Song Chengbi originally wanted to stay in the military camp for the night, but that night, he had to return to Yincheng Mansion.

Song Chengbi dismounted from his horse and asked, "Where are the people?"

Peng Guxian: "The child asked the prince several times in the evening, and suddenly he felt bad. He smashed a lot of things. I was afraid that he would hurt himself, so I drank a bowl of calming tea, and now he fell asleep..."

Song Chengbi put aside his fatigue and walked into Yun Chen's room.

The mess on the ground had not been cleaned up yet. As soon as Song Chengbi entered, he heard a low cry and quickly walked to the bed and bent down to check.

Yun Chen was not asleep, his sleepy face was stained with tears. When he saw Song Chengbi coming, his eyes first showed a look of surprise.

Looking carefully, the surprise is mixed with disgust and helplessness.

The boy hated himself for doing those things to him.

But at this time, the young man thought that if he didn't do those things to him, his sister would bear all the things he hated...

Song Chengbi's heart was bleeding.

He patted Yun Chen on the back and tried his best to maintain his trembling breath: "Stop crying, nothing will happen tonight."

But after Song Chengbi finished speaking, Yun Chen's thin body began to tremble violently.

He knelt on the bed, deliberately exposing his neck, and tears fell one by one: "What did I do wrong?"

Song Chengbi pulled his clothes up and felt extremely distressed: "No, you are not wrong."

I was always the one who was wrong.

I turned you into this.

Feeling that Song Chengbi was unwilling to stay here, Yun Chen was extremely scared.

He recalled the flattering manner in the brothel, grabbed Song Chengbi's hand and put it on his cheek, leading him down to touch his neck, carefully trying to please him: "Then why won't anything happen tonight?"

"My lord, you said you love me."

"You can only love me."

Song Chengbi withdrew his hand and closed his eyes deeply: "Yun Chen, I love you, but I won't hurt you."

"I won't hurt your sister, trust me, okay?"

But after repeated promises and repeated injuries, the young man no longer trusted him.

Yun Chen turned a deaf ear, hooked his neck unskillfully, and arched his eyebrows in a completely flattering manner: "Don't leave tonight, Master~"

It is impossible for Song Chengbi not to understand what he is learning.

Song Chengbi felt that he was going crazy. Even breathing was painful. He took his hands off his body and said in a much more serious tone: "Don't do this to me!"

Yun Chen fell on the bed and stared at him blankly.

Song Chengbi turned around and left. When he reached the threshold, he suddenly remembered something and turned back sharply.

Sure enough, Yun Chen came to chase him with bare feet.

He only knew that he couldn't let Song Chengbi leave. He couldn't see the mess on the ground at all, so he just got out of bed, and his feet suddenly hurt and fell to the ground.

For a moment, his hands and feet were all punctured, and his knees were in terrible pain. Broken ceramic pieces poked into his fair skin, and blood flowed out like a river.

"Yun Chen!"

Song Chengbi quickly picked him up.

Because of the pain, Yun Chen clenched his hands tightly, and blood kept flowing down his wrists.

Song Chengbi grabbed his wrist: "Let go!"

Yun Chen raised his head and looked at him. Seeing Song Chengbi's anxious eyes, he suddenly curved his lips and smiled: "Your Majesty, you want me to let go?"

Song Chengbi: "Be good, let go."

Yun Chen: "Master, don't leave tonight, I will let you go."

Song Chengbi frowned, and saw Yun Chen exerting force, clenching his hands tighter, and a few more strands of blood flowed down his slender wrist.

Song Chengbi: "I won't leave! Let go, Yun Chen, let go quickly..."

After getting Song Chengbi's answer, Yun Chen smiled bitterly and spread his palms.

The broken porcelain on it penetrated deeply into the skin, and the broken flesh was opened, dripping with blood.

Song Chengbi never knew that one day he would faint from blood.

He ordered people to collect everything on the ground, and then personally picked out the porcelain pieces that had penetrated the skin, applied medicine, and bandaged them.

After doing this, the young man put his hands around his neck again...

Until late at night, Yun Chen was sleepy and repeated one sentence: "Your Majesty, say you love me."

Song Chengbi: "I love you."

Yun Chen: "No, you said you only love me."

Song Chengbi naturally knew what the young man meant.

His eyes were blood red, and he swallowed the bitter blood. What he read out word by word was full of facts, but it was heartbreaking: "I only love you."

[Ding, Song Chengbi’s strategy value is +1, the current strategy value is 95]

I don't know how many times this happened, the boy finally relaxed a little, his eyelids closed sleepily, and his hands gradually slipped from his neck.

Song Chengbi carefully caught his injured hand, hugged him into his arms, and gently stroked his hair: "What do I need to do before you are willing to believe me."

"The capital is going to be in chaos."

"I have sent people to protect your sister. When the storm is over, I will bring her to you, okay?"

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