Si Tian Guan

It was another knife, and I don't know where it landed. It was burning and painful, as if someone put his head in the fire and scorched it.

Blood trickled down from his forehead, making it hard to open his eyes.

Qu Chenzhou wanted to struggle with all his strength, but he didn't know how many hands grabbed his hair, and he couldn't even shake his head.

The wound in the lower back that has not been healed is hurting, and the chest is also a little stuffy.

The force of those people kicking his chest just now was unrestrained, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he didn't know whether he vomited blood or not.

In a trance, all the restraining power suddenly disappeared, he suddenly fell to the ground, and heard someone roaring above his head.

Followed by a woman's shrill and high-pitched voice desperately drilled into the ears, very similar, very similar to the hysterical cry of the empress when King Ning lost power.

"Chongming! I allowed you to move out, not to hide such a little bastard in the room!"

"I said, why do you suddenly want two bowls of steamed cheese with sugar and salty snacks? Is it all because of him!"

"I'm your mother, when have you been so considerate to me? Ah?"

"You can have as many maids as you want, but men just can't!"

"Which family is he a lowly slave? Give it back to me! Otherwise, I'll kill him!"

He was picked up horizontally, and the shrill voice blocked their way: "Leave him behind!"

"This is my place, and he is mine," Liu Chongming's voice was full of anger, but he said every word, as if he wanted to nail the words into the other person's head: "If you want to touch him, you have to ask me about it." Do not agree!"

"I'm your mother! You just talk to me like that!" Madam Liu screamed.

"You are my mother, so I didn't drive you out immediately, but please respect me, and don't interfere in my affairs without my permission."

"Liu Chongming!" Mrs. Liu's voice was full of tears: "I don't allow you to touch this dirty thing! Put it down!"

Qu Chenzhou's body shook for a moment, as if someone rushed forward to fight for him, the surroundings were in chaos, the most clear thing was Liu Chongming's violent shouting.

"Come here, send Madam out! Without my order, no one is allowed to let her in!"

Mrs. Liu's hysterical crying and cursing went away, and all the noise gradually subsided.

The person holding him ran up and quickly laid him flat on the bed.

He wanted to try hard to open his eyes that were stuck |dry blood, someone put his hand on his forehead and softly ordered: "Don't open it yet."

The rope that bound the hands was untied, and then the cloth belt that was tied in the mouth, and the warm and wet towel was patiently placed on the face, wiping away the blood that was bleeding everywhere, and finally it was placed on the eyes, slowly melting the coagulated blood clots .

The government doctor also stood by the bed, opened the medicine box, and asked, "My lord, let me do the next thing."

Liu Chongming got up and stepped aside, watching the doctor take off Qu Chenzhou's clothes, leaving only a thin layer of obscene pants, thought of something, turned his face slightly to the side for a moment, couldn't help but turn back, and looked carefully Following the action of the government doctor.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, your body is all trauma, it's not serious." The doctor pressed a bruise on his chest and injected a few needles: "There is no bruise inside, thank God, the bones are not broken, it's okay Well, it's just..."

He carefully looked at Liu Chongming's face: "My lord, how should I use the medicine?"

When he proposed to use Yulin ointment last time, Shizi rejected it outright, so he couldn't figure out whether Shizi wanted this person dead or alive, or just hang his breath.

"Use the best."

The government doctor felt relieved and examined Qu Chenzhou's whole body carefully. After applying the medicine, he re-wet the towel covering his eyes and wiped away the blood that gushed out of his face.

"My lord, this scar on Brother Xiaoqu's face." The doctor pressed the wound with his fingertips before confirming: "The wound was not treated properly with medicine. It should have been just sprinkled with some plant ash. The pus and blood were mixed with the plant ash, so it just grew so hard. Well. The dirt is covered under the skin, no wonder it bulges so high."

Hearing the meaning of the words, Liu Chongming hurriedly leaned over to look over, and sure enough, he saw tiny black spots mixed with yellow and white filth on the blood on the government doctor's fingertips.

"what do you mean……"

"These cuts hurt a little bit. Brother Xiao Qu is a blessing in disguise. Now take out the dirty things inside and use some Yulin ointment. There may be hope for this face to be saved."

"Really?" Liu Chongming was both surprised and delighted.

"I'm not sure yet. We'll have to wait until the medicine is used to see the effect."

The gloomy mood of the whole day finally cleared up because of these few words.

After sending the doctor away, he turned around and went to the drawer in the inner room to get the medicine. He often had bumps and injuries during martial arts practice, and he always kept Yulin Ointment in his bedroom.

When she sat back in the sarong, the demon pupils had been opened, and the blood clots stuck to her eyes had been washed away.

In this gaze, Liu Chongming felt guilty all his life. If he hadn't stayed in Huanyi Building for such a long time today, he wouldn't have allowed his mother to take advantage of this loophole and make people suffer so much for nothing.

When he watched the charming young man take off his clothes in Huanyi Building, what was Qu Chenzhou going through?

"Feel sorry……"

Qu Chenzhou spoke softly, which stunned him for a moment: "Why do you apologize?"

"Because of me, you quarreled with Madam..."

"Don't mention her," Liu Chongming said briefly. Even if there was no such thing as today, his mother was keen to interfere in his other affairs, and it was commonplace to quarrel: "Don't move, I'll put some medicine on your face, there will be some A little pain, bear with it."

His finger with Yulin ointment was blocked by someone.

"Need not……"

"It won't hurt very much," Liu Chongming rarely had such patience, and he didn't realize that his voice would become so soft, as if he was coaxing a child who refused to take medicine: "It certainly won't hurt as much as other wounds, to beat."

"Thank you for your kindness." Qu Chenzhou slowly pushed away the hand in front of him: "No need."

He naturally knew that Yulin ointment could heal his face. In the last life, Chongming tried everything for him, and finally asked the imperial doctor who walked in Concubine Liu's palace to re-open his wound and healed it with Yulin ointment of.

"how?"

"If my face is healed," Qu Chenzhou looked up at the thin and soft gauze curtain - this place will soon no longer belong to him, and said softly: "I'm afraid life will be bad if I go back to Qisheng Building later. better than..."

These words were like a scoop of ice water in a dog's day, which made Liu Chongming shudder, and then he realized that Qu Shenzhou did not belong to him, and the master of the slave ring was Du Quan.

If Qu Chenzhou is dead, that's all. If he is still alive, he will return it sooner or later.

For a moment, he suddenly wanted Qu Chenzhou to fake his death, change his face from now on, and live with another identity, but these eyes can't be changed no matter what, he can only live in a place where no one is seen.

He wanted to ask several times—whether he would stay for him, stay by his side, and never see others again, but Bai Shiyan's reminder woke him up several times.

Could it be that he was really poisoned by Gu without knowing it?

"Qu Chenzhou, have you...have you ever struggled for yourself?" He heard his own voice faintly, and didn't know whether he was asking others or himself.

"Yes," Qu Chenzhou replied quickly, raised his hand to touch his face, and blood flowed out from the place he just wiped clean.

His eyes fell on Liu Chongming's face, and he replied calmly: "It's just a failure."

When Du Quan was standing in the yard with a fake smile on his face, Liu Chongming was not surprised at all.

With the help of Qu Shenzhou, he once again rectified the people in the inner courtyard.

His people wouldn't tell these things, but his mother would, and maybe even emphatically emphasize his love for that little servant.

For the aristocratic son, this kind of charming rumor will not have any impact on his identity, but it is impossible for Du Quan not to take this opportunity to make trouble, and Mrs. Liu may be behind it.

In the past few days, neither he nor Qu Chenzhou mentioned this matter again. They still read books, chatted, drank tea, picked flowers, and sometimes talked with each other as before.

He could tell that Qu Chenzhou was a very smart person, he considered the long-term, had a measure of advance and retreat, and was very measured in what to say and what not to say.

So every time I think of the figure running away in the street, the boy kneeling there stubbornly shaking his head and refusing to speak, and the calm "It's just a failure", it's as if a big hand is strangling his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

Until the person was handed over to Du Quan, he still didn't ask anything.

About those demeanor, about conversation, about life experience, about divination, maybe he doesn't have enough means to really ask, maybe he doesn't really want to know.

Du Quan didn't want to leave when he got the man, instead he smiled courteously and chattered with Liu Chongming: "Master, how is Brother Xiaoqu serving you? Are you satisfied?"

"Ah."

Liu Chongming himself did not expect that one day he would admit such the most taboo words lightly.

It has been rumored that it is like that, if he denies it again, I don't know what Du Quan will do to Shen Zhou when he goes back.

"That's good," Du Quan said with a smile on his face, and pulled Qu Chenzhou over to praise him: "Your Majesty has vision. Many guests have asked about Brother Xiao Qu before, but I refused. He is in good health. As long as it is clean, I know he will meet a distinguished guest sooner or later."

As if aware of the gaze falling on him, Qu Chenzhou slowly raised his gaze, and in Liu Chongming's eyes, he seemed to see that question again.

"Have you ever struggled with yourself?"

Of course he had it before, and ended up hanging his corpse for public display, but... it can be regarded as seeking benevolence.

Du Quan had something to say in his words a few times, but seeing that Liu Chongming simply responded, he had to give up, turned around to look at Qu Shenzhou, and scolded: "Shen Zhou, it's a blessing that the son dotes on you, and don't forget your identity, take it off. "

Liu Chongming was startled, seeing that Qu Shenzhou stopped for a moment, actually took off his girdle first, and then slowly took off his outer shirt.

"What is this doing?!"

Du Quan hurriedly explained to him: "My son doesn't know something. According to the laws of Dayu, they can't wear such fine silk and satin. If they walk on the street, the officials will punish them."

Qu Chenzhou never raised his eyes to look at him, endured his shame, and took off his long shirt and outer pants, but when he put his hands on the waistband of his obscene trousers, he paused for a moment and turned his face away.

Such embarrassment, I don't want Chongming to see it.

The person behind him kicked him impatiently, he staggered two steps, knelt on the ground, and pulled off his belt in a desperate attempt.

"Du Quan."

He heard Liu Chongming's voice.

Du Quan hurriedly waved his hand over there, signaling to stop for a while, then ran up a few steps, and asked with a smile, "Is there any order from the Master?"

"Come here, go and get 300 taels."

Du Quan smiled happily, he was boasting, embarrassing Qu Shenzhou, this is what he was waiting for, he said with a smile: "How good this is, how good this is."

"Shopkeeper Du, this is a reward for you." Liu Chongming stared at the figure kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help clenching his hands under the cover of his wide sleeves.

He never thought that one day he would make up such a thing for himself: "Brother Xiaoqu has served you well, I am very satisfied, this is a reward for you."

"Nature, nature."

With the money, En Zhun left the last pair of shame-disgusting trousers, and the people on the side handed over the bag, asked Qu Chenzhou to change into coarse linen clothes, and passed a rope through the slave ring on his wrist.

Du Quan took the money, with a smile on his face, he said courteously: "My son will often come to Qisheng Tower for tea in the future."

"Well," Liu Chongming replied casually, "Take good care of him, I'll see him another day."

There was no longer any excuse to stay, he could only watch the group of people drift away.

"Shen Zhou..."

I don't know if he heard his whisper or something else, before disappearing at the door, Qu Chenzhou stopped and looked back at him.

Then leave.

The author has something to say: In fact, I wanted to draw a few little angels to draw avatars, but someone complained about the cover [cover your face, sorry for not being good enough]