Chapter 22: Shock

Seeing that Rong Qian frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something, his body shook suddenly, and then immediately looked towards the execution point, Yan Rin's eyes moved slightly. Before he had time to think about it, he saw Rong Qianqing jumping violently, gritting his teeth, gasping and closing his eyes, looking like he was about to jump on the stage and teach his ignorant self in his previous life a good lesson, he couldn't help but be moved and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Naturally moved by Rong Qian's attitude - although he knew that he would not be hated, Yan Rin felt ashamed for a long time, and he was very remorseful in his heart when he looked like Rong Qian. Now, when he looked at this man who had just been ordered by himself to cut so many knives, who had been so seriously injured, who had taken a special salt bath, and who had been tied up by such a strangled ox, he had secretly cursed for the unbearable pain last night, and now that he saw that the culprit had started the fire not only for his own suffering, but for his safety, he felt that his heart was hot and sour.

He smiled bitterly, but he was himself back then.

An emperor, when the situation was unstable, rashly left the palace and ran out to watch Ling Chi's minister...... Acting like this is not only disregarding one's own safety, but also leaving the impression of cruelty to others, which is really willful and naïve.

In fact...... Also...... Ruthless to the extreme......

In this way, there is really nothing wrong with the tyrannical and cruel accusations of the emperor when this will was made to go its own way...... The thought that suddenly turned over completely melted the bitter smile on Yan Rin's lips into a bitter one.

This bitterness became more and more intense when Rong Qian was rudely kneeling in front of him, trembling in pain, and when he saw himself looking down arrogantly on the high platform, and the familiar self-deprecating smile on Rong Qian's face, which was completely ignored, it was even thicker, and it was almost solidified.

The bitter lump with the liquid was tightly blocked in his throat like this, making Yan Rin speechless, unable to speak, and almost unable to breathe. However, his sense of hearing was not blocked, and the voice of the superior in his previous life, the gracious voice of the superior, came clearly, word by word.

"Rong Qian, do you have anything to say to me?"

The man's expression...... Are you in a daze? With that kind of look in his eyes, he wants to go back to the palace quickly, right? But, in the end, what came out of his mouth was the desire to continue last night's salt water bath.

Her heart seemed to be stuffed with something, but Yan Rin couldn't tell what those feelings entangled in her chest were.

He remembered the man's stoic expression when he rushed the salt water last night, and he understood the meaning of the request—those fat rats made him feel irrepressibly self-disgusted even more than the blood oozing from Rong Qian's body and the flesh turned out......

But what about all this? Through the vast starry sky, he couldn't stop his previous life; If he can't cross the barrier of time, he can't change everything that will happen next!

Sitting stiffly in front of the screen, Yan Rin looked in a daze as the ignorant self in his previous life continued to be cruel, looked at the person untimely smugness, and looked at him...... Hiding the pain with a smile, but can't hide it...... When the knife fell, the smile was like the bitterness of sighing.

In fact, Ling Chi on this day has solved many puzzles that Yan Rin has thought about but never dared to ask. For example, he knew how Rong Qian was so frightened that the executioner trembled, and he also knew that it was Xiaolou's communication that rang out at the right time again, helping him to survive this painful torture calmly and even peacefully.

It's just that these answers are just three words "like this" for Yan Rin, and even these three words are only a vague impression, and they can't really leave the slightest imprint in his intensely tense nerves.

At this time, half of Yan Rin's attention was focused on Rong Qian's right hand, and it became more and more tense as the blood and flesh gradually fell there, and the white bones appeared; And the spirit of the other half of him, like a giant beast rushing towards him, beat rapidly and heavily in his heart—all the steps made the same sound: "Near".

The executioner couldn't help shouting, his previous self frowned and stood up, more than a dozen sharp arrows suddenly broke through the air, Shi Jingyuan drew his sword to protect him, and countless sergeants poured out like a tide...... All these drastic changes, Yan Rin has paid attention to it flawlessly. He didn't blink his eyes for a moment, just stared at Rong Qian tightly, staring at ...... The man who was covered in scars, bound to the torture table, looked lazy and casual, but when the first arrow was fired at him, a gleam flashed in his eyes......

Rong Qian's expression, at the beginning, changed very richly. He was unhappy at first, then sighed in disapproval, and after raising his eyebrows again and depressedly, he sighed and squinted, and simply showed a thoughtful look. These expressions changed rapidly, and they were all slight, and even Yan Rin could only roughly guess that there should be at least annoyance about the sudden change in the situation, dissatisfaction with the slaughter of the people, and the worry about the defense of the capital, which he had specifically mentioned to himself later.

However, the vague speculation was only for this short moment, when Rong Qian's gaze turned to the middle of the Imperial Forest Army, such distant gazes and deep sighs made all his thoughts appear clearly in front of Yan Rin like a clear and shallow stream.

Of course...... How can you not understand it? In that look, there is a clear difference, there is such a deep worry, and such a firm love. Has...... Back then, because I couldn't see it, I thought it didn't exist, but in fact, it was from beginning to end, never disappeared from that person's heart, so deep, so strong affection......

With a long sigh, Yan Rin tried hard to calm his excitement, he breathed hard, his eyes widened, as if Rong Qian was staring at his previous life on the screen, staring at him tightly, lest he miss any look on his face.

He watched as he pursed his lips suddenly, as his eyes were clasped on him, refusing to stagger them slightly, as his brows tightened tighter and tighter, as he looked straight at himself, his blood-soaked body wrapped in a fishing net had begun to struggle...... Then, looking at him, as if he had heard some exclamation, his eyes cleared, and the struggle of his body stopped at the same time.

Is...... A reminder of the small building?

Come to think of it, even last night, in prison, in that no-man's land, when he was about to burst out with strength beyond ordinary people, he would still be reminded to stop it, not to mention now, in front of these many people......

The eyes suddenly became hot, something sour, along the nose, rushed up vigorously, one hand stopped the record, Yan Rin covered his eyes with the other hand, let out a long breath, he threw his body straight to the back behind him.

As early as the moment when he knew that Rong Qian was a person in Xiaolou and realized what power he had used to save him in his previous life, Yan Rin was moved and heartbroken.

In his previous life, he already knew that Rong Qian treated himself very well, and for his own sake, he really didn't even want his life. But at that time, Yan Rin's knowledge was limited after all, and he never thought that the price that person paid for himself would be many times more terrifying than death. Then he remembered that he had given such cruel orders, so ruthlessly and unjustly to him, and so ...... deliberately came to the execution ground, wanting to humiliate him and beg for mercy, which caused this disaster, forcing him to break the rules and do everything to save himself...... My heart suddenly sank, and I only felt even more remorseful and painful.

Such an outbreak, in front of so many people, using supernormal power, causing such a shocking situation, what kind of result that person would get, Yan Rin knew very well. He didn't want to think about it, but he didn't want to, and he couldn't think about it—

Article 17 of Part V of the WTO Accession Regulations, Punishment Regulations:

“…… Violators are not allowed to return to the present world through physical destruction, but must remain in the time after the physical destruction of the body. Penalty period, fifty years ......"

Dozens of ink characters fell on Yan Rin's heart, like dozens of poisonous stingers, pierced through the dead, embedded in the flesh and blood, and could no longer be pulled out, but the venom seeped into the heart and flowed all over the body along the blood. From the moment he learned the truth, the poison continued to circulate throughout his body, day and night, in pain. Today, I saw with my own eyes that these ink-stained poisonous blood characters turned into dozens of bombs and exploded together, leaving only my heart, dripping with blood......

Such power, such an explosion...... Absolute...... It's not the flesh of an ordinary human being in this era, who might be able to afford it!

Yan Rin remembered the explanation given by Rong Qian to this storm when they met again, and couldn't help but want to smile bitterly, but the muscles on her face had already stiffened, and she couldn't squeeze out even a trace of laughter.

Instantly boost your skills? Dozens of times more powerful and backlash?

Appearance! Compatible ...... You said...... What a light stroke......

If so, the power is to combine all the skills of the highest martial arts people in the world, hundreds or even thousands of times, and it is absolutely difficult to achieve!

And that backfire......

Unconsciously stretched out her hand, Yan Rin grabbed her chest tightly, as if she wanted to grasp the fiercely beating object in it, lest in the next moment, the thin heart wall would no longer be able to hold back such a rising pain, and suddenly burst open.

On the screen, Rong Qian's physical struggle had stopped. He frowned slightly, as if he didn't take the advice from Xiaolou very seriously, his eyes were always fixed on the torture platform, his eyes didn't blink, he only stared at it, the royal robe was stained with blood, his face was sad, his eyes were painful, he didn't look at the cold light and bloody blood of the sharp blade around him, and only cared about the young man who bent the bow and arrows at himself......

Suddenly, Yan Rin wanted to ask the man who was tightly tied in the fishing net, dripping with blood, and pointed directly at him by a sharp arrow, why.

Why is there a sudden sadness in his eyes? Why is there a gentle look of nostalgia on his face? Why stare so closely at this ruthless emperor who treated him so cruelly and still wants to kill him? Why...... Why has Ming Ming been persuaded by Xiao Lou's warning, Ming Ming knows very well what the consequences of violating the law will be, Ming Ming has stopped, and made the most correct choice, Ming Ming...... The arrow had already reached his chest, and he would soon be able to return to Xiaolou to live the happiest life, but he was still ...... Just as the steel knives were about to be added to the murderer, they suddenly exploded......

The storm rose out of thin air, and the wind and sand in the sky were charming, and it was difficult to see outsiders. Xiaolou's equipment ignores the harsh conditions of the natural world, and calmly displays the record faithfully on the screen.

So, Yan Rin saw that the water-soaked ox basket and the finely mesh fishing net were tightened and broken, and flew out far away with blood and minced meat.

But the man who had just been tied up, with the debris of flesh and blood that had not yet fallen, flew even more. In an instant, he had fallen beside the young emperor who was about to die, and Sen Ran shouted angrily: "Bastard! ”

That man, covered in blood and scars, his right arm was from the elbow down, and there were only a few scattered flesh and blood bones left, however, he was majestic, and several steel knives that slashed at the emperor were cut in two in his remaining left hand, and then his hand was tightened, and the number of severed blades in his hand was shattered inch by inch, and it fell into the wind.

A strange storm radiated outwards from the bruised body, sweeping in all directions. The guards who were closer were staggering in the storm, and the soldiers who were farther away were already screaming and falling several feet away. Only Yan Rin, who was protected by this storm and stood side by side with him, stood safely and steadily, from beginning to end, even the corners of his clothes were never lifted......

With such a strange scene, it is no wonder that many people who passed through this incident would accept the explanation of the punishment from the heavens, and even themselves, because of their incomprehension, heard the person's sentence "similar to the evil skill of the disintegration of the heavenly demons", and they were prevaricated......

Pressing back the untimely thoughts that suddenly popped up, Yan Rin breathed hard, but he couldn't exhale the duffled gloom like rain clouds, pain and shame were entangled, pressed tightly on his heart, and faintly bred a trace of fear that he would never want to admit.

He had never seen Rong Qian so angry.

The humbness in Yan Rin's heart, whether it is gentleness in the early years, domineering in the future, or calmness in the future, is always calm. In memory, a hundred years of fingers, even if it is a great difficulty, you can wait and watch it in front of him; has entered the world several times on the screen, even if he has been mistreated repeatedly, he has never seen such an angry face.

However, Yan Rin's fear did not come from Rong Qian's anger - he had been a human being for two lives, and he had long passed the age when he would be so easily frightened, and besides, he knew very well in his heart that Rong Qian's anger was not aimed at him.

It wasn't anger at himself, it wasn't against the man who was so cruel to him, it was ......

watched Rong Qian dismount Chun Yuhua and throw him to the ground, crushing every bone of his inch; Watching him look around and shouting, the generals of the rebel army were all shocked and their fighting spirit was completely destroyed...... In his previous life, Rong Qianna made him calm and determined, determined never to give up, and never be compared to the brilliance of that heavenly posture, but now, it only made him feel sad and painful.

He knew that this kind of anger, such a desperate outburst of anger, was aimed at those who wanted to kill the king and rebel, and wanted to kill the self in his previous life, that ...... The one who hurt him, tortured him, and in the end, did not forget the emperor who wanted to kill him.

Tensing his body, Yan Rin desperately restrained the chill that welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he forced himself to keep an eye on Rong Qian's angry face—staring at the deep shame and remorse in his heart, although he was afraid, almost uncontrollably wanted to tremble, but he refused to look away for a moment......

That person's deep affection and unwavering love, he can't help but experience!

His own ungrateful cruelty and irreparable sin, he can't help but see clearly!

Even if it's fear...... Also...... Evasion is never allowed......

Yan Rin believes that the record he saw today in just a dozen minutes is trivial and trivial, but even if he exhausts his long life, he will never forget it - not only Rong Qian's anger against the traitor, but also many others, which he had ignored for one reason or another, but really, the look on that person's face.

He saw his grievances when he ignored him and walked towards the rebels, he saw his smug relief when he realized his intentions, and he looked at his boneless right hand thinking, but quietly inhaled cold air because of the pain...... Also seen...... Although I saw and remembered it back then, I never really understood it, and even at that time, because I was immersed in my own excitement, I couldn't even say that I really saw it...... The silent, deep, distant gaze he gave himself......

Now, he finally understood the deep thoughts in those eyes—only now, but finally understood.

It is gratification, longing, sorrow, attachment, and ...... I have already made up my mind...... The ...... to come? Parting......

What happened next was a scene that Yan Rin had recalled countless times in his mind in his past and present lives, and he was extremely familiar with it, and he knew that he would never forget it. It's just that back then, under the excitement of his emotions, his observation power was greatly reduced, and now when he sees the old scene again, there are still many tiny details like dust, gently floating on his heart, filling in the memory completely.

He remembered that although the man had never really hated him for being cruel, he could not help but be angry, and lost his temper, and beat him on his lap like a child, but it was the first time he saw him, and after he was angry, he held his head so gently, sighed long, and carefully helped him to his feet.

He remembered that the person had looked at him so coldly, said ruthless words, and was about to leave, but in the end he turned back, hugged him, and wanted to wipe away his tears for him, but he just knew that that person couldn't hear his desperate screams so much......

He remembered that the man's eyebrows and eyes were full of indifference, and in front of his tearful self, he casually twisted off the white bone under his right elbow and threw it on the ground, mockingly telling himself not to care; I also remember that he sighed deeply, hugged himself with his only remaining arm, patted his shoulder, and soothed himself and let himself climb on top of him and weep silently.

He remembers......

I remember smiling so faintly, I remember telling him so gently, I remember him rubbing his hair, hugging himself, and wanting to be a good emperor and a happy person.

Then, with a quick blow......

Everything is as it is remembered.

However......

But after that, he never saw anything!

He didn't know that the man had carefully stroked his messy hair after he had fainted, and stared at his face quietly, his gaze as gentle as water.

He didn't know that that person's face had turned a little pale and bleak, and gradually became extinct; I don't know that his body was shaking so helplessly, and it was extremely difficult to even stand.

He never knew that before the man left, he had smiled so wryly, and looked at himself one last time, his eyes full of reluctance...... I don't know that in the next moment, he picked up his breath and galloped away, rushed into the secret passage, went out of the palace, stole the fast horse, beat the horse like flying, and galloped for a hundred miles...... I don't know...... After finally exerting the last bit of strength in his body, he fell uncontrollably to the ground from his horse in a no-man's field, and then, in the heavy rain, he slowly suffered......

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Chapter XXIII Punishment

Between the thick inky black clouds that covered the sky, there were suddenly countless bean-sized raindrops, which smashed down fiercely.

The wind blew in the wilderness, and swept the dust everywhere, but the rain continued to pour down, and the dust and the rain clung into patches of mud, and spread on the ground in all directions. After a while, the wind and rain intensified, and the raindrops slanted into the muddy water, splashing small gray arrows several inches long. But with a cup of tea, the sky and the earth are already gray and watery.

Rong Qian lay in the water, motionless.

His clothes were soaking wet, sticking limply to his wound-covered skin. The icy rain mingled with the blood from the wounds it had smashed and cracked, sliding down the folds of his clothes, injecting wisps of light red into the muddy water beneath him.

But his face was pale, and even his lips were gray and bloodless. I don't know if it's because it's too cold or too painful, the muscles on the whole face are trembling slightly, but they are not very twisted - at this time, Rong Qian has long lost the power he just had on the law field, although the unbearable pain made him want to go crazy, but the nerves and muscles of the whole body have long stopped obeying his call, and it is already his limit to be able to make some expressions and move his lips.

Looking at the picture on the screen blankly, Yan Rin was completely stunned.

Rong Qian never told him, not even in Qinggu's story, he never knew in his previous life, and he never even thought that Rong Qian, that person, had such a tragic and embarrassing encounter - and this encounter was caused by him.

Something suddenly burst at the mouth of the heart, and the burning pain quickly swept through the whole body, and every inch of skin and every nerve shouted the same sound - pain! However, he knew that it hurt, but he didn't know why, his brain waves seemed to be frozen by the rain in front of him, and he seemed to be shocked by this extreme pain.

But the numb mind finally gradually returned.

By this time, Rong Qian's situation had improved greatly.

Although he was still lying motionless in the muddy and stinking water, although his body, the blood that was constantly oozing, the rain that never stopped, and the muddy water that flew up and splashed were still mixed together, and kept flowing down, although his face was still pale and bloodless, the muscles on his face had stopped trembling a quarter of an hour ago, and there was no pain in his eyes.

This is a communication from Xiao Lou - Yan Rin, who has regained her ability to think, quickly made a judgment. With his authority, he had no way of knowing the exact content of this conversation, and he didn't want to know either.

What could it be? What else will be the newsletter at this time?

Xiaolou's classmates, presumably, are counting that person. said that he was foolish, that he was stupid, that he didn't know how to cherish himself, but for the sake of a simulated person, a ...... Such a sacrifice was made by the people who hated him, who hurt him, who tried to humiliate him.

It's nonsense indeed! Stupidity indeed!

Such a pay, such a price, such a desperate ...... He, how can he be ......

Tears finally couldn't hold back, slowly flowing down the corners of the eyes, the hot liquid slid down the skin, leaving two cool marks on the cheeks.

It's like a heart, as cold as a burn.

Rong Qian's muscles and bones were broken at this time, as early as in his previous life, Yan Rin knew about it from An Wuji's mouth, and after his reincarnation, he studied the rules of Xiaolou in detail, and now he has witnessed the scale of Rong Qian's mental power storm and the appearance of shaking this heavy injury, so although he has not heard the details talked about in the conversation between Rong Qian and Zhang Minxin, he has also judged his injuries very clearly.

Xiaolouren's body is slowly evolving with such a strong spiritual power. But the human body in this world cannot reach such perfection. Although such a powerful force can burst out through a momentary emergency, the impact it brings afterwards is far beyond what the body of a person in this age can bear.

Rong Qian's current physical condition is like this.

Bones, muscles, and even every cell in his body were constantly crumbling under the squeeze of powerful force, and if it was an ordinary person, this kind of collapse was even enough to make his body shatter inch by inch and turn into ashes. That is, Rong Qian has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his internal and external skills are extremely profound, and his physical condition is far beyond ordinary people, so he can barely save his life - but this is already his limit.

Yan Rin can never forget what Rong Qian's physical condition was like back then.

He can't blow the wind, he can't stand the cold, he can't be too tired, even the trivial things like going out to ride a horse have to be weighed again, and he must choose when the weather is excellent and his physical condition is excellent before he can travel...... That body that could be used as self-sustaining, and the martial arts that dealt with all the secret opponents were long gone...... So much so that the ...... However, after only three arrows, he was seriously injured and almost died......

Whereas...... is such a body, or he can barely have it after exercising, taking supplements, and recuperating for several years.

Yan Rin still remembers how shocked and remorseful he was when he thought that Rong Qian was just "not in good health" when he learned what kind of self-torture he had endured to barely maintain such an image in front of him, however, despite that...... At that time, he believed the words of An Wuji and Qinggu and others, and he really thought that the worst situation was like that.

But it turned out that the truth was far more cruel than he could have imagined!

If, Rong Qian's martial arts are a little worse...... If...... The power was beyond his reach......

Yan Rin hardly dared to think about such an assumption, but this thought seemed to be alive, and he automatically shouted there, and his voice was like a bell, buzzing in his mind continuously:

If that's the case...... Could it be that that parting will be an eternal decision? Could it be that from now on, there will be no more such person in this world who he cherishes and owes? Could it be that he will spend his whole life there looking forward to that person seeing the achievements he has made, looking forward to maybe meeting again one day, but he will never know that he has long since turned into ashes for him, melted into the wind, and dissipated between heaven and earth?

Yes...... Bar......

It will be like that!

As long as Rong Qian's internal and external strength are slightly worse, there will be, and it will inevitably end like this.

No, it's not even over yet!

Fifty years, fifty years of punishment, within fifty years, even if his life is gone, that person can't go back to Xiaolou. He had to stop in the corpse, a little bit, to feel the decay of his body......

miserable, terrible, unbearable...... But...... Now the ending...... But it's not necessarily good.

Fifty years of pain......

Fifty years of disability, fifty years of injury, fifty years of ...... The life of not being able to run, not being able to jump, and even a small storm to bring unbearable pain is the result of this overly strong body that has not been destroyed!

However, the ending now is indeed ...... Want...... Better......

There has never been a moment in the two lives when Yan Rin is so grateful to the village girl named Qinggu. He couldn't imagine how miserable and ...... that person would have been without her Terrible fifty years.

The body is rotten, the flesh is rotten and the bones are damaged, and there may even be many maggots breeding, and many insects and ants crawling in and out...... Fifty years...... Such fifty years...... How can he bear it!

Looking at the screen that had already rained and sunny, the upper half of his body was exposed to the sun, but the lower half was still lying in the dirty and smelly muddy water, attracting countless flies and mosquitoes to suck blood in the many wounds on his body, Yan Rin only felt that there was a burst of blackness in front of him - such a situation, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he couldn't wait to rush into the screen, no matter what the future holds, he had to change this history first...... Whereas...... If so...... If that person is really in such a worst situation......

Supporting his dizzy head with his left hand, Yan Rin gritted his teeth fiercely and told himself not to think about it anymore.

Although the unbearable scene did not happen, when the village girl in his memory appeared on the screen, Rong Qian's appearance was enough to make him deeply feel that the sudden surge of strong gratitude before was absolutely deserved. Because, if there was another possibility, he could not accept it anyway, and even, even imagining it, was enough to torture him to the point of madness.

Seeing the dirty and smelly wild dog appear next to Rong Qian, turning its pus-drenched body, constantly sniffing at the person who couldn't move, and startling him trembling to drive away, Yan Rin had already clenched his fists involuntarily, and his whole body was tense and stiff, and when he saw that the dog actually raised its hind legs and made a posture of peeing on Rong Qian's face, the screams came out of the mouths of the two people at the same time with a tacit understanding through time and space......

Qinggu was startled by Rong Qian's screaming, she shouted and waved her arms, but she scared away the wild dogs that Rong Qian was powerless to drive. This situation is quite dramatic, but Yan Rin at this time really didn't appreciate God's little humor.

But Rong Qian's interest seemed to be extremely high.

Rong Qian was lying in the rancid muddy water, half of the wound was exposed to the scorching sun, the other half was soaked in mud, and his body was suffering far more than the world imagined, but on the contrary, his attitude was extremely comfortable, as if all this did not exist, he still took advantage of the shade and water, comfortably leaned on the recliner in the garden of Xiangfu, and chatted with friends casually.

With a very subtle but very genuine smile on his face, his eyes sparkled, he made up a large list of his "heroic deeds", and talked about it like a river, so that the honest and simple girl was stunned when she heard it, and even Yan Rin paused for a moment, only to remember that their spiritual power can isolate the pain a little by speaking, and he hoped that he would be able to speak freely or get better, which he himself knew was actually impossible.

Rong Qian's endless poor mouth appearance is also quite ridiculous. It's just that Yan Rin saw that although his expression was comfortable, his body still couldn't even move, just soaked in the mud like that, his whole body was black, and he didn't know how much dirt had been in the wound, and he was already distressed and blamed himself to the extreme, and then heard him admit that because of the knife cutting his bones and breaking his bones, the rain and the sun, his whole body was in pain at this time, and he didn't even have the strength to laugh - but his eyes were hot and sour, and if he didn't endure it, he would almost fall into tears again.

Yan Rin was a strong and proud person in his previous life, and he always thought that even if crying would not be ashamed, it was also quite embarrassing, and now he wanted to cry twice in a day, and once he really cried, which is really a very rare thing. But by this time, the greatest regret had filled his whole heart, and he had no care to be ashamed of his feelings. After steasing his mind, Yan Rin narrowed his eyes slightly, and watched Rong Qian go from day to night, watching Qinggu make up her mind to save him home, looking at him, after being dragged to the ground for a while, he was moved into a simple temporary cart, and was pulled all the way back to Qinggu's extremely small and dilapidated thatched house.

What were you doing at that time?

Seeing that Rong Qian had been suffering for time in this deserted village after being half-dragged and half-hugged by Qinggu on a broken bed made of straw, this thought suddenly and irrepressibly popped up in Yan Rin's heart.

Is it the little injury on the buttocks that will be raised under the careful care of the imperial doctor? Is it to order Shi Jingyuan to command reliable manpower, monitor all the clans and ministers, and purge all those involved in this rebellion with an iron fist? Was it the edict that Rong Qian had arranged for him, but because he was afraid that they would stop Ling Chi, he deliberately sent the capable ministers and good generals to the Quartet to accompany the important ministers from all over the country to Beijing for an audience? Or, plan carefully, sort out a series of methods, arrange a grand banquet, and prepare to appease and win people's hearts?

Of course, at that time, I also thought about him. Thinking about whether his previous arrogance was hidden, thinking about where he would hide, and where he was going to find it...... But that's all there is to it, right? At that time, I was thinking more about how to use this opportunity to get rid of the threat of the clan, how to appease the local princes and important ministers, so that they would not prevent themselves from holding power, right...... How can you secure your throne faster and better......

When that man was leaving, he did say that he wanted to be a good emperor. However, can your own behavior really be explained by this reason?

Bitterness rose from the bottom of her heart, and gradually surged up like a rising tide, until she filled her mouth, Yan Rin stared closely at the straw bed, the person who had not fallen asleep for two or three days in pain, and had barely fallen asleep because he was too tired just now, but because he lost consciousness, he involuntarily let out one moan after another, and his heart was full of sorrow.

Still is...... Didn't take it seriously, did you? Although he said that he paid attention to it, in his heart, he didn't particularly care about it at all......

Knowing that the man was covered with scars, knowing that he had lost his right hand and having difficulty moving, knowing that he had just been tortured for two days under his own orders, knowing that he was ...... What a lot of power it takes to cause such an earth-shattering change......

However, he did not even have the slightest worry, the slightest worry.

If it were the other way around, it would be completely different, right? If he was tortured like this and then broke out with all his might, that person would definitely be very, very worried, very, very worried...... In any case, you can't rest assured, right?

But why, is he so relieved? Why did he not even have the slightest worry about Rong Qian's safety at that time?

It's because ...... Too much convincing? Too much belief in that person's strength, too much belief in nothing in the world that can be difficult for him?

How ...... Amusing......

Covering his right palm over his face, Yan Rin looked out through the gap between his fingers, looking at the person who could no longer control himself in his sleep, and his face showed an expression of extreme pain, and a very bitter smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

How self-righteous, how ...... Hateful...... Amusing! He thinks he knows and thinks he understands, but in fact, he ...... What do you know?

If not, in the previous life, that person was once again angry because his life was in danger, and Qinggu couldn't bear to explain in detail, he actually ...... What the...... You wouldn't know, would you......

And now, the cruel truth described in such cruel words is clearly displayed in front of Yan Rin:

He watched the man lie on a bed of grass, tormented by great pain day and night; Seeing that he couldn't move, even to eat and drink, he had to be picked up by a village girl and fed mouthful; Watching him sleep on broken grass and eat coarse food, the herbs he used were simple and simple, and none of them had even been processed; Looking at how many times the wounds on his body have been infected and suppurated, and how many times he has had a high fever due to infection, I don't know how long he has been recuperating, and there is only a little blood on his face.

He looked at ...... Before the Windy Festival...... That man's life has always been, as it is......

Yan Rin still remembers the Wind Festival.

This person is a generation of famous generals, and he is even known as the god of war in Chen and Zhao, and his reputation is so great that Yan Rin, who is far away in Yan State and is only in power after his death, has heard of it...... It's just that Feng Jinjie is really this person.

Wind Boy......

After the assassination of the hunting ground that year, after Rong Qian was seriously injured, he asked him to send someone to Zhao State to the curtain of the famous minister Lu Dongli who "came back from the dead" to find this person to treat his injuries. And soon after he traveled thousands of miles to find someone, Qinggu told him that this person had called himself Fengjinjie.

Yan Rin still remembered that everyone who heard about it at that time was quite shocked and hesitant. It's just that first, this matter is not about himself, second, this person is Rong Qian's friend and is naturally credible, and third, at that time, he was sad about many things, and he really couldn't spare the energy to think about this person's identity and doubts - besides, such an absurd thing of changing a skin and being reborn was what the world could get at that time?

At that time, he was all about Rong Qian's injury, so he heard Qinggu say that he was radiant and graceful, and seeing that he was a good doctor, he only praised him for being a friend of Rong Qian. After getting along for a long time, I saw that his talent was high. also had the intention of soliciting, but because his behavior was too wild, in the end, even the act of investigating his life history was stopped for the sake of Rong Qian.

Later, in order to persuade Rong Qian to follow him to the master for treatment, Yan Rin also talked to him about the origin of this person - but he did not intend to delve into it. Moreover, back then, he listened to the words of Feng Jinjie who said, "It is an army of 100,000, and I will also ensure that you have no return", and believed that there is really a miraculous medical skill that heals well and humblely, and he never thought that the master of this Feng Jinjie is the most magical small building in the legend.

Now, the man will feel much better...... Thinking of what Qinggu said back then, the medical skills that only took half a day to cure Rong Qian for the better, Yan Rin couldn't help but smile slightly-although the result of the treatment still made him feel sad and blame himself when he thought about it, but it was really a very gratifying and fortunate thing to be able to reduce Rong Qian's pain that was almost worse than death. And the person who had never seen it in person, the most open meeting between that person and Xiaolou's classmates, really made Yan Rin a little curious.

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Chapter 24 Yiyi

The meeting between Rong Qian and Feng Jinjie was indeed as Yan Rin expected, and the atmosphere was extremely relaxed and casual.

Although lying on the bed and unable to move, seeing the table full of good dishes, no one fed me and couldn't even eat a bite; Although he was injured, he was teased by the "doctor" who came to treat him for his lack of common sense, but Rong Qian's spirit was undoubtedly excellent. Such a pleasant look, a joking word, and even a happy look with a light in his eyes were indeed something that Yan Rin had never seen in him during this time, or even for a long time.

It's just that such high emotions didn't last long.

Feng Jinjie said frankly: Rong Qian's injuries are too serious, even if it is a specially made elixir that transcends the times, it is impossible for him to heal. The best result of treatment is to make him able to walk. He still couldn't run, he couldn't jump, he lost all his martial arts, and he would ache all over his body when it rained—even this must have to be achieved after a long period of hard work and training.

Such a fact was something that Yan Rin had already known in his previous life, but now that he heard Feng Jinjie say it so directly, he still inevitably felt disappointed and sad - he was mentally prepared to do so, not to mention Rong Qian, who had great hopes? Hearing that there was no hope of healing, he was immediately devastated, even his face turned pale, and when he saw Feng Jinjie's ridiculous attitude, he gritted his teeth even more, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"If you can go back to the small building, with all the facilities there, it shouldn't take long for your body to fully recover." Feng Jinjie didn't take his anger seriously, and gave a new option with a light smile.

Suddenly, Rong Qian smiled and his eyebrows widened: "Then let's go back quickly." ”

Yan Rin's heart suddenly tightened.

He knew that Rong Qian's inconvenient and painful physical condition, as anyone else, must be very depressed, sad, and want to change, and when this opportunity for change is placed in front of him, anyone will definitely want to seize it immediately. Even, even he himself, after seeing the pain of that person's treatment and the hopelessness of healing, had made up his mind that he would never see him again for the rest of his life, even for the rest of his life...... I will never hear from him again, and I must persuade Rong Qian to go to the magical master in his legend with that wind festival, so that he can be as healthy as ever.

It's just that, having said that, when he heard it with his own ears, the man was so unhesitating, and immediately agreed to go back to Xiaolou happily, without even thinking about it, which meant that the farewell between the two, he still couldn't help but feel sad.

In his previous life, when he met again, Rong Qian once told him that he stayed in the suburbs of Beijing and stayed in the closest place to him because he was unwilling to abandon him.

This is the truth - Yan Rin still remembers the stunned look on Rong Qian's face at that time, the sincere emotion in his eyes, and the faint softness in his tone. These most deceitful natural expressions, as well as too many things in the years since, make Yan Rin absolutely believe that that person is really reluctant to him. Even now, he can be inexplicably sure that even if he goes back to Xiaolou, he will go back to the place where they will be separated forever, and that person will definitely be like he is looking at him at the moment, through the wide screen created by modern technology, pay attention to him every day, care about him, and watch everything that happens around him carefully......

It's just that...... It's just that he still can't help but hope that that person will be willing to stay by his side,

Such an idea is really too greedy, right?

At that time, that person had clearly said that with his status and merits, once he returned to the court, it would be difficult to settle, and at the beginning, he had no intention of seeing him again.

With such a mind, for that person, there is actually no difference between looking at himself in Xiaolou and looking at himself in the suburbs of Beijing, right? Perhaps, in a place where technology is so advanced that it is easy to cross the high palace walls, he can see more and more completely.

However, he is always greedy.

Even though he knew, he finally chose to stay in this world, and the two didn't miss it; Even if he understands that even if he chooses another direction, it does not mean that he will abandon himself, and he will continue to pay attention to himself; Even if, even if it is extremely certain that if it is the self in the previous life who makes the choice, it will inevitably call him back...... Still...... I always hope that that person will choose to stay by his side for the first time, at least ...... It is also to stay in the world that belongs to him......

Of course, Rong Qian stayed in the end - otherwise, there would be no entanglement between the two in that life, and in this life, he was struggling to pursue - but Yan Rin never expected that the reason that person said was actually for Qinggu.

With a bitter smile, Yan Rin suddenly felt a melancholy in her heart.

He wasn't jealous of Qinggu - there was no way, and he was not qualified.

In her previous life, Yan Rin already knew how much that clumsy, uninformed, and ignorant village girl had done for Rong Qian.

The grace of saving lives, the virtue of care...... This can be summed up in just eight words, and behind it is the most sincere emotion, the most arduous care and the most selfless dedication.

What kind of mind does a weak woman, a girl who grew up with the contempt and ridicule of the villagers, save a strange man, and how to overcome shyness, so that she can wipe her body, bathe, apply medicine, and even ...... for this paralyzed man every day Defecation help?

Not to mention, she saved Rong Qian, saved the person who was extremely important to him, but infinitely disappointed, which was equivalent to—or even better—saving himself, just by virtue of her actions in the past many days, even if Yan Rin was just a bystander, and even if she was inevitably a little jealous of Qinggu at first, she was often moved by what she did day by day.

What's more, Rong Qian is still the one who has personally experienced all this and has indeed received her great favor?

For such a young girl, if he doesn't want to be grateful, doesn't love, and isn't willing to do anything for her, then what kind of person is he - in Yan Rin's memory, Rong Qian has never been so ignorant.

With Rong Qian's person, it is really normal to regard this Qinggu who saved his life as his own relative, and when he thinks of her feelings when he encounters something, he is willing to stay in the world for her. Whereas...... Compared with...... That one...... He suffered so much, and he really didn't have any qualifications to fall into such a field, to compare, and I hope that he would choose to stay for himself, not for Qinggu, right?

It's just that there will be some ...... It's hard to settle......

Even though he knew what a stark contrast between his own harm to Rong Qian and Qinggu's care for him; Even if he understands that, even if he says this, in Rong Qian's heart, he is still the heavier—the heaviest one; Even though he knew that his choice had nothing to do with who he valued at all, there was still a sour feeling in his heart, and in his condensed chest, it turned into a soft sigh.

In this conversation, what makes Yan Rin uneasy is not only this most critical topic-

He felt guilty and sad to hear that the man had been clearly pointed out that "he couldn't let go of himself and had put himself in such a desperate situation"; He was suddenly ashamed that the relationship between the two was directly rated as "Genji's ending"; He was inexplicably warm in his heart when he saw Rong Qian asking questions in a daze, rolling his eyes stupidly; He also felt a sudden pain because the man had unwittingly described himself as "going to die or live......

However, none of this compares to the shock he received when he heard Rong Qian talk about him.

Afraid that he will misunderstand that all the results are his arrangement? Afraid that your self-esteem will be hit? Afraid that no one cares about their efforts? Shaking her head, Yan Rin couldn't help but sigh again.

Yan Rin always knew that Rong Qian was very reluctant to let himself know the truth of the year, if it weren't for that series of accidents, he would really rather die with stigma like this. Back then, Feng Changqing also said that the reason why Rong Qian refused to tell the truth to himself was that he was unwilling to blow himself and did not want future generations to cover up his exploits with his actions.

These are indeed Rong Qian's heartfelt words, and every sentence is absolutely false. It's just that Yan Rin now already knows that that person made such a decision, not only for these reasons.

He's scared......

The experience of several lifetimes has long carved a lot of scars on that person's heart, although at that time, he may not have realized it himself, but in fact, he no longer has any hope of a happy ending. Therefore, the future that Rong Qian hopes for is to sacrifice himself to achieve Yan Rin's achievements, not the two of them together, side by side to forge a brilliant period - he has long known that those facts, even if they tell him, will end ...... Also...... Nothing will change.

Such an idea, in fact, ...... Very insightful......

Although he was very reluctant to think like this, although such a judgment made him feel a burning pain in his heart every time he thought about it, Yan Rin couldn't help but admit that if there was no shocking change in the Dharma field, even if he learned the truth, he might not believe it—even if he believed it, he might not be grateful, but he was afraid that he would feel that he was being tricked and used, and then under the anger of the mood, the hatred would be even stronger......

However, after all, these things had never happened, and at this time, Rong Qian was already determined to stay away from the court, so there was no need to worry about this aspect.

It's just that...... Still can't put yourself at ease?

Even if he was mistreated in every way, even if he was determined never to see each other, even if he almost had to go back to Xiaolou, he was still ...... Secure......

There was something that rippled warmly in his heart, but it was mixed with a little sourness, so that Yan Rin couldn't hold back anymore, and sighed in melancholy.

That person, all his life, was for him.

spoiled him and protected him as a child; forced him to teach him when he was young; did his best to save him on the execution ground; I didn't want him to see him die, so I ran away from him with my crippled body and Pegasus; I didn't want to embarrass him, and I lived in seclusion in the village and refused to see him again; Even at this moment, he obviously thought that it was the time to see each other again, but that person still listened to some trivial things, so he couldn't help but pity him, frowned, and couldn't rest assured that he couldn't stop him......

How ...... Amusing.

He knew all this, he knew his place in that person's heart, and before, he was unwilling to leave him for Qinggu......

That's kind of ...... It can be said that ...... Is it chaotic to care?

Laughing self-deprecatingly, Yan Rin shook her head slightly, condensed her mind, and continued to read.

For a period of time afterward, Rong Qian's life was monotonous and boring, but Yan Rin almost burst into tears when he saw it.

In Yan Rin's previous life, he was an "ancient", in this life, extremely high technology, and people's bodies have become parts that can be replaced at any time, and "rehabilitation", a treatment method between the two eras, is actually just an abstract term for him.

Of course, in a large number of video materials, he has seen the hardships of the rehabilitated with his own eyes. But those people ...... It's not Rong Qian!

Rong Qian's image in Yan Rin's heart was quite fixed for a long time in his previous life. He once thought that whether it was Rong Qian when his martial arts were almost unmatched, or he was weak after the reunion, it was just a change in his body shape and appearance - in terms of expression and bearing, even if he was tortured or seriously injured and dying, that person, in his heart, should always be calm in words and deeds, and calm in bearing.

Until that time...... It wasn't until the "assassination" incident that made him so remorseful and couldn't forgive himself for the rest of his life that he really knew what kind of effort that person had to make to maintain such a no-nonsense image and stand in front of him with a smile again; He just ...... I saw with my own eyes how painful, embarrassed, and ...... that so-called treatment was There is no dignity......

At that time, in order to accompany that person in the treatment, every day, he did not force himself not to waver in the slightest, forced himself, smiled firmly, looked at everything, but in his heart, he screamed frantically many times, hoping that this time it was just a nightmare.

Later, the man miraculously recovered his health, and he thought that this terrible dream had finally come to an end. He vowed never to let such a scene reappear!

But now......

Sighing bitterly and silently, Yan Rin unconsciously clenched her fists, her eyes were still staring at the screen, looking at that, repeating with great difficulty, those who should have been the simplest movements:

One, two, three times, Rong Qian slowly repeated the movement of bending his fingers, five degrees, ten degrees...... Slowly, his fingers can touch the palm of his hand, and he can stretch it out, or he can basically lay flat on the bed......

It hurts too much, or it is too tired, and a lot of sweat keeps pouring out, which has covered Rong Qian's face. The sweat gradually flowed down in all directions, wetting the sheet under him, and staining it deeply.

Rong Qian's eyelashes were also covered with a lot of sweat, almost falling into his eyes, but he couldn't raise his hand to wipe it for himself. So he closed his eyes, trying to keep the sweat out of his eyelids.

After a long time, sweat finally seeped through the gap between his upper and lower eyelids. The salty liquid fell on his eyeballs, stabbing Rong Qian's eyes with pain, so from time to time, he would wrinkle his face, as if in this way, he could expel this uncomfortable feeling......

However, Yung Qian never stopped exercising his body.

When the fingers are moved, they turn their wrists as hard as they can; When the whole hand can move, try to move the arm again; When his upper limbs were really tired, he applied these movements to his lower limbs......

This kind of daily rehabilitation, as long as Qinggu is not around, Rong Qian will definitely insist on it, on average, his daily practice time will always be about five hours. Although every time, he always has to be tired and sweaty, but after a long time of perseverance, his hands and feet can finally move, although every movement of his is still difficult and slow, and the posture is quite weird, but getting up and walking by himself is no longer a problem after all......

However, in Rong Qian's life, Yan Rin's eyes were torn apart, and the painful things didn't even stop at rehabilitation.

In Ping'an Village on the outskirts of Beijing, Qinggu, who was born with a disability and has such a great reputation as "Ke Parents", has never been a popular person. From childhood to adulthood, for those "faults" that should not be blamed on her at all, Qinggu didn't know how much ridicule and white eyes she had received from the villagers, and now, she openly did something that violated the etiquette law, and contained a big man of unknown origin into her own home, and got along with each other day and night alone, which naturally attracted a lot of criticism.

In front of the small thatched hut, from time to time, someone would run and shout, and during the conversation, in addition to scolding Qinggu for being unruly, he would never let go of Rong Qian. Waste, tuberculosis ghosts, wild men...... All kinds of humiliating curses came out one after another, and many of them were even something that Yan Rin had never even heard in his noble imperial career in his previous life.

The words that had never been heard before would not hinder Yan Rin's comprehension, and he understood the meaning of any of them, but he could never imagine that he could not bear it, such vulgar swear words were used on Rong Qian's body by such village husbands and women.

In Yan Rin's heart, Rong Qian's status is incomparably high. Not to mention emotionally, that is the person he cherishes and values, even if it is just an evaluation, he will definitely put him above ten thousand people - even if he was a courtier of Gancheng in his previous life, or even his only friend Shi Jingyuan, he can never compare with Rong Qian.

And now, this talented and well-rounded person is humiliated by a group of ignorant fools!

In fact, Rong Qian himself didn't take such an insult seriously. Those ugly words, to him, have never been just a breeze in his ears. Sometimes, he would even call the young girl who was scolded outside the door to cry and teach her how to scold back......

It's just that Rong Qian doesn't care, but Yan Rin can't help but care. In fact, these people's insults to Rong Qian have made him extremely angry!

However...... He couldn't hate the people who were swearing......

The reason why Rong Qian suffered such an insult was that he was physically disabled and could not move, so he could only be raised by Qinggu. And all of this is because of him - that person, who should have been a scarlet white horse, with a natural look, calmly acted, admired by thousands of ordinary people in the world, but he ...... For his willfulness, his cruelty, fell to the field today.

Yan Rin, what right do you have to hate those people? Obviously, he is the one who started everything! That person, all the pain and humiliation he endured, in the final analysis, which one and which one did not come from him? Those ignorant villagers, their ignorance and ruthlessness, are nothing compared to his meanness and ingratitude!

Even later, when they saw that Qinggu suddenly began to spend money lavishly, in order to snatch her money, they found all kinds of excuses to insult her and scold her, and even almost rushed to the hut and dragged Rong Qian out to "teach a lesson"? This behavior that almost hurt Rong Qian was certainly intolerable to him, but what they wanted to hurt was, after all, a "wild man" they didn't know, didn't know, and thought he was a waste - an outsider who had nothing to do with them!

And he ......

Clenched his fists fiercely, letting his nails leave deep red marks in the middle of his palms. Yan Rin gritted her teeth tightly, and stuck the choked sound that almost rushed out of her mouth into her mouth. He took a long breath heavily, and shuddered as he exhaled it—

He, Yan Rin, is the person who should be despised and hated the most in this world.