took the tea offered by Little Peach. He slowly drank it and said, "This humble one has asked a godly doctor to take a look at your wound. Although I don't dare to say that it will completely disappear, it won't be a problem to treat most of it. It's just that when the medicine is applied, it's difficult to endure the numbness and itchiness. I'm afraid that you'll accidentally touch it, so I'm temporarily restricting your movements. When you're better, I'll naturally let you go. Don't think too much. "
How could Qin Song not hear the threat in Qin Yue's words?
The wound on his face couldn't protect him for a lifetime. Even if it couldn't be cured, as long as he appeared in front of people alive and kicking, this matter would naturally be considered over. As for what would happen in the future, wouldn't it be up to Qin Yue to decide? Not to mention anything else, if he were to be placed in the palace like this and pretend to be pampered, who would believe that he was innocent? The scholars of the world would no longer see him as one of their own. In the future, no matter what Qin Yue did to him, no one would stand up for him.
Qin Song sneered and said, "Your Majesty is so busy every day, yet you still have to worry about the trivial injury of a foreign official. It's really hard on you."
You're the dignified ruler of the most powerful country in the world, yet you've wronged yourself to put on a gentle and leisurely act just to frame me, a subordinate of a country's hostage who has no weight to the world. You really have too much time on your hands.
After the scene in the prison, no matter what he said, Qin Yue would always first think about it in his mind. He almost immediately understood what he meant and his expression became slightly solemn. Recently, he seemed to have put too much thought into this youth and didn't have the mood to enjoy himself like he did in the past.
Seeing this, Qin Song smiled faintly and said, "I don't know if Your Majesty has ever heard of a saying — if you tell a lie a thousand times, even you will believe it to be true. Your Majesty, please don't overdo your acting and become a joke."
Qin Yue said, "I'm willing to act with you. Shouldn't you be overjoyed?"
Wasn't this the reason why they, the so-called hostages, traveled thousands of li to Western Qin?
Qin Song also didn't understand why he would suddenly run to Daqin. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything else.
Qin Yue stood up and said, "I still have government affairs. I'll come see you tomorrow."
He then said, "If there's anything you want to eat or play, just say it. Even if the palace doesn't have it, I'll send someone to find it for you outside."
Qin Song didn't answer. Qin Yue didn't care and turned to leave.
After sending off Qin Yue, Little Peach patted her chest and finally felt alive. She said enviously, "Gongzi, the king is really good to you. Please don't fight with the king anymore …"
Qin Song's face darkened and he didn't say anything. Little Peach hurriedly closed her mouth and said, "This servant will bring you some porridge."
*****
Qin Yue, who said he would come tomorrow, didn't show up for several days. Qin Song was happy with the peace and quiet. He ordered Little Peach to find some miscellaneous books for him to read. However, the iron chain around his wrist was too tight, so he could only sit and lie down and let Little Peach help him flip through the books. Qin Song became impatient after reading for half an hour. He asked Little Peach to help him find someone who could read.
Little Peach hesitated for a long time before she gathered her courage and reported it. Someone who could read was an amazing person. How could they read for someone, especially someone of such status?
However, Qin Yue's words still counted. Not long after, he really did send a maid who could read. However, the maid's voice was gentle and calm. Qin Song often fell asleep while listening to her.
Qin Song's sleep quality was very poor during this time. He didn't know what medicine Qin Yue gave him, but his wounds felt like they were being gnawed by ants. He could endure it when he was awake, but when he fell asleep, he felt unbearably itchy all over his body.
It was also because he had acted too naturally during the day. If Xiao Tao and the other two hadn't seen him frowning and biting his lips in pain when he slept, they would have thought that the Godly Doctor's words were too exaggerated.
That day, Qin Song was drowsy from listening to a travelogue. Suddenly, Little Peach happily came in to report, "Young Master, someone has come to see you!"
Qin Song was slightly stunned. Then, he heard a familiar voice from outside. The voice was warm and genial, "Qin Song, Her Highness and I have come to see you!"
When the two words "Her Highness" entered his ears, Qin Song felt his heart beating uncontrollably. He subconsciously got up, but was pulled back by the iron chain.
Qiu Yun lifted the curtain and saw his sorry appearance. Her heart ached. She lowered her head and pretended not to see, moving to the side to let the person behind her go first.
Qin Song was completely unaware. He looked at the person who came in and said, "Your Highness …"
Yi An was dressed in a white robe. Her skin was like jade, her facial features were exquisite, and her temperament was cold to the point of being piercingly cold. After entering the room, she nodded and sat down on a chair in front of the bed. Her gaze swept over the iron chain in Qin Song's hands and she said, "The King Of Qin said that it would be more convenient to extend medical treatment in the palace. Once you've recovered, you'll be released back to the hostage residence … You can rest at ease and recuperate for now!"
Qin Song nodded and let Little Peach and the others wait outside. They chatted for a while. Qiu Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that the injury on your face was caused by yourself …"
Qin Song replied with a hum.
Qiu Yun's lips moved slightly, but in the end, it turned into a sigh.
It was said that everyone had their own aspirations. In this world, there were people who were willing to endure humiliation to protect their country, and there were also people who would rather die than be humiliated … Who could say that someone's choice was wrong?
He and His Highness had been humiliated, but looking at the King Of Qin's seemingly doting attitude, who would dare to say that they would compromise just because they were wronged?
Qin Song had been tortured and disfigured, but wasn't he still locked up in the harem? Who would dare to say that he would rather die than submit?
The room quieted down for a moment. After a while, Yi An said, "When this matter is over, you should go back to Da Chu. I'll report this to Father in advance."
Qin Song was startled and raised his head, "Your Highness, I …"
He didn't know why, but he felt as if his whole person had been split in half. On one side, his reason told him that it was right for him to go back, and it was the best for everyone. However, on the other side, there was a voice desperately shouting in his heart: What will happen to His Highness if I leave? How can I leave him alone in this dangerous place to be bullied and humiliated?
Yi An interrupted him and said, "It's decided. You don't have to say anymore … Qin Song, you're not suitable to stay here."
Then he said, "Rest well. We'll come back to see you in a few days."
He got up and walked out.
Perhaps when Qin Song rose up to resist, they were no longer on the same side, and there was not much to say to each other.
In front of him, what kind of posture should he show? Should he be angry at him for not seeing the big picture? Should he admire him for being unyielding? Or should he hate him for being dirty and cowardly?
"Your Highness!" Qin Song stopped the two people who were about to go out and said with a bitter smile, "Your Highness, do you really think that what we're doing is meaningful?"
Yi An's hand that was about to lift the curtain stopped, but he didn't turn around.
Qin Song said, "We came to Daqin because we didn't want to go to war. But now, are we really the ones who are afraid of war?"
Yi An's breath quickened. Qin Song continued, "People need to digest what they eat, and it's the same for a country … Daqin destroyed three countries. The people of those three countries haven't given in yet, and the place is still not peaceful. They need to guard and pacify their vast territory, and they also need to prevent the Northern Qi from taking the opportunity to invade the south … Daqin seems to be at its peak now, but it's actually at its weakest. Shouldn't they be the ones who are afraid of war now?"
"The King Of Qin was able to destroy three countries in one breath. How can he be a mediocre person? Who knows if he's pretending to be addicted to war to stall for time? When he stabilizes his territory, he'll wipe us out in one fell swoop?" Qin Song said, "Your Highness, we're fighting with the King Of Qin here. Are we fighting with him, or is he fighting with us …"
"Shut up! Shut up! " Yi An shouted. His chest rose and fell violently, and his hand that was holding the curtain trembled slightly. After a while, he gradually calmed down and lifted the curtain without saying a word.
"Your Highness …" Qin Song had just said "Your Highness" when he heard the sound of someone greeting Qin Yue outside the door. He silently shut his mouth.
Linno had reincarnated twice, and he had never tasted the feeling of being spoiled and loved by anyone. He also never thought that anyone had the obligation to take care of him. Even his biological father was like this, let alone the System. Therefore, he disliked the System, but he didn't hate it. After knowing the System's character, he didn't care about it anymore, but that was it.
Whether it was love or hate, he didn't want to waste it on some irrelevant people.
Since he did owe it a favor this time, and it came to him to ask for it, he had to return the favor. He asked, "What do you want me to do?"
The System suddenly smiled, "Although I can't use the Seal of Reincarnation to extract souls, there are some people who are very obsessed with death and can't be reincarnated. I can use this time to bring them over and throw them into the world that is about to be born … However, I can only throw one person into a world, and it can't be someone who is too important. As for who to choose and what mission to give — you know, I'm not good at this … "It had tried a hundred thousand times and succeeded once, and it was because the System didn't care about it.
"You're so humble." With your level, how could the words "not good" be enough to describe it? Linno asked, "You're even giving out missions … What rewards do you have to give them?"
"Uh …" The System scratched its head, "Let them be human in their next life?"
So it didn't have anything to give, and was preparing to get something for nothing — because of his understanding of a certain System, Linno was not surprised by this answer.
Linno said, "You should first find someone who has the intention of transmigrating or reincarnating!" Jiang Taigong was fishing, and those who were willing to take the bait would take. In this world, there were still many people who didn't want any rewards and just wanted to be reborn.
A bamboo scroll appeared in the System's hand out of thin air, and it handed it over, "This thing can reflect the world. You can use it to check the information, or contact me."
"Your terminal?"
"Yes, you can say so." The System's figure gradually disappeared, "I'll go and bring in the souls."
*****
After some time, the System sat in front of Linno weakly, "Thirty-two transmigrators and eighteen reincarnators. Only two of them succeeded, and the rest died."
"That's normal." Linno was reading a novel in the Book of Ten Thousand Ages. He drank by himself and said casually, "Whether it's reincarnation or transmigration, it can't improve their abilities at all. Looking at this kind of novel, to succeed, most of them have a cheat or meet a benefactor. What's the use of just relying on a script? Moreover, the original male and female protagonists have the blessing of luck. Unless the reincarnators originally had a great advantage, or they lost all their advantages because of their stupidity in their previous life, or they had accumulated enough wisdom before they were reborn, they can only succeed. As for transmigrating, it's completely dependent on the transmigrator's ability. Just pick those who were born in a difficult environment and have a strong personality and outstanding ability. Most importantly, you just need to give them a general mission. Don't add to the mess. "
The biggest advantage of reading a novel in the Book of Ten Thousand Ages was that the pages could be flipped with just a thought. It was convenient.
"But the success rate is still too low!"
Linno said lightly, "Anyway, this is all I can do — I'm not a real emotional expert. You can search according to this standard first, and then find a real expert to help you later. "
The System's eyes widened, "You're not going to do anything?"
Linno lowered his head and continued reading the novel. He did not even look at the System and said lightly, "How much of a friendship do you think we have?"
"You …" The System was very angry. It raised its hand and wanted to take the Book of Ten Thousand Ages back from Linno's hand. However, it was afraid of angering him even more, so it did not dare to do anything. It held back its anger and said, "How is it for me? You also felt the power of creation from the two people who completed the mission, right? If you don't do anything, this will be gone! "
"Oh."
Linno flipped the pages in boredom. He had experienced too much in the past few years. The love and hate in the novel could not enter his heart.
He did feel the so-called power of creation, but he also felt that even if he did nothing, his world was constantly improving itself. He really did not care about that weak and almost non-existent power.
"You only helped to come up with ideas and choose people. If you don't do much, you will naturally get less feedback," the System said, "If it were you …"
Linno finally looked up and said with a half-smile, "Are you trying to trick me into helping you with the mission?"
The System choked and said, "How is that a trick? I'm telling the truth …"
Linno lowered his head, "Not interested."
Seeing that he was not listening, the System had no choice but to walk around in circles and said, "You don't care about that little bit of power of creation, but you don't care about Huoer either?"
"Huoer?" Linno was stunned, "What's wrong with it?"
"Don't tell me you still don't know? You brought it here! "
"Hmm?"
Linno closed his eyes and began to search. Huoer was the Flame of Nirvana. If it did not actively release its power, no one in this world would be able to sense its existence. However, Linno had raised it for hundreds of years. Moreover, this was his world, so he quickly noticed something. He held up a formless and quiet flame in his hand.
Linno frowned. Huoer was not transmitting any information.
"What's wrong with Huoer?"
"It's fine now," the System said, "Your world's laws of time are incomplete. Here, other than you and me, everything else is in a stagnant state. Huoer is the same. However, it's hard to say in the future. "
"What do you mean?"
The System said, "If you pay more attention, you should notice that the energy in your world is becoming thinner and thinner. Space is also shrinking. This is because your world is evolving its laws and consuming energy. Huoer is a part of your world, so its energy is also being absorbed. When a certain amount is reached, it will slowly dissipate. If you want to protect it, you can either bring it into another world or provide it with enough energy. "
Linno could tell that the System was telling the truth. He put Huoer back between his eyebrows and found that he could not stop its energy from dissipating. After a moment of silence, he said, "I remember you said that because I don't have the Mark of Reincarnation, I can't reincarnate in your master's world."
In this world, he could be ruthless enough to ignore anyone, but Huoer was an exception. During his lowest point for several hundred years, Huoer was always by his side. It was also because of him that Huoer gained sentience. In his heart, Huoer was like his own child.
"Of course I have a way!" Seeing that Linno was finally moved, the System proudly said, "Although you can't reincarnate like a normal person, as long as you two come to an agreement, you can take over his life."
Linno asked, "You already planned this?"
The System chuckled and said, "Open the world numbered Jinjiang * * * * * *."
The Book of Ten Thousand Eras was not an ordinary object. Linno thought about it and a story appeared in his mind. It was a bit like the male version of The Legend of Xi Shi.
A very melodramatic story.
It was said that during the era of warlords fighting for supremacy, Western Qin rose to power and destroyed Han, Zhao, and Wei. Only Southern Chu and Northern Qi were left. Although Southern Chu was large, it was famous for its literary style but not its martial prowess. The people of Southern Chu were fond of poetry, wine, and romance. Even the men of Southern Chu preferred to be weak. Of the two remaining countries, Western Qin had conquered three countries in a row and was unstoppable. Northern Qi's cavalry was valiant and never feared any strong enemy.
With a fierce tiger by their side, Southern Chu was scared witless. To avoid being destroyed by Western Qin one day, they sent a princess and a large number of "betrothal gifts," hoping to ease the crisis through marriage.
Western Qin's monarch accepted the princess graciously, but he specifically asked Southern Chu to send the second prince, Yi 'an, as a hostage and have Qin Song and Qiu Yun as his subordinates. It should be known that Western Qin's monarch, Qin Yue, was the most masculine, and the second prince, Yi 'an, was the most handsome man in Southern Chu. Qin Song and Qiu Yun were famous scholars in Southern Chu and were known as the twin jade annulus of Southern Chu. Not only were their looks outstanding, but one of them was good at music and the other was good at poetry. Qin Song and Qiu Yun were not their real names. They were elegant nicknames given to them by Southern Chu. Now that Qin Yue had specifically asked for these three, his purpose was self-evident.
The people of Southern Chu felt unbearably humiliated, but they also breathed a sigh of relief. They hastily packed up the three people and sent them to Western Qin.
Qin Yue was truly a lecherous devil. That day, he had spent the night with Prince Yi An, and after that, they were extremely intimate. It was as if he had even become tired of the state affairs.
Qin Yue was lecherous. Although Prince Yi An was exceptionally good-looking, he could not fully devote himself to him. He also wanted to enjoy Young Sir Qiu Yun and Qin Song Gongzi. Who knew that the one Qin Song liked was Yi An, so he refused and tactfully refused. However, was Qin Yue the type to have tender feelings for the fairer sex? He directly used force. Qin Song swore to die and stabbed Qin Yue in his struggle. Qin Yue was furious. First, he tortured him, and then he had the lowliest criminal slave humiliate him to death.
Qin Song's tragic death awakened Yi An and Qiu Yun, who were immersed in Qin Yue's fickleness. They quietly began to accumulate power, weaved information networks, gathered connections, and raised men of sacrifice. Then, on a dark and windy night, Yi An escaped by faking his death under the cover of Qiu Yun.
Yi An was gone, so Qiu Yun was naturally unlucky. Qin Yue was furious, and he also had a whole new level of respect for Qiu Yun, who had always been gentle and weak in front of him. She had actually done so many things behind his back! Therefore, Qin Yue humiliated Qiu Yun in every possible way. However, he found that she was tenacious and unyielding. Her talent and wisdom were outstanding, and she was as warm and moving as the winter sun. Therefore, he gradually fell in love with her.
Later, Yi An went to the three countries, which were occupied by Qin Yue, and gathered a large force. When Qin Yue was out on patrol, they surrounded his side palace. Naturally, they wanted to kill Qin Yue and save Qiu Yun. However, at this time, Qiu Yun suddenly found that she had deeply fallen in love with Qin Yue after experiencing many things with him.
Therefore, Yi An, who loved Qiu Yun deeply, left under Qiu Yun's pleading and threats. The ending was — HE.
This was the main text.
Then, it talked about the happy lives of Qin Yue, Qiu Yun, and Yi An more than ten years later.
Seeing that Linno had finished reading the message, the System sighed and said, "Western Qin was tyrannical, and was destroyed five years after the main text ended." Therefore, the creation of the world failed.
Linno nodded. Starting wars because of love was not uncommon, but maintaining peace because of love was too difficult.
"If the creation of the world succeeds, can I put the Huoer into that world?" He did not mind ruining this kind of plot.
The System shook its head. "Of course not. The level of that world is too low. It can't contain the Huoer. However, it can hide in your soul and absorb energy to grow. "
It then advised, "You have nothing to do anyway. If you go there, your soul can be tempered, and the Huoer will not dissipate. If it succeeds, you can even receive feedback from the world …"
Linno interrupted, "Is there no world that can directly contain the Huoer?"
The System said, "The level of the Huoer is very high. Are you willing to …"
Its tone changed. "Anyway, if there is such an opportunity, I will definitely tell you!"
Linno was silent for a moment before he said, "Who do I want to replace?"
The System knew that he agreed. It smiled and said, "Qin Song."
"Oh." If the replacement was Qin Song, it would not be difficult to overturn the plot. Qin Song was famous for his Qin Song sword dance. It was obvious that he was talented in martial arts. He had wandered around the mortal world for hundreds of years and had seen a lot of martial arts and military strategies. Qin Song was born in an aristocratic family and could easily become an official. He only needed to win a few battles with Western Qin for the Chu Dynasty. Naturally, there would be no hostage, and the two of them would not have the opportunity to meet each other.
The System said, "But there are two things that I have to say first. Otherwise, you will say that I am cheating you. First, you are only replacing Qin Song's soul. Your abilities cannot be brought in. I don't have any golden fingers to give you. So even if you go, you will not be stronger than ordinary people. Second, Qin Song handed his life to you. There are conditions. "
"What conditions?"
The System pointed at the Book of Ten Thousand Ages. "Let him tell you himself."
From the Book of Ten Thousand Ages, the figure of a slender young man slowly appeared. He bowed to Linno and said sadly, "I hope that you can protect him and accompany him. Let him live a peaceful life."
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