Poison Hair

"Cough cough cough cough!" Qi Yue wanted to cough up the pills. Duan Mufeng saw her intention and immediately took the water bottle and started pouring water into her mouth. Qi Yue shook her head and struggled, and half of the bottle of water flowed into her mouth.

In it, half of it was sprinkled on the body.

It was a cold spring day in March, and Qi Yue couldn't help but shiver as the cold water poured down on her body.

She asked hoarsely: "You, what did you give me to eat?"

"Poison." Duan Mufeng made no secret of it, "This medicine dissolves when it comes into contact with water. Don't even think about spitting it out. From the moment you take this medicine, you need to take the antidote three times a year, otherwise you will be unable to survive and die.

It’s hard to die, but it’s uncomfortable to live. Do you want to give it a try?”

"You!" Qi Yue was so angry that she couldn't curse. She stared at Duan Mufeng and held back a sentence for a long time, "If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why do you need to do this?"

"How can you obey me if I don't do this?" Duan Mufeng looked at Qi Yue's expression with satisfaction, "You have good qualifications, and you are my only bargaining chip. I said that I want you to be my sword and use it for me.

But with your temperament, how can you be obedient if you don't use some tricks? I don't like to force others to do things. When you personally promise to be loyal to me, I will give you the antidote. During this time, you can enjoy it.

The charm of the poison I specially developed for you."

After saying that, Duan Mufeng clapped his hands and stood up and walked away leisurely.

Qi Yue looked at his back, wishing she could rush up and bite him to death. Now she was completely controlled by Duan Mufeng, and she didn't like the feeling of being manipulated.

The thought of 'forget it if you die' flashed through Qi Yue's mind, but she quickly got rid of this thought. It is better to die than to live. Only when you are alive can you have hope. When I was a child, I had lived a harder life than this. Duan Mufeng was a

Shit. As long as she still has breath, there will definitely be a way to bring down Duan Mufeng, the thief.

Qi Yue gritted his teeth and told himself, humiliate yourself as much as possible, the greater thing is to live.

After taking the medicine, Qi Yue always felt strange. Lying on the pile of dry straw, she felt very cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

She leaned against the corner and curled up into a ball to try to retain some body temperature, but it was no use. The body temperature was lost little by little. By midnight, Qi Yue was so cold that she was shivering all the time.

Zhao Zhao, who was next door, heard Qi Yue shouting "Leng" in his sleep. When he opened his eyes and looked over, he found that she was huddled in a ball, shivering, and trembling in her mouth.

"Hey, Qi Yue, what's wrong with you? Are you cold?" Zhao Zhao shouted on the railing. Qi Yue's eyes were closed tightly and there was no reaction. His face was frighteningly pale in the dim light. He was obviously crying all the time, but there was no sign of coldness on his forehead.

But there were thin beads of sweat, which wetted the messy hair on his cheeks and stuck to his face.

"Qi Yue? What's wrong with you?" Zhao Zhao was a little anxious. Qi Yue was similar in age to his sister who died of an incurable disease. Looking at Qi Yue's painful look, it was as if he saw his sister struggling in pain before she died.

appearance.

He took off his coat, stuffed it through the gap and threw it on Qi Yue. The clothes were wrinkled and shrank into a ball. He reached out with difficulty to pull the corners of the clothes, trying to pull the clothes apart a little and cover Qi Yue.

But it was of no use. Qi Yue was still very cold, and her consciousness was gradually blurring. She tried hard to shrink into a ball, and refused to let go even though she was shivering from the cold.

I don’t know how long it took, but the coldness on my body gradually dissipated and was replaced by heat. It was very hot, extremely hot, as if it was about to catch on fire. The coat Zhao Zhao had covered Qi Yue’s body was kicked off by her, and the clothes at the collar also messed up,

"It's so hot, so hot..." Qi Yue shouted unconsciously.

Zhao Zhao was worried on the side, "Why is it getting hot again? What does that man give you to eat? Hey, hey, don't take off your clothes!"

Qi Yue's eyes were closed tightly, without any consciousness. She felt that her breath could burn someone.

In a state of confusion, Qi Yue seemed to be dreaming. She saw Shen Jinyu, dressed in a purple embroidered official uniform and an official hat inlaid with red spar, standing on the steps looking at her with an expressionless face, looking arrogant and cold at the same time. Like a fairy.

unattainable.

Shen Jinyu looked at her, turned his eyes indifferently, turned around and waved to a place. In the void, a woman wearing a goose yellow wide-sleeved dress held Shen Jinyu's hand. Shen Jinyu looked at her with a gentle face. The woman took the woman's hand and turned around and left.

After taking two steps, the woman turned back and looked at Qi Yue with pitiful eyes.

It's Yue Ling.

Shen Jinyu and Yue Ling.

Qi Yue looked at their disappearing figures, and suddenly her heart ached, so painful that she couldn't cry.

Shen Jinyu, why don't you come to me?

The cramping pain in his heart slowly spread, and his limbs began to hurt. Qi Yue now had only one feeling in all his senses. That was pain.

The pain is really worse than death.

I don't know how long it took, but Qi Yue fell asleep.

Zhao Zhao didn't sleep all night. Watching Qi Yue struggle in pain all night, his heart was also in pain all night.

He seemed to see his sister's appearance again before she died, the one who kept trembling but screamed "I don't want to die" with all her strength.

There were footsteps in the darkness. Zhao Zhao looked over and saw that Duan Mufeng was here.

Zhao Zhaoyu cried, speaking for Qi Yue for the first time, "Why do you want to torture this girl like this? Do you have anything to say? You insist on torturing her like this..."

"Shut up! I'm going to give you a taste of this too! If it weren't for your ability, do you think you would have survived to be here talking to me now?"

Duan Mufeng gave him a cold look and asked someone to open the door and take Qi Yue out.

Qi Yue fell unconscious and was pulled up from the ground. She opened her eyes weakly, saw Duan Mufeng, and exhaled a few breaths, "What do you want to do again?"

"Nothing, let's try something else," Duan Mufeng sat on the chair, picked up the tea on the table next to him and took a sip.

The attendant pressed Qi Yue onto a chair, tied her tightly with ropes, and forced her to sit.

"It's not fun to lie down, you have to sit and feel the poison I developed for you." Duan Mufeng smiled and looked at Qi Yue, "Whenever you relent and say you are willing to be loyal to me, I will consider giving it to you. Antidote.”

Qi Yue closed his eyes and did not look at him.

Duan Mufeng was not in a hurry, "Uncle Li, go get a bowl of ginseng soup and feed it to her. Her body is so weak, she needs to be replenished."

Li Qian'an took the order and went down. After a while, he came over with a bowl of steaming ginseng soup. He ordered someone to grab Qi Yue's face and forcefully drink the entire bowl of ginseng soup.

"Yes, you are very obedient, but you still have to use some tricks," Duan Mufeng looked at Qi Yue with satisfaction, "I just like your obedient appearance."
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