Chapter 142: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (73)

Why not suffering, why can we be so calm!

This made Rong Yiqing feel that he was the only one who kept the past in her heart, and she...

I never took him to heart!

Just when Wen Xien was so painful that he was about to faint again, Rong Yiqing finally asked someone to take his hand back.

He walked over and touched Wen Xien's bloodstained face, and his behavior was a bit careless, "Rong Ran, this is just the beginning. I will take back all the things you owe me."

Wen Xien slowly raised her eyes, with blood on her eyelashes. She asked in confusion: "What do I... owe you?"

Rong Yiqing finally reacted as Wen Xien looked at her painful appearance. She felt a twisted joy in her heart, and his eyebrows were vicious, "You owe me a life!"

I owe Rong Yiqing's life to the rest of my life!

Isn’t it natural for Rong Yiqing to come back at this time?

In this dark dungeon, Wen Xien's body realized what life is worse than death. It was really because of all kinds of tortures, and none of them were wrong.

In the winter, it was thrown on the snow, wearing thin clothes, and it was still snowing outside.

The two slaves pressed Wen Xien's shoulders respectively. Their movements were very rude. Wen Xien's injuries were not treated at all, and they cracked them again after they got it.

Wen Xien was originally locked in the water prison, but he didn't know what Rong Yiqing suddenly went crazy. He sent a few slaves to pull her to the snow and insisted that she kneel down in the snow.

Her whole body was not warm at all. Wen Xien was still in a daze, her teeth were trembling and curled up, and she burst out layers of white mist.

The two slaves next to him pressed Wen Xien's shoulders hard. Wen Xien gritted his teeth and did not move. How could a person who has been in a high position all year round just kneel down?

Her self-esteem does not allow it, and her royal pride does not allow it.

"Occursed." A slave just finished speaking and kicked Wen Xien on the knee. She had tried her best when she stood there. When someone kicked her knees, she knelt down. Fortunately, her hands quickly supported the ground, otherwise she would fall into a dog and eat shit.

Wen Xien's body trembled violently, and she kept shaking. Her voice was hoarse, "Rareless..."

The servants looked at her coldly, and as they watched her kneel in the snow, trembling, a hint of gloating rose uncontrollably in their hearts.

No matter how noble he was born, what could he do, no matter how much he was loved, he is not allowed to take care of him now.

When they thought of the person kneeling in front of them, the fourth prince who was shining brightly at the time, all of them were full of blood. The person who was usually out of reach was now at their feet.

Wen Xien didn't know how long he had been kneeling in the snow, but he fainted from the cold and was dragged in.

Rong Yiqing was sitting on the dragon bed, watching Wen Xien, who was almost dying, be dragged in.

Wen Xien's skin was iced into a pale color, and was dragged to the inner hall by the two slaves and threw it on the ground. His teeth were trembling and curled up with their bodies.

Rong Yiqing walked up to her.

"So cold..." There was no temperature at all in his body. Wen Xien was still dazed and thought that he was still kneeling in the cold winter, "So cold."

When Rong Yiqing heard that he picked up the tea that was still steaming beside him, the tea smelled very sweet. He raised his hand and the steaming tea water flowed down.

The sudden heat made Wen Xien scream in pain.

Rong Yiqing seemed to have not heard it, and his hands moved slowly, and the tea sprinkled on her neck, and suddenly turned red.

Wen Xien opened her eyes so hot that she opened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with water vapor. She couldn't recognize who the person in front of her was. She just kept struggling to avoid the hot tea.

Rong Yiqing pressed her shoulders and kept moving.

Wen Xien screamed sadly, but could not struggle, and tears rolled out from the corners of his closed eyes.

It took until a cup of tea was drained and Rong Yiqing stopped.

Wen Xien's pale skin just now turned abnormally red.

Wen Xien was already cold and weak. After a few days of trouble, although he couldn't see anything on his face, he was half weak.

Rong Yiqing controlled a degree and tortured her body, but she did not let her die. After every torture, she would inject many nourishing medicinal herbs into her, which would last her life.

Wen Xien has been ill in recent days and is very serious. He has not been cured for several days.

Rong Yiqing was not tormenting her for the first time. Rong Bo was still entangled by those ministers, and it was still impossible to solve it for a while. Rong Yiqing still remembers that Rong Bo repeatedly emphasized before that that he would help him watch Wen Xien. Rong Yiqing agreed on the surface, but it was not.

The entire bedroom was filled with an unwavering smell of medicine. Rong Yiqing felt uncomfortable when he smelled this smell for some reason.

The person lying on the bed breathed very softly, as if he would die at any time.

Rong Yiqing lifted the veil and saw Wen Xien's pale and transparent face. Even when he was sleeping, he frowned and lost a lot of weight.

This time he just stood by the bed and watched for a long time. After seeing dawn late at night, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Since Wen Xien became ill, Rong Yiqing has not been tormenting her to death like before.

Wen Xien struggled to get up from the bed and came to the cold pond outside the inner hall.

Wen Xien stood beside and looked, thinking to himself, or let it die like this, or the five horses would be dismembered from behind, and they were eaten by wolf dogs and even bones would be left. It would be too miserable to die like that. Anyway, they would die in the end, or...

[The system can't stand it anymore: you don't feel the pain, you don't complete the task seriously every day, and you're thinking about it.]

[Wen Xien felt wronged: Although I couldn't feel the pain, I also have dignity!]

[System:... Then you jump, I will turn on the pain after a while.]

Wen Xien looked at the cold pool water and swallowed nervously.

[Wen Xien: Hahaha, forget it, let's complete the task well.]

[System: Hum, woman.]

Wen Xien accidentally slipped when he turned around, and fell back unexpectedly and fell into the cold pool.

Wen Xien:...It's a sin.

When Rong Yiqing came in, he saw Wen Xien standing in the Hanchi and his heart was shocked. He told the servants to treat him better a few days ago to prevent Wen Xien from dying of illness. Now, seeing Wen Xien standing in the Hanchi, his first reaction was that Wen Xien was seeking death!

"Rong Ran!" Wen Xien shook with a cold shout.

Wen Xien: It’s nothing wrong with it when I suddenly feel like I just die like this.

How could Rong Yiqing let her die? He rushed up and pulled Wen Xien out of the cold pool, his expression of panic and anger that he had not noticed.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!