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Han Pu was stunned, "What do you mean?" Qin Qin was in trouble.
He was happy to see that.
But how did this young man know that Qin Qin would be in trouble?
Qin Song said, "You tell me.
If you were the King Of Qi, would you send someone like Wang Meng?
To be an envoy to congratulate the King Of Qin? "
"I don't think so." Han Pu thought for a while.
He said, "Wang Meng can be considered a valiant general. If the King of Qin gets angry and kills him, he will definitely be killed.
Wouldn't that be a loss? "
"And he doesn't know etiquette.
He's rough and violent.
If the King Of Qi sincerely congratulates him,
As long as he's not more stupid than you, he shouldn't be sent here. "Qin Song ignored Han Pu, who was about to get angry, and said after thinking for a while," He's not the head envoy, right? Who is the head envoy? "
Han Pu, who was called stupid, didn't dare to hit him, but he couldn't win against him either. He said gloomily, "An unknown civil official."
Qin Song said, "If this civil official isn't as unknown as we think, then there's another person among the envoys of the Qi Kingdom.
There's someone else who can make the decision. "
"How do you know?"
Qin Song said, "I've inquired about this General Wang's deeds before.
Although he's brave, he loses control easily.
He even killed his own people who blocked his way. Sometimes, after the King Of Qi destroyed the city, he didn't care about him.
After a few days, he had vented his anger enough.
That was why he went to summon him back … How could an unknown civil official be able to control such a person? If there's no one who can control him, why would the King Of Qi send him to Qin? "
"Uh …" Han Pu scratched his head and said, "That seems to make sense …" But what he was more curious about was how a scholar like Qin Song, who never left his house, could obtain such detailed and secret information.
"Furthermore," Qin Song continued, "although Wang Meng acted arrogantly this time, he was too arrogant. That's really not like him. It looked like he was testing the waters step by step. He was testing whether the people were spirited, and whether the officials were confident … Was the next step to test the King Of Qin? The King Of Qi is planning something big this time! "
"What do you mean?" Han Pu's eyes widened as he asked excitedly, "Is Qi's army coming?"
"Actually, a Qi invasion is inevitable." Qin Song said, "Last winter there was heavy snowfall on the prairie, many cows and horses froze to death, whether they want to fight or not is not up to them. If they win, they'll bring back enough food. If they lose, enough people will die, and the remaining people won't starve to death. Therefore, for the sake of fighting or not, they really don't need to test us so carefully … If I'm not wrong, after Daqin destroyed the three kingdoms, the King Of Qi is a bit jealous and wants to get a share of the profits! " When Daqin destroyed the three kingdoms, the Kingdom of Qi was in civil strife and couldn't even take care of itself. Now that the King Of Qi had stabilized the situation, he naturally wouldn't let go of the good situation at hand.
"You're saying that if they find out the results of their test, it's very likely that they'll invade the whole country?" Not just to plunder, but to seize territory and seize the world.
Qin Song nodded and said, "If that's the case, they'll probably choose to invade from the former Wei or Han, right? The terrain there is suitable, and there aren't many Qin soldiers stationed there … "Zhao had just been destroyed two years ago, and now there were a large number of Qin soldiers stationed there.
Han Pu angrily interrupted, "How do you know that they won't go to Chu? That's a soft persimmon, okay?" His parents and brother were still in Han!
Qin Song looked at him and said, "First, although Chu is weak, its national strength hasn't been damaged and it's well-preserved. It might not be as easy to defeat as the current Daqin. Second, if the Kingdom of Qi attacks Qin, Da Chu will definitely stay at home and cheer, wishing that they would all perish together. But if the Kingdom of Qi attacks Chu, Daqin might secretly ambush him from behind … If you were Da Qi, who would you hit?"
Han Pu didn't speak for a long time, and finally said, "Do you think I should ask my parents to move?"
It wasn't easy for them to have peace for a few years, and now there might be another war.
His little nephew was only three years old, and he was so sweet and knew how to make people happy.
But in this chaotic world, where could they move to?
Qin Song seemed to know what he was thinking, and said lightly, "If you want to move, then move to the capital of Qin!"
"Are you kidding? We and …" Because there was a coachman outside, Han Pu didn't finish his sentence and only said, "You know what I mean."
"I'm not kidding." Qin Song looked out of the window and said lightly, "Now there are only three countries in the world: Chu, Qin, and Qi. Chu is the weakest, and when Qin recovers, it might be destroyed. As for Qi, even if I don't like the King Of Qin, I have to say that if the world is controlled by Da Qi, it will be the world's biggest disaster."
"Why?"
"… If Da Qi controls the world, then the world will be slaves." Da Qi was originally a semi-slave country. When tribes fought, the losers would become slaves. Every year, Da Qi kidnapped a large number of people from other countries and took them as slaves. When the Qi people counted their wealth, slaves were ranked behind cows and sheep.
Han Pu was depressed and cursed. He thought about killing the King Of Qin every day, and killing the King Of Qin. Did he have to protect his family in the end? What was this!
Han Pu was depressed for a long time and said, "Is there no way to stop them from fighting, or at least not so big?"
Qin Song smiled bitterly, "You really think highly of me." Yesterday, he was still a prisoner on death row. He could barely protect himself, what could he do?
Han Pu sighed and said sullenly, "Why don't I go and kill the King Of Qi and make them fight among themselves again?"
Qin Song glanced at him. This person was still so unreliable. The fighting in the royal family of Da Qi was far more brutal than in other countries … If the King Of Qi was so easy to kill, he would have died many times.
After thinking for a while, he said, "You go outside. We will go there. If Wang Meng wants to hurt people or scare the horses … kill him!"
Han Pu widened his eyes, "Kill him? Won't killing him anger the King Of Qi? "
Qin Song said lightly, "If a person is beaten, it may be because he did something that angered the other party. But if a country is beaten, the most fundamental reason is that you are too weak."
Didn't he want to test Daqin's strength? Then let's try!
Han Pu agreed and went out to sit on the shaft of the carriage. Then the coachman cracked the whip and the carriage pushed the surrounding carriages aside and slowly moved forward.
After passing three or four carriages, Wang Meng's tall figure appeared on the road ahead. Sure enough, he was frighteningly powerful. The surroundings were empty and there was not a single person in sight.
The size of the sword on his shoulder seemed normal. Qin Song was thinking when the door curtain suddenly moved. Yu Sheng quietly got on the carriage.
Qin Song turned around, "Hmm?"
Yu Sheng explained, "I took the sword to the yamen. Wang Meng happened to be there and wanted the yamen to search the whole city to help him catch the thief who stole the sword … When he saw me, he wanted to fight with me. I ignored him and threw the sword to him and left. When I returned to the mansion, the gatekeeper said that you and Han Pu went to Nan 'an Teahouse. So I chased after you. "
At this moment, the carriage was already close to Wang Meng. Yu Sheng did not speak anymore. His fingers clenched the sword and his eyes stared at Wang Meng. He saw that Wang Meng's feet suddenly swayed and he seemed to have inadvertently blocked the carriage's path.
"Hey, big guy!" Han Pu's lazy voice sounded from outside, "Do you have eyes? Can't you see that you're blocking the road? "
Wang Meng was used to being arrogant. This was the first time someone dared to scold him like this. He immediately became angry, "Brat, you're courting death!"
The sword directly chopped down on his shoulder.
Han Pu sneered. Just as he was about to flip down the shaft of the carriage, he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound. Han Pu's expression changed and he withdrew the dagger that was already out of its sheath.
At the same time, Wang Meng suddenly turned around and swept the sword that was halfway out. With a loud "clang", Wang Meng's body shook and he took half a step back. At the same time, a black light was deflected and shot into the signboard of the nearby restaurant. It was a black iron arrow.
Then, Qin Yi's clear voice sounded, "As the saying goes, even when two countries are at war, envoys are not killed, let alone guests who came to congratulate. His Majesty thought that you were guests from afar, so he tolerated you. But you still don't repent! His Majesty has ordered that from today onwards, all envoys from Northern Qi are not allowed to leave the post without permission. Those who violate the order will be killed without mercy! Guards! Send General Wang back! "
As Wang Meng was "sent" away, the road quickly became clear. Qin Song glanced at Qin Yi who was standing on the windowsill of the restaurant. When he was about to close the curtain, he didn't expect that Qin Yi seemed to have seen him. He smiled and said, "Qin Song, I didn't expect to see you again so soon. Come up and let me buy you a drink. How about that?"
Qin Song smiled and said loudly, "I'll buy you a drink another day."
Then he whispered, "Let's go!"
The carriage had just moved a few steps when it stopped again. The curtain was rudely pulled open and Chen Ce's cold face appeared, "Qin Song Gongzi, His Majesty summons you."
The capital of Qin was really small. It was rare for him to go out, but he met all his acquaintances. Qin Song smiled and got out of the carriage. As soon as his feet touched the ground, two imperial bodyguards came up to him, one on his left and one on his right. They grabbed his wrist with one hand and pressed his shoulder with the other. Unfortunately, before they could get close, one of them was wrapped up by Han Pu's horsewhip and dragged away, while the other was held by Yu Sheng's dagger.
Qin Song smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Ce felt that Qin Song's smile was incomparably repulsive. He said coldly, "Search me! How do I know that you don't have a hidden weapon to harm His Majesty? "
Qin Song shook his head and laughed. He said, "Lord Chen, has anyone ever told you that you …"
Chen Ce saw him pause and couldn't help but ask, "What?"
Qin Song continued, holding back his laughter. He said, "… is really the King Of Qin's biggest failure."
"You!" Chen Ce was furious. Qin Song ignored him and turned around to go to the restaurant behind Chen Ce.
Qin Yi was waiting for him at the top of the stairs on the second floor. Qin Song walked to his side and the two of them walked side by side. Qin Song smiled and said, "What a coincidence!"
"It's not a coincidence." Qin Yi pretended to sigh and said, "It's just that I don't have enough face!"
Qin Song also shook his head and sighed. "I originally wanted to invite you to try some good wine tomorrow, but seeing Lord Qin's expression, I think it's better if I don't invite a snub."
Qin Yi clicked his tongue and said, "When did the Qin Song I know become so narrow-minded?"
Qin Song patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll take that as a compliment!"
When he looked up, he saw Qin Yue sitting in the private room, looking at the two of them with a sullen expression. Qin Song withdrew his hand from Qin Yi's shoulder and said with a smile, "King Of Qin, how have you been?"
Was this the ordinary Qin Song? Qin Yue smiled bitterly. All his memories of this young man seemed to have started from that dark torture room. He had no impression of what the Qin Song was like before.
Qin Yue suddenly didn't know how to respond. He had thought of many ways Qin Song would treat him. Would he avoid meeting him? Or would he treat him coldly? Would he be alienated and indifferent under polite obedience? Or would he be half resentful and half grateful? But he never thought that he would see a Qin Song who talked and laughed freely and elegantly.
He became more good-looking.
When he jumped out of the carriage, his raised eyebrows when he teased Chen Ce, and the corners of his lips when he joked with Qin Yi … all of them were so beautiful. Even when he was quietly walking on the side of the road, the young man's back seemed to be more calm and elegant than others, making him unable to move his eyes away.
Was he so good-looking?
Qin Yue realized that he seemed to have never seen or understood this young man clearly.
Just when he thought that he had lost all hope, the young man who was on the verge of death after being tortured sneered at him and found a chance to survive in a hopeless situation. Just when he thought that he had gradually tamed the young man, what awaited him was the young man's merciless fatal blow. Just when he thought that he had lost all hope and was waiting for his death, the young man was still as confident as ever ….
It seemed that in this world, there was nothing that could really hurt him, hurt him, or control him.
Qin Yue, who was used to controlling everything, hated this feeling. He tried his best to control him, to leave his mark in his heart, but in the end, he failed miserably.
He regretted it.
Qin Yue's left hand clenched under the table, but his face was still expressionless. He said, "Sit down and talk."
"I just want you to live, I just want you to live …" Fang Tuo's voice was low and vague, as if he was crying. "Even if you don't love me, even if you can't see me, even if you hate me … As long as you are alive, as long as I am alive in this world, as long as you exist, I will be satisfied … Why is it so hard … Linno, Linno …"
Violent coughs sounded, blood mixed with the strong wine, and tears at the corner of his eyes.
The child called Dog could hug his leg and beg, "Don't die, I'm scared …"
The woman called Hu 'er's mother could hug the person she loved and say, "Even if it's for me, I beg you, don't die …"
He also wanted to hug him and beg, "I beg you, no matter what, I just beg you, don't die … don't disappear from this world …"
But he didn't dare. Who was he? That person would at most give him the word "get lost" … That person, in fact, didn't even bother to say the word "get lost" to him, right? He even looked at him and felt disgusted … His heart hurt so much that he shrank into a ball again.
The strong wine poured down his throat, bitter and spicy.
In his memories, there was not only bitter wine.
That person had also smiled at him.
He clearly remembered the first time they met. The white-clothed youth who was so beautiful that he didn't seem like a mortal had gently pushed the jade box before him. His slender fingers were even more flawless than jade. His voice was cold and leisurely, without the slightest frivolity. "It is indeed shameful to go back on one's word, but this isn't cousin's original intention. Instead, as her family, we don't want to fall into misfortune because of a promise. Brother Fang is also someone's elder brother, presumably you can understand our feelings. "
Pausing, he continued, "My cousin's talent is astonishing, entering the yuanying stage is not a problem. Yuanying stage has a lifespan of three thousand years, but Brother Fang is only a mortal. This kind of marriage, for Brother Fang, I'm afraid is not a fortunate thing. Now that the engagement has been dissolved, I am willing to use the item in this box to compensate for your mother's help to my aunt. "
At that time, he didn't react to what that person said, only thinking, how could his voice be so pleasant to hear? Every note seemed to be plucked on an invisible string in his chest, shaking him until his entire body went soft and his breathing was not smooth.
When he came back to his senses, that person was long gone. He laughed at himself. That person, was the white cloud in the Ninth Heaven. A mortal like him could only stand on the ground and look up.
Even though he thought like this, he still held the jade scroll that person left behind in his hand and practiced day and night.
If that person was in the sky, he could also climb up step by step.
However, the path of cultivation was not a smooth path. The world of cultivators was a hundred times crueler than the mortal world.
He beheaded a man who coveted his magic treasure, but he didn't expect that person to be the illegitimate son of the Thousand Soul Sect's sect leader.
He was blocked at the entrance of the secret realm, watching the souls of his grandfather, sister, childhood friends, and neighbors screaming miserably in the hands of the Thousand Soul Sect's disciples. There were people everywhere, but he felt as if he was standing in an endless wasteland. There was only coldness, despair, and endless hatred in his heart.
He said "Okay" and walked towards them step by step. Didn't he just want his left hand? He gave, he gave everything.
He knew that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as lifting a hand. This was just to torture him. If he gave his left hand, he would want his right hand, his legs, his life … No matter how much he gave, his grandfather and sister would not have a good ending. Therefore, all he asked for was a chance to perish together with his enemy.
Just one more step, just one more step would be enough … He held the Thunder Pulse Seed in his hand and closed his eyes.
A scream sounded without warning. The Thousand Soul Sect's sect leader's furious voice sounded, "Junior, how dare you!"
Fang Tuo opened his eyes and stared blankly at the white-robed young man with a sword on his back. The young man stood in the wind with a corpse lying at his feet. The young man said indifferently, "I've already killed him, what's there to be afraid of? The battle of cultivators does not involve mortals. Who dares to say that there won't be a few descendants without spiritual roots in the future? If we vent our anger on them whenever something happens, won't we all die without descendants? Not only do you kill mortals to vent your anger, but you also refine their souls. Do you really think that the cultivation world is a place without rules? "
Then it turned into a chaotic battle.
Fang Tuo found himself inexplicably becoming a bystander. His low cultivation made it impossible for him to intervene. It was only when a Buddhist disciple came and asked him if he wanted to help release the souls of his relatives that he realized the matter was over.
"Where … where's Linno?" He heard himself ask in a hoarse voice.
"Benefactor Lin just fought with the Thousand Soul Sect's sect leader and suffered some internal injuries. He should have gone back to heal by now!"
Fang Tuo was sad. When he saw that person again, he could only look up to him.
He began to unconsciously pay attention to that person's whereabouts. Whenever there was news of him, he would find an excuse to rush over. Knowing that he loved good food and wine, he carefully collected them everywhere.
But he didn't know if it was because fate was too shallow, but he missed the opportunity again and again until he finally met that person at Pan Yang Lake. He drank a little too much. His eyes were misty, his cheeks were slightly red, his lips were stained with wine, and his long hair was a little messy. He stretched out his finger and touched the long sword in his hand. "Killing people is killing, killing chickens is also killing. I don't even think that you're too long to cut crabs … Besides, I'm so good at cooking, it's your blessing that I'm willing to use you. Don't be so pretentious!"
Fang Tuo didn't expect that this person would have such a childish side after being drunk. He couldn't help but smile.
He suppressed the joy in his heart and found the best wine from the space. He handed it to that person to thank him for his help last time. That person looked at him blankly. He clearly didn't remember who he was.
Fang Tuo couldn't hide his disappointment. He watched that person holding the wine jar and walking away with light steps. From time to time, he would raise his head to take a sip. He wished he could become that jar of wine in that person's hand.
Later, he accumulated more and more good wine and food in the space, but he never had a chance to give them away.
The cultivation world was so big, and people came and went like the wind. Even if he chased after that person's footsteps, he couldn't catch up.
For a full two thousand years, he only saw that person twice. When they passed by each other on the street, he was still nervous about what to say first, but he couldn't find that person again.
Later, he went to the Endless Sea.
When he hesitated whether to use his last magic weapon, that person fell from the sky. His heart was drowned in ecstasy. He came to save him, he came to save him! He must remember who he was …
His mind was in a mess, and it was a moment too late for him to crush the Small Teleportation Talisman. His body gradually turned transparent, and the last thing he saw was that person giving up on the chance to teleport and rushing in front of him to block the silver blade. Behind him, the half Flood Dragon broke free from the Enchanted Treasure and pounced forward in a frenzy …
No! No! No!
With red eyes, Fang Tuo desperately rushed over from five hundred miles away. However, only a mess was left for him. The island was split into two halves, and the reef was scattered with blood.
He searched all the nearby places, and then went to the Lin family to grab that person's life plate. He found that person with a secret method.
That person was lying on his side on the bed. He looked peaceful as if he was sleeping. The wound on his lower abdomen was no longer bleeding, but it stung his eyes deeply.
Fang Tuo couldn't find any signs of life on him. He could only take out that person's life plate with trembling hands. The soul flame on the life plate was so weak that it seemed it would be extinguished in the next second.
He was going to die …
How could he die …
Fang Tuo wished he could kill himself. If he didn't make a fool of himself on the battlefield, if he used his last resort early on, if he insisted on letting him block the Banjiao and let this person go first …
What followed was a long and fulfilling few hundred years.
He brought the sleeping Linno and roamed around. As long as he knew there was news of spirit herbs, no matter how dangerous it was, he would give it a try … He didn't know how many times he escaped death. His cultivation was getting higher, and the spirit herbs he found were getting more and more precious. However, it had no effect on that person's injuries.
The elixir he used on Linno could freeze his injuries, but it couldn't freeze time. Seeing Linno's death approaching day by day, he was helpless like a trapped beast.
Only the Thousand Threads Gu, only the Thousand Threads Gu …
He hugged that person as if he was offering a sacrifice. His heart was cold. He knew that this person would never forgive him. His pitiful love was strangled to death by him in its infancy before it could even begin.
But it didn't matter. As long as he was alive, everything was fine … everything was fine.
But he still didn't expect that person's reaction would be so intense.
That person chewed his own tongue to regain consciousness. He crushed his own hands and feet to escape from the Spirit Confining Chains … Fang Tuo used the Thousand Threads Gu's senses to find him in the cold cave. He saw him sitting on the ground covered in wounds. He expressionlessly pierced his own arm with a sharp stone to resist the tide of passion. At that time, the disgust in his eyes wasn't directed at Fang Tuo, but at himself.
Fang Tuo expressionlessly went forward and brought him back to his residence.
I know what you hate the most. I will do it, I will do it.
Under the Thousand Threads Gu, when one's emotions are stirred, the other will also be unable to control himself. So, as long as you don't get emotional, it will be fine.
Covering that person's eyes, Fang Tuo pierced the Bone Eroding Nail into his chest. The bone-deep pain made his face contort. He crazily slammed into the nail and saw that person's tears slowly seeping through the black veil …
Hate me, hate me!
But, I would rather you hate me to the bone than let you disappear from this world.
…
Afterwards, he didn't see Linno for a very long time. He knew that Linno didn't want to see him, and also because he wanted to find the elixir that could cure Linno's injuries.
He crazily plundered in the cultivation world. No matter what kind of dangerous situation he was in, he would rush through it. Finally, one day, he encountered a crisis that he couldn't resist. Before he died, he activated the disk array and went to Linno's cave. His heart was peaceful.
I have always been afraid of facing your death. Now, I am going to die first. This is very good.
He was afraid that person would be unhappy, so he didn't dare to get on his bed. He only sat on the bed, imagining that person was still lying quietly on the bed … Fang Tuo slowly closed his eyes … This is very good, A Nuo, this is very good.
He fell asleep with a smile. He thought that this sleep would last forever. However, he still woke up.
It was as if he had a sweet and strange dream. When he opened his eyes, he was still sitting on the ground, but he had turned into a five or six year old child. His injuries were all gone, and his Cultivation was also gone.
What shocked him even more was that the Ten Thousand Spirits Pure Root and the Flawless Body — these two constitutions that only existed in legends had actually appeared in his body.
The fragrance of wine lingered in the air. Around the cave, there were wreckages left behind by the activation of an unknown great formation.
He found Lin Ling-er. She was horrified. "The Phoenix Perching Great Formation, Nirvana? How is this possible? You don't have the essence blood of the phoenix. How can you be Nirvana? Are you also a descendant of the Lin family? "
He left without saying a word and sneaked into the school where Linno temporarily stayed. He saw that person stiffen for a moment when he saw him in the form of a boy.
A moment later, he found his way into the secret room of Linno, who was said to be in closed-door training. He only saw an empty futon on the ground.
What else did he not understand?
Fang Tuo laughed heartily. He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.
You thought you were saving that person, but in fact, you had interrupted his peerless opportunity. You thought you had transferred half of that person's cultivation, but in fact, you had sucked away his power to be reborn. You thought you had cured his injuries, but in fact, you had robbed him of his peerless talent, his path to heaven ….
That person, he was so proud, but from the beginning to the end, he did not mention a single word.
That person, he was so proud. Even if he had the chance, he would not bother to take back his own things. Instead, he used the essence blood of the phoenix, Nirvana Qi, and the opportunity of rebirth to return his hundred years of Cultivation.
Linno, Linno, do you know that I have never hated you so much!
… …
Fang Tuo drank wine in big mouthfuls. His vision gradually blurred. He seemed to see that person climbing ashore in a sorry state from the water. He heard that person call him in a low voice, "Fang Tuo."
"… Here."
Here, I'm here. I've always been here.
… What about you?
"Fang Tuo!" A sweet-sounding voice sounded with some anxiety, "What time is it now? You're still drinking here!"
Fang Tuo glanced at Lin Ling-er. His expression was somewhat unhappy. He raised his hand and drank another mouthful. He did not say anything.
Lin Ling-er snatched his wine jar and said, "Kunlun has issued a kill order for you. Now, who knows how many people are waiting to take your head! Can't you hide? "
Fang Tuo smiled faintly, "Let them come." They would never be able to imagine how terrifying the aptitude of the Ten Thousand Spirit Pure Root and the Flawless Body was. They would never know how terrifying the things that person had left for him were.
"You …" Lin Ling-er stomped her feet and said, "I know you're powerful, but you … Why did you go and destroy other people's Kunlun Mirror for no reason?"
Fang Tuo said faintly, "What's the point of keeping a useless thing if not destroying it?"
His heart was in so much pain that it shrank into a ball. The grandmasters of the Profound Sect could not calculate your karma. The divine monks of Buddhism could not find your soul. The Kunlun Mirror could not reflect your next life … Where are you? Where are you! Where are you …
Linno, Linno, Linno …
She was beautiful, but unfortunately, her identity was special. She was also locked up because of that matter. Before the higher-ups gave the order, she did not dare to act recklessly.
The man let go and said, "Give me the thing."
His subordinate handed over a piece of paper. The man took it and stretched it in front of Qin Song, saying, "On this is what you just confessed. You should still remember it, right? In a while, copy it obediently and sign it. Then, you won't have to suffer anymore … Hmm? "
Qin Song looked up. Perhaps it was because he was in so much pain that his memory was a little blurry. He only remembered that he was in so much pain that he admitted to whatever they said. He only wanted to suffer less. It seemed that this was indeed what he was talking about.
Qin Song was silent for a moment. Then, he said, "Can I sign it?" His voice was low, hoarse, and weak.
He actually dared to raise conditions!
The man sneered coldly, "What do you think?"
Qin Song let out a sigh and said, "Then forget it." If he really had to write the confession that he was a spy from the Northern Qi and that he wanted to assassinate Qin Yue to drive a wedge between the Chu and the Qin Kingdom, what awaited him and his family would be the most miserable fate. Even the Chu Kingdom would be implicated.
He closed his eyes and said no more.
The man was furious. He pinched his chin hard and sneered, "You think you didn't enjoy enough just now, right? Since you don't want to write, then there's no point in keeping your hands. Someone, help Qin Song Gongzi crush his beautiful fingers one by one! "
Qin Song opened his eyes again helplessly and said, "The King Of Qin ordered you to interrogate me. Do you really want to know why I tried to assassinate him, or do you want to force me to copy the story you made up? Do you want to ask clearly before you come? "
The man's expression became serious. "So there's a hidden reason why you tried to assassinate the King?" Wasn't it because of that thing on the bed? Was there a hidden reason? Was he going to make a great contribution?
Qin Song smiled, "No, I'm just killing for fun when I'm bored."
"You!" The man shook him off and said, "Watch him!"
Qin Song lowered his head and fell asleep.
…
Qin Yue looked at the young man chained to the wall. His expression was cold and his eyes were malicious.
The young man had his head lowered, his long hair disheveled down to his waist. He was still wearing his thin underwear, but the layers of blood stains on his body made it impossible to see his original whiteness. His owner had also long lost her original cold and aloof appearance. Covered in cuts and bruises, she was dragged by the iron chains, her thin and slender figure showing a desolate beauty.
"At the beginning, he was so arrogant." The man who first carried out the torture stood beside Qin Yue and said, "But after a few lashes, he began to cry for his father and mother. When the soldering iron was touched, he was even more unbearable. I told him to call for his ancestors. He almost peed in his pants."
Qin Yue sneered. The man waved his hand and someone poured a basin of cold water on the young man's head. The young man tilted his head slightly. It was obvious that he had woken up.
The man went forward and pulled the young man's hair to raise his head. Qin Song looked up at the man beside him, then looked at Qin Yue who was sitting in front of him. Then, he lowered his eyes again.
"Speak!" The man shouted coldly, "Why did you assassinate the king? Who ordered you to do so? "
Qin Song was speechless. If he really wanted to assassinate the King Of Qin, he should have done it when Qin Yue was at his weakest. Why did he resist so desperately from the beginning? It was fine that the man didn't know the inside story, but why was Qin Yue here to join in the fun?
"You really want to know?"
The man said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Qin Song sighed and said, "Because … the King Of Qin has … body odor! I can't stand it. "
The man was stunned and didn't know how to continue the conversation.
Should he refute: Nonsense, the king doesn't have body odor!
Or should he ask: You want to assassinate the king just because he has body odor? That's ridiculous!
After a while, he came to his senses and said angrily, "Are you playing with me?"
"Yes!" Qin Song said lightly, "I'm playing with you!"
The man raised his hand and was about to slap him when a cold snort came from behind him, "Is this what you meant by being as obedient as a dog?"
The man trembled and knelt on the ground. He said anxiously, "Your Majesty, this boy has forgotten the pain after his scars have healed. As long as I teach him a lesson, he will immediately become obedient!"
"Is that so?" Qin Yue chuckled. He stood up and picked at the brazier. Then, he pulled out a red-hot soldering iron. The man heard the sound and looked up. He hurriedly said, "How can I let the king dirty his hands with this kind of thing? Let me do it."
"You do it?"
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