Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

In a remote courtyard in Xiyan City, a man wrapped in a black cloak slowly walked into a room, came to a vase and slowly twisted his body.

With a click, a secret door slowly opened from the bookshelf. The man walked in, and the door clicked shut again. Following the dim passage, the man arrived at an empty, dark room. The surroundings were dark and damp, with water dripping onto the floor. The dim light cast a shadowy figure. His head drooped, his hands and feet securely fastened to an iron frame. His hair was disheveled, and his tattered clothes barely concealed his body. His body was covered in whip marks and knife wounds, his palms and soles pinned with thick iron needles. The blood on the floor had long since dried, leaving only traces of thick plasma and foul-smelling water near the wounds.

Hearing the footsteps, the tied man remained motionless. It was not that he could not move, but his proud heart made him not want to even look at the person in front of him. He was puzzled in his heart as to why the elder brother he had always respected would treat him like this.

"Brother, I'm here to see you. I'm here to tell you some bad news today. Do you want to hear it?" The man's voice was full of sarcasm.

The tied man still ignored him, and the man in black was furious. He picked up the bloody whip that was casually thrown aside and lashed at him viciously, cursing as he beat him:

"Tu Shan Jing! Why are you so arrogant? Why have you always been so high and mighty since you were little, looked up to by everyone like the moon surrounded by stars? How have I done anything worse than you? Why does mother only like you and not me? She is so partial! Even before she died, she wanted to find a maid to be my wife to disgust me! But you, the daughter of a rich family she carefully selected, I am here to tell you today that your fiancée has broken off the engagement with you! Haha, how about that, unexpected! There were times when you were abandoned like a piece of trash! She didn't even ask you why you didn't marry her, and decisively broke off the engagement. Aren't you the second young master of Qingqiu that everyone pursues? Aren't you the dream lover of thousands of girls? How can even a small Fangfeng clan dare to ignore you? What do you have to be so arrogant about?"

As if he was tired of beating him, Tushan Hou threw down his whip, stepped forward and pinched Tushan Jing's chin tightly, forcing him to look up at him.

Tu Shanjing's face was covered in blood, his face was thin and his eye sockets were sunken, but his eyes were still looking at Tu Shanhou indifferently. There was no smile in his eyes, but Tu Shanhou felt mocked and humiliated. The anger in his heart rose again. He let go of Tu Shanjing's chin, picked up a bucket full of foul-smelling potion from the ground and poured it on Tu Shanjing!

"Do you know what this is? This is a potion that even the most expensive healing elixir can't repair. Just apply it to your wounds, and they'll never go away. I'm going to tear off your hypocritical face and make everyone look down on you! You keep calling me big brother, and accept my protection with peace of mind. It's clearly you who did something wrong, but you dare not admit it! You timid coward, I clearly did nothing wrong, but Mother blames everything on me, punishing me, beating me, starving me, and making me kneel in the ancestral hall! And you, you don't even dare to look at me, and you've never dared to plead for me in front of Mother. What kind of brother are you!"

This time, Tu Shanjing finally raised his head slowly, moved his lips a few times but said nothing in the end.

"What? You don't admit it? You were right? Who do you think you are? Without your status as a Qingqiu prince, if you were thrown into the street, they wouldn't even look at you. Are you still waiting for someone to rescue you? Hahahaha... Stop dreaming. Do you know who's out to get you this time? It's the King of Xiyan! Do you think those opportunists in Qingqiu will have the courage to rescue you? Do you think grandma will send anyone over? You're wrong. In grandma's eyes, nothing is more important than family. So, despair! Hahahaha, you're just a rotten vegetable. No one will care about you, and no one will come to rescue you. You're nothing!"

Tu Shanjing's once contemptuous look finally lost its luster, and he fell into deep self-doubt... Had his family really given up on him? Had his grandmother also given up on him? Yiying, she broke off the engagement without even asking?

After venting his anger, Tushan Hou turned around and left, leaving the secret room in silence and darkness.

Tu Shanjing slowly raised his head and suddenly laughed out loud. It turned out that without the status of a Qingqiu prince, he was nothing. His family had given up on him, his grandmother had given up on him, and even Yiying, who was about to get married, had decisively broken off the engagement. With his eldest brother hating him so much... what was he still doing alive?

At this moment, Young Master Qingqiu no longer exists...

Rebel Camp

Two teenagers were playing in the camp. The one in front ran too fast and accidentally bumped into the one in front.

"I'm sorry... eh? Master, eh, where's Sister Mo? Isn't she with you?"

"Lord Xiangliu!" Xiaobao behind him called respectfully.

Xiang Yao looked at the young man in front of him. The boy had white hair and two strands of golden hair by his ears that were particularly conspicuous.

"Hairball?" Xiang Yao whispered tentatively.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Even though you follow that woman around all day and don't come back often, you don't have to be so embarrassed that you don't recognize me. I'm so sad!"

"Haha, you're such a chatterbox!" Xiang Yao touched Maoqiu's head lovingly.

"Go and have fun, don't bother me." Xiang Yao turned around and left. He was afraid that if he didn't leave, Maoqiu would notice the tears in his eyes. Really, is he too sentimental after being reborn? He cries at every turn. He smiled and shook his head, then headed towards Qingshui Town.

Go and see, even if we don't meet