Bondage

After thinking for a moment, Shen Qianyufang spoke slowly.

"I don't know if it's because Qin Rao is something unethical that God punished her and made her ignorant since she was a child."

"I once saw her walking barefoot in a palace full of broken glass pieces, with blood flowing all the way, and she didn't respond."

Song Wan was a little surprised when she heard this, she had never heard of such a person.

"She can't perceive everything, and she probably can't feel joy without pain."

"But for some reason, Qin Rao has received countless guests since she reached the age of Ji. When I left Nanqing, she even slept with Qin Zhan in the same dormitory."

Song Wan blinked, her cheeks flushed.

This Nanqing royal family is really... really messy.

I don't know what came to mind, Shen Qianyu sneered: "Qin Zhan is also crazy, tyrannical but dotes on this direct sister, Qin Rao often takes pleasure in torturing others because of his flaws, and we arrived in Nanqing not long ago. I have seen her burn the iron stool red and force the maids in the palace to sit on it."

"I still remember the sounds of scorching flesh after those maids sat down."

Seeing Song Wan frowning tightly, Shen Qianyu raised his hand to gently cover her ears.

"Forget it, why tell you these things."

"I want to hear it."

Song Wan caressed the man's palm and said with a smile, "I want to hear, and I also want to know what kind of life your Highness lived in the years when he went to Nanqing."

"Whether it's bitter or sweet, Wan'er wants to know."

With a gentle smile on her face, Shen Qianyu couldn't help snorting softly with a voice as gentle as water.

"If Wan'er wants to hear it, I'll say it."

Being moved by Song Wan's words of wanting to know his past, Shen Qianyu embraced him in his arms, and his tone softened unconsciously.

"Qin Zhan dotes on this younger sister very much, and never cares about what she does. The female officials and maids in Nanqing Palace were originally the children of officials, but there were too many casualties in the later period, and no one was willing to send their daughters into the palace. This court lady It will be elected by the people."

"Folk women... the situation is even worse."

"Sitting on an iron board, lying on a soldering iron, scalding people with boiling water, etc. are happening every day in the Nanqing Harem. At that time, I felt that the Nanqing Imperial Palace was full of resentment from people who died in vain."

Song Wan pursed her lips, and said after a long time: "I'm afraid that Qin Rao wants to feel the pain of others through this. Seeing others in pain, it seems that she also feels it."

Shen Qianyu nodded: "Perhaps so."

"Did she ever hurt you?"

When the crown prince was trying to survive as Jirong, she had seen the scars on his hands and feet that went deep into the bones, and now it seems that it is probably related to Qin Rao.

Song Wan lowered his eyes, covering the disgust in his eyes.

Without compassion, you are not human.

Qin Rao is like a pig and a rat.

When she raised her head again, she wrapped her arms around Shen Qianyu's waist and murmured in a low voice: "She also hurt His Highness, right?"

Shen Qianyu hesitated for a moment.

He didn't know whether he should tell Song Wan about the pain he had suffered.

As a grown man, he didn't even notice it, and he couldn't remember too much of the past.

It's just that Song Wan wants to understand him, and he also wants to show her all of himself.

Some things, she will know sooner or later.

Shen Qianyu picked him up and walked to the Babu bed in the room that he never dared to take a second look at.

Song Wan was a little surprised, but he didn't care about being ashamed when he saw that he pushed Heng Zhiheng Wu and others back.

"There is one thing you should know."

She sat on the edge of the bed, and Shen Qianyu squatted in front of Song Wan, holding her hand and putting it inside his clothes.

The man's skin was scorching hot, Song Wan moved his fingertips slightly, feeling the uneven scars under his fingertips.

She touched it, and suddenly paused.

"Do you want to see?"

Song Wan pursed her lips and nodded after a while.

Shen Qianyu stood up, the man's tall body shrouded her in the shadow, Song Wan saw him stretch his hand to his waist and undo the bright yellow sash.

The clothes slipped off, and the man's thin body was covered with scars.

There is a long strip from the left shoulder to the waist and abdomen. It is a scar drawn out by something. It is fine, neat and similar in length.And there is also a huge slave character branded on the shoulder.

Song Wan only felt that the tip of her heart seemed to be tightly strangled, the pain was so painful that she subconsciously covered her heart.

"Wan'er..."

Shen Qianyu turned his back to her, with a faint nasal voice: "Are you afraid?"

Song Wan shook his head, but couldn't make a sound.

The man couldn't hear her response, so he couldn't help turning his head in a panic, and when he knelt down, he found that there seemed to be tears in Song Wan's eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

The girl stretched out her soft palm and stroked the scar on his shoulder again and again.

A thin itching spread all over his body from the bottom of his heart, Shen Qianyu's body trembled violently, and his legs were so weak that he almost fell to his knees on the ground.

"Don't...don't do that."

He blushed and faltered in speech.

Song Wan was still distressed, seeing him like this, only the words "he still hurts" came to mind.

"I touched it, but it still hurts now?"

Gently touching her shoulders, Shen Qianyu wrapped her arms around Song Wan's waist and carried him onto the Babu bed.

He also lay on his side next to her as if resigned to his fate, as if he followed her touch and looked at her.

It's just that he keeps turning his face to the side, not daring to look at Song Wan.

Song Wan didn't care about him, and was concentrating on stroking the scars on his body.

From the shoulders to the waist, stroke carefully inch by inch.

Her heart ached more and more, and she even hated Qin Rao whom she had never seen before.

The girl's soft fingertips brushed across the man's thin back, Shen Qianyu's body became more and more stiff, until the tight skin and flesh were like iron plates, Song Wanfang regained his senses slightly.

She withdrew her hand, and got away from the mixed emotions of distress and anger, and only slowly did her face get a little hot.

"sorry."

She came back rationally, years of upbringing made her ashamed to face the situation before her, Song Wan covered her face and struggled to get up.

"do not."

Shen Qianyu turned over and wrapped her under his arms, and pulled her into his arms again.

The two were close to each other, Shen Qianyu muttered: "Wan'er touch again."

"..."

Song Wan's face turned red, and she also became at a loss.

She wanted to get up, but Shen Qianyu didn't want to give up the intimate moment between the two of them, but as soon as her arm moved instinctively, she quickly released it restrainedly.

He was afraid that Song Wan would not like it.

Song Wan sat up, not daring to turn around to look at the naked man.

"Wan'er stopped touching?"

The man lay on the quilt, his tone full of regret.

Song Wan turned his head and saw that his eyes were full of pleading, so he couldn't help but burst into a blushing smile.

"Your Highness..."

"Well."

With an inexplicable snort, Shen Qianyu opened his eyes and stared at Song Wan for a moment.

She sighed helplessly, her eyes revealing a bit of doting, she leaned over and gently touched the prince's cheek.After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head and lightly kissed the dazzling brand of slave.

Shen Qianyu shook violently, turned over suddenly and pressed Song Wan under him.

"Wan'er..."

"Ok?"

Shen Qianyu stared at Song Wan's eyes, and saw that they were full of girlish tenderness. He was sweet in his heart, and lowered his head to press the kiss on those lips that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time.