There is a not-so-big pond in the yard opposite, with a few koi fish in it, left by the original owner.
At this moment, the koi fish fled in all directions, hiding at the bottom of the water in fear, not daring to approach the edge of the pond that was shaking continuously.
Yu Jinshu was soaked all over, his face was pale because he had been in the water for too long. He lay limply on the edge of the pool, gasping for breath, his throat burning with pain from choking on the water. He looked extremely miserable, in stark contrast to Yu Qizhe, who was standing quietly beside him like a lush forest of bamboo.
Just as his breathing calmed down, an irresistible hand grabbed his head again and pushed him into the pool. The water rushed into his nostrils, mouth, and ears. He couldn't count how many times he was pushed into the water. Yu Jinshu didn't even have the strength to resist. The hand pressing on his head seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't resist at all.
Death from suffocation approached again. Yu Jinshu felt dizzy and was really scared. He also realized that Yu Qizhe was different from before. If he wanted to control and threaten him, he had ten thousand ways to torture him.
Immersed in the water that penetrated every pore, Yu Jinshu opened his eyes and saw the sparkling water surface. He was vaguely reminded of an afternoon many years ago, in the woods by the river in Qingyu Village, when Yu Qizhe, who was half a head shorter than him, was clearly pinned under him, but the man clenched his fist and hit him on the forehead with it, causing him to see stars. Then Yu Qizhe knocked him to the ground and grabbed his neck.
He was just like he is today, crying out to the heavens and the earth for help but no one answered. No matter how he fought back or how he fought, the hands on his neck never let go. That was the first time he felt fear. He couldn't breathe, and the pain of suffocation was too terrible. But these were not the most terrifying things. What made him tremble in his dreams at midnight was Yu Qizhe's cold eyes.
He still remembered that when he was about to be strangled to death, Yu Qizhe sat on him. His small face had no expression except for his narrow eyes, which were cold and without any emotion.
It was as if he was already a dead man, as if the person he was strangling was not a human being, and it was no different from slaughtering a chicken or a fish.
Later, Yu Qizhe was ill for many years. The second wife became disabled and weak in character. He gradually forgot this fear. But today, the nightmare from many years ago came back again, and he had to engrave this trembling fear in his bones and never forget it.
Endless water poured into his nasal cavity. When Yu Jinshu thought he was going to die, he was dragged out of the water again and thrown to the ground. This time he crawled to Yu Qizhe’s feet, tears streaming down his face. He breathed in the air greedily and begged for mercy from Yu Qizhe: "I was wrong, fifth brother, I really know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, please forgive me, please forgive me..."
Yu Qizhe was tall and slender, and his tall body cast a shadow on the ground. Yu Jinshu knelt in the shadow. He looked up at him and found that he looked very much like he did many years ago, except that his face was no longer as immature as he was in his youth. His jade-like face was as still as a mountain, but to Yu Jinshu, he looked like a demon or a ghost.
"It seems that the second brother has learned the rules." Yu Qizhe lowered his head and glanced at him indifferently, then slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped the water marks on his hands.
Yu Jinshu nodded repeatedly like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy. He was so frightened that he no longer dared to think about the little thoughts he had in the past.
"Second brother, you must think carefully about what you can do and what you can say in the future." After saying this, Yu Qizhe didn't even give him a look. He straightened his robe and left.
Watching him walk out of the courtyard, Yu Jinshu collapsed on the ground, completely relieved. He had only one thought in his mind: he must stay as far away from Yu Qizhe as possible in the future, otherwise his life would be in danger.
When the courtyard gate opened and Yu Qizhe came out, Yu Zhou didn't dare to ask more questions and hurried in to see Yu Jinshu.
"Father, Mother, let's go to Liu's house." Yu Qizhe went back to his room, changed into a scarlet robe, and handed the betrothal gift list to Song Chun.
"Is Jinshu okay?" Song Chun asked.
Yu Qizhe shook his head. Song Chun knew that he was sensible, so he stopped talking and picked up the betrothal gift list to look at it with Yu Mengshan. This marriage was granted by the emperor, which meant that the emperor was the matchmaker. There was no need to invite a matchmaker, and they could just go and propose.
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