After the prince can read minds, he quietly watched his tricks to commit suicide

Chenbao is here, and in order to make up for the delay, he posted another one. This one has never been used by the fan base, hehe.

After Fang Zhuchen left, Luo Heng fell to the ground alone, his eyes empty and lifeless. After a while, he slowly lay down on his back, hatred and madness gradually raging in his eyes.

Wei Shenglin!

What handle do you have on Chuan'er?

Chuan'er would rather die than tell him, and even though he wanted to help him, he couldn't.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, but there was nothing he could do. He knew very well that Chuan'er was careful, but Chuan'er definitely had not conveyed any news to Wei Shenglin.

Just because Wuding City has been safe and sound is ironclad proof.

If Wei Shenglin knew that Wuding City actually belonged to Ah Chen, he would have already attacked the city, so how could he let it go until now?

However, Ah Chen wouldn’t believe it, and neither would anyone else.

But he couldn't figure out why Chuan'er suddenly jumped out on his own after hiding for so long.

Even he, who was sharing the same bed with her, never doubted it in the slightest. He could obviously continue to hide it.

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As the sky gradually darkened, Luo Heng slowly got up from the ground. While arranging his clothes, he also collected his emotions. He turned right when he went out and went straight into the next room.

There was no light in the room, Luo Heng did not speak, no one dared to enter the room, so the room had not been cleaned for the past two days.

Luo Heng slowly walked towards the bed. All the curtains on the bed were hanging down. Beside the bed were clothes stained with blood, and looming figures inside.

The closer he got, Luo Heng's heart was broken again, and the area around his eyes began to slowly turn red and become congested.

He gritted his teeth tightly and repeatedly reminded himself to calm down, but the harder he tried to suppress it, the harder it became.

When the eyes fell on the looming figure inside, they were filled with inextricable love and hate.

"Brother...is that you?" Qi Jingchuan's voice came from inside, accompanied by the sound of clanging iron chains.

Luo Heng's eyebrows were knitted together, his face was slightly pale and flushed with anger. He took a deep breath and when he took two steps forward, the hanging curtains moved without any wind.

When Qi Jingchuan saw the visitor, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, looking weak and lovable.

Luo Heng was half-kneeling beside the bed. His breath was cold and indifferent when he leaned closer, and his eyes were devoid of any emotion, as if he was looking at a stranger.

The moment Qi Jingchuan touched his eyes, his heart suddenly shrank, and the tenderness at the corner of his mouth instantly turned into deep self-mockery.

He lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at Luo Heng's eyes anymore. The scene he was most afraid of and least expected to see finally happened.

However, he has to bear all this alive.

"Qi Jingchuan, look me in the eyes and tell me, what did that old Wei Shenglin do to control you?"

Luo Heng's eyes were dark, and he pinched Qi Jingchuan's chin with one hand, forcing him to face him. His fingers unconsciously exerted force, and his cheeks on both sides were sunken.

Qi Jingchuan couldn't get away, so he had to close his eyes tightly, not daring to look at him at all, and pursed his lips in silence.

"Ha..." Luo Heng was completely irritated by his appearance, and pushed the person directly onto the bed with his hands.

"You want to seek death? Have you asked me?"

"Do you think death can redeem all of this?"

Luo Heng's eyes were red, and the veins on his neck popped out. His tone was hoarse and fast, with a hint of violence in his forbearance.

"Have you forgotten? I saved your life. Your body, mind and body are mine and can only be mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Heng's internal energy surged. As each other's clothes were torn apart, Qi Jingchuan suddenly opened his eyes, with deep pleading in his eyes.

"Brother...no, don't..."

"Qi Jingchuan, remember this. Without my permission, even if the King of Hell comes, he will have to step aside."

"Brother, I beg you, don't..." Qi Jingchuan looked at Luo Heng with pleading eyes, "Brother, you will be hurt if you do this. If you want, Chuan'er will serve you, Chuan'er please, don't... ....”

Luo Heng turned a blind eye to Qi Jingchuan's eyes, and the sarcasm on his lips became more intense: "Serve?"

Luo Heng turned the man over without any pity. Following his movements, the sound of "clang, bang, clang" suddenly sounded, which was particularly harsh in the silent room.

"You don't deserve it, Qi Jingchuan, you just deserve to suffer."

"Don't you want to die?"

"Okay."

"When I get tired of playing with you, you can die."

"Before this, you had no choice."

Every word Luo Heng spoke was filled with deep hatred and cruelty.

"Brother, the poison in your body has not been completely resolved. You will be injured. I beg you, don't..."

Qi Jingchuan frantically tried to break free from the iron chains that bound him, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not shake even a little.

Because before that, Luo Heng had sealed his internal energy and given him Ruanjin San.

The sarcasm on Luo Heng's lips became even more intense, but after hearing Qi Jingchuan's words, it slowly turned into madness and paranoia.

He didn't want to say any more, so he directly picked the person up with one hand and bullied him——

"Well..." Qi Jingchuan groaned and closed his eyes in despair, tears falling silently from the corners of his eyes.

why?

Why do you have to force him?

What did he do wrong?

Life is not up to him, life is not up to him, and death is not up to him.

He once thought that he only deserved to live in hell, and he never expected to be truly cared for and treated one day, but...

why?

Why not let him live in hell?

Why let him meet Luo Heng?

Why should he be left with a trace of nostalgia for this world?

Qi Jingchuan gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound, but he didn't know that this made Luo Heng completely lose his mind.

The sound of "clang, clang, clang" was followed by the regular collision of the iron chains. Luo Heng's breathing gradually became heavier, and his strength and expression became more and more...

He grabbed Qi Jingchuan's chin with one hand and forced him to tilt his head upward, "Qi Jingchuan, you are just an immature white-eyed wolf."

Qi Jingchuan closed his eyes tightly and remained silent, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face was flushed, but there was deep despair in his bones.

"I, Luo Heng, hate betrayal the most in my life." Luo Heng's voice was hoarse and gloomy, especially when he touched the almost lifeless face, he hated it to the extreme.

"Anyone can betray me, why is it you?"

"You deserve to die, but you don't deserve it."

"How easy it is to die."

"I will make your life worse than death."

Every time Luo Heng said something, he became more cruel, without any pity or tenderness.

Qi Jingchuan's internal strength was blocked and his muscles were weakened. Under Luo Heng's madness, he couldn't help himself. Even if his lip was bitten and blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lip, it could not stop him from slowly letting out moan.

He hates so much, hates himself for being incompetent, hates God for being unfair, hates everything in this world, and the only thing left to worry about is Luo Heng.

In order to detoxify the prince, the elder brother tried the medicine himself. Now that the prince's poison has been detoxified, the brother's poison has not yet been eliminated.

What should he do?

The Q version promised to the kids is here, but I don’t know if the kids will like it or not. Anyway, I, the stepmother, like it very much. It’s full of contrast, haha.