Chapter 041 The Ambitious Regent 3
Jian Ziyan opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he had experienced.
He had thought about not letting the child go when he came back, and he was prepared to bear all his anger and hatred, but among those assumptions, there was only... the current situation.
Jian Ziyan felt extremely painful. The most painful thing he had ever imagined was not even one ten-thousandth of what he was experiencing now.
Feeling ashamed and angry, he grabbed Pei Mingjue's pale wrist on the dragon robe. A hint of crimson carved green appeared faintly, and then disappeared quietly after a moment without attracting anyone's attention.
The carriage that came to take the Regent to the palace stayed outside the palace for a long time that day, but they did not wait for the Regent to come out of the palace. They only received the order to leave.
The curfew fell, the palace gates slowly closed, and the Regent never came out again.
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【419:……
Jian Ziyan: "...cough."
419's voice was dull: "I was wrong. I only knew that you were a scumbag, but I didn't expect you to be so vulgar. Not only can you attack the protagonist, you can even attack the protagonist..."
"First of all, let me emphasize that it was the protagonist who attacked me." Jian Ziyan said innocently, "Secondly, I really didn't expect this. I expected Pei Mingjue to put me in jail and torture me. He came up with such a brilliant move and disrupted my plan. You can't blame me. I'm also a victim!"
419: "Do you think I believe it?"
Jian Ziyan: "Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me. Don't bother me. I need to consider changing my plan."
Jian Ziyan felt like he was trapped in a terrible nightmare.
His soft long hair was held in his hands and played with lovingly, becoming an element of humiliation. The frivolous and insulting attitude was even worse than that of treating the most despicable prostitute.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look like that?"
The man bit his earlobe gently with a hoarse and smiling voice.
"Anyway, you should have gotten used to this kind of thing by now, right? Or is it that Father can do this to you, but I can't?"
"You bastard!"
Jian Ziyan cursed hoarsely. He didn't dare to look at himself, and he didn't want to face the malicious and insulting gaze of the child he once loved. He closed his eyes tightly, but his chin was pinched and he was forced to open his eyes and look.
He was even carried to the cold dragon throne.
"Haven't you always wanted to take this position? As your student, I have to fulfill your wish." Pei Mingjue's voice was full of suppressed hatred. "Shouldn't the teacher praise me for being such a respectful student? You watch carefully!"
"Watch this carefully!"
The roar was deafening. Jian Ziyan's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly opened his eyes!
His entire body was soaked with cold sweat, and his frail body felt as if it had been crushed under the wheels of a car several times. Not only his external body, but also his internal organs would ache and a fishy-sweet taste would appear in his throat if he moved the slightest.
His eyes were unfocused for a while, then gradually focused.
Since he was lying down, then he... was sent home?
As soon as this thought flashed through Jian Ziyan's mind, his eyes fixed on the intricate and gorgeous curtains above his head, and his face turned pale instantly.
How could he not recognize this curtain? He had once spent the most humiliating and painful time in this room. He tried his best but could not escape. It was not until he killed that man that he thought he would be completely relieved.
However, he didn't expect that after going around in circles, he would end up back here and start another new nightmare.
This place is not some other place but... the emperor's bedroom.
The moment he recognized the place, Jian Ziyan almost collapsed. He tried to curl up in pain, but it caused a series of metal collision sounds.
Jian Ziyan was stunned. He thought of a possibility and lifted the quilt in disbelief. After seeing what was tied around his ankle, his face turned as pale as a ghost.
His breathing became unstable, and he stretched out his trembling fingertips to touch the thing, his heart filled with shock and bitterness.
How could this happen... Things shouldn't be as he thought...
However, the person who pushed the door open shattered all his fantasies.
In the dim light, the young king was wearing a dragon robe, his features submerged in the morning light. All that could be seen was his figure, straight as a knife, like the cold moon half-hidden behind the clouds.
But in Jian Ziyan's eyes, this was as eerie and terrifying as a ghost crawling out of hell to take his life, causing his pupils to shrink instantly and he froze on the spot.
"What's wrong, teacher?"
The visitor took a few steps inside, and as the door closed, Pei Mingjue's evil and handsome face was revealed.
He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with a cruelty that was completely different from his expression.
"Have you always wanted to live in this palace? Now that your students have satisfied you, aren't you happy?"
For a moment, scenes from the nightmare reappeared in Jian Ziyan's mind. He raised a trembling hand and pointed at Pei Mingjue, almost unable to suppress his emotions.
"You...how come you..."
How could it become so despicable!
How can you become... like your father...
His outstretched fingers were slowly grasped by another pair of slender, calloused hands, with a force that was tight enough to almost break his finger bones.
"Teacher, are you still not satisfied?" Pei Mingjue leaned over. Even though they were so close, he made people feel so unattainable. The contempt revealed in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was enough to make anyone with self-respect feel painful.
He pretended to be distressed: "This is not easy to deal with. Can you only be satisfied if you ascend the throne yourself? It's just a pity that the morning court is over now. All the ministers acknowledge that I am the only true dragon emperor. Even your subordinates are eager to show their loyalty to me."
Pei Mingjue looked like a weak young man, but no matter how hard Jian Ziyan tried to pull his hand back, he was unable to resist his strength.
Jian Ziyan's heart was filled with incomparable disappointment and anger.
As a king, you can be vicious, cruel, and even treat human life as worthless.
But how can you insult others in such a despicable way, and bring such a disgrace to the royal family!
Jian Ziyan's eyes were filled with deep disappointment. He stared at Pei Mingjue steadily, which made Pei Mingjue subconsciously feel a little uncomfortable.
But he immediately realized, how could he not help but be soft-hearted towards this person at this time?
Does he deserve it?
"It seems that the teacher has agreed." Pei Mingjue's eyes and voice turned cold. He threw Jian Ziyan back onto the bed and looked down at him condescendingly. "If that's the case, I'm sorry I can't obey your order."
Jian Ziyan seemed extremely disappointed. He stroked his chest and coughed a few times, then said hoarsely, "Your Majesty has already punished me. If you think I am guilty, please put me in jail. According to the laws of Dajing, even if you are the emperor, you cannot imprison people privately."
"You are actually talking to me about laws?" Pei Mingjue was almost laughing out of anger. "The crimes you have committed cannot be forgiven even if you are cut into pieces! Who gave you the courage to try to control me until now? Do you still think that I am the weak and powerless prince who could only be manipulated by you?"
"I dare not." Jian Ziyan did not look up at him, but stared at the pattern on the bed. "It's just according to the law..."
"Don't mention this damn law to me!"
Pei Mingjue pinched Jian Ziyan's chin and forced him to look up at him. In his dark eyes, he saw his own distorted face.
"Why didn't you mention the law when you seduced the late emperor? Why didn't you mention the law when you poisoned me? When you stabbed my father in the chest, why didn't you think that the law you violated was enough to get you executed along with your entire clan?"
He really hated these things.
Jian Ziyan felt like his jaw was almost twisted off. The intense pain made the redness at the corners of his eyes and on his lips even more intense, making him seem as if he was silently weeping tears of blood.
"Since I have committed a crime punishable by the extermination of my entire clan, Your Majesty, please punish me." His voice was hoarse, and he was no longer angry. "It's a pity that I am the only one in my family, so Your Majesty cannot punish my entire clan."
Pei Mingjue stared at him gloomily. He wanted to tear apart this face that was pretending to be calm. He wanted to scream at him regardless of his identity and dignity, venting all his fear and hatred over the years. He wanted to strangle this man by the neck and suffocate him, and ask him when he was dying whether he had ever felt any guilt for his past actions.
But when he moved his gaze to Jian Ziyan's fragile neck, which was forced to be raised, his eyes became dangerous.
Since you admit that you were foolish toward this man, let him live.
He is now the emperor, and no one can control his life anymore, not anyone.
"Teacher is worthy of being the regent with great power. Even when talking about life and death, he is so calm and peaceful." The corners of his lips curled up into a wicked smile, his eyes full of undisguised malice, "I really wanted to kill you before, but now I have changed my mind.
Dead teachers, living teachers may be more useful and more conducive to atonement."
Jian Ziyan's pupils dilated, and he couldn't believe what he heard.
In his eyes, he could see the shadow of Pei Mingjue slowly approaching.
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After Jian Ziyan was completely unable to move, Pei Mingjue waved his hand, and a palace maid walked in with lowered brows and eyes, holding a bowl of familiar medicinal soup in her hand.
Jian Ziyan, who had no strength left, trembled all over when he saw other people coming in. He grabbed the quilt and tried to cover his face, but his wrist was held and pulled down without any explanation, revealing his face.
For the first time, Jian Ziyan showed panic on his face: "No..."
He thought that it was a secret that he was brought here, and only Pei Mingjue knew about it. Why would a servant walk in without any scruples now? Did everyone know about it now?
When he thought of the rumors that were circulating throughout the palace, no, maybe even outside the palace, his heart began to tremble uncontrollably.
No... don't do this...
He could bear all the infamy, he could pave the way for the young emperor with his own blood, he could be hated by Pei Mingjue and even the whole world, but he should not do it in this way... he should not deprive him of his last dignity...
However, Pei Mingjue could not hear his inner pleas, and he showed his face forcefully, and specifically ordered: "Why don't you come and feed the Regent the medicine? Can't you see that he is unable to move?"
The palace maid shivered, hurried forward, scooped up the medicine with a spoon and was about to put it into Jian Ziyan's mouth.
Jian Ziyan was so excited that he swung his arm vigorously, knocking the whole bowl of medicine to the ground.
"Get out of here, all of you!"
He could see the surprise and contempt on the maid's face. What was she despising? Did she feel that she had climbed onto the dragon bed in order to survive, using the most despicable means to save herself?
In an instant, countless memories came flooding back, and all the rumors circulating in the palace and among the people flooded into his mind, making him hold his head in pain.
Pei Mingjue's face suddenly turned gloomy when he saw this.
"Go and get another bowl." He said coldly while extending his hand.
The maid was so frightened that she dared not even breathe. She secretly glanced at the regent being forcibly held in the emperor's arms, went out with a look of shock on her face, and soon brought back a bowl of the same medicine.
This time Pei Mingjue did not give Jian Ziyan a chance to retreat. He pried open Jian Ziyan's mouth and poured the medicine into him.
"This is the medicine I prepared specially for you, teacher. Remember it next time and don't waste it."
Jian Ziyan was unable to resist, and the entire bowl of medicine was poured into his stomach. Due to the rough technique, he let out violent coughs, as if even his lungs were about to be coughed out.
After coughing, the redness at the corners of his eyes and on his lips seemed to be more intense, and with the tears in his eyes, the usually strong, cold and unattainable Regent revealed a charm that was hard to control.
Pei Mingjue's throat moved and he waved his hand to signal the palace maid to leave.
"The punishment continues," he said.
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Every few days, after doing that, Pei Mingjue would personally feed Jian Ziyan a bowl of Dichen Powder.
I don’t know if Pei Mingjue has noticed, but every time someone comes in, Jian Ziyan will be particularly concerned, regardless of whether the person coming in can see him or not, regardless of whether there is a curtain made of gauze blocking him.
So Pei Mingjue would deliberately call people in every time when he was at his weakest. Jian Ziyan seemed unaware that other people couldn't see his specific appearance at all. Once someone approached him, he would react greatly, which was completely different from his usual stagnant state.
Only at times like this would he not look at Pei Mingjue with disappointment or anger in his eyes, but with deep pleading. Only at this time would the inexplicable anxiety in Pei Mingjue's heart be relieved a little.
Pei Mingjue didn't understand why he was so anxious. He had obviously got everything he wanted, right?
He wanted to torture Jian Ziyan severely, and now he had done it. Jian Ziyan's life was in his hands. He could send him to see his father at any time. Why was he still anxious? Just because he looked at him with such disappointment?
It was obviously he who disappointed him first! He had failed his and his father's trust and expectations of him, so why should he look at him like that?
Pei Mingjue's eyes were filled with strong hostility. He deliberately acted badly while calmly commanding, "Wait there."
As long as Jian Ziyan made the slightest sound, people outside would be able to hear it very clearly.
In Pei Mingjue's opinion, since Jian Ziyan already knew that the people outside "saw" him, there was no need for him to be patient at this time.
However, Jian Ziyan's eyes trembled, and he bit his lips tightly, refusing to make any sound. Gradually, his face became paler and his lips became redder. He had bitten his lips, and mottled blood flowed from the corners of his mouth onto the pillow.
"It seems that the teacher is very patient." Pei Mingjue said, "But this makes me unhappy. If I am unhappy, I am afraid that the teacher will suffer."
Jian Ziyan did not turn a deaf ear this time. He suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Pei Mingjue sharply, but still bit his lips hard and refused to make a sound.
Pei Mingjue saw that he might bite off his lips if he continued like this, and a very subtle feeling of softness flashed through his heart, but then disappeared immediately. He thought it was because he felt bored with bullying a person who had no resistance.
Pei Mingjue's expression faded. He personally went to bring the medicine, grabbed Jian Ziyan's long hair with one hand, and approached his lips not very gently: "Don't bite it, drink it."
Seeing that the people outside had left, Jian Ziyan no longer insisted. He opened his lips tremblingly and drank all the medicine.
After drinking it, his blood surged and a fishy-sweet taste rose in his throat, mixing with the blood from the bite on his lip. He couldn't tell where the blood came from.
"Your Majesty, if you really hate me so much, please execute me by slow slicing." He seemed to be extremely tired, or perhaps he didn't want to see Pei Mingjue's face again. He closed his eyes tiredly and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter if you order the executioner to move slower. I am willing to endure all the torture. I only ask Your Majesty... to grant me death."
As he spoke, Pei Mingjue's eyes became increasingly gloomy.
You would rather endure the punishment of slow slicing than have this kind of relationship with me?
Why? Why can my father do it but I can’t?
Pei Mingjue's heart was filled with anger and shame. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were red, and he even threw the medicine bowl to the ground, breaking it into pieces.
He stared at Jian Ziyan, unable to ask the question no matter what.
Now he has won, he is the winner. He can choose to take revenge or save Jian Ziyan's life. It all depends on his thought. Obviously, he has reached the same level as his father, so why does Jian Ziyan still feel that he is not as good as his father?
If it was his father standing here now, would he not resist, would not be disappointed, and would not say these words?
If Pei Mingjue was in a normal state, he would not be so arbitrary and stubborn in determining a certain truth. The fact that he was able to escape from the hands of Jian Ziyan in his prime was enough to prove his strategy and courage, and he was able to hide for three years without being found by Jian Ziyan.
But Jian Ziyan had a huge influence on him; he was different.
He loved Jian Ziyan throughout his youth. It was he who gave him the purest and most beautiful imagination and yearning for love and friendship, and then Jian Ziyan tore them apart with his own hands.
He hated Jian Ziyan. During countless sleepless nights, he thought of him and had to bite the back of his hand until it bled to try to calm the hatred in his heart.
But he had to desperately admit that he also loved Jian Ziyan.
Even now, he loved him.
The impact of this mixture of love and hate made him form a strong obsession. He didn't want to kill Jian Ziyan, but he didn't want him to have an easy time either. Even he himself didn't know what he really wanted. There was only one thing that was very clear.
That means he wants Jian Ziyan in his entirety.
From body to mind, life or death, this person is destined to belong to him and can only belong to him.
So how could Jian Ziyan ask for death in front of him?
He doesn't allow it.
As long as he doesn't allow Jian Ziyan to die, no one can make him die.
"Teacher, why do you have to be like this?" Pei Mingjue heard his own cold voice, "It's just that I have a question that I don't quite understand. I hope you can give me an answer."
Jian Ziyan turned a deaf ear.
Pei Mingjue continued to ask, "I wonder if you thought this day would come when you betrayed my and my father's trust?"
Although Jian Ziyan did not answer, his body trembled slightly, proving that he obviously heard it.
Pei Mingjue curled the corners of his lips without a smile and stroked his fingers across his cold and delicate face.
"This is the good tutor and regent who was trained with all the royal efforts." He said softly, his fingers moving to the fragile neck. As long as he exerted a little force, he could completely end Jian Ziyan's life.
His brows were silent, and he finally withdrew his hand.
"Jian Ziyan, I hope you can understand that you have fallen into my hands, just like I fell into your hands before. If you have the ability to deal with me, you can use it. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is the truth you taught me with your blood."
He waited for a long time and saw Jian Ziyan still lying on his back with his eyes closed, surrounded by his black hair. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, one would almost think he was dead.
Pei Mingjue was afraid that if he stayed any longer he would not be able to control himself and would really want to kill this man. He looked at him coldly for a moment, then lifted the curtain and walked out.
Behind him, Jian Ziyan raised his eyelashes soaked with sweat and revealed a sad and helpless smile.
Then he got up with difficulty, and before anyone came in to clean the bedroom, he bent down and picked up an inconspicuous piece of porcelain from the ground.
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[The more miserable Jian Ziyan's body is, the happier his spirit is.
419 Seeing him acting out a tragic love story, and enjoying it so much that he even clamored to watch TV dramas less frequently, he felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. If it had substance, he would spray it onto Jian Ziyan's face without hesitation.
419: "Are you having a good time?"
Jian Ziyan: "I have never felt so comfortable before. The chain is such a good thing. If I didn't have it, I would be embarrassed not to pretend to escape. How could I be so at ease?"
419:……
Jian Ziyan: "Although you didn't let me rest when the last world ended, I still got some rest in this world. This is what happens when a person loses something, they will get it back in another way. Maybe it will be better than the original one, hehe."
419 could no longer bear it: "Forgiveness value! Your forgiveness value is currently all zero! All! Is! Zero!"
Jian Ziyan was unable to cover his ears when communicating with his consciousness, and his eyes were in circles: "I know... I know! Isn't it that the chess piece that was buried before has started to move!"]
When Jian Ziyan woke up that day, there was no one around him.
There were no servants and no Pei Mingjue. This was the best situation he could hope for.
Jian Ziyan's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and then he smiled bitterly and self-deprecatingly.
Why was he being so cautious? As if his climbing onto the dragon bed was still a secret.
I'm afraid that now even the rumors in the streets are full of contemptible criticisms of him.
When he thought of this, Jian Ziyan's heart trembled and his whole body felt cold.
He wrapped the quilt tighter. As long as Pei Mingjue was not around, he would lie here like a dead man, unable to tell the difference between morning and evening, and unwilling to eat.
Whenever someone came to eat, he had to face the meaningful looks of the servants. Those looks, directed at him explicitly or implicitly, almost made him collapse.
Jian Ziyan tried his best to maintain peace for the moment. When his consciousness was becoming groggy, he suddenly heard footsteps coming towards him.
He opened his eyes sharply, his mind suddenly shocked.
Now he would rather stay in the dirtiest corner and rot gradually than see anyone else. Anyone approaching him would make his heart beat faster and his breathing difficult. He urgently wanted to grab something to cover himself and not expose this ugly face.
Because there was no Pei Mingjue's obstruction, he easily grabbed the quilt and covered himself tightly.
In this absolute darkness, his breathing gradually slowed down.
However, the person who came obviously did not want to do as he wished. He grabbed his quilt with great force and then suddenly pulled it open!
Jian Ziyan looked up in fear and saw the consultant
Shan's astonished eyes.
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