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

"Then you like him so much, why did you go back to the building later?"

Ning Haitang guessed that she had gone back to the building after hearing what the passers-by said.

"It was the prince who sent me back. I only stayed in the mansion for one month. The prince said that he was going to attack the country of Li, so he sent me back. But I specifically asked the mother in the building not to force me to pick up guests. a little better."

It was indeed two years ago that Duan Yiwei sent troops to attack Li country for the last time.

"Then why didn't you go out with him, instead you waited so hard for two years and begged on the street."

"Because...he told me before he left for the expedition that he had taken a fancy to Li Guo's major general and said that I...don't wait for him."

After hearing this, Ning Haitang was stunned, the veins on his forehead were twitching.

Before he could reply, Qin Xiaoyu started talking to herself again: "I thought he was just looking for an excuse to perfuse me. After all, the Major General must be a man. How could he like men... I saw you today, I Only then did I realize that men can also..."

"But thinking about it, he must have been perfunctory at the time, otherwise why would he have found you instead of that major general from the Li Kingdom?"

Ning Haitang thought to himself: He really didn't perfunctory you.

In other words, Duan Yiwei had indeed taken a fancy to him two years ago. His extermination of Beili might have nothing to do with him, but it was definitely planned a long time ago that he captured him and brought him back to his house.

Qin Xiaoyu noticed that Ning Haitang was in a daze, and couldn't help shaking his hand in front of him: "What are you thinking? Just talk about me, and you can also talk about you. How did you get kidnapped by him?"

"Hmm..." Ning Haitang's brain was running fast, and he quickly thought of an excuse: "Our family used to be in business, but because of poor management, we came to Yun Country to make a living, so Duan... the prince took a fancy to it and took him away. .”

"Then he..." Qin Xiaoyu hesitated for a while, and finally blurted out: "Did you move?"

Ning Haitang didn't know how to answer her, if she told her that Duan Yiwei didn't touch her, she probably wouldn't believe it.

Duan Yiwei's temperament is known to the whole world, he is just a dog with a long handle.

He answered irrelevantly: "I advise you to calm down, he is unlikely to have a relationship with you, even if you are born in a brothel with your appearance, it is not bad to find an honest man to live, why bother to hang on him."

"I..." Hearing what he said, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly covered her face and choked up: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Except for him... I will never like anyone in my life..."

As Qin Xiaoyu spoke, she began to shed tears again: "I am just a weak woman who was sold to a foreign country by my parents and brothers. I am also very scared. I have only him to rely on here. Without him, maybe I I was already tortured to death in the building by those men... woo woo woo..."

Ning Haitang watched her cry with mixed emotions in her heart.

In fact, thinking about it from her standpoint, it was indeed as she said, when she met Duan Yiwei who was the most capable of controlling people's hearts when she was most desperate, she would naturally fall into the mud.

Duan Yiwei knew what she wanted, so in order to make her serve harder, he would naturally please her.

Just like he would please himself, he would even apologize to himself after severely torturing himself.

For him, he and Qin Xiaoyu are just playthings in his palm, they are treasures when they are fresh, and they are kicked away when they are tired of playing.

disobedient?Then destroy you, threaten you, force you, after all, he has countless ways to make his plaything bow its head and beg for mercy, and rot in the mud.

Qin Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and while crying, she wiped away the tears that flowed from her eyes with the back of her hand, just like kneeling on the street that day, pitifully tight.

On her forehead, there was still a little scrape that was not completely healed, which was also caused by the bruise that day.

Ning Haitang could only sigh with emotion: If you are affectionate, you will always stay together, and if you are ruthless, you will always hate each other.

The truth since ancient times.

Qin Xiaoyu couldn't understand that Duan Yiwei had harmed the innocent.

One is scum and the other is cheap.

He didn't like to comfort people, especially the kind of crying women, and he thought Qin Xiaoyu's crying was annoying, so he simply stood up and went to the window.

He opened the window and looked at the yard. It rained all night, wilting the flowers, plants and trees in the yard.

It's the same as his mood at the moment.

Even though the sky outside is clear now, he is still hazy.

"Duan Yiwei..."

He clenched the Yinyue sword hanging on his waist, and Duan Yiwei didn't take it away, which meant that he acquiesced that he could still fight with him.

However, he didn't plan to do it again.

On the terrace and waterside pavilion surrounded by lush green trees, there are two figures sitting facing each other.

Beside the small stone table, a man dressed in a dragon robe, black on the top and red on the bottom, with delicate eyebrows and slightly cold eyes, with a white chess piece in his slender and well-articulated fingers, landed on the chessboard.

"Seventh brother, you lost again."

It was Duan Qinghan who spoke, and the person sitting opposite him was Duan Yiwei.

Duan Yiwei played with a box of sunspots absent-mindedly, and looked at the chessboard again: "I haven't seen you for two years, Xiaoba, your chess skills are improving very quickly."

Because Duan Qinghan was originally the eighth prince, and Duan Yiwei was only one year younger than Duan Yiwei. They were half brothers who grew up together.

So in private, Duan Yiwei called him "Xiaoba".

And Duan Qinghan would call him "Seventh Brother" in private, let alone "Zhen" in front of him.

"I haven't played chess since you left. I don't think you have the heart to play with me." Duan Qinghan exposed him mercilessly.

Duan Yi smiled slightly, and glanced at the shimmering light outside the balcony: "You saw it."

"You came to see me last night, covered in blood, I said I wanted to see an imperial doctor for you, but you insisted on pulling me to play chess with you, what happened?"

Duan Yi replied lightly: "I met an assassin on the street yesterday."

"Assassin?!" Duan Qinghan frowned: "What assassin dares to hurt you?"

"I wasn't hurt, it was someone else's blood."

"Also..." Duan Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief: "I think you're fine."

Duan Yiwei didn't reply anymore, he collected the pieces on the chessboard unhurriedly, and threw them into the chess box with a "slap" sound.

Eunuch Wei, the chief executive at the side, stood with his head bowed, stretching his attentive hands towards Duan Yi slightly: "My lord, let the old slave do this little thing."

Duan Yi lowered his eyes slightly, didn't look at him, and didn't stop his movements: "No need."

Eunuch Wei had no choice but to look at Duan Qinghan with a hesitant expression.

Of course Duan Qinghan's heart is like a mirror, so he said casually: "You don't need to worry about him, let him take it if he wants to."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Only then did Eunuch Wei retreat respectfully.

Duan Yiwei has a wide palm and slender fingers, and his movements are fast. In just a moment, he has collected all the pieces on the chessboard.

He closed the chess box after collecting it, "No more."

"Do you want to stop or don't want to go?"

"I don't want to leave anymore." Duan Yi slightly raised his eyes to look at Duan Qinghan's cold face, and suddenly smiled: "Are you not busy with government affairs recently? You won't go to court in the morning."

"I don't want to see you depressed, I want to accompany you." There was warmth in Duan Qinghan's rare words.

He can only speak like this in front of Duan Yiwei.

Duan Yiwei said meaningfully: "I'm not depressed at all, because..."

"All of this is arranged by me."?