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"I believe you." Qin Song said, "But I don't have the habit of threatening others with my life."
His life was his own.
Why should he expect others to cherish it?
Qin Yi fell silent.
He lowered his head and checked his wound.
But he didn't apply medicine for him.
He only said, "The healing is good.
It's better than I imagined. In the future, I don't have to apply medicine for you personally … but I'll tell the medicine boy to prepare enough water for you. "
Qin Song said, "Thank you."
Qin Yi smiled and said, "You should thank me.
Not to mention that I saved your life this time.
If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to see your face now. "
Qin Song's hand, which was holding the bowl of water, paused and said, "I'm sorry.
I can't thank you for this. "
Qin Yi laughed and said, "Don't thank me for curing your injury. Just thank me for lending you water to wash up … Qin Song, you're really interesting. Even I like you a little."
Qin Song glanced at him and said lightly, "But I really can't like people like you who treat your love as a gift."
Qin Yi's smile froze and he sighed. "I just said that you're interesting, but you immediately became boring."
He continued, "But although your external injuries are good, your internal injuries … I'm very curious about what you've experienced.
Your internal organs were injured to this extent. "
Qin Song didn't answer and continued to eat his food.
Qin Yi didn't force him.
He smiled and said, "Fortunately, although I can't make medicine that can cure your internal injuries,
But it's not impossible to do so. "
He took out a thin book from his sleeve.
He pushed it in front of Qin Song and said, "This' Eternal Spring Formula 'is an internal secret. Although it's not very powerful, it's far better than others in terms of health …"
Qin Song didn't take it and said, "In this world, any cultivation method that can cultivate internal Qi is extraordinary. I appreciate Qin Daifu's good intentions, but I don't want this. "
Qin Yi's expression changed slightly. He said, "In my eyes, Qin Song, you are not an impulsive person. Don't throw your body into a fit."
In a fit of pique? Qin Song glanced at him and said lightly, "Daqin is not the only country that has internal cultivation."
If he didn't have freedom, what was the point of having a cultivation technique?
If he could regain his freedom, even though internal cultivation methods were hard to come by, they weren't so precious that even he couldn't obtain them. Why would he care about the things these people threw at him?
Moreover, since he wanted to practice martial arts, he would not practice a set of martial arts that was "not very powerful".
Qin Yi also knew that he had said something wrong, so he softened his tone and said, "I know you can get it yourself, but I can guarantee that there is no better way to maintain one's health. This thing is …"
He paused and didn't continue. He only said, "With your body's condition, I'm afraid that ordinary internal martial arts …"
Qin Song interrupted, "I know my own body best. Please forgive me for being blunt, but even if Qin Daifu was ordered to treat my injuries, you are meddling too much."
Qin Yi's expression stiffened. He laughed bitterly and said, "Actually, I'm giving you this as an apology."
"Hmm?"
Qin Yi pointed at his shoulder and said, "I was the one who shot that arrow … If it weren't for me, you would have been free and unfettered outside. Why would you have to suffer so much? So this' Eternal Spring Formula 'is an apology. "
Qin Song said lightly, "Then I won't accept it."
"Why?" Qin Yi didn't understand. He had already lowered himself so much and said so much. What else did he want?
Qin Song said, "You and I have different statuses. You shot me an arrow, but I don't hate you. You healed my injuries, but I won't thank you because you were ordered to do so. These are your duties — — but how could I accept something from you and have my hands and feet tied when we meet on the battlefield in the future?"
Qin Yi said angrily, "Don't worry, you don't have to have your hands and feet tied. With your mediocre martial arts, even if you train for another hundred years, you won't be my opponent."
Qin Song had already said what he needed to say. He pushed the 'Eternal Spring Formula' back and didn't say another word. He lowered his head and finished his lunch.
Qin Yi had seen Qin Song's stubbornness. He knew that it was useless to say anything else once Qin Song had made up his mind. He had no choice but to take the book back and quietly wait for Qin Song to finish his meal. Then he said, "Qin Song, actually I don't understand … — — you're not a fool. You should have felt how important His Majesty is to you. Why did you try to assassinate His Majesty and end up in such a situation — — why did you do this?"
Qin Song smiled faintly, "Such a situation? What's wrong with such a situation? When you're tired of lying down, you can turn around, sit up, and even walk a few steps. You can use your two hands to eat, drink, and wash up. There's a small window where you can see the sky and smell the fragrance of flowers. When it rains, you can even personally take a handful of water. From time to time, you can hear the footsteps of the prison guards outside the door. Sometimes you can even hear their voices … — — Do you know, these are all things that I once dreamed of …? "
"I, Qin Song, thought I was strong in this life. But in that month in the palace, I almost went crazy and broke down countless times …" Qin Song's dark eyes looked quietly at Qin Yi. He said faintly, "You asked me why I wanted to kill the King Of Qin. Then let me ask you, either become a complete madman or be completely domesticated, lose your dignity as a human, and become a dog that only knows how to wag its tail, what would you choose? Let me ask you, other than killing Qin Yue, is there any other way out for me? "
Qin Yi was speechless for a long time. When he opened his mouth again, his voice was a bit dry. "These … were indeed done by His Majesty. But His Majesty did this because he valued you and liked you. That's why he wanted to …"
"Like?" Qin Song sneered and said, "Can you please not tarnish this word?"
"What do you mean by defiling?" Qin Yi said angrily, "Even if you don't like His Majesty the King Of Qin, you can't insult his feelings like this! If His Majesty didn't like you, why would he spend so much effort on you? If he didn't like you, would he be reluctant to let those people touch you? If he didn't like you, would you still be able to sit here and chat with me? It's just that … as the ruler of a country, he doesn't know how to like someone. "
"Do you need to know the word 'like'?" Qin Song said lightly, "A one-year-old child doesn't know what 'like' is. But when he sees his mother hurt, he will be sad and cry. The pheasants in the forest don't know what 'like' is. But when an eagle comes over, it will protect the child under its wings. It will risk its life to fight for it … Isn't 'like' putting yourself in someone else's shoes? When the person you like is in pain, you will feel more pain. When the person you like is sad, you will feel more pain … "
"You said that Qin Yue liked me. How did he like me?" Qin Song sneered and said, "When I was being tortured to the point where my life was worse than death, what he was thinking was why I didn't give in, why I didn't collapse, and what means he should use to attack me more. When I was being whipped, what he was thinking was how to make me more painful, more scared, and more hurt. When I had something to entrust my heart to, what he was thinking was how to make me desperate and how to make me lose all my dignity. He didn't let anyone touch me. Was it because he felt sorry for me and pitied me? Was he merciful because he knew that I would feel worse than death? No! He just couldn't bear to see the things that belonged to him being dirtied! "
He took a deep breath, and his slightly intense emotions calmed down. His tone was indifferent as he said, "If I, Qin Song, like him and am willing to forgive everything he has done, or even be overwhelmed by his favor, then I, Qin Song, am asking for it. But if he, Qin Yue, thinks that because he likes me, he can do whatever he wants and trample on people like animals … Sorry, the word 'like' isn't so dirty."
Qin Yi was speechless for a moment. After a long while, he said reluctantly, "But no matter what, His Majesty treated you … differently."
Even he himself couldn't say the word 'like' anymore.
Qin Song had said enough today and didn't bother to refute him. Qin Yue treated him differently because he was something that Qin Yue hadn't gotten or conquered. To put it bluntly, Qin Yue treated him differently.
Qin Yi sighed and didn't continue the previous topic. He said seriously, "I came this time not only to give you the Secret of Eternal Spring, but also to do something else."
He paused and said, "Previously, during His Majesty's interrogation, he personally promised that he would let you go back to the hostage residence. But, although His Majesty keeps his promises, as his subjects, we have to think about his safety. If you want to go out, you can, but you have to promise that you won't do anything to His Majesty in this life."
Go out?
Qin Song was in a trance for a moment, and then he chuckled and said, "I said it, and you believed it?"
Qin Yi said seriously, "As long as it's you, Qin Song, I believe every word you say."
Qin Song sighed and said, "Then I can't lie to you. I'm sorry, I can't do it."
If he didn't do anything to Qin Yue in this life, did that mean that he had to surrender when he saw Qin Yue? Moreover, this place couldn't trap him at all.
Qin Yi smiled bitterly and sighed, "I knew you wouldn't agree."
He muttered to himself for a while and said, "No matter how much His Majesty has done before, you have to admit that His Majesty didn't kill you this time …"
Qin Song was speechless.
Qin Yi said, "Fine! I don't want you to swear that you won't do anything to His Majesty. I just want you to promise that in the future, if you want to kill His Majesty, you can only do it openly. You won't try to assassinate him like a ghost. "
Qin Song smiled faintly and said, "You're sure that I won't have a chance to defeat Qin Yue in this life?"
"No," Qin Yi paused and said, "That day, His Majesty was stabbed by you. Before he fell into a coma, he said that Qin Yue can die, but he definitely won't die in the hands of you, Qin Song … His Majesty doesn't want to die in your hands the most, but you are the person who has the best chance to kill him in this world."
Qin Song didn't comment on his words and only said lightly, "I agree to your conditions. I won't try to assassinate Qin Yue again. "He didn't like assassinations in the first place. If it wasn't a last resort, he wouldn't use such methods.
Qin Yi sighed in relief and stood up, saying, "I'll go and report to His Majesty now."
He hesitated and said, "Whether you believe it or not, His Majesty is …"
Qin Song interrupted, "Does it matter whether I believe it or not?"
Qin Yi smiled bitterly and turned to leave.
Even if His Majesty wronged him, His Majesty still insisted on letting him go when he almost killed His Majesty and never gave up the thought of killing His Majesty. This young man was so smart. Could it be that he really didn't feel His Majesty's affection at all? His Majesty was just disdainful.
Qin Yi even forgot about the medicine box and left the cell as if he was escaping. Then he smiled bitterly. How should he tell Qin Yue these words?
Just as he was worrying, he turned the corner and saw a familiar figure standing in the courtyard with his back facing him. The noon sun shone on him, but it didn't make him feel warm at all. He only felt an inexplicable sense of desolation.
He was stunned, "Your Majesty …"
Qin Yue didn't respond. Qin Yi stepped forward and said softly, "Your Majesty, I failed you. He didn't accept you."
Qin Yue said lightly, "I know."
"Your Majesty just now …" Qin Yi hesitated and said, "You heard everything?"
"Yes."
Qin Yi felt his scalp tingle. He quickly tried to recall if he had said anything disrespectful. He didn't dare to ask Qin Yue what he thought. He took out the Secret of Eternal Spring and presented it to His Majesty, "Your Majesty, this thing …"
Qin Yue took it and tore it. Qin Yi exclaimed, "Your Majesty, you can't!"
This thing wasn't easy to get!
Qin Yue only tore off the cover and said expressionlessly, "Didn't he say he wanted to find it from Southern Chu? Change the name and send it over. "
He threw the book back to Qin Yi and didn't say anything else.
Qin Yi left and walked out of the courtyard. Before he got into the carriage, he looked back and saw that person still standing there motionlessly. He couldn't help but sigh.
Cold water splashed on his face. Qin Song slowly opened his eyes. Pain came from all over his body. His hands and feet moved slightly, but the chains made a dull sound. Qin Song groaned. It took him a while to remember his current situation.
The last thing he remembered was crying and begging for mercy. However, he was still branded by the red hot iron again and again. It was so painful that he fainted several times.
Just as he thought of this, he felt a wave of heat in front of him. Qin Song looked at the approaching red hot iron and his body began to tremble. The tall man in charge of the execution laughed at him.
"Didn't you say you were a tough nut to crack?" That person threw the soldering iron back into the brazier in boredom. He slowly lifted the boy's chin that was soaked in cold sweat and said, "You can't take it anymore after two rounds of torture. Southerners are indeed weak … But, tsk tsk, you're quite good-looking."
He was beautiful, but his identity was special. He was also locked up because of that matter. He didn't dare to act recklessly before the higher-ups said so.
The man let go and said, "Give me the thing."
His subordinate handed him a piece of paper. The man took it and held it in front of Qin Song. He said, "This is what you just confessed to. You should remember it, right? Later, copy it obediently and sign it. Then you won't have to suffer anymore … Hmm? "
Qin Song looked up again. Perhaps he was in too much pain just now, his memory was a little blurry. He only remembered that he was in so much pain that he couldn't stand it anymore. He admitted whatever they said and only hoped that he could suffer less. It seemed that it was indeed these things.
Qin Song was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Can I sign it?" His voice was low, hoarse, and weak.
How dare he ask for conditions!
The man sneered, "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 didn't speak again.
The man was furious. He grabbed his chin forcefully and sneered, "You didn't enjoy enough just now, did you? 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. He 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 in bed? Was there a hidden reason? Was he going to make a great contribution?
Qin Song smiled. "No, I was just killing for fun when I was 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's head was lowered. His long hair was disheveled and fell to his waist. He was still wearing his thin underwear, but the layers of blood stains made it impossible to see its original white color. Its owner was also no longer cold and arrogant. Covered in cuts and bruises, he was dragged by the iron chain. His thin and slender figure showed a miserable 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 started 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. Obviously, 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 a little 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 did not 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. For a moment, he did not know how to continue the conversation.
Should he refute: Nonsense, the King does not have body odor at all!
Or should he ask: You want to assassinate the King because he has body odor? That's outrageous!
After a while, he came to his senses and said angrily, "Are you playing with me?"
"Yes!" Qin Song said lightly, "I am 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 was stunned. He knelt on the ground and said anxiously, "My King, this boy has forgotten the pain after the scar has healed. As long as I teach him a lesson, he will be obedient immediately!"
"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. Seeing this, he said hurriedly, "How can I let my King dirty your hands with this kind of thing? Let me do it."
"You do it?"
"Yes, yes, I will do it, I will do it." The man reached out to take the soldering iron. The next moment, he let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground. He twitched and rolled on the ground as if he had been electrocuted.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.
Qin Yue threw the soldering iron on the man's shoulder to the ground. His lips curled up, "Very interesting indeed."
His gaze fell on Qin Song.
The boy pursed his lips. His face was pale.
He knew that he had fallen into the most dangerous situation. The ruthlessness and interest in the King Of Qin's eyes were frightening. However, there was no difference compared to before. Those people did not torture him for the sake of giving a confession, but purely for the sake of torturing him.
"Your bones are indeed very hard, and your courage is also very big. I like it very much," Qin Yue said. "It seems that this Lonely One should thank you. It's been a long time since this Lonely One has encountered something so interesting."
He pulled out another soldering iron from the brazier and said with a smile, "Very interesting indeed."
He slowly walked forward and lifted the boy's chin. He put the red soldering iron close to his face and said, "I heard that you are very afraid of pain?"
Qin Song did his best to turn his head to avoid the heat. His voice was still light as he said, "Yes."
Qin Yue lowered his head. The boy under his palm was trembling. His face was as white as paper. His drooping eyelashes were very moving. His lips were wet with cold water. Although they were pale, the shape of his lips was shockingly beautiful.
Qin Yue looked and unconsciously stroked his lips with his thumb. Sure enough … it was as soft and beautiful as he imagined.
His interest in torturing him was temporarily suppressed by another desire. Perhaps … there was no rush. He should enjoy it first.
Feeling the touch on his lips become slower and heavier, Qin Song looked up and saw Qin Yue's Adam's apple move slightly. He heard his gradually heavy breathing.
Qin Song was stunned at first. Then he became furious. He shook his head fiercely and avoided Qin Yue's finger that was probing into his mouth.
Qin Yue twisted the boy's head back. Holding his chin, he whispered, "Open your mouth."
Qin Song clenched his teeth.
Qin Yue slowly put the soldering iron close to his face. He lowered his head and said hoarsely in his ear, "Open your mouth." His voice was low and hoarse. There was a sense of danger.
Qin Song looked at the red iron piece that was close at hand. Although he hadn't touched it yet, the skin on his face had already been scorched with a scorching pain. The tiny hairs on his face were burnt, making an indiscernible sizzling sound and an unpleasant smell rushed into his nose.
His body was trembling uncontrollably. But in the depths of his heart, he felt that this fear was so superficial. It was as if he was sitting under the stage and watching the emotions of others … Most importantly, why did the red soldering iron look so intimate and attractive?
"Open your mouth!" Qin Yue pinched the boy's chin and pulled his face toward the soldering iron. He made a low threatening sound in his throat, "Hmm?"
Then, he saw the youth finally raise his eyes. His pair of pitch-black eyes didn't have the slightest bit of fear as he had imagined. Instead, they were as calm as a clear pool. When Qin Yue's heart trembled slightly, he saw the youth gently raise the corner of his lips and press his face against the crimson iron. Such a tragic action, yet this youth actually carried a kind of unhurried and unhurried feeling.
The glaring white smoke stung his eyes. The sizzling sound deafened his ears. The smell of burnt flesh assailed his nostrils …
Qin Yue was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He threw the soldering iron far away and took a few steps back. After a while, he heard the sound of his heart beating.
He was actually scared! The King of Western Qin, Qin Yue, who had killed countless people, was actually scared. At that moment, he was panicking.
"Your, Your Majesty?"
Qin Yue violently gasped for breath. He looked at the boy who was about to faint. The meaning in his eyes was hard to understand. "Wake him up!"
When Qin Song woke up, he still saw Qin Yue's enlarged face. It was still gloomy, but there was a hint of exasperation. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're afraid of pain, but you'd rather be tortured by the soldering iron than let me touch you."
Qin Song glanced at him and said in a light tone, "Yes!"
Qin Yue was furious. He didn't notice it before, but now he could easily hear the contempt and contempt in the boy's voice.
He lowered his voice and said, "Good, very good. If you don't care about anything, I don't know what to do with you. Tell me, if I hand you over to the military camp, how will the criminal army treat you? "
He smiled and said, "What about the world famous Qin Song Gongzi? Maybe if you play the zither and sing for them, they'll take pity on you?"
Qin Song said, "You wouldn't dare."
"I wouldn't dare?" Qin Yue laughed and said, "You said I wouldn't dare? In this world, is there anything that I, Qin Yue, wouldn't dare to do? "
He grabbed Qin Song's chin and said coldly, "I just wanted to scare you. Since you said I wouldn't dare, if I really let you go, it would show that I'm incompetent!"
Qin Song frowned. "Your Majesty, did you forget that I hurt my face?"
"Don't worry, they won't despise you. Although your face is hurt, you still have good skin and flesh!"
Qin Song looked at him and said helplessly, "Your Majesty knows that I'm famous, but you should know that I have scholarly honors. Although I didn't have time to participate in the court examination, I was born in Xie Yuan … "
Qin Yue laughed and said, "Born in Xie Yuan and famous … What do you think these are in my eyes?"
Qin Song sighed and said softly, "So … you're an idiot."
Qin Yue was furious. "What did you say?"
Qin Song sighed and said, "Rotten wood can't be carved … You didn't cultivate with me, so why should I teach you?"
Qin Yue was not a fool. Previously, he only treated Qin Song as a plaything. After being stimulated again and again, he lost his sharpness. Now that he was reminded several times, he finally understood. He was a king, so he naturally knew that he could only conquer the world with a lot of soldiers and generals. In order to rule the world, he relied on all the officials. People in this class had very strange tempers. Sometimes, they despised each other because of inexplicable reasons. Sometimes, they would firmly stick together.
All the officials had their pride and couldn't be humiliated.
Qin Song was born in Xie Yuan and famous all over the world. If Qin Yue only raped him, it would be a personal loss. But if he ordered people to torture Qin Song to death because he refused to submit, it would be tyrannical and unscrupulous. It would be a disgrace to all the scholars in the world. If it really spread out, not to mention the other countries, even the scholars in Daqin itself wouldn't work for him.
If it was the Qin Yue from before, he might not take this to heart. But now, he had just conquered the three countries, and it was the most chaotic time. He deeply understood why it was easy to conquer the world, but difficult to rule the world. At this moment, he didn't dare to anger all the officials in the world.
If Qin Song's face wasn't injured, they could quietly kill him and report his sudden death to cover it up a little bit with a grand burial. Even if the officials knew what was going on, those who wanted to curry favor with the powerful would pretend that they didn't know and still surrender. But if there were obvious torture wounds on his face, the officials couldn't pretend to be stupid even if they wanted to.
He was also famous all over the world. It would be difficult to hide his body from the world even if he wanted to leave no bones behind.
Qin Song saw his face change in an instant and knew that he understood. He chuckled and said, "Your Majesty didn't deliberately hide this matter. Now that I have torture wounds on my face … Why don't you torture me again and see if you can make me make a copy of the confession? At that time, if you want to beat me, kill me, or humiliate me, it will be up to Your Majesty. "
Qin Yue looked at him deeply, snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Qin Song watched the figures of these people disappear, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He sighed, "It's really not easy to keep my life."
His eyes fell on the soldering iron that fell on the ground. It was boiling hot just now, but now it was covered with a faint layer of frost.
Qin Song opened his eyes and saw the bed's ceiling, which was engraved with exquisite patterns, as well as layers of bed curtains. He was lying on the bed, refreshed. His wounds had been treated, and his body had been washed. Even his hair was emitting the fragrance of Chinese soap.
If his wrists weren't chained to the head of the bed, this treatment could be considered pretty good.
"Young master, you're awake?" A petite girl with a round face and big eyes came in with a bowl of medicine. She smiled and said, "The doctor also said that you should wake up around this time, so this servant went to boil the medicine. That's 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 tossed around in his thin clothes for so long and was even splashed with water. It would be strange if he didn't fall sick. He frowned and asked, "Where is this place?"
Little Peach said in surprise, "This is the palace. Young master, you don't know? That's right, young master was sick last night and was in a daze … "
She smiled sweetly and said, "Yesterday, the king personally arranged for you. Young master, please be sure to treat your injuries … This servant has been here for three or four years, but I've never seen the king so attentive to anyone!"
Qin Song didn't comment and drank two mouthfuls from Little Peach's hand. He frowned. She fed him two mouthfuls with a small spoon, and she even had to wipe the corner of his mouth. How long was she going to feed him? He'd rather be held by the neck and forced to drink medicine like this.
Just as he was about to ask for a different method, Little Peach saw his frown and her eyes were already red. She said in a panic, "So, sorry, it's all this servant's fault. This servant …"
Before she could finish speaking, a soft laugh came from outside the door. It actually sounded a bit doting. "What, you've just woken up and you're already throwing a tantrum?"
Qin Song immediately felt his hair stand on end.
Qin Yue, dressed in a black robe, pushed the door open and came in. He sat by 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 smile that wasn't a 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 didn't say anything. Qin Yue stretched out the spoon and he opened his mouth to take 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 him.
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 a tiny bit. He was a bit irritated, but when he saw that the youth was calm and unruffled, as if he had already expected him to be like this, he snorted coldly and continued.
The two of them didn't say anything 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 was stiff.
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. But when he turned around, he saw Qin Yue stretch out his finger 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 to indicate, "It's dipped in the medicine."
Qin Song couldn't be counted on, and he didn't want to trouble Qin Yue. 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 looked good for everyone. Children sticking out their tongues was extremely cute, but if it was a fat and wide tongue, it would only make people lose their appetite.
But the tip of the youth's tongue was thin and small, and the 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 somewhat irregular.
Qin Song turned his face and turned his wound covered by a thin layer of gauze to Qin Yue. If he didn't know his place, he would have kicked him. 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 injury. 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 the medicine is extremely numb and itchy. I was afraid that you would accidentally touch it, so I temporarily restricted your movements. When your injury is healed, I will let you go. Don't think too much. "
How could Qin Song not hear the threat in Qin Yue's words?
The injury on his face couldn't protect him for the rest of his life. Even if it couldn't be cured, as long as he could appear in front of people alive and kicking, this matter would naturally be considered over. As for what would happen in the future, wasn't it still up to Qin Yue to decide? Not to mention anything else, if he were to be placed in the palace like this and put on a show of pampering, 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 are the dignified ruler of the most powerful country in the world, yet you have to put on a show of gentleness just to frame me, a follower 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 prison, no matter what he said, Qin Yue would always think about it in his mind. He almost immediately understood what he meant. His expression became slightly serious. Recently, he seemed to have put too much thought into this young man, and he 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 am willing to act with you. Shouldn't you be overjoyed?"
Wasn't this the reason why they, the so-called hostages, came to Western Qin from thousands of li away?
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 will come to see you tomorrow."
He then said, "If there is anything you want to eat or play, just say it. Even if the palace doesn't have it, I will send someone to find it for you outside."
Qin Song didn't answer, and Qin Yue didn't care. He turned and left.
After sending off Qin Yue, Little Peach patted her chest and finally felt alive. She said with envy, "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 said that he would come tomorrow, but he didn't show up for several days. Qin Song was happy with the peace and quiet, so he asked Little Peach to find some miscellaneous books 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 and asked Little Peach to find him a literate person to read.
Little Peach hesitated for a long time before she gathered her courage and reported it. A literate person would be an amazing person. How could they possibly read to someone, especially someone of such status?
However, Qin Yue still kept his word. Not long after, he really did send a literate maidservant over. However, the maidservant's voice was gentle and calm, and Qin Song often fell asleep while listening.
Qin Song's sleep quality was very poor. 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 acted too naturally during the day. If Little Peach and Little Peach didn't see him frowning and biting his lips in pain when he slept, they would have thought that the divine physician's words were exaggerated.
That day, Qin Song was drowsy from listening to a travelogue, but Little Peach happily came in to report, "Gongzi, someone has come to see you!"
Qin Song was slightly stunned, and 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 Qin Song's ears, he felt his heart beat uncontrollably and violently. He subconsciously got up, but was pulled down by the iron chain and fell back down.
Qiu Yun lifted the curtain and saw his sorry appearance. Her heart ached, but she lowered her head and pretended not to see, moving to the side to let the person behind her enter first.
Qin Song was completely unaware and looked at the person who came in, "Her 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 is convenient to extend medical treatment in the palace. Once you have recovered, you will be released back to the hostage residence … Rest well first!"
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