C23

"Demon, don't hit him, just torture me …"

He was still a child, an innocent child, and the demon would not let him go. As long as there were people in this world that were slightly better to him, he would kill them as quickly as possible.

King Qin carried a huge wine jar, and his eyes were completely red from alcohol. He glared at King Qin, and waved the branch in his hands: "Carry this little brat, don't give him anything, let him starve to death …"

"Yes."

Hua Rong struggled, wanting to rush out of the door, but she was pushed inside the door by the one-eyed dragon pirate, falling hard onto the ground.

The sun was getting bigger and hotter.

The youth was hanging from a tree. His face was ashen as he shouted at her, "Elder sister, don't worry about me …"

She was even more heartbroken as tears fell from her eyes, drop by drop, "Demon, let him go …" Please let him go... "I beg you, please torture me …"

"Slut, it's too late. Even if you beg me, it's useless …" King Qin lifted the wine jar and drank a mouthful. The strong alcohol dripped down his neck and splattered all over him, filling the air with the smell of alcohol.

"Slut, it's because I'm too nice to you that you don't put me in your eyes. This time, I will torture you to death and drive you away … I don't care for you anymore. I'm tired of you … I must use the cruelest method to torture you. I'll let you know how amazing I am, and I'll make you afraid … "Haha, you're begging me, keep begging me …"

"Elder sister, don't ask for him. You definitely won't ask for him …"

"Little brat, you still dare to be stubborn …" King Qin scolded loudly. The tree branches acted as whips and he whipped the young man fiercely again. The young man's clothes were all ripped as clear wounds appeared all over his body.

Hua Rong did not continue to insult him, and did not beg him anymore. Holding the door, he walked back step by step.

King Qin was drunk to the point that he could no longer walk steadily. Carrying the wine jar, he laughed loudly and walked out: "I am going to find some fun … Stinking girl, Slut, damned Slut … "

From morning to night, he did not eat rice at all.

The youth outside was hung on a tree, letting out miserable shrieks from time to time. At the beginning, every scream was like an iron hammer striking the heart. However, after that, nothing could be heard anymore.

He could not feel hunger, but his throat was dry to the point of smoking and then to the point of hoarseness. Finally, he became numb and laid down on the bed, sometimes sober and sometimes dazed. He could no longer feel the passage of time.

A series of heavy footsteps sounded as someone pushed open the door and entered. As before, carrying that gigantic wine jar, he had already drank a lot, and his laughter sounded like a demon from hell: "Hahahaha, Slut, you're not dead yet?"

He drank too much and his steps were unsteady. He struggled to the side of the bed and heavily touched her forehead, "Slut, I am tired of you. I will torture you like a dog! 'I'll torture you for a few more days and have fun. If you're still alive, then I'll let you go … '

She had already fallen into a semi-conscious state. No matter how much he roared, she could no longer hear him.

Even though she was so happy, she didn't see it. King Qin was extremely furious, he took a sip of the wine and sprayed it all over her face.

It was as though he had tasted water, but licking it into his mouth was bitter. It was so bitter that it was astringent. Even so, she still desired more. Instinct dictated her will. She opened her mouth and murmured, "Water, water …"

King Qin was completely drunk, he could not hear what she was mumbling about. The light was dim, so much so that it was impossible to clearly see her expression, only his messy hair was piled on the pillow like a chicken nest.

He crouched down and pulled at her hair, making it even more messy, "Girl, ugly girl …" I'm gonna kick you out of here... When you get out of here, I won't be bothered anymore, hahaha …] I have plenty of gold, how can I be afraid of not having a woman? "I'll go find a woman right now. I'll take as many as I want. Will I care about you?"

"Water, water …"

"You're begging me, you're begging me …"

She took a breath. Her voice was still hoarse, making indistinguishable sounds.

King Qin was drunk. He did not know why, but he started laughing loudly again and stumbled out with his wine jar.

She could hear the murmurs of many summer bugs. In a daze, as if it had started to rain, Hua Rong got out of bed, and before her feet could even land on the ground, she fell head first onto the ground.

The head struck the foot of the table, and the blood didn't hurt, so he scrambled to his feet and pushed at the window again. It took all his strength to push the window open, but the clattering sound in his ears was gone — just an illusion, a rain born of thirst and thirst.

She didn't have the strength to crawl back into bed. She lay on the ground, seeing stars in front of her eyes before she fainted again.

It was a new day.

The weather was overcast and gloomy, as if the heavens had suffered some great injustice. They wanted to cry but were unable to do so.

King Qin staggered back from the outside. This time, he did not carry any more wine jar, but he still smelled a lot of alcohol.

The youth that was being hung had long since lost consciousness due to hunger and thirst. The two pirates who were in charge of the guard were napping.

Hearing footsteps, the two opened their eyes and were about to bow, King Qin pushed the two away and walked into the house.

The room was eerily quiet, not even breathing.

There was no one on the bed.

He suddenly came to his senses, and even the last trace of drunkenness was gone. Only now did he realize what terrifying thing he had done. He was flustered. Where was he?

The silence was too quiet to be feared.

He looked down and saw a curled up figure lying on the floor by the window, as if already dead.

He walked over in a few steps. It was Hua Rong. Her hair was even more disheveled, like a clump of weeds, dried up like a human's.

"Little girl …"

He crouched down and tugged at her hair.

She suddenly opened her eyes as two droplets of blood rolled out from her eye sockets. Her two hands waved wildly and one of them actually grabbed onto his clothes. She clutched it tightly and shouted three times, "Water, water, water …"

He was about to pull her hand away when her hand loosened and she slipped. Everything that had just happened seemed to have happened in a short period of time. Then her eyes closed and she could not open them again.

King Qin was stunned and immediately picked her up: "Girl, girl …. "Quick, someone, bring some water …"

A bowl of water was brought to him. He opened her mouth and poured it into it, but she couldn't swallow. Her eyes were still tightly shut.

Great fear seized her heart, and for the first time in her life, she felt fear. King Qin hugged her tightly, and spoke incoherently: "Girl, don't die …" "Little girl, don't die …"

One of the two pirates who had been waiting by the side saw that he had lost his mind and said, "One of her men …"

King Qin came to his senses and immediately grabbed her. After a while, she had a trace of breath at the tip of her nose, and without caring about his happiness, he immediately gulped down a mouthful of water.

Even after taking a few gulps of water, she still had yet to awaken. She was also unable to see any signs of life.

King Qin shouted, "Get out of here, you guys hurry up and cook the ginger soup... "Hurry, no, I want some porridge, make some rice porridge, hurry up and go …"

The two of them hurriedly ran out.

King Qin held her tightly, not daring to move his hand away from her nose. He was afraid that if he took it away, that weak aura would immediately dissipate like smoke. All the brutality, resentment, torture... Everything had disappeared, leaving only the feeling of fear. Would the person in his arms never be able to continue living?

The vivid image of her in light green dress, holding the wolf's hair, writing her name on the big stone one by one, occasionally smiling a little like that … They would never see it again. They would never see it again? He had clearly been fine for the past few days, but he had been immersed in a joy that his body and mind had never experienced before. Why did he suddenly become so furious and tear everything apart?

"Little girl, don't die …" Don't die... Little girl, as long as you survive, you won't have a son. Little girl, you survive … Don't die, girl … "As long as you don't die, I'll let that brat go …"

He didn't know what to do. He just took the water and poured it into her mouth. Several times, she made a gurgling sound in her throat. The water seemed to have swallowed a little, so he drank it again and again …

Finally, Jiang Tang arrived, as well as the congee. He picked up the porridge, still hot, and fanned it with his hand, hoping it would be cooler, and fed it with a spoon. Her mouth opened with difficulty, like a bird on the verge of fainting with hunger, and when the worm came to her mouth, he did not have the strength to eat it.

King Qin didn't even think as he scooped more porridge and fed it to her bit by bit. There were even a few times where he didn't allow her to turn around if she wanted to start again, so he only held her head firmly with his hand and didn't let her avoid him. He only let her go after he fed her half a bowl of porridge.

She still had her eyes closed and had not opened them.

King Qin was already sweating profusely. Only then did he stand up and suddenly said, "Go and release that little bastard too, let him live …"

"Yes."

It was a gloomy day. The wind blew in through the open window. It was dark and miserable.

King Qin sat on the edge of the bed and hugged her. He took off her tattered clothes and hugged her tightly before calling her in a low voice, "Little girl, wake up, little girl …"

She still hadn't opened her eyes.

He knew that she was actually alive, but if she didn't open her eyes, there was nothing he could do. He sighed and went to get some water. He then used the kernels to wipe her forehead, cheeks and arms lightly … Then, wiping her clean, he took a comb inlaid with a blue jewel and combed it for her. The comb was one of the spoils of the previous battle, and it was for her. It was only a few strokes, and she groaned with pain. He quickly put down the comb, not caring if her hair was a chicken's nest or not. He touched her messy hair and said, "Girl, I'm tired too. I'm not going out today. I'll stay with you all day, okay?" Then he took her in his arms and lay down.

He was obviously so tired, but he couldn't sleep at all. It was as if the soft body in his arms had turned into an addicted poison. Only by hugging her would he feel comforted and happy. He could not lose her, no matter what. King Qin didn't know what kind of emotion he was currently in, he only knew that if he were to let go of the woman in his arms, she would die.