After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Clinking, the chains rang for a long time.

Ning Haitang was entangled by the cold chains, her arms were spread out and her clothes were barely covering her body.

The exposed white skin was full of scars of different lengths.

There are new wounds and old scars, densely packed, all over the body.

Because he is the general who will subjugate the country and the major general of the Li country.

After Li Kingdom was destroyed, he was captured by Duan Yiwei, the Seventh Prince of Yun Kingdom who destroyed Da Li.

Then he was brought back to Yunguo by Duan Yiwei, locked in this dungeon, and tortured for three days and three nights.

"My lord, it's been three days. I've used all my tricks on him, but it's useless. He just doesn't say anything!"

The jailer who tortured him was talking to the man in black who had just arrived beside him.

When Ning Haitang heard someone coming, she raised her head with difficulty. In her blurred vision, there was a face as gentle as jade.

And with a smile.

This person is Duan Yiwei.

He wore a high silver crown and held a glazed fan. He looked like a frail scholar, but he was the Lord Protector of Yun Kingdom who commanded the three armies.

Duan Yiwei walked up to Ning Haitang, raised his fan handle upwards and gently raised his chin: "I didn't expect General Ning to be so loyal, even after this, he still doesn't want to tell the whereabouts of Emperor Li."

"Bah!" Ning Haitang gritted his teeth and spat blood at him: "You kill me!"

"It's a pity to kill you." Duan Yiwei lightly stroked his side face with his fingers, and smiled ghostly: "Such a pretty face, it's not bad to keep it as my servant."

Minister?

Ning Haitang is no stranger to this word, she is nothing more than a prostitute raised at home.

But he is a man, could it be that Duan Yiwei...

Before he could ask, the chain on his wrist was opened.

The moment he lost the chains, his whole body was falling, and then he was firmly caught by a hard embrace.

Duan Yi put his arms around his back and whispered in his ear: "General Ning, the so-called one who knows the current affairs is a hero. Dali is dead, and Emperor Li has also run away. Why don't you serve me?"

Ning Haitang lay in his arms, although she really wanted to push him away, but she didn't have any strength.

He had been beaten for three days and three nights in this dungeon, and all the blood on his body had been drained long ago.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, and cursed vigorously: "You are dreaming! Duan Yiwei! You will destroy my country of Li, and you will die a terrible death!"

Duan Yiwei laughed "haha" twice, and amidst Ning Haitang's cursing, he actually took him into his arms and hugged him horizontally.

The jailers around were stunned!

Even Ning Haitang was at a loss, he used his last strength to beat Duan Yiwei in shame and anger: "Duan Yiwei! I will kill you, shameless old thief!"

Duan Yiwei ignored him, hugged him and told the jailer next to him: "Find a prisoner on death row and tell him that Major General Ning Haitang of Li Guo has been beaten to death in prison by Duan Yiwei."

The jailer seemed a little embarrassed: "This...if Lord Sikou knows..."

"Are you afraid of him or me?"

In one sentence, the jailer was so frightened that he quickly fell to his knees: "You are the Seventh Prince, the protector of Yunguo. Of course the little ones are afraid of you, and the little ones know it!!"

After finishing the order, Duan Yiwei hugged Ning Haitang, who was covered in injuries, walked up the stairs of the dungeon step by step, and carried him out.

Outside, there was a blood-red setting sun, which was extremely dazzling.

Ning Haitang thought that she would never see this warm light again, but she never thought that she would be carried out of the dungeon by the enemy who destroyed the country.

He was very tired, so tired that the whole world was spinning, but Duan Yi breathed Rulan's voice in his ear: "My little white cat, you will be mine from now on."

Ning Haitang couldn't quite hear what he said.

In his vague consciousness, he was hugged by Duan Yiwei to a soft bed.

Because his body was in too much pain, he couldn't resist the pain, and he couldn't sit up.

Duan Yiwei's body pressed up.

At that moment, Ning Haitang finally understood her situation.

There have been rumors for a long time that Duan Yi has a flirtatious nature, and he has to bring his servants with him even in battle, but it's just gossip from the enemy country, so he doesn't pay much attention to it.

Today, he didn't realize that he became a plaything on his bed.

Shame and resentment flooded out, Ning Haitang was about to bite his tongue and kill himself, but Duan Yi said in a low voice, "If you commit suicide, I will kill your brother."

"Fei Lian...?" Ning Haitang said in a hoarse voice, "You caught him?"

"Yes, Ning Feilian is also in my hands, you'd better think about it for him."

Ning Haitang frowned, he hated being threatened, but the suffocation in his chest had nowhere to go, so he could only endure the humiliation.

The anger of subjugation, the pain of being captured, and the humiliation he couldn't resist at this moment... tortured him so much that he couldn't bear to live.

After an unknown amount of time, Duan Yiwei finally stopped.

And Ning Haitang on the bed had already passed out.

The white sheet under him was stained crimson with blood.

Duan Yiwei stood up contentedly, and tidied up the messy clothes on her body.

He called his entourage Tinglou to come in again to clean up the blood and traces in the house.

Listening to the cleaning of the building, he asked: "My lord, you don't want to hide this Ning Haitang in the mansion, do you? He is a major general of the enemy country."

"I have this idea." Duan Yiwei replied calmly, and then glanced at Ning Haitang who had passed out on the bed: "I have already taken a fancy to him, but he has a bit of a temper. But it doesn't matter, training is also a good seed .”

Listening to the floor, he also understood the master's intention: "Then stay. At worst, you will get tired of playing for a few days, and it will not be too late to kill you. Anyway, today's sages dare not touch you, and they, the inspectors, have nothing to do with you." .”

Duan Yiwei just smiled quietly and said nothing more.

After pausing for a while, he saw that Tinglou was almost cleaned up, and then said: "Take him to wash and change into clean clothes."

"Yes." Tinglou took the order, and then bowed his body and retreated.