Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 122 Give him a lesson

Yan Xiqian shook his head quickly, and said, "Don't, let him stay inside for two days to dampen his spirit. It will save him from being pretentious all day long and thinking that he is some kind of powerful person."

Qing Yanci smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Leave him alone and eat more."

Yan Xiqian ate the tender meat that Qing Yanci picked out for her, "The skill has improved."

The young man wiped the grease stains on her lips with a handkerchief, "As long as you like it."

After dinner, Yan Luwan drank the hard-won medicine.

The medicine was very bitter, but Yan Luwan didn't even frown.

As long as this face can be restored to its original state, she is willing to suffer no matter how much it is.

At this moment, Qi Muyang, who was locked in the prison cell on the punishment platform, was lying angrily on the cold and damp ground, waiting for Qing Yanci to rescue him.

Waiting and waiting, his stomach began to growl.

Qi Muyang got up from the ground, banging on the door of the cell.

Not long after, a ferocious jailer came over with a long whip in his hand, "Knock what? Knock again and chop off your hand."

Probably because the man looked too scary, Qi Muyang immediately hid his hands behind his back.

He smiled embarrassingly, and said, "That... big brother, I'm hungry, when will we have dinner?"

The jailer looked surprised, and sneered after a while, "It will be opened soon, what do you want to eat?"

Qi Muyang actually reported the name of the dish without hesitation.

The jailer was patient, he waited until he had finished reporting, and then said: "There are none of these, only boiled meat in clear water, do you want to eat it or not?"

Qi Muyang sighed, with an irritable expression on his face, and complained: "Why is there nothing? Believe it or not, I won't give it..."

Just as he was about to say no to the money, he realized that he didn't seem to be in a restaurant belatedly.

After thinking about it again and again, something is better than nothing.

Qi Muyang reluctantly said: "Then give me some."

After hearing this, the jailer winked at the guards who were laughing at him, and they immediately understood and opened the door of the cell.

Just when Qi Muyang was a little confused, thinking that they were going to let him out.

He heard the ferocious jailer say: "Take off his clothes, throw him into a pot to boil, and give the other prisoners additional meals!"

Qi Muyang: "!!!"

What?When you cook meat in clear water, you cook yourself?

Qi Muyang quickly took a few steps back and said, "No, no, I won't eat, I won't eat!"

The jailers sneered and slowly approached him, "Don't eat? But the other jailers are still hungry!"

Qi Muyang's heart turned cold, he only hoped that Qing Yanci would come to save him soon.

His foot slipped, and he fell straight to the ground.

Qi Muyang's back hurt from the fall, and he was about to shout twice, but he realized his situation.

At this time, he was still hypocritical and would only make those jailers laugh at him.

Since he was a child, he has always been held in the palm of his hand. As long as he is slightly dissatisfied, someone will accommodate him and follow his wishes, even Yan Luwan treats him like this.

Therefore, he thinks highly of himself, and always feels that he is the best, outstanding in everything, and unmatched by others.

To this day, he feels as if he is nothing.

The only thing he seems to have is the love of those around him.

The jailer lashed him several times, and Qi Muyang gritted his teeth.

He knew that crying out for pain would only add to the jokes of others, and he might even be beaten harder.

When the jailer had had enough beatings, one of them spit on him and left with a smile.

Qi Muyang was lying on the ground, his body already covered with scars.

It hurts, it really hurts.

He had never been injured before, and only now did he realize how painful it was.

Not only the body, but also the pain in the heart, and there are many, many grievances.

All the prisoners on the punishment platform had their spiritual power sealed off. He couldn't even heal his wounds, so he could only feel the pain in this cold environment.

After a long time, Qi Muyang suddenly thought of Yan Luwan.

If she is well now, she will definitely come to rescue him as soon as possible.

She loves him so much, she must be reluctant to let him suffer even a little injury.

Maybe, because of this, he would have a big fight with Qing Yanci, blaming him for not finding out that he was missing in time.

Yes, Yan Luwan will definitely decide for him.

The more Qi Muyang thought about it, the more he felt wronged, curled up, and hugged his legs with his hands.

However, Yan Luwan refused to talk to him now.

Even if he really knew that he was suffering, maybe he wouldn't be able to save him.

Qi Muyang's heart was sour, and he even thought paranoidly: Does she not like me anymore?

Why don't you like it?
I'm obviously... still the same as before.

Why...everything has changed since she got hurt?

The burning pain made Qi Muyang's thinking ability worse, as if he could only feel pain.

He really wanted to find someone to complain about, whether it was his parents, his friends, or her!
However, I don't know if I can get out alive.

If he knew this earlier, shouldn't he insist on following him to the Heavenly Palace?
The Tiangong is so big, it is completely different from the South China Sea.

The people in Tiangong are also indifferent, unlike the people in Nanhai who treat him very well.

Qi Muyang closed his eyes, Yan Luwan's face always appeared in his mind.

It hurts, it hurts...

When she was injured, did she also feel this pain?

These, he never thought about.

What was she doing when she was in pain?

Qing Yanci is right, he has no responsibility at all, he can't do anything well, he is a worthless waste.

Thinking like this, Qi Muyang punched the ground fiercely.

At night, Yan Xi was laying on the couch, feeling a little worried, "The punishment platform is quite scary, Qi Muyang has a violent temper, will he offend someone and die there?"

Qing Yanci took off his robe and said, "Don't worry, I've already ordered someone to notify, and I'll just teach him a few lessons, it won't be too much."

The boy lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

Yan Xiqian hugged his waist and shrank into his arms, "It's still you who think carefully."

Qing Yanci smiled, "Miss Yan is in grief right now, if anything happens to Qi Muyang, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it. At that time, I'm afraid you will feel guilty and miserable, crying all day long, I can't stand it .”

Yan Xi squeezed him lightly, "When did I cry?"

The boy was about to speak, but the man covered his mouth again to prevent him from continuing.

Qing Yanci smiled with narrowed eyes, and gently kissed her palm.

The itch in the palm made Yan Xiqian's heart itch too.

She said: "I don't remember what happened yesterday, let's do it again, shall we?"

Yan Xi blinked slightly, begging.

(End of this chapter)