Yezhao Sandbar

Watching Ah Xi stride into the outer hall, Duan Qianmo's mood at this moment is hard to express.

He had too many conjectures that he couldn't verify. He was more eager to know Ah Xi's true identity, and whether one of the Yuezhi kings was also Ah Xi's other than who was behind the scenes and ordered the messenger to go to the imperial city. Disguise.

Holding this matter in his hands is the best opportunity to control Sima Qing. It is no problem for the entire Yueshi to be in his hands. Even what Axi's identity is, he can get a little bit of information from Sima Qing's mouth. knock it out.

But the young man stepped into the hall and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to investigate, it's what I did!", which made his plan fall by the wayside!

Duan Qianmo now has the heart to kill him!

"Axi!"

This call came from Sima Qing.

Axi walked straight forward, and knelt down with a plop, "Your Majesty, it was Axi who was so hotheaded and reckless that he committed such a stupid thing. One person does the thing and the other is responsible. Please convict the prince!"

Sima Qing and Duan Qianmo were both gagged by him. They had different expressions, staring at the kneeling person.

Axi knelt very resolutely, her knees bumped against the marble floor, and there was a crisp sound. Sima Qing gritted her teeth tightly, and the only logical way was to let Axi confess her guilt, because as the king of Yueshi, he was burdened with not only his own life, but also his own life. With the people of the Yue clan and the royal power of the Yue clan, in terms of love, how could he let Ah Xi take it on his behalf? Duan Qianmo might still care about him because of love, and punish him lightly, but Ah Xi is different. In the hands of Qian Mo, how could he retreat completely?

His gaze shifted to Duan Qianmo, just as he had imagined, his gaze, which is usually as soft as autumn water, was now like two knives for cutting out bones, wishing to kill Ah Xi piece by piece, making Sima Qing's heart skip a beat.

He turned around to face Duan Qianmo, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, this matter..."

The voice did not fall.

He suddenly felt a flash of light in front of him.

That cold light was silvery and white, like a flash of lightning, when everyone was unprepared, under Duan Qianmo's eyes, blood splattered!

But for a moment, the messenger twitched in a pool of blood, his empty eyes half-opened, he didn't know whether he was relieved or surprised, in short, his mission was completed.

There was a dead silence in the hall, and the people who hadn't recovered from their senses were stunned, watching helplessly as the assailant dropped the dagger and knelt down again.

Kill and silence! ?

Duan Qianmo regained his sanity at this time, his eyes moved with difficulty, as if his entire chest was filled with hostility, his whole body was unable to move, his temples twitched, and when he calmed down, the first movement Just kick Axi.

"Axi—"

Sima Qing stumbled and rushed out, trying to help Ah Xi who was kicked away, but was blocked by the guards.

The guards of the palace were also frightened by Duan Qianmo's appearance. The prince had never lost such a big temper, as if he wanted to eat people.

Duan Qianmo stepped forward, pushed Sima Qing away, stepped on Ah Xi's chest, and looked down at Sima Ye with an angry expression. What he hated most was this expression, "You think you are in a ghost town, this king If I didn't touch you, it means that this king is reluctant to kill you?"

Ah Xi was trampled so hard that she was short of breath, coughed twice, raised her head, and said, "A Xi never thinks that the prince is reluctant to kill me."

Duan Qianmo let out a sneer of unknown meaning, and said, "Bring it back to the palace!"

At this time, the guards of Wang Ting had already gathered thousands of people from Sima Qing's guard battalion outside the hall, waiting for King Yuezhi to give an order, and the two sides confronted each other.

Sima Qing clenched her fists tightly, and Ah Xi was picked up by the guards of the palace, and when she turned around, she gave him a look, cutting off Sima Qing's thoughts of breaking the boat.

Ah Xi was taken out of the royal court, outside was the Yue clan royal army who had heard the news, and the iron armor was so dark that Duan Qianmo got on the horse first without even looking at it.

Ah Xi was put into the carriage, and the fifty thousand king's army was eager to try, but they didn't dare to move. They watched the Yueshi chief Sima being put into the carriage, and the Yueshi king who followed came out with a pale face.

"Wait!" Sima Qing stopped the carriage and lifted the curtain, "Axi!"

The atmosphere outside the car was tense, but the people in the carriage seemed to have nothing to do with him. He looked at Sima Qing outside the car window and said, "You must hold the [-] military power in your hands. The cavalry is led by Wan Mo, and the infantry is led by Al. Practice is unstoppable." He approached Sima Qing, and said in a deep voice: "Also, don't make trouble again, you can't afford Duan Qianmo! If you don't listen to dissuasion and come to rescue me, then carry my body back Yueshi!"

After that, he approached the wall of the car and ignored Sima Qing.

"Axi, are you blaming me?" Sima Qing asked tremblingly.

Axi glanced at him indifferently, noncommittal.

Sima Qing was trembling all over, blaming him at night, yes, doing such a stupid thing, flirting with Duan Qianmo in front of him, making him realize the truth, and finally causing him to be blamed, whoever it was, would never want to see him.

This trip, I don't know how dangerous it is, and I don't know if I can see him again.

"Ye..." Sima Qing lowered her voice and called his name. He tried his best to reach his right hand into the carriage, trying to touch his face, but he was always missing an inch.

The carriage started to move, and Sima Qing ran along, calling out Ye's name suppressedly, the carriage was getting faster and faster, and he gradually couldn't keep up, and began to stagger, clutching the window firmly, looking at the people in the carriage.

Ah Xi lowered her head. He really blamed Sima Qing. He didn't understand why he wanted to put Duan Qianmo to death even though he obviously didn't like Duan Qianmo.

In the name of Sima Qing, he rescued Duan Qianmo on the ancient road in Moxi, in order to befriend the newly promoted vassal and find a strong backer for the Yue clan, free from the intrusion of the Western Qiang, but things backfired. The situation was completely beyond his expectations.

What will happen to Yuezhi in the future, how Duan Qianmo will punish him, and how he will deal with Yueshi, he has no strength to think about it now.

Sima Qing's face flickered by the car window, she was left behind for a while, and then stepped up to catch up, trying to touch his face with her hands.

Ah Xi finally raised her head to meet Sima Qing's concerned eyes, "Go back."

"Ye..." He panted and whispered with difficulty.

Ah Xi stretched out her hand, touched his fingertips, and said again: "Go back, I'll be fine."

Sima Qing seemed to be relieved, and finally ran a few steps, being left behind by the carriage.

Watching the carriage disappear from sight, his heart felt like it was uprooted, with a hollow pain.

After a long time, a cry was finally uncontrollable, and the wanton cry was sent into the wind.

——Ye, Sima Qing likes you!

……

Ah Xi returned to the Xifan Prince's Mansion again, after half a year's absence, but this time, he was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Palace as a tribal criminal.

Duan Qianmo didn't hand him over to the Suzhou government, and he didn't carry out the crimes into the file. He was very grateful for this, but if he really wanted to be exiled or die quickly after the crimes were confirmed, no matter what kind of criminal law, Feel better than now.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The leather whip dipped in salt water fell rhythmically on the body one after another.

There are dungeons in the mansions of the princes and nobles. On the surface, they are used to imprison disobedient domestic slaves, but in fact they are tacit lynching prisons between all parties and factions. Although it is prohibited by the court law, the court has not set up an inspection office. To control the lynching places in the mansions of these tycoons in the court, not to mention the palaces of feudal lands far away from the emperor's imperial city.

The cell boss and guards in the dungeon are veteran criminals transferred from the heavy prison in the capital of Xifan. They know how to use torture without leaving internal injuries but make people feel unbearable pain. And this important criminal was confessed by the prince himself, so there is no need to force him to speak. Just let him suffer first.

There is no need for interrogation, this is very simple, a few experienced guards and cell leaders do not need to discuss the criminal trial plan in private, just follow the process of three meals a day.

The leather whip is the simplest and most brutal method. It is usually used on the newly sent prisoner. First, he will be bruised and bruised and lose the strength to resist.

This is the third day for Ah Xi, who was tied to a wooden frame in a large font shape. Compared with other iron-blooded men who were tortured in pain, he groaned twice, but he gritted his teeth and kept silent. The way the torturers looked at him, and the discrimination against the tribesmen, made him desperately unwilling to cry out. He wanted them to see the men of the tribes, but he was not vulnerable.

"Grandma's!"

The guard dropped his whip and cursed angrily.

There is no place for the whip to fall on this boy, and if he continues to beat him, he will only be numb, and he will not feel pain until he dies. The prince has ordered him to suffer, but he did not say that he will kill him, and the prince has not given a deadline. After a year of imprisonment, no one can bear such torture every day.

"Tell me, who is he?" A person leaned on a square chair, rubbing peanuts and throwing them into his mouth.

"It's not a barbarian who makes trouble outside the customs." The other took a sip of water, threw the earthen bowl on the table, and looked closely at the prisoner tied to the torture rack with his head bowed. His clothes were ragged and his body was covered. The sleeves were shredded by the whip and drooped under the shoulders, revealing the chest covered with welts. The two legs tied apart were the places with the least welts on the whole body. Slender, slender and strong, especially the ankles, the ankle bones are clean and delicate, and there is no gap in the grip.

After looking at it for a while, he licked his cheeks with his tongue, and said, "Don't tell me, this kid's body is a bit slimmer than those of Jiangnan boys, and a barbarian can give birth to such a ecstasy." Little guy, I can't think of it."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of them all looked at Ah Xi, and he could feel those obscene gazes even if he didn't raise his head.

A few people said obscene words, winked and whispered to each other, and their lusts were aroused like this. Although they dare not come to the truth, it is still possible to enjoy the addiction.

Four people gathered around, Ah Xi raised her head and stared at them fiercely.

"Slap!" One person slapped him and cursed, "What are you looking at, barbarian!"

The other put his hand on his shoulder to caress, and when he brushed over a new wound, he pressed hard. Axi, who was unprepared, gasped in pain, and they all laughed.

One person untied one of his legs, hugged his calf, and stroked his ankle back and forth with his fingers, loving it.

"roll!"

Ah Xi kicked hard with the loosened leg. The man expected him to turn against him, so he lifted his leg up and pressed it to his chest. The rest of the people saw this humiliating posture with his legs wide open. , even more excited, looked at each other and laughed.

A few people stuck up and forced their fingers into his mouth. He wanted to bite, but his jaw was clamped by a big hand. The dirty hand turned in his mouth, and his tongue was clamped and squeezed hard. One hand pulled back the clothes to his chest, pinched the nipples and squeezed viciously, a drop of bright red burst out from the nipples, and was immediately licked away by his tongue. He resisted with all his strength, shook the wooden frame, and the shackles on his wrists were driven to feel cold. The sound of iron clashing.

He is like a dying fish on a chopping board. He knows that resistance will arouse the desire of those people to conquer, but he has to struggle. He can endure the whip to tear his flesh and blood without making a sound, but he cannot tolerate being humiliated. At this moment Ah Xi, who had never thought of giving in, roared with all her might, lingered for breath, and begged for mercy in despair...

"Let me die, let me die... kill me..."