sick man

Fang Yanqing was woken up by a basin of cold water mixed with crushed ice.

Before he lost consciousness, he was standing on the edge of the crowd waiting for Shen Wuyu and Su Wanzhi, when suddenly he heard someone calling his name behind him, and when he turned around, he felt a sudden pain in his neck, he hadn't seen the person's face Appearance fainted.When he woke up again, he was already bound by his hands and feet and hung in a dark room.The oil-soaked beef tendon rope was deeply pulled into the flesh, and Fang Yanqing felt that her wrists and ankles were numb with pain, and her belly, which was still slightly swollen under the cover of the loose robe, was also aching from this hard-working posture.

He glanced at the man with the copper basin in front of him, his expression changed involuntarily, and there was a little helplessness and fear in his voice,

"Ling Wu, did Miss send you to arrest me?"

"Pooh!"

There were several ferocious scars across his right cheek, and Ling Wuchao, Fang Yanqing, who had a fierce look on his face, said contemptuously,

"You ungrateful thing, how dare you mention Miss?"

As he said, he slammed the copper basin in his hand on the wooden table beside him, walked up to Fang Yanqing in three or two steps, pinched his face, patted his face a few times, changed his smile and said,

"Master Fang, do you know where this is?"

As if to answer his question, Fang Yanqing really turned her head and looked around.

The whole room was dark and cramped, and the walls were all made of solid bluestone. There was only a single door made of iron on the wall facing him. There was a small window on the door, and there was also a Welded iron bars.The only two light sources in the room, one comes from the candlestick on the wooden table behind Ling Wu, and the other is the crackling and burning stove in front of Fang Yanqing.In addition to the flickering charcoal in the stove, there are also many soldering irons sticking crookedly.

Seeing Fang Yanqing's eyes staring vigilantly at those soldering irons, Ling Wu randomly picked out one and stretched the reddened end in front of Fang Yanqing. The hoisted body immediately swayed, making the tendon ropes on the limbs more tightly wrapped and tightened, Fang Yanqing couldn't help crying out in pain.

Ling Wu was amused by his embarrassment, the soldering iron in his hand was pressed against Fang Yanqing's cheek, and inserted straight into the crack of the stone wall behind him, making a sizzling sound and a burning smell.

"Master Fang, don't worry, Ling Wu doesn't dare to mess with these things, they are all for the young lady to use."

Ling Wu casually threw down the cooled soldering iron, and "kindly" comforted Fang Yanqing who was obviously frightened.Then he slowly pulled out a slender whip from his waist, rolled it up in his hand to test his toughness, and said with a sinister smile,

"Miss has something to go out now. Before she left, she specially told Ling Wu to treat Young Master Fang well."

After finishing speaking, he swung his whip at the open space in front of him. There was a snap, crisp and loud. One could imagine that if this whip hit a person, his skin would definitely be torn apart.

"no, do not want……"

Fang Yanqing was frightened by Ling Wu's merciless whip, and struggled in panic.But no matter how much he struggled, it was nothing more than shaking violently on the wooden frame, and it couldn't change anything except to make the wounds on his wrists and ankles more open.

"Master Fang, you will only make me feel more interesting like this!"

Ling Wu giggled, raised his whip and approached step by step.He finally stopped when he was almost close to Yanqing's body/body above, and stroked Fang Yanqing's abdomen with the handle of a whip, slowly drawing a raised outline.

"Young Master Fang, it's really surprising! You don't want the daughter of a pretty general, but you just eloped with a man... Tsk tsk, this stomach must be four or five months old, right?"

"Ling Wu... what do you want to do!"

The wooden handle of the whip wandered around the abdomen at will, and the force was light and sometimes heavy. Fang Yanqing was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was afraid that in the next second, Ling Wu would / poke / come in hard without warning.

"Hee hee...Young Master Fang, you are really amazing. You have been hiding the secret for so long, and you can't hide it!"

Ling Wu ignored his scolding, even took away the whip, and directly stroked Fang Yanqing's waist and abdomen with his hands.

"Ling Wu! Let me go!"

Fang Yanqing was so ashamed and angry, she struggled to get rid of Ling Wu's control.But Ling Wu restrained him with one hand, and he had to hook his neck even further. His rough palms were pressed against the back of Yanqing's pale neck above him, and he kneaded it erotically.

"Master Fang, I've actually missed you for a long time. If you do what I want, I will plead with Miss for you." Ling Wu leaned against Fang Yanqing's ear, with passion/desire already in his voice.

"Besides, don't you...steal/man behind Missy's back?"

Being belittled/thinned by him so much, Fang Yanqing was trembling with anger, unable to speak a word.Ling Wu thought that he was tempted, so he proudly cupped his face, lowered his head and was about to kiss his lips...

"Master Taishan, Master Taishan!"

The sleeve was tugged twice, Wei Chengfeng opened his eyes, and saw Fang Yanqing standing in front of the bed holding a book.

About ten years old.

The facial features have gradually grown, the eyebrows are like black, the eyes are clear, the bridge of the nose is straight and delicate, and the limbs are slender and slender under the white clothes. Given time, he will grow into a handsome and elegant young man.

"what happened?"

Wei Chengfeng turned over, sat upright, patted his thigh, Fang Yanqing sat on his lap with the book in his arms, looked up with eyes full of expectation,

"Master Taishan, Master taught me a poem today, can Yanqing read it to you?"

Waking myself up just for one song is really a rare waywardness.

Wei Chengfeng couldn't bear to let him down, and said with a smile,

"It's rare that Yanqing likes it so much, so read it and listen to it!"

"Yes, Lord Taishan!"

Fang Yanqing quickly opened the book, found the poem Caixue, and read it carefully.

"Beating the drums and boring them, and actively employing troops. I travel south alone in the city of Tuguo.

From Sun Tzu Zhong, Ping Chen and Song.I don't want to go home, I'm worried.

爰居爰处?Yuan mourning his horse?In Yiqiu?Under the forest.

The life and death agreement is broad, and Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old together.

Yu Kuo Xi, do not live Xi.Yu Xi Xun Xi, do not believe me. "

After Fang Yanqing finished reading, blushing, she stretched out a hand to Wei Chengfeng nervously and expectantly.

Wei Chengfeng laughed dumbly and said,

"Yanqing, what are you doing?"

Fang Yanqing stammered and explained,

"I, I asked my husband, and he said that if I hold, I hold the hand of my sweetheart, I can, I can be with him for the rest of my life."

Wei Chengfeng didn't shake his hand, instead he rubbed his well-combed hair, and said with a big laugh,

"Little fool, I'm not your 'sweetheart'. The person who will be with you for the rest of your life is learning to walk outside!"

"Master Taishan... don't you want Yanqing?"

The bright smile on Fang Yanqing's face slowly disappeared, but he still stretched out his hand stubbornly, waiting for Wei Chengfeng to pick him up.

"Yanqing... we... can't do it."

As soon as the words of refusal were uttered, the little Fang Yanqing on the opposite side grew up suddenly. As he expected, he grew into a gentle and handsome man, but the expression on his face was sad.

"Master Taishan...you don't want Yanqing?"

His firmly outstretched hand slowly, slowly dropped to his side.

"Yanqing..."

Wei Chengfeng felt a pain in his heart, and just as Fang Yanqing was about to turn around, he finally couldn't help reaching out to pull, but he couldn't grab the pale and thin hand. He held up his empty palm in a daze, speechless. Amidst the remorse expressed, Yoyo woke up.

It was a dream.

Another dream about Fang Yanqing...

Wei Chengfeng sat up gloomyly, spread his palms thoughtfully, and fell into deep thought.Just as he was unconsciously shaking hands repeatedly, a figure broke through the door and stormed into the inner room.

"Father! Father!"

The person who came was Wei Shu with a happy face.

Wei Chengfeng has never seen such a bright expression on Wei Shu's face since Fang Yanqing ran away with someone.He forgot to blame her for being reckless for a moment, and said in surprise,

"Shu'er is so happy, what good happened today?"

"It's not a good thing."

Wei Shu pursed her lips, took Wei Chengfeng's arm and moved towards him, mysteriously saying,

"Father, come with me, I have something for you."

Wei Chengfeng didn't take it seriously, the things Wei Shu gave were nothing more than expensive but impractical jade ornaments.So he withdrew his hand,

"Shu'er, I've said it many times, dad doesn't like those things."

"Father! Come with me! I promise, you will be happy to see it!"

Wei Shu was worried that Wei Chengfeng would not go, and she didn't want to spoil the "surprise" she had found so hard, so she patted her chest to assure her.

Seeing her swearing, Wei Chengfeng was aroused a little bit of interest, let go and said,

"Okay, I'll take a look with you."

The two went out immediately, Wei Shu led Wei Chengfeng towards the dungeon, Wei Chengfeng felt weird as he walked, and couldn't help asking,

"Shu'er, you said you had something to show me, why did you bring me to the dungeon?"

The dungeon of the General's Mansion is almost a vacant decoration on weekdays.Although Wei Chengfeng's management is strict, he doesn't like to use insidious means.Generally, military sticks are punished according to the severity of their mistakes.In order to prevent someone from avenging private revenge, the punishment is also carried out in public, and people will not be locked in dungeons.

So the dungeon of the General's Mansion has been built for decades, and the number of times Wei Chengfeng stepped in can be counted on one hand.

Wei Shu winked mischievously at him,

"Daddy! They said it was a surprise. Don't you know if you go in and see it yourself?"

Wei Chengfeng had nothing to do with her, besides, he had already reached the door, so he had no choice but to follow in to see what happened.

As soon as he entered the dungeon, he was greeted by a damp, cold, earthy smell. Wei Shu held a torch and walked in front, and led Wei Chengfeng through the long and narrow corridor with ease, and came directly to a torture room at the end of the dungeon.

After a short distance, the sound of whips hitting people came from inside the iron gate.

Wei Chengfeng immediately guessed something, frowned unhappily and blamed,

"Shu'er, how can you use lynching?"

"Father! If you want to see the people inside, you won't blame me!" Wei Shu replied unconvinced.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Wei Chengfeng's heart, and he held Wei Shu's shoulder and asked,

"Who is inside?"

"Who else could it be?"

Wei Shu turned her face away, her eyes filled with pleasure of revenge,

"Isn't that the bastard Fang Yanqing who dared to elope with a man after being overwhelmed by ambition!"

"What did you say!"

Wei Chengfeng yelled, pushed Wei Shu away and rushed to the iron gate.Through the small window on the iron door, Wei Chengfeng saw the situation in the execution room at a glance.His eyes widened suddenly, staring at Ling Wu who was about to whip his whip, he slammed on the door and roared,

"Ling Wu! How dare you hit him! Open the door for me! Open the door!"

Wei Chengfeng smashed a few holes in the hard and heavy iron door.

Wei Shu outside the door was stunned by Wei Chengfeng's unexpectedly violent reaction, while Ling Wu inside the door was startled by Wei Chengfeng's words.The whip in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't even have the strength to go forward to open the door.