The cold collar and heavy iron chain were impossible to break without tools, and Bei Juese held on to the last glimmer of hope to see if the other end of the chain could find a gap. He picked up the lamp on the table, walked to the bed, pulled all the bedding on the bed to the floor, and moved the bed slats one by one.

Stretching the lamp to the bottom of the bed, I saw through the dim light that there were several large stone mills on the ground that were erected and placed side by side, and the other end of the iron chain passed through the grinding hearts of several stone mills, and firmly entangled several stone mills together. Bei Juese used the strength of his whole body to pull the iron chain, until he was sweating and panting from exhaustion, and several stone mills still did not move.

Bei Jue sat on the floor in a dejected manner, staring at the flickering lamp in a daze. I don't know how long I sat there, but I suddenly heard the door being gently pushed open, and when I looked up, I saw a young eunuch wearing a green robe with a food box and a lantern walking in. Take a closer look, that one of the close eunuchs who served beside Zhu Yijun.

As soon as the eunuch stepped into the door, he saw a room full of wolves, he fixed his pace, walked in quickly, and saluted to the north: "The slave has seen Prince Nanzhao. ”

He put down the food box, put the food inside on the table, lowered his head and said, "Please dine on the prince." ”

Bei Juese sat still, as if he hadn't heard him.

Seeing that he did not move, the young eunuch stepped forward and repeated the words again.

Bei Juese glanced up at him slightly, and said, "Put it on the table, I will eat it when I am hungry." ”

When the young eunuch heard this, it was not easy to say anything. He bent down to move the bed back to its place, and Bei Jue said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?" ”

The young eunuch hurriedly said, "The servant makes the bed for the prince." ”

Bei Juese said coldly: "No! ”

"But ......"

Bei Juese raised his voice and said unhappily: "Get out!" ”

The young eunuch hesitated for a moment, he peeked at Bei Juese's stiff face, and finally carefully put down the bed board, said "Slave retirement", and then bent down and retreated lightly.

Not long after the young eunuch left, the lamp beside Bei Jue Se gradually ran out, the faint flame shook a few times, and the last glimmer of light was finally extinguished.

Surrounded by a dead silence and thick darkness, Bei Jue's thoughts became clearer and clearer. He suddenly remembered that Master had said that if you really love someone, you won't be able to bear to see the other person being hurt in the slightest, or to see the other person sad, let alone to see the other person suffering for you.

I don't know, what Zhu Yijun, who keeps saying how much he loves him and how much he feels heartache, is it the same as what the master said?

Zhu Yijun is a king who can control the life and death of others, and stubbornly confronting him will not be the best way, and if he is angry, not only will he not be free, but he may also be affected by other innocent people. Judging from the current environment, pretending to be dead to make Zhu Yijun's heart soft still seems to be the best way.

Bei Juese touched it in his arms, and then realized that when he changed his clothes today, he forgot to take back the bottle of medicine specially prepared by Yi Xiaofei to hold his death. If there is no medicine to pretend to be dead, if Zhu Yijun refuses to invite Yi Xiaofei over and only asks the imperial doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment, he will definitely show his flaws all of a sudden.

After thinking about it, Bei Juese grabbed the collar and rubbed it back and forth on his neck, and after a while, the collar that was not smooth and round wore out the skin on his neck and collarbone, and he increased his strength to continue to rub it, until the skin was broken and bleeding before stopping. Although he felt that his neck was burning and aching, he reached out and touched the injured place and felt that the injury was not serious enough, so he grabbed the collar again and prepared to continue to hurt himself.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of hurried feet from far and near outside the house.

Bei Jue Se let go of the hand that was holding the collar and looked up at the location of the gate. After a while, the door was slammed open, and with the loud sound of the door hitting the wall, a cloud of light rushed in like a whirlwind, and after a slight pause in the doorway, it rushed straight in front of the North Absolute Color.

The person who came was Zhu Yijun, who had said that he would come tomorrow. Bei Juese just looked up at him for a moment, and then lowered his head to look at the floor.

After Zhu Yijun rushed in, he saw Bei Juese sitting on the floor next to the bed in a mess, and then swept his eyes to the table, and saw that the food showed no signs of passing. He approached the north with some displeasure, only to find that his hands, neck, and collar were stained with blood.

He crouched down in front of Bei Jue, and a faint smell of blood entered his nose. Through the light, he finally saw several bloody scars on Bei Jueshi's neck. He hurriedly put the lantern aside and asked anxiously, "Why is it hurt?" ”

Bei Juese chuckled lightly and said without raising his head: "I want to try whether the neck is hard or this dog pen is strong, but I didn't expect this dog pen to be unexpectedly strong." ”

Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment, and then shouted an order to the eunuch who had just run to the door and had not had time to catch his breath: "Go and get the golden medicine!" Get another basin of water and come back! ”

The eunuch did not dare to slack off, so he quickly turned around and ran out again.

Zhu Yijun carefully turned the collar to inspect the injury. I saw that the neck and collarbone had been rubbed with several wounds of different depths, and the entire neck was scratched and there was no intact skin.

Zhu Yijun took out a handkerchief and pressed it on his wound that was still oozing blood, and asked a little angrily, "Why do you want to do this?" ”

Bei Juese calmly met his gaze and said lightly: "Your Majesty, you know. ”

Zhu Yijun's movements stiffened, and his face gradually darkened. He raised his head and stared at Bei Jue Se with sad eyes, stretched out his hand and gently touched Bei Jue Se's face, and whispered as if pleading: "Xiao Bei, don't torture me like this again, okay?" ”

Bei Juese tilted his head to the side and said coldly: "It's the emperor, are you embarrassing me?" After being locked up by Zhu Yijun, Bei Juese was no longer too lazy to follow any "courtesy of a monarch and a minister", and his tone of voice changed from the previous humility to indifference and disdain.

Zhu Yijun sighed lightly, let go of his face and sat beside him dejectedly.

The two sat silently for a while, and the eunuch who had gone to get the golden medicine ran back breathlessly with a basin of water, some wound medicine, and a clean cloth belt.

After taking the water and medicine, Zhu Yijun asked the eunuch to relocate the bed that had been dismantled to a discrepancy shape, and he personally applied Jinchuang medicine to Bei Juese's wounds. When he took a lot of effort to clean the wound and wrap Bei Juese's neck up and down several times with a cloth belt, the eunuch had already returned the bed to its original appearance and made the bed.