"Don't come over here." Yan Qing looked shocked.
One of the men, who had a scar on his face, sneered, "You're just a jerk, why are you pretending to be so noble? We're having sex with you because we think highly of you."
As they spoke, the four of them rushed forward together and controlled Yan Qing.
Yan Qing wanted to scream, but one of them covered his mouth directly, and only fragmented whimpers of pain came out of his mouth.
The surrounding prison guards saw everything that happened in the cell, but no one intervened.
Even among the prisoners in the same cell, some came forward to share a piece of the pie, while others closed their eyes and pretended to know nothing.
Yan Qing was tortured all night long. His eyes gradually became blurred from the initial clarity, and finally became empty and lifeless.
What's wrong with him and Yuwen being in love? Why do these people insult him like this?
Yuwen, do you really not want me anymore?
When the first ray of sunlight shone through the ventilation window above his head, he closed his eyes in despair.
A prisoner on top of him was startled when he saw he was motionless and quickly got off him.
"Hey, hey, hey, stop playing dead for me."
Yan Qing remained motionless, and everyone in the cell was a little panicked.
"Isn't he dead?"
"Pah, pah, it's not that easy to die."
Someone checked his breath and found that he was still breathing, so they felt relieved.
When the jailer discovered Yan Qing's miserable condition, he warned the other people in the prison. To prevent him from being tortured to death, the jailer moved Yan Qing to a separate cell.
Ever since that day, Yan Qing spent most of his time in a daze. In those seemingly desperate eyes, one could vaguely see a hint of forbearance and viciousness.
After a few days of being in a daze, late at night, the jailers fell one by one, and a dark figure quietly entered the prison. After hearing the movement, Yan Qing looked up at the man in black.
"Who are you?" Yan Qing looked at the man in black, "Did Yuwen ask you to rescue me?"
As he spoke, a look of hope flashed in his eyes.
The man in black didn't say anything, but walked straight towards him.
Yan Qing sensed the danger, the murderous intent from the man in black. He kept backing away until he was at the corner, with nowhere to retreat.
"Someone come!" Yan Qing shouted loudly, but the whole cell was silent and everyone was fast asleep.
The only sober people were Yan Qing and the man in black in front of him.
The man in black grabbed his neck, his eyes cold and emotionless.
Yan Qing struggled continuously, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. The air in his chest became less and less, and waves of dull pain came from his chest.
He held the man's hand tightly, and in the struggle, the man's wrist was exposed. When he saw the black mole on the inside of the man's wrist, his eyes widened.
He had seen this person in Yu Wen's study before!
Why, why did he send someone to kill him!
Yan Qing's struggling hands gradually loosened, and he still had no will to fight for his life.
When he was about to be strangled to death, the man in black suddenly let out a painful groan, and the hand that was strangling his neck suddenly loosened.
Two more men in black appeared in the cell. They attacked the man with the black mole directly. The man wanted to kill Yan Qing before escaping, but unfortunately the other two did not give him any chance.
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