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She was beautiful,
It was a pity that her identity was special and she was locked up because of that matter. She didn't dare to act recklessly before the higher-ups gave the order.
The man let go and said, "Give me the thing."
The subordinate handed over a piece of paper,
The man took it,
He stretched it out in front of Qin Song,
He said, "On this,
It's the thing you confessed to just now,
You should still remember, right? In a while, obediently copy it and sign it,
Then you don't have to suffer anymore … Hmm? "
Qin Song raised his head to take a look.
Perhaps it was because the pain was too much just now,
His memory was a little blurry. He only remembered that he couldn't stand the pain and admitted to whatever they said,
He only wanted to suffer less. It seemed that it was indeed these things.
Qin Song was silent for a moment,
He said, "How about I press my fingerprint?" His voice was low, hoarse and weak.
He actually dared to make conditions!
The man sneered sinisterly, "What do you think?"
Qin Song sighed and said, "Then forget it." If he really wanted to admit that he was a Northern Qi spy,
He would personally write the confession of assassinating Qin Yue to drive a wedge between the Qin and Chu countries.
Waiting for him and his family,
It would definitely be the most miserable fate. Even Chu Chu would be implicated.
He closed his eyes and stopped talking.
The man was furious. He pinched his chin forcefully and said with a sinister smile, "You think you didn't enjoy enough just now, right? Since you don't want to write, then it's useless to keep those 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 assassinated him, or do you want to force me to copy the story you made up? Do you want to ask first before you come? "
The man's expression turned solemn. "You assassinated the King for another reason?" Wasn't it because of the matter in bed? Was there another 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.
"In the beginning, he was so arrogant." The man who first carried out the punishment 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 me his ancestor. 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 waking 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 sitting in front of him, and 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 and did not know how to continue the conversation.
Should he refute: Nonsense, the King doesn't 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 mean by 'obedient like a dog'?"
The man trembled and knelt on the ground, saying anxiously, "My King, this boy has forgotten the pain after the scar has healed. As long as I teach him a lesson, he will immediately be obedient!"
"Is that so?" Qin Yue chuckled and got up to pick something in the brazier. He pulled out a red-hot soldering iron. The man heard the sound and looked up. Seeing this, he hurriedly said, "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, but the next moment, he let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground, twitching and rolling 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. The corners of his lips curled up, "It's really interesting."
His gaze fell on Qin Song.
The boy pursed his lips, his face 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, it was no different from before. Those people didn't torture him for any confession, they just wanted to torture 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, "It's really interesting."
He slowly walked forward, lifted the boy's chin, and put the red soldering iron close to his face, saying, "I heard that you are very afraid of pain?"
Qin Song did his best to turn his head to avoid the approaching heat wave. His voice was still light, "Yes."
Qin Yue lowered his head. The boy under his palm was trembling. His face was as pale as paper. His drooping eyelashes were very moving. His lips that were soaked in cold water were pale, but the shape was astonishingly beautiful.
Qin Yue looked and unconsciously stroked his lips with his thumb. Sure enough … it was as soft and beautiful as he imagined.
His desire to torture 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 became angry. He fiercely shook his head, avoiding Qin Yue's finger that was reaching 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, with a certain 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 kind of fear was so shallow, as if he was sitting below the stage and watching the emotions of others … Most importantly, why did that bright red piece of metal look a little intimate and enticing?
"Open your mouth!" Qin Yue pinched the boy's chin and made a gesture to turn 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 tranquil 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 burning 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 for me!"
Qin Song woke up and saw Qin Yue's enlarged face. It was still gloomy, but there was a trace of exasperation in it. 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 voice, "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 stupid. Previously, he only treated Qin Song as a plaything. After being provoked 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 and disliked each other for 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 Qin Song didn't want to submit and he ordered people to torture him to death, it would be tyrannical and immoral. 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 that he had just conquered the three countries, 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 he had obvious injuries on his face, the officials couldn't pretend to be stupid even if they wanted to.
But he was famous all over the world. It was difficult to hide his body from the world even if he wanted to leave no bones.
Qin Song saw that his face changed in an instant and knew that he had figured it out. He chuckled and said, "His Majesty didn't deliberately hide this matter from the public. Now that my face has been tortured … Why don't you torture me again and see if you can make me make a copy of the confession? At that time, it's up to Your Majesty to beat, kill, and humiliate me. "
Qin Yue gave him a deep look, snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Qin Song watched 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 hot just now, but now it was covered with a layer of faint white frost.
Chapter 16
Seeing the sun again, Qin Song felt as if a lifetime had passed. Through the window, he looked at the crowds on the street and the bustling shops. He felt familiar yet strange.
Suddenly, he was slightly surprised and said, "Why are there so many people from Qi in Qin?" Perhaps because the people of Qi always rode on horses, their hairstyle was very different from the people of the Central Plains. They liked to braid their hair or simply shave it.
Sitting opposite him was a young man with a cold and almost numb face. He said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty and Princess Chu's wedding day is approaching. The King Of Qi sent an envoy to congratulate you."
Qin Song just remembered that Princess Chu had been in Qin for four months. The wedding day was in a month. Thinking of the messy relationship between Qin Yue and Yi An, Qin Song frowned slightly. In fact, this kind of thing was not uncommon in Southern Chu, let alone in Daqin, which had always been unruly. But Qin Song was like other people and couldn't see this as an elegant thing. He only felt disgusted.
Suddenly, he sighed softly. It had only been two months since he came to Qin, but more things had happened than in the previous ten years. Even now, when he thought of what happened in Southern Chu, it was as if it had happened in a dream. It was hazy and unreal.
The carriage stopped. Qin Song got off and knocked on the door. For a long time, no one answered. The carriage left without waiting for him to enter, but the young man in the same carriage got off and stood quietly behind him.
Qin Song frowned, "You're not leaving?"
The young man said, "His Majesty ordered me to follow you."
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