Chapter 83 It’s great that it’s finally over
Xiao Zhinian brought out the porridge from the food box, stretched out a hand to grab Chen Zhejiang's shoulder, and said, "This is the Jewel Eryu Porridge from Zisu Tower. I have been waiting in line for a long time. It's still hot. Get up and have some."
Shen Zhejiang closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.
"......" Xiao Zhinian was silent for a moment, staring at the back of Shen Zhejiang's head, his tone gradually becoming a little unhappy, "How long do you plan to go against me? Turn around."
Shen Zhejiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he seemed determined to ignore Xiao Zhinian, but the next moment, he was suddenly turned over by that powerful hand.
The severe pain from broken skin and abrasion came almost instantly.
The skin that was seldom exposed was very delicate, and was rubbed by the rough rope, leaving a large circle of horrible blood marks. No one knew how Shen Zhejiang had done it, and even the bright red flesh was exposed.
Every touch was excruciatingly painful.
But Shen Zhejiang frowned slightly and refused to utter a word.
"Chen Zhejiang, open your eyes."
Hearing Xiao Zhinian's commanding tone in his ears, it was cold and very different from the young man before.
Chen Zhejiang couldn't help but think of how Xiao Zhinian would always chase after him and call him "Sir" when he was young. His young face was always filled with a bright and gentle smile. At that time, Xiao Zhinian actually didn't know how much he wanted to kill him with a knife because of his hatred for the child.
Anyway, the crime of treason had already been pinned on him, so he didn't care about adding this charge and just confirmed it directly.
But why be so soft-hearted?
Shen Zhejiang couldn't explain it clearly. Perhaps it was really because of their kinship, so he compromised with himself again and again and advised himself countless times.
Xiao Zhinian was just a child who knew nothing. He didn't want to inflict all his deep hatred on an unrelated person.
Moreover, in the first two years after he was appointed as the Prince's Tutor, Emperor Wu Kun did not relax his surveillance and vigilance against him. Later, those spies who were secretly wary of him retreated slowly.
As time went by, he seemed to have developed another kind of feelings for Xiao Zhinian that he could not show to the public. He had always hidden it well, at least that's what he thought.
If he hadn't allowed himself to continue this dirty relationship, wouldn't these things have happened today...
He is the culprit.
Seeing that Shen Zhejiang didn't respond for a long time, Xiao Zhinian couldn't wait any longer and pinched his face.
"Hmm..."
Shen Zhejiang opened his eyes in pain, but he couldn't control his emotions and showed a hint of pain.
Xiao Zhinian caught it and thought he was hurt, so he relaxed a little and gently rubbed the finger marks on his face with his fingertips, saying in an ambiguous tone: "Sir, listen to me more. I won't do anything to you, okay?"
That ending tone meant that Shen Zhejiang was going to nod.
But Shen Zhejiang just looked at him with an arrogant look, and said two words lightly: "Let go."
Xiao Zhinian's forehead was throbbing, and he squinted his eyes and stared at Shen Zhejiang. He saw his increasingly gloomy and irritable face in those amber eyes, which was familiar yet strange.
Finally he took a breath.
"Drink porridge."
The bowl was suddenly handed to Shen Zhejiang's lips.
The steam rises, so close, yet so far away.
Shen Zhejiang avoided it: “I’m not hungry.”
Xiao Zhinian pinched him, forcing Shen Zhejiang to open his mouth. The meaning was self-evident. Shen Zhejiang was trapped in a small world and could not escape no matter what. He bit his lower lip in the same unyielding manner.
During the stalemate, half a bowl of hot porridge spilled onto Shen Zhejiang's collar, and more splashed onto the gap between Xiao Zhinian's metacarpal bones, scalding an area red.
"You really don't want to drink?"
"......"
"Okay," Xiao Zhinian gritted his teeth and threw the bowl behind him. With a loud bang, his deep voice fell into Shen Zhejiang's ears, as if something had exploded. "Very good."
Shen Zhejiang was startled suddenly. Before he could figure out where the fear came from, Xiao Zhinian suddenly tore off Shen Zhejiang's waist belt and pulled his clothes to his ankles like a madman.
The doubled sense of humiliation immediately rushed to the top of Shen Zhejiang's head. He seemed like a fish out of water, struggling on the bed: "Xiao Zhinian, you are going to do this to me again..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp numbness and pain in his buttocks.
Xiao Zhinian actually hit him...
This realization made Shen Zhejiang feel that Xiao Zhinian was humiliating him.
“Stop… ah…”
But Xiao Zhinian didn't listen to his shouting at all. It was the male desire to conquer that was at work. He frowned, and angry sparks danced in his eyes: "Before, I was disobedient, and you slapped my palm. Now you are disobeying me, you should be punished!"
As he spoke, his strength increased by three points.
Shen Zhejiang was held down on the back by his hand, with his face turned sideways, unable to move. He could only endure the pain inflicted by Xiao Zhinian in this humiliating posture.
"Xiao Zhinian, stop it..."
Shen Zhejiang cried and shouted until his voice gradually became hoarse.
Compared to the physical pain, the mental torment is a thousand times stronger.
There were moments when he felt like he couldn't breathe and Shen Zhejiang felt like he was really going to suffocate, but that didn't happen and he started coughing again.
“Cough cough…cough cough!!”
However, after just a few coughs, a rusty smell of blood rose up into his throat, stronger than any previous time, and he spat it out of his mouth with a "splash".
The pillow and mattress were dyed red, and half of Shen Zhejiang's face was also dyed red.
Is he going to die...
very nice.
It's finally over.
Shen Zhejiang slowly lowered his extremely tired eyelids. Through the last ray of light, he saw Xiao Zhinian's dazed expression, which then turned into a very anxious look, an anxious look that Shen Zhejiang had never seen before, and he rushed towards him.
"Shen Zhejiang!!"
Then, he could see nothing.
Xiao Zhinian panicked and hugged the unconscious Shen Zhejiang into his arms, supporting his limp neck.
Blood blurred Shen Zhejiang's face and pierced into Xiao Zhinian's eyes like a bayonet.
"Chen Zhejiang! Wake up! Don't scare me. Do you want to be untied? I will untie you right now! If you wake up, I won't tie you up anymore..."
Xiao Zhinian put Shen Zhejiang back on the pillow. His trembling hands failed to hold the rope firmly for several times. He finally grabbed it and tried to untie it for a long time, but he was in a panic and couldn't untie it.
"It will be quick... I will take you to see the imperial physician right now, everything will be fine..." He murmured, "I will not let anything happen to you, it will be fine in a while..."
Because he was afraid that Shen Zhejiang would escape, Xiao Zhinian forgot that he was tying a dead knot, and in a hurry, he put the matter out of his mind.
"Chen Zhejiang, I won't let anything happen to you!" His fingers were rubbed by the hemp rope again and again, and the skin was broken and bleeding. Seeing that the rope was still intact, Xiao Zhinian roared angrily, "Huai Wu! Bring everyone in the Imperial Hospital to me!!"
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