Dianxia Qingcheng

Another walk in that dark place.

Pei Zheng opened his eyes again, but in front of him there was still a thick black that could not be opened.

This time it seems to be night, and he is lying on his back on the bed, I don't know when it is back now?

He moved his body, and only then did he feel that there was a soft little person lying on his chest. He was being held firmly by him, and he seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortable.

Pei Zheng wanted to change him into a more comfortable position, hugged the little man and turned slightly to the side, but heard an extremely painful moan.

"I hurt..."

The voice was light and soft, full of grievances and forbearance.

Pei Zheng didn't dare to move anymore, and he didn't know what happened, so he asked softly, "What's wrong, darling? Where does it hurt?"

"Here...here...and here...it hurts..."

The little man still closed his eyes, as if he was talking in his sleep, and his little fingers unconsciously drew circles on Pei Zheng, thinking that he was referring to his own body.

Pei Zheng took his hand and took a deep breath. In the middle of the night, Wenxiang Nephrite was hugged in his arms, and there was such a seemingly non-existent provocation...

Suddenly, Pei Zheng discovered something was wrong, why he seemed to smell a hidden **** smell, his heart sank suddenly, and his fingers trembled under the quilt.

Sure enough, the little man had wounds on his body. Although those wounds had been properly bandaged with medicine, the whiplashes still felt chills on the back of the spine.

While the little man was still asleep, he rolled over and got out of bed, lit a candlestick and placed it by the bed, then lifted the quilt and gently lifted up the plain white underwear.

The originally fair and delicate skin was covered with bruises and purple scars. Those whiplashes were wrapped and invisible, but the little man would groan in pain when he was sleeping. How painful is that?

Pei Zheng's breathing gradually became more disordered, and he almost instantly understood what the injury was.

When the little man at that time wanted to escape from him, he was locked in the secret prison of the Prime Minister's mansion, tied to the wooden frame with chains, and suffered the scars caused by the whip.

At that time, the villain's body was extremely bad, and he almost couldn't wake up after several coma. And what happened after that, Pei Zheng also remembered that he took the villain to the street, and then Zhao Litang kidnapped him. .

The memories of the past reappeared in front of him, and the more Pei Zheng thought about it, the more painful it was.

If he still doesn't know what love is like before, and only knows about endless plundering and occupation, that's all, now he just loves this little man

With the softest heart and the deepest love, after seeing that all the pain and suffering were mistakes made by him, the overwhelming guilt and remorse almost drowned him.

This kind of torture is far more unbearable than the pain on the body. The throbbing pains spread from the bottom of my heart. Pei Zheng covered his heart with one hand, and rested his hands on the edge of the bed, panting weakly, even with his fingertips. A dense tingling sensation.

The faint candlelight flickered, reflecting the sleeping face of the little man on the bed, her beautiful brows were tightly wrinkled, and she would murmur "Pain..." from time to time.

Pei Zheng wanted to stretch out his hand to help him cover the quilt a little more tightly, but unfortunately his fingers were trembling so unbelievably, he had to lift the pressure to make his hand pull the quilt smoothly for him. Subtle redness.

After blowing out the candlestick, Pei Zheng lay back on the bed, turned over, gently hugged the little man through the quilt, and then lowered his head and sniffed deeply between his neck.

I still remember that this silly little man once said to himself that he was not afraid of pain, and he was very able to bear it.

That's true, he could hold back such a serious injury, but he hummed a few times, but the stronger and sensible he was, the more distressing it would be.

"I know you can bear the pain, but..." Pei Zheng's voice was dull, and the corners of his eyes became a little wet, "I don't want you to hurt any more..."

That whole night, Pei Zheng didn't fall asleep again. He faced the dim moonlight in the room and kept staring at the sleeping little man. At this time, the little man was already at odds with himself, and now it is him. When I fell asleep, I was hugged so peacefully by myself. When the little man woke up, I didn't know how sad and uncomfortable it would be.

Pei Zheng touched his hair, and now he will only feel more uncomfortable than the villain.

The sky slowly lit up, and the little man woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hazy mist under his eyes. After seeing Pei Zheng in front of him, his eyes fixed on him, as if he thought he was still sleeping.

Pei Zheng saw that those misty eyes were filled with tears, and then his long eyelashes trembled, and the tears rolled down.

"Brother Pei"

At that time, the little man had not called himself like this for a long time.

Pei Zheng's heart softened when he heard this call. Looking at his pale cheeks, he wished that he would cramp himself and accompany the little man in pain.

But the little man quickly regained his senses, and his eyes changed when he looked at Pei Zheng. He was full of fear, fear and withdrawal, as well as some inexplicable feelings, but they were not what Pei Zheng wanted to see.

"Is it still painful?" Pei Zheng reached out and stroked his hair gently, his eyes full of pity and pity.

The little man didn't speak, just shed tears silently. Although the wounds on his body were painful, the wounds in his heart were the most deadly.

"Honey, don't cry, okay?" Pei Zheng wiped his tears carefully, for fear of breaking the fragile baby, "When you cry, it hurts me.

Incredible, it hurts much more than any previous injury..."

The little boy was still crying silently.

"Come here," Pei Zheng said, "go to the palace to find Imperial Physician Jiang."

When Jiang Yubai came in a hurry, he brought the medicine that Pei Zheng wanted.

This medicine has miraculous effects, and it can relieve pain after applying it, so it is extremely lacking, and there is no more in the hospital. Because Pei Zheng is in urgent need, Jiang Yubai bites the bullet and asks a concubine in the palace to ask for some.

Arriving in Pei Zheng's room, Jiang Yubai thought it was Pei Zheng who was injured and wanted to use it, thinking that the sky has the eyes to finally know how to punish him, but who knew it was for the little highness.

"His Royal Highness has been injured again?" Jiang Yubai said worriedly, "The previous injury hasn't been healed yet, so how could it be a new injury?"

Pei Zheng ignored him after taking the medicine, and the little man lying on the bed was like a broken porcelain white doll, his eyes were blank and he didn't respond.

"Lord Pei?" Jiang Yubai shouted again.

"You go back first."

Pei Zheng only said this in a light tone, and Jiang Yubai was taken out by Chengfeng.

There were only two people left in the room. Pei Zheng sat by the bed and said in the softest tone, "I'll give you some medicine, okay? If you take this medicine, you won't feel any pain."

He gently pulled a corner of the quilt and wanted to lift it up, but the corner was pulled by the villain and prevented him from pulling it away.

"No...want...don't..." The little man said while shaking his head, and kept shrinking towards the quilt, "It will hurt...it hurts..."

Pei Zheng was stung by his subconscious action. He was so afraid to avoid himself, what should he do...

"It won't hurt, darling, don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

Pei Zheng patiently soothed his emotions, trying to dispel the worries and fears in his heart, but the little man didn't let up in the slightest.

Pei Zheng looked sideways, saw the medicine bowl on the table next to him, smashed the medicine bowl directly, and then scratched his arm with a sharp piece of broken porcelain without hesitation, and blood flowed out instantly.

The little man was a little frightened when he saw the bright red blood, looked at Pei Zheng in disbelief, and frowned.

Pei Zheng finally saw some other expressions on his face, and he could even see some worry in his eyes.

After wiping away the blood, Pei Zheng applied a small amount of ointment to the wound, the blood stopped immediately, and the wound was no longer red, and the pain was relieved by most.

"Look, there's no bleeding, right? After applying it, the injury will heal faster, and it won't hurt as much."

Seeing that the little man had been staring at the wound on his arm, Pei Zheng deliberately used the wounded hand to pull him. He really didn't resist so fiercely.

Now, as if he was afraid of hurting Pei Zheng again.

Slowly pulling the little man to him, Pei Zheng untied the bandaged gauze for him. After seeing the scars underneath, his breathing trembled a little, and he gently applied the ointment with his fingers.

The little man also seemed to feel that the ointment didn't hurt so much after applying it, so he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Pei Zheng's wound.

He looked very seriously, very seriously, without blinking his eyes.

When Pei Zheng applied it to his collarbone, he saw the bite mark on it. At this time, the bite mark had not been tattooed, and the red lotus had not bloomed here.

Pei Zheng rubbed his fingers on it with some nostalgia, and there was a dense dull pain in his heart. This bite mark was very painful at the beginning.

- After everything was settled, Pei Zheng looked at the little man's still pale cheeks and asked, "Are you hungry?"

From waking up in the morning to now, the little man has not eaten a single bite. When he was locked in that secret cell, I am afraid that he would not be able to eat a few bites of food every day.

The little man did not speak or answer, and slowly shrank to the innermost part of the bed to sit, hugging his knees and curling up into a ball, staring blankly at the quilt.

Seeing him like this, Pei Zheng couldn't bear to force him to speak no matter what, so he directly ordered the servants to find the cook of Yipinxiang, made a feast in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then went to Pei Zheng's room one by one. Come.

The smell of the delicious food gradually spread in the room. The little man was actually empty. After smelling the tangy fragrance, he sniffed slightly.

Seeing it, Pei Zheng slowly sat down beside the bed, "Is it because I'm here that you don't want to eat or talk?"

The little boy didn't respond.

"Then... I'm leaving. Come down and eat something, okay? Don't starve."

Pei Zheng wanted to reach out and touch his head, but he was afraid that he would not like it, so he restrained his movements and said softly, "I brought Li Yu and asked him to accompany you, okay?"

The little man's expression finally loosened, his eyes suddenly became wet, and he whispered, "Little Yuzi..."

The door just happened to be pushed open, and the person who came was Li Yu.

"Your Highness..."

Li Yu also burst into tears and wanted to rush to the bed, but when she saw Pei Zheng standing beside her, she didn't dare to move.

"Take care of him and let him eat more."

Pei Zheng left a sentence, turned around and walked out the door.

It was cold outside and the winter wind was blowing.

Pei Zheng was never afraid of the cold, but shivered.