After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

Chapter 1 NO1. If I could have a drink of water.

It has not rained for many days, and the scorching sun hangs high in the sky. The hot city is like a tomb with gold and jade outside, and there is no movement.

Gu Chu stood at the window and said after a long time: "Go to prison."

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This is a special prison, where most of the dirty laundry in City A is buried.The air was filled with the stench of sweat and blood.

The shirtless soldiers quietly pulled their coats on their bodies. Suddenly, the faces of the murderers became awkward. They stood on both sides while pushing and shoving. They didn't murmur until the man walked past. With.

"Have you heard? She is that... No. 1 Yuan in City A, Gu Chu."

"Is he the one who was drugged by Qin Ming?"

"What's she doing here? Qin Ming has been hanging for five days. He hasn't received any water and is about to die."

"It would be better to die. I heard that Miss Gu suffered a serious crime. Otherwise, why would the Gu family hold on to it?"

"Hey! It's such a cold family. After all, he is a member of the Qin family. He just gave up."

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The sound was low.

The bodyguards blocked some inquiring eyes. Gu Chu's eyes were calm and he kept walking like this. He didn't stop until his field of vision widened and the loess-filled school field was exposed.

On the other side of the school grounds, there was a row of gloomy iron torture racks. The exposed rusty frames seemed to be stained with blood that could never be washed away.

There was a man hanging on the torture rack, his hands were tied to the rack, his upper body was bare, his feet were off the ground, baking in the scorching sun.

Black blood covered half of his face, making it impossible to see his original appearance.

"Miss." The bodyguard warned not to go any further, but the expensive high heels took a step forward and stepped into the cracked ground of the school ground.

The sun was dazzling, and the prison officer tried to dissuade her all the way, but he saw the delicate flower looking up at the prisoner with an unwavering gaze.

The man's head was drooped, his face was covered in blood, and his toes could not touch the ground. The scorching sun hung high above his head, and the occasional air current carrying heat waves passed by, like lifting a hanging rag.

Gu Chu remembered his name: Qin Chaomu.

The person who collected the body for her, a person she wasn't too familiar with... was her enemy.

Hearing the prison officer's voice of admonishment, Gu Chu glanced at him. It was too hot, and his fat face was covered with sweat.

The next moment, I held my skirt and stepped onto the steps.

"Miss Gu, this is against the rules!" the prison officer exclaimed, but the soldiers watching looked excited.

The dry eyelids of the man tied to the torture rack were slightly opened. His vision was very blurry, and he could vaguely distinguish the color of the skirt. It was ivory white, which was incompatible with the smelly torture rack.

Hearing those comments, his chaotic consciousness moved closer to the word "Miss Gu".The lips curved, and blood immediately oozed from the dry lips.

Taking the blame for Qin Ming and becoming an outcast of the family was due to offending the man in front of him.

He closed his eyes, but his throat was still burning and dry, with no water on it, so he endured it numbly.

If only I could have a drink of water.

He thought that he should be able to survive until his grandfather in country Z saved his life.

But if that were the case, he would have succumbed to his fate as a cycloid puppet.

Ah!his life.

The next moment, his jaw was suddenly pinched. Just as he was about to struggle, the water touched his lips.

Everyone was surprised.

Seeing the noble man raising his hand, he pinched the prisoner's chin with his white and delicate fingers, forcing him to raise his face and drink the water.

In front of everyone, his face was expressionless, as if he was doing the most normal thing.

The audience was silent for a moment.

Gu Chu watched the man drink up the last drop of water in the cup. His dry lips opened, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. He shook his head and got rid of her grasp, and raised his eyes to look at her.

It was a face that was stained with blood, bruises, and swollen. It looked as embarrassed as it was, and the eyes shot from under the hair, fierce and unwilling to give in, like a cold knife.

That look was familiar to Gu Chu. When he turned into a ghost, he might have often seen him going crazy and being deceived by those fake Taoist priests.

"Don't you want to drink water?"

Gu Chu took the tissue handed over by the bodyguard and wiped off the blood on his fingertips.

Unexpectedly with some malicious teasing, Gu Chu raised his lips, half-smiling, and spoke in a low and slow voice.

"Qin Chaomu." How come I ignored you in the last life.

The man seemed to be hallucinating, his expression froze, and he stared blankly at the slender shadow on the ground.

The dull heat wave blew in with the bloody smell, the ivory skirt floated, the dry air was roasted to the point of dizziness, and the extremely low voice was heard again.

"Do you know what is the right thing to do from my standpoint?"

Qin Chaomu's stiff body seemed to finally react, and his ruined face lifted inch by inch.

"Pinch Qin Ming in your hand, and then reveal your identity to those fools."

"Use this incident to stir up political and legal circles and swallow up the core of the Qin family. Finally, release Qin Ming, expose the matter, and let the Qin family personally push Qin Ming out to quell the incident."

"In this way, you can kill three birds with one stone. You won't get my hands dirty, and I'll save you."

Those eyes were always looking at him with a coolness that was inconsistent with their age, and the corners of the crimson lips raised a slight arc, "Tell me, is it good?"

The man raised his eyes, his bloodshot eyes looking at her steadily through the deathly energy entangled in the restraints.

Like waiting for an ending.

The only person who knew the truth was standing in front of him, and he knew that he couldn't wait for the day when she would play tricks on her.

A few seconds later, a mocking and miserable expression appeared on the blood-stained face, a very low sneer came, and he lowered his head.

"So cruel to me?" Gu Chu chuckled.

"Are you thinking that if you walk out of here alive, I will die badly and be buried with the Qin family?"

The man's voice was broken and hoarse, "Heaven's way... it's a good reincarnation."

Gu Chu smiled without knowing what she was thinking of. She looked at the blue sky and let out a very low sigh.

"It's a good reincarnation indeed."

Turning around, the sound of high heels faded away.

It rained heavily in summer for three days, and the man was left hanging like rags, lifeless.

A heavy rain seemed to whitewash the peace.

The clean sky was silent, and a thin gray cloud lingered around the moon.

Qin Chao looked at the bright moon, the dark sky, the red moon like blood, and clearly felt a tube of cold liquid being injected into his body.

"Hurry up, the people outside have been escorted in, why hasn't this person been taken out yet?"

"The injury is too serious, even if the tube goes down, I still can't get up!"

"Ignore him, give me another shot!"

"But in case..."

"No matter what happens"

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A chaotic sound of footsteps came in and out.

As the potion advanced, a heartbreaking pain came. The man's black hair was messy, and he curled up in pain. He clenched his teeth and squeezed out painful moans from his teeth.

hatred!
Huge hatred!
A man in a white coat lowered his voice and said: "Hold on, it's better to die than to live. If you survive tonight, you will survive."

Streams of bright red blood bubbled out from the corners of the man's mouth, dripping down his chin to the ground, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air.

"Okay, change your clothes and get out."

Qin Chaomu felt like he was being picked up, and his blurred vision gradually became clearer.

In the cold corridor, a group of people came towards me, also walking in a hurry.

The man in the middle was handcuffed, with only two skull eyes left in the black hood. His mouth must have been gagged, and he was kicking, struggling, and whimpering.

Seemingly seeing Qin Chaomu, the man struggled even louder.

No one knows.

The night was dark and windy, and the fake Qin Ming turned into the real Qin Ming.A story about a civet cat exchanged for a prince, but was pushed back by someone more powerful.

(End of this chapter)