Chapter 5 I can only curse Xiao Jiwu in my heart.
Hearing this, a hint of doubt flashed across the pair of eyes revealed from beneath the twelve masks of Shadow, but he quickly and seriously replied, "The punishment for mission failure is one hundred lashes, as well as needling and branding."
Yun Qingshi: ...
After hearing this, Yun Qingshi was stunned for a while, and then he was deeply desperate.
He closed his eyes weakly, hoping that when he opened them again he would find that all this terrible thing was just a dream.
Then when he opened his eyes again, nothing had changed. Ying Twelve was still looking at him with his bright eyes.
The two looked at each other in silence. Yun Qingshi sighed, shook his head, and then laughed angrily.
Ahhhhhhh, is this going to allow people to live? Is this going to allow people to live?
Isn’t he miserable enough?!
He could not endure any of the tortures: flogging, needling, and branding.
No, he must leave this damn place, it's urgent!
However, before that, he still had to find out the situation before making any plans.
The medicine seemed to be taking effect, and the pain in the wound was no longer unbearable. Thinking of this, Yun Qingshi stood up and walked over to Ying Twelve, patted his shoulder, and whispered, "Twelve, please sit down first. I want to discuss something with you."
Without hesitation, Ying Twelve put down his lunch box and sat back on the stool obediently. "Eleven, you speak."
Yun Qingshi took a moment to organize his words, then sat down and asked, "What I'm trying to say is... you see, we have so many secret guards. Your Highness, aren't you afraid that one day someone will sneak away or rebel?"
After hearing this, Ying Twelve's eyes were filled with surprise: "Eleven, are you confused because of the fever? How could you even forget this?"
Yun Qingshi was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know how to explain it and was also worried that Ying Twelve would become suspicious.
He was about to change the subject, but Ying Twelve continued to explain.
"When we became the master's close guards, we all volunteered to take poison. Since then, we have been required to take the antidote every two months. If we betray the master or flee without the antidote, we will naturally die soon. Moreover, if news of our defection reaches us, the master will definitely send out his guards to hunt us down. No one will be able to escape."
Yun Qingshi was stunned after hearing Ying Twelve's explanation. In fact, he fell into deeper despair.
This bastard of a dog ********************** actually poisoned the secret guard!
Xiao Jiwu is a beast!
Damn it ******************!
Yun Qingshi's face didn't show much expression, but he started swearing in his mind.
Shadow Twelve showed a bit of worry. After a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Eleven...you don't want to escape, do you?"
Then, without waiting for Yun Qingshi to respond, he grabbed his wrist and spoke seriously, "Absolutely not! You can't have such thoughts, Eleven. No."
Hearing this, Yun Qingshi finally came back to his senses. Facing the obvious worry in Shangying Twelve's eyes, he quickly shook his head and explained softly, "No, don't worry. I just asked casually. I didn't mean anything else."
"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early."
After hearing this, Ying Twelve was still worried and said, "Eleven, there are some things that you absolutely cannot do."
Yun Qingshi nodded and replied: "I know, don't worry."
Survival is an instinct. Knowing that it is a dead end, he will definitely not rashly take that road again.
After receiving a positive answer, Ying Twelve felt relieved. After nodding slightly, he picked up the lunch box and prepared to leave.
Yun Qingshi felt hopeless and his eyes swept over the teapot on the table.
He called Ying Twelve again: "By the way, Twelve, can you help me get some water?"
We can think about tomorrow's matters later, but the most urgent matter now is that he is about to die of thirst.
Although he drank a small bowl of pork rib soup, it was a bit salty and he felt even thirstier after drinking it.
Of course, Ying Twelve would not refuse such a small request. He nodded and asked, "Okay, do you want to use it or drink it?"
Yun Qingshi replied: "I want both."
He also wanted to wipe himself off.
Upon hearing this, Ying Twelve nodded again and went out with the lunch box.
After watching the other person leave, Yun Qingshi tiredly leaned his head back and closed his eyes to rest.
The medicine must have taken effect, he started to feel sleepy.
But he had to wipe himself and change his clothes before he could go to sleep, otherwise the blood on his clothes would stain the bed.
Yun Qingshi couldn't help but sigh again as he was thinking randomly in his mind.
This experience in just half a day made him completely devastated and depressed.
But he couldn't even find a way to vent his anger.
I could only curse Xiao Jiwu in my heart.
It's really like crying out to heaven and earth, but no one helps. I don't even have a place to cry out for justice.
It feels like a fist hitting cotton.
He originally wanted to find an opportunity to escape as soon as possible, but since he was being chased and poisoned, it was obviously not a wise move to escape rashly.
But at this point, Yun Qingshi still wanted to ask a question.
He clearly did something good, right? Why did he end up like this?
Just transmigrate into a book. Others either become a nobleman or a leisurely young master from a wealthy family.
As for him, the young master of the Yun family was transformed into a cannon fodder secret guard, and he was the kind who had to take the knife at the critical moment.
Yun Qingshi asked the heavens speechlessly, what if he was just a playboy?
Also, I don’t know if his parents and brothers have received the news.
He should have known, after all, so much time has passed.
That guy has had a smooth life, but I'm afraid he will cry his heart out this time.
But at least he was the least promising one in the family. His two older brothers were more outstanding than the other and would definitely be able to take good care of his parents...
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A moment later, Ying Twelve entered the house again, carrying a wooden barrel in one hand and a teapot in the other.
Seeing this, Yun Qingshi quickly gathered his composure, stood up, took the teapot, and thanked him: "Thank you for helping me, Twelve."
Ying Twelve put down the barrel and shook his head: "I told you not to thank me."
Yun Qingshi nodded: "Okay, I'm fine here, you can go back and rest."
Ying Twelve didn't say anything else after hearing this. He glanced at Yun Qingshi worriedly and pushed the door open and left.
After seeing Ying Twelve off, Yun Qingshi drank a few glasses of water to quench his thirst.
Then he prepared to wash up.
On the small table in front of the window, he saw toiletries, a cup, an abstract toothbrush, and a small box of tooth powder next to it.
Ying Twelve was also very attentive and brought him just the right amount of warm water.
Yun Qingshi was not used to it and brushed his teeth with a toothbrush dipped in tooth powder, then scooped up water to wash his face.
Then he wiped his body and took off all his torn clothes and threw them on the ground.
As the clothes were taken off, he discovered that the body was covered with scars, which showed what kind of life the original owner had lived in the past.
Yun Qingshi couldn't help but frown when he saw this, but without thinking any more, he continued to wipe himself.
He said he was wiping his body, but he only simply wiped off the remaining blood on his body. Because of his wound, he didn't dare to make any big movements.
In fact, according to his condition, he should be bedridden, but he obviously does not have such conditions now, so he has to do everything by himself.
He didn't want to roll into bed covered in blood, so he had to suffer a little.
But he was really slow, and it took him a long time just to wash up.
So much so that by the time he had dealt with everything, he was already extremely sleepy.
He then went to the wardrobe and found a set of clean underwear to change into, then took off his hair crown and untied his hair, then lay down on the couch and fell asleep.
In a daze, Yun Qingshi couldn't help but think that this painkiller was a good thing. It could not only relieve pain but also help with sleep. Otherwise, he would not be able to sleep at all after such a big change today...
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At this time, on the other side, in Yian Palace, Xiao Jiwu burned the secret letter he had just read, but his eyes gradually fell on his index finger.
There was a circle of teeth marks there, left by his secret guards.
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