Chapter 143: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (74)

Wen Xien was already trembling with coldness. Rong Yiqing immediately snorted coldly and threw her to the ground.

Wen Xien was still awake at that time, but when he saw Rong Yiqing, he wished he fainted on the spot.

"Do you want to die?" Rong Yiqing looked at Wen Xien who was curled up on the ground, bent down to look at her, and reached out to touch her wet hair gently.

His hands suddenly tightened, and a stinging pain came from his scalp. Wen Xien raised his chin to relieve the pain.

He buried his head on Wen Xien's shoulder and sniffed it. There was still a familiar faint cold fragrance. Rong Yiqing laughed, and the laughter was a little crazy, "Do you want to go underground to accompany you so much foolish brother? Rong Ran..."

At that time, Wen Xi'an was just opening his eyes, only half of them, his eyelashes shivered with water droplets trembled and slid down from the corners of his eyes, like tears.

"You kill me." Wen Xien had been speaking for a long time, and the sound he made was a little hoarse.

"impossible!"

Almost as soon as Wen Xien's words finished, Rong Yiqing yelled. He grabbed Wen Xien's neck and his handsome face was twisted, "Do you think you can get rid of me if you die? I tell you, if you die, let others come back, such as the little eunuch in your palace."

Wen Xien grabbed his hand virtually and asked coldly, "What's wrong with Xiao Shengzi? If you have anything to do, just come to me. Why do you involve innocent people?"

Seeing Wen Xien's reaction, Rong Yiqing suddenly felt that she was particularly sad in her previous life. She would even be pity for a little eunuch. Why can't she be pity for him?

So what did he do wrong? Wen Xien is better than him even if he is a dog.

Sad, so sorry.

Rong Yiqing pulled Wen Xien, who could not even stand up, from the ground.

After leaving the Yangxin Palace, he took the imperial guards and came all the way to the death row prison specially set up in the palace.

In this cold winter, Wen Xien wore a thin cloth dress with rough fabric. Her face was pale and was pulled into the water prison by Rong Yiqing.

The sun is gone in the water prison for many years, and the smell of rottenness is coming towards me, almost making people sick.

"What did you bring me here for?" Wen Xien's voice was faint, and an unknown premonition came out of his heart.

Rong Yiqing didn't answer, and walked deeper into the water prison.

Wen Xien followed him and walked for a while before the darkness became lit up. Wen Xien, who lowered his head, felt the light in front of him and looked forward with his face raised.

Rong Yiqing had already stood still and turned to the side, allowing Wen Xien to see the scene in front of him.

It was a relatively spacious water prison with a skylight open on the top, and the light came from it.

There was a man standing in the sewage. Half of his body was not in the sewage. His wet hair covered his entire face and wandered in the water, like a ghost in the water that could drag people to drown him at any time.

"Ba"

A prison guard whipped the man's weak body, and the splashes and blood from the tail of the whip were mixed together, splashing at Wen Xien's feet.

The man was locked up for some time, and his hands tied to the iron chain didn't move, and his breathing was very shallow, making people wonder if he was still angry.

Wen Xien knew that the sewage was soaked with salt, which was soaked on human wounds, and it was almost painful to death.

The man didn't say a word, and his arms were covered with blood marks scraped from the barbs from the whip.

Wen Xien couldn't see his face clearly, and could only see the man's sharp jaw and pale lips. The familiarity immediately made her eyes widen.

"Do you still recognize it?" Rong Yiqing looked at Wen Xien and said.

Rong Yiqing let go of his hand. Wen Xien, who was already unsteady, suddenly fell to the ground, but his eyes were always on the person being whipped.

Her pale lips trembled in anger.

"Beast! Rong Yiqing, tell me what I did wrong, why do you do this! Why!" The hoarse voice could make people feel heart-wrenching.

When the person who was punished without saying a word, he heard this sound, his whole body shook and his drooping head slowly raised.

Wen Xien turned to look at the person in the water and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Shengzi..."

Wen Xien could hardly recognize that this was the beautiful and well-behaved Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng's left face was covered with blood, and the right half of his face was buried in the shadow. Only those eyes that were still glaring were seen.

"Master..." Yang Sheng opened his mouth and endured the dirty blood in his throat, and it surged out, "I am confused... I am sorry for you, I want to save you..."

Wen Xien felt a pain in his heart. He stood up staggeringly on the ground and walked towards Yang Sheng who was standing in the sewage.

Yang Sheng, who had been sentenced for several days, had not shed a single tear after seeing Wen Xien, his eyes turned red at this moment. He wanted to speak, but he felt his voice choked and could not speak.

Before Wen Xien's feet could be pulled by the person behind him. Due to inertia, she turned her head and saw Rong Yiqing's extremely cold eyes, and there was still a huge amount of anger hidden deep in her eyes.

"Why?! Because this is what you owe me! You dare to talk to me like this for a slave. Did you fall in love with that slave? Rong Ran, Rong Ran, why didn't you find you like this before..."

Wen Xien suddenly raised his head, and his red eyes stunned Rong Yiqing.

"Ba"

A slap hard.

The force was not heavy, just because Wen Xien could only have such a great deal of strength now.

The slap made Rong Yiqing stunned. He kept his face being beaten and couldn't recover for a long time.

This is...Wen Xien's first time hitting him in this life, which reminded him of his past unbearable memories.

"Rong Yiqing, I was really blind at the beginning and protected you, the ungrateful wolf." He could collapse at any time, but he was holding on. "If you think I owe you something, then you can just take it, why bother to make things difficult for innocent people."

Rong Yiqing stood up with a cold face.

The more Wen Xien was like this, the worse Rong Yiqing was. He looked at Wen Xien's eyes, and there was no longer the warmth and pampering he used to be, only disgust and indifference.

This was something he expected. He thought he could accept it, but habits were really a terrible thing. For more than ten years, people who have been treating you unconditionally and very well will suddenly not treat you well. The contrast is so big that it is difficult to accept.

Rong Yiqing thought he could accept it, he thought he was different, but...

He found that he couldn't accept it!

Rong Yiqing glanced at him coldly. He was full of arrogant expression at this moment. His eyes were completely cold when he looked at Wen Xien. "I will let you watch it carefully and see how they died one by one in front of you!"

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