Forty-one
"You have suffered." Feng He laid him on the bed and untied the ropes on Yun Qi's hands and feet with his own hands. The fair skin under the ropes was already red.
Feng He saw it and showed a bit of heartache on his face.
Yun Qi snorted coldly and ruthlessly exposed him, "You knew exactly what kind of person Yashi was, yet you allowed him to bully others. Were you just waiting for this moment to suddenly appear and make others think you're a hero?"
Feng He feigned innocence and said, "Ah Qi, you misunderstood me. I have warned him many times, but he has served me for a long time, so I softened my heart every time. But this time he treated you like this, I will definitely punish him."
"Thank you, but no, I don't need that." Yun Qi was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned his back, out of sight, out of mind.
From this position, Feng He could just see the spot where Qingji had just applied medicine to Yunqi. The area that he hadn't had time to cover up was swollen and purple.
Feng He was silent for a moment, and then suddenly changed his tone of voice, like two completely different people compared to a few seconds ago.
"Qi, perhaps there's one thing you don't understand. I don't need to do anything deliberately. And the object of your supposed heroism is only you."
Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?
ill…
Yunqi didn't want to pay attention to him, so he didn't respond.
But the sudden approach of Feng He's breath made Yun Qi stiffen almost imperceptibly.
He turned his head quickly, but before he could figure out what was going on, Feng He's hand had already reached in front of him, grabbed his resting left hand, and pressed his whole body against him. Yun Qi's heart sank immediately.
He was eager to throw an elbow, but he was controlled so tightly that he could hardly move.
"What on earth do you want to do!?" Yun Qi immediately shouted.
Feng He gently stroked Yun Qi's injured area with his other hand and said frivolously, "Of course I want to prove it to you."
Yun Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Give me the antidote if you can."
Feng He didn't deny it at all, "That won't do, but it seems like you still don't understand, Ah Qi."
"I understand you, uncle! Can you afford to drive?"
Yunqi is very irritable.
Feng He smiled faintly, let go of him, stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing this, Yun Qi also quickly stood up, moved to the side of the bed several times, and finally sat in the corner farthest from Feng He.
Although it was embarrassing, fortunately, nothing was wrong.
Yun Qi stared at Feng He's back and said stubbornly, "You're smart."
Unexpectedly, the next second, Feng He shouted directly outside: "Someone come."
Soon after, four or five people dressed as Yue guards came in.
Feng He: "Tie them up."
Yun Qi: ???
Who? What are you tying?
It wasn't until the guards started to do something to him that he realized...
Tie him up?
What the hell!?
But this time he was not tied up, but only his hands and feet were fixed to the bed. Although Yunqi had struggled with all his might during this process, it was obvious that he could not break free no matter what.
And this scene is especially like this person is going to...
Yunqi sometimes really hopes that this person’s thinking can be more unique, and that he doesn’t think the same as he does!
Yun Qi looked at Feng He in horror as he drove those people away and slowly walked towards him.
Perhaps he was really panicking, Yun Qi's voice trembled a little: "No... it's meaningless if you call for help. If you dare, let's have a 1v1. Give me the antidote. You decide what to compete with. If I lose, you can do whatever you want. It's reasonable. What are you doing now?"
Feng He sat back on the bedside again, looking at him with a half-smile, "1v1? Ah Qi is really special. I can hardly understand what he's saying."
After saying that, he untied Yunqi's belt very smoothly, and it took Yunqi a long time to react.
"Hey!" Yun Qi immediately exploded: "Don't think that just because I came here with you, you can do whatever you want. I have someone working for me. Be careful, I'm looking for someone real, do you hear me?"
"Real? Hmm, not bad. I learned a new word. Qi, could you explain it to me someday?" Feng He was not threatened at all. If he didn't know the other party's attitude at first, he might really think he was chatting with someone.
"Just fuck you, beat you, gang-bang you!"
"Oh~"
Feng He remained unaffected.
As he spoke, Yunqi's outer coat had already piled up on both sides of his body, and the collar of his inner coat was also slightly open.
Yun Qi immediately swallowed his saliva and continued to exert his strength, "Listen to me..."
"you say."
“I…I…” My mouth is burning… “…I’m sick!” Yun Qi finally hardened his heart and made up a rumor for himself.
But you know what, it really worked. Feng He's smooth movements finally paused for a moment.
"Are you...sick?" Feng He didn't know whether he believed it or not, and he even repeated it on purpose. However, Yun Qi thought that he might have a chance seeing as how he looked.
So just go for it!
"Yes! That's right! I originally wanted to hide it for myself, but I really can't bear to see you make mistakes again and again, Prince. Even for the sake of your health, you shouldn't..."
"So what?"
"Huh?" Yun Qi was stunned for a moment.
Feng He casually placed his hand on the upper part of his knee, with only a thin layer of cloth between their skin.
"Qi has thought so much about me. If I were to despise him, how could I be a human being?"
"Ah? Actually...it's not that serious. I think you should just give birth..."
Having said this, Feng He's hand moved again!
This time it seemed to be unstoppable, moving all the way up along his legs.
"Wait, wait!"
Just when you are about to arrive somewhere.
Yun Qi immediately shouted, "Feng He!"
Feng He's hand suddenly stopped at that very close position.
I don’t know when it started, but Yunqi’s breathing became extremely rapid and his heart beat at a frequency that was not its normal frequency.
Feng He's gaze drifted to the faint redness at the corners of his eyes. After a moment, he spoke calmly, "Qi, do you understand now?"
Yun Qi stared blankly at the person in front of him, and exhaled as if he had lost all his strength. After an unknown amount of time, he said in a weak and slightly tired voice: "I understand... I understand..."
Feng He smiled, "That's right. Look, I can definitely use force, but I'm willing to spend time and effort on you. If Ah Qi misunderstands me again, I'll be sad."
Feng He could see hatred in Yun Qi's eyes when he looked at him, but he was never afraid of hatred.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.
"Prince, the miracle doctor wants to see you."
Feng He responded casually, but his attention was always on Yun Qi.
His hand gave up the place it was originally going to, and then moved smoothly to the waist, and then said gently: "Let's leave it at that for today. Qingji helped you before, and you are quite familiar with him. Let him accompany you later. But next time you cry, I won't feel bad."
Feng He reluctantly took his hand away, slowly stood up and left the room. Not long after he walked out, Qing Ji seemed to be pushed by someone, and staggered a few steps before standing firm. His eyes quickly locked on the person on the bed, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Then he walked over quickly and started to help Yunqi untie the rope without saying a word. As he did so, he asked, "How are you?"
At this moment, the other party's anxious and frantic movements seemed to have no effect on Yun Qi's emotions. He said calmly, "I'm fine."
Until all the ropes were untied, Yunqi sat up with the help of Qingji, raised his hand and used his index finger to hook the tears that had not yet disappeared from the corner of his eyes, and looked at them intently for a while.
Qingji was silent for a while and tried to comfort him, "Maybe..." This is not a bad thing.
But he only said two words before Yun Qi interrupted him directly, and what he said was completely unrelated to what had just happened.
"Who is the miracle doctor?"
…
In the side courtyard.
Feng He supported his head with his hands, as if he was thinking about something.
"Prince, what's bothering you?"
Feng He glanced at him and said with a sense of loss, "I just tried it out, but I didn't see the magic weapon the miracle doctor mentioned."
"May I ask how the prince tried it?"
Feng He said without hesitation: "He just... tied him up and touched him a few times. Is that not enough?"
The doctor put on a helpless smile and said, "Perhaps the prince needs to try a few more methods before he can succeed."
Feng He was troubled again, "How can I try again? Next time I can just..."
"Prince," the doctor interrupted, "you can decide this matter yourself."
Feng He put his hand down upon hearing this and leaned back. He felt that this man was extremely boring, so he sighed and said to himself, "I really can't understand why he is so resistant to me."
Hearing this, the doctor paused with the wine glass at his lips and said, "Could it be that the prince really wants to take him in?"
After asking, he took a sip.
Feng He said without thinking: "It's rare to meet such a beauty, one must think about it, once the artifact is obtained, it will not be easy to keep him by her side."
The miracle doctor suddenly paused when he heard this, as if he was thinking about something.
Stay around?
Isn't this also a way?
Thinking of this, he glanced at Feng He and smiled strangely.
Feng He narrowed his eyes. To him, this weirdness was nothing more than the other party coming up with some weird ideas. Although his smile was ugly, it was harmless.
"I can help you."
Feng He was a little surprised. "The miracle doctor has never cared about my romantic affairs, but now he is willing to help me. Could it be that... he has something on his mind again?" Feng He looked at him with a smile.
"This time, it's just a gift from us as an ally."
Since he said so, Feng He had no reason to refuse, "Okay, okay, then this prince will wait and see."
As soon as he left the side yard, Feng He took out something from his arms, held the hanging rope and shook it in front of him.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Beidou jade token that was stolen from Yunqi.
It turned out that when Feng He found Ya Shu today, Ya Shu handed it to him with both hands, and even exaggerated it, saying that Yun Qi protected him so much, it must be a gift from some important person, maybe another lover.
Feng He didn't take it seriously at first and even pretended to scold Ya Shu because he had enough confidence. However, Yun Qi's performance today made him have doubts.
According to the divine doctor's account of the last time the artifact appeared in the world, and everything the delegation experienced upon returning home...
Feng He paused and stared closely at the pattern of the Big Dipper on the jade token.
Could it be...
Is it him?
A few days later, we crossed the border and arrived at Qinglan Town.
The drunkard stared into the mouth of the wine gourd. After a few seconds, he shouted in disbelief, "It's gone!"
When he shouted these three words, he happened to be next to a pub, and the waiter standing at the door looked at him with disgust.
The drunkard really wanted to argue with him, but he was short of money and couldn't humiliate him with money. He was also used to wearing the clothes of a "great immortal". Wouldn't it be embarrassing to quarrel with a mortal?
The drunkard could only glare at him angrily until the man could not find a reason to attack him and was stared away by him. Only then did the drunkard reluctantly calm down a little.
"cut!"
Having gotten the upper hand, the drunkard turned around and was about to leave, but he was in such a hurry that he didn't pay attention to the situation around him and bumped into someone head-on.
"Hey? You..."
"Don't you look at the road?"
The man successfully continued his words, and the drunkard immediately looked up and said, "You, you, you, you..."
"Why aren't you keeping an eye on it in the palace?" the man continued.
The drunkard was stunned for a moment. He had to say that it was unlucky to see the other person like this. He didn't care what was going on. He had to teach this young man a lesson today.
"Could you please stop acting so listless all day? Young man, you should be energetic, passionate about life, and be positive. You're really ruining your luck, don't you know?"
The young man he was talking about was the famous National Master.
At this moment, the Imperial Master's eyes were empty, and he had already been in silent mourning, feeling more dead than dead.
After the lecture, the drunkard finally remembered his business. He whispered, "Yeah, didn't I tell you to look after the Emperor? Why did you follow me out?"
The Imperial Master sighed, "Why don't you take a look behind?"
"Behind? Behind what?"
The drunkard moved aside and glanced behind the national teacher, but there was nothing. He turned around and looked behind him as if possessed by a ghost.
The moment I met someone's gaze, my whole body, no, even the ground beneath my feet was frozen three feet.
“Majestic…”
Ling Junyan: "Shut up."
The drunkard pursed his lips for a moment, then turned around like a zombie.
The Imperial Master sighed again.
Oh, I'm really tired...
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