Chapter 172, claustrophobic and claustrophobic, and the narrow room of the beam is worried

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When Qi Han woke up, he was lying on a soft bed, in a room he had never been to.

He subconsciously raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of a very familiar frosted green pine outside the window, and then he vaguely remembered that this room seemed to be the south house of Hezhai, a small room that Cao Ang liked to live in in the past. But after he came, he preferred to live in Wentan Pavilion, a room that had been idle for a winter, and no one had ever come in.

The room was small, about half the size of his old bedroom. It has been carefully cleaned up, there is no dust, and the window is bright and clean. There was a bookshelf on the south side, but it was empty, with only a few rolls of dusty bamboo slips scattered around. It seems to have been cleaned in a hurry, and the servants and maids also made careless omissions, at least these books were forgotten and dusted off.

The beds are soft and comfortable, and the mattress and quilts are all new and have been carefully arranged.

But for some reason, Qi Han suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. The wound on his face was dull and painful, wrapped in a white cloth, and he didn't care about the pain, so he lifted the warm quilt, jumped off the bed, and was about to walk out.

As soon as I walked to the door, I was taking a picture with a team of black armor guards. The leading guards glanced to both sides, and a group of burly armored soldiers began to move, only to hear a "bang", and the door closed from the outside.

The voice shook Qi Han and involuntarily took a step back. He looked at the tightly closed door in front of him, his face was full of surprise, and before he could ask, he heard the guard outside say, "Eldest prince, I'm sorry." This is the Prime Minister's order. ”

A chill suddenly rose from Qi Han's back ridge.

Immediately, a few sounds of "clatter, clatter" were heard, and the two windows that had been opened were also closed.

His heart skipped a beat, and he felt more and more uncomfortable. Covering the side of his face with one hand, the white cloth wrapped in the wound prevents it from falling off, and he jumped over with agility, reaching out to push the window!

But just then, the tip of a glimmering spear stabbed through the crack and poked straight into his hand—

Qi Han hurriedly withdrew his hand, and the tip of the spear quickly withdrew again. The window clicked and closed completely. I heard a loud ping-pong sound outside, and it was the black-armored guards who rushed forward, holding hammers and wooden wedges, and nailed slender wooden bars to his windows, and in the blink of an eye, they had nailed the two windows like rafters.

Qi Han's heart was cold, and he stretched out his hand to push the window again, but it didn't move at all, and it was extremely strong. His eyes widened in horror, and he looked back at the door, and found that it had been nailed to the door......

Cao Cao...... They want to lock him up in this house...... Captivity?

I felt incredible, but more than that, I was full of panic.

Qi Han turned around and went to bang on the door, and the cold voice of the guard came from outside: "The prime minister has a saying, the eldest prince has a friend who is a traitor, does not distinguish between right and wrong, does not know people, and disobeys his father." The eldest prince of special punishment is here to meditate on his own mistakes......"

Qi Han didn't care what he was talking nonsense about, his heart was filled with anger, and he found that the door couldn't be opened, so he turned around and slapped the window lattice violently. The black-armored guards didn't care about him, and when they finished speaking, they dropped a large lock outside the door, and soon left in a procession.

Qi Han was so angry that the wounds next to his cheeks were cracked, and a bloody breath rushed to his nose. The doors and windows were closed, and he was suddenly locked in such a claustrophobic and cramped place, and he immediately felt depressed and panicked—the lonely feeling of losing his freedom, losing contact with the outside world, also aroused the deepest anger and anger in his heart.

He threw his fist at the window, panting and turning around, and scurrying around the room like a headless fly in a panic, his heart growing irritable. But the room was empty, except for bookshelves and beds, and there were no tools at hand.

Two hours had passed, and the sky had darkened, and there was still no movement outside. Qi Han suddenly came to his senses, Cao Cao was really determined to claustrophobic him.

He sat in the room, anger burning in his chest. These days, he has been cautious and walking on thin ice, but in fact, he has long been suppressed, and by this moment, he has completely lost his cool. Qi Han vented, ripped off all the embroidered pillows on the bed, threw them on the ground and kicked them randomly, and then struggled to knock the bookshelf to the ground, with a loud "boom", and the dust was piled up. It seemed that some of the anger in his heart was vented.

It's a pity that it's a pear wood bookshelf, extremely hard, and heavi, otherwise he could have dismantled it and used it as a tool to pry the window and escape.

Qi Han didn't know if Cao Cao had a head attack and lost control of his emotions, so he gave this order. But since he has locked himself up, I am afraid that the time of claustrophobia will not be short. Cao Cao is by no means the kindness of a woman. Every decision he makes cannot be questioned, wrong, or easily changed. Qi Han stayed with him for a long time, coupled with Cao Ang's memories of more than ten years, he understood Cao Cao's personality more deeply, which can be summed up in about ten words, that is-"Love wants to live, evil wants to die".

When Cao Ang desperately saved him, he felt pity and guilt for his beloved son, and he could have nightmares for Cao Ang night and night, and he could raise troops for his beloved son, march eastward, and personally conquer Xuzhou;

In the final analysis, Cao Cao is the most affectionate person in the world, but the most ruthless and realistic person.

At the beginning, he was so close to Lu Bohao's family, and he once regarded Lu Boyao as the elder of his father's generation, but after killing Lu Bohao's family by mistake, he was ruthless enough to kill the old man with his own hands.

He was a great, magnanimous hero, sad and generous, and heroic;

He is also the most selfish, narrow-minded and suspicious of the hero, suspicious and narrow-minded, and loves and hates others with all his heart.

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It turned out that he was disgusted by Cao Cao......

Although he is Cao Cao's "son", he is still hated by Cao Cao. became a victim of a violent mood.

He hid for so long, but after all, he still failed. In the end, he was trapped in a square inch and couldn't escape......

Qi Han rubbed his long hair, inserted all his fingers into the black hair, put the tips of his elbows on his knees, and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

He closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at the small space around him. However, as soon as he closed his eyes, it was a dead darkness and silence, and he heard his own heartbeat like a drum, knock, knock, knock...... Again and again, as if he was about to jump out of the cavity, a dense chill was born in his bones and blood.

…… No, Cao Cao can lock him up, but he can't give up like this.

Qi Han clenched his fists and stroked the warm jade on his chest, forcing himself to overcome the claustrophobic panic. Take a deep breath and calm yourself.

If he gave up lightly, how could he get out of this cage and go to see Zhao Yun?

Zhao Yun......

He also has a Zhao Yun.

With him, nothing matters. Enough is enough.

Gradually, Qi Han's mind was clear, and his unwillingness and anger disappeared. He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the closed doors and windows, and walked over.

He stretched out his fingers and laboriously tore open the tightly tied reeds in the window. The white fingertips came to the mouth, but they still didn't stop. At last, the heavy reed curtains covering the windows were broken, and he pierced the tallow with his hand to protect himself from the light, and through the tiny holes, he greedily breathed the cold air outside.

By the way, not only Ah Yun, but also Zhai Wei, Zhang Ba, Kong Lian, and Mrs. Ding...... When he went out and found Ah Yun, he took him quietly to Qian County to meet Mrs. Ding. Before he fainted at noon, he saw Zhai Yi, and he knew very well that it was not an illusion. In this way, Zhai Wei is actually Cao Cao's person? Qi Han's heart moved, and for some reason, the word "Guo Jia" suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him inexplicably excited.

…… Well, when you go out, you must listen to Xun Yu's words and go to Guo Jia's mansion to have a look. I'm afraid that his unpredictable rebel brother is really the male god......

Qi Han thought about this and breathed a sigh of relief. The great panic in my heart really passed, and I slowly calmed down.

With the sting of his broken fingers, he removed all the reeds and linen yarn from the other window. In this way, a few thin rays of light finally penetrated into the dark and closed room. After walking around the room, there was really nothing else to do, lackluster, Qi Han shook his head secretly, and glanced at the large bookshelves on the ground......

“…… I'm sorry for you. No one spoke to him now, so he sighed into a bookshelf.

Qi Han exerted his strength to eat, and finally re-erected the heavy and noble pear wood. He wiped down the dusty volumes of the books and put them back in their place.

The futon pillow was originally new, and it was embroidered with a beautiful blue-gold brocade pattern, but it was trampled on by him. Qi Han sat bored for a while, hoping that someone would bring dinner over so that he could ask them to change the set, but who knew that until night fell, there was still silence outside the door.

He was so hungry that he couldn't hold it back, so he shouted a few times to the window, and listened with his ear to the hole, but the only thing that answered him was the sound of the wind.

Qi Han sat in a daze until midnight, and finally was dumbfounded-

Cao Cao didn't plan to lock him up here and starve him to death, right?

There was a fire wall in this house, and it was not cold at all, but he had no pastime, he was hungry and sleepy, but no one cared about him...... Qi Han's brows were tangled together, he gritted his teeth, and tied his wide belt tighter. After a few words of secret mantra, he got up and picked up all the bedding and pillows on the ground, and shook wildly, regardless of whether there was dust or not, he threw it on the bed and wrapped himself in it.

Although he was hungry and annoyed, he did a good job of mental work in the afternoon, and his mood was still calm.

By the next day, there was still no one to deliver food.

There was a large rammed water tank against the wall, stone, which could not be moved, and Qi Han could only make do with it. As for Lazar, they were all in a blue-glazed tiger at the foot of the bed, and by the end of the day, he was so hungry that he had no need for it.

has been hungry for three days, and Qi Han can't even turn over those few bamboo slips.

He was curled up in the quilt all day long, his stomach was empty, his eyes were black, and he was going to faint, just wanting to vomit.

It's only been three days, and he already feels like he's lost some weight. At first, he would yell at the window, hoping that someone would bring him something to eat, but by the end of the day, he was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to make a sound. Without food and energy, the darkness in my heart began to grow again. He was already feeling bad, but he couldn't sleep all night. He only felt that it was dark, quiet, and cramped, and that deep fear and depression gradually wrapped him up little by little like a big net.

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That night, a cat suddenly meowed by the window.

Qi Han seemed to be in a semi-comatose state, only to hear someone keep banging on his window lattice.

He thought it was his own delusion, but the noise was constant, disturbing his lethargy and making people even more upset.

He muttered something, and at last moved his nest from the bed, rolled over, half-crawled, half-rolled, and leaned to the window, leaning against the wall.166 Reading Net