Broken wings

Ouyang Qian looked at the broken bowl and flickered his eyelashes a few times, it turned out that he really hated being so disgusted with a person that he even felt that it was a waste to drink saliva.

Ouyang Qian said lightly: "As long as you don't feel that it is an eyesore when you see the dry body of the minion, the minion can accept it, the minion eats his own flesh when he is hungry, and drinks his own blood when he is thirsty, it's no big deal." He walked back to the column, picked up the three chains and locked them, and leaned there with his eyes closed, obviously resisting, not wanting to talk to him any longer.

"Okay, that's what you said, I just see how long you can last!In less than ten days, I will see if you don't bow your head to me and beg for mercy!" Yuan Zhen scolded angrily and turned away.

Ouyang Qian was really hungry at that time, he didn't eat much all the way, from being caught to Xilin and then coming back from Xilin, and then returning to the palace, he didn't eat much for nearly twenty days, and his body was extremely weak. Looking around without any water source and food, he swallowed saliva with thirst, his mouth was dry, he plucked the hosta on his head, cut the blood vessels on his wrist and drank blood.

Yuan Zhen saw it, and immediately ran over and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Ouyang Qian had blood stains on the placket of his mouth, swallowed his saliva, and pressed the blood veins gushing with one hand: "The slave is a little thirsty and can't reach the water." "

"Don't you know if you're thirsty, you actually drink your own blood!" Yuan Zhen was shocked and didn't know how to say him, and he stopped him as soon as he took a step, "The slave has already quenched his thirst after drinking blood, and the slave doesn't dare to bother the emperor." "

Yuan Zhen didn't know what he was angry about now, seeing his face, thinking that he was entangled with other men, he wanted to tear his heart, but seeing his weak appearance, he was a little unbearable.

Sure enough, Ouyang Qian launched a high fever.

Yuan Zhen went to the court after washing up and eating breakfast, and when he came back from the next court, he found that his face was abnormally red, and when he touched his forehead, his tentacles were hot.

Yuan Zhen was reluctant to call him a doctor, so he fetched a basin of well water, raised his hand and woke him up: "You have a fever, wash your face." "

Ouyang Qian was dizzy and had a terrible headache, his whole body was cold, he couldn't help but rub his arms and tremble. But he didn't want to touch the cold water, although his face was very hot, but his body was so cold, he shook his head and refused: "The slave doesn't want to wash his face, cold ......."

Yuan Zhen didn't say a word and poured the basin on his head, Ouyang Qian exclaimed and hid to the side, the sound of the iron chain hitting the ground was extremely loud and harsh, and he was soaked, so that the wind blew even colder. Ouyang Qian shrank and hid to the other side, this way was like the owner poking a puppy with a stick, but the puppy could not avoid it, and could only withstand the master's all-round oppression.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhen didn't toss him anymore, now that the weather has turned cold, he is only wearing a layer of clothes, even if it is just a breeze, Ouyang Qian is so cold that he lies on the ground and curls up in a ball, fighting between the upper and lower gums.

When Ouyang Qian got up to serve, he couldn't do anything because he had been in a low mood and hadn't eaten and rested well for so many days. When grinding, the ink accidentally spilled on Yuan Zhen's clothes, while cleaning the bookshelf, he accidentally broke a fine porcelain bottle, and when he handed out tea, he was held accountable for not being eight points hot.

Yuan Zhen didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense to him, and he didn't bother to cast a gaze on him, so he threw it directly: "Go to the torture room yourself and get the punishment." "

Ouyang Qian stood silent for a while, and was about to retreat without saying a word, Yuan Zhen said casually: "Are you going to go out if you don't thank you?" As he spoke, he was writing in ink, and he seemed to be very casual, as casually as he was saying what to eat tonight.

Ouyang Qian didn't have any exaggerated expression when he heard this, as if he hadn't heard anything, he knelt down and bowed his head: "Thank the emperor for his reward and punishment." "

After two hours, he was dragged all the way by the jailers and locked on a pillar in the palace, covered in blood, his eyes tightly closed, as if he could not sleep peacefully. His entire lip was bitten, and the stool with his fingernails was almost shattered, showing the forbearance and pain of his master just now. Yuan Zhen also lay on the bed after washing, but he didn't feel sleepy after rolling for a long time, and turned to look at Ouyang Qian lying quietly.

Ouyang Qian, do you

really like Luoyuan? You are a big man, he is also a man, how can you not even have this bit of shame? Really run to be with him? Do I make you feel shameless when I punish you like this? But I don't want to be cruel to you, you never know your mistakes, the bigger you are, the more you don't have to measure, the more you live, the more you go back, you can do any ridiculous thing, don't you educate?

After watching it for a long time, Yuan Zhen felt that it was cold at night, he had just entered the ice lake and suffered three days of freezing, and his body was not yet well. As soon as it was covered on him, Ouyang Qian woke up, opened his bloodshot eyes and saw Yuan Zhen in front of him, and was so frightened that he curled up and retreated, because he was locked with iron chains, and he made a piercing sound in the quiet night as he moved.

Yuan Zhen thought that he was deliberately looking for his own unhappiness, and his face immediately darkened: "Originally, I was afraid that you would freeze at night and bring you a bed quilt, but now it seems that I am too worried!"

Ouyang Qian curled up together, Yuan Zhen snorted coldly when he saw this, hugged the quilt and threw it aside, and went back to bed to sleep by himself.

Ouyang Qian saw that Yuan Zhen was asleep, knelt on the ground and looked around for sharp things, and when he couldn't find it, he pulled out the hairpin on his head and swiped it down on his wrist, as if he didn't feel pain, and kept making a lot of cuts on his arm. The blood vessels in his wrist were all scratched, scooping and bleeding, Ouyang Qian leaned against the wall, thinking in a daze, this can be dizzy for a long time, right? I don't want to see anyone, I just want to fall asleep, and if I fall asleep, no one can hurt me......

The next day, Yuan Zhen woke up and got out of bed to see him, because he was covered in blood, so he didn't notice the injury on his wrist at first, and pushed him: "Get up and wipe your body, hurry up." "

After pushing a few times and not responding, Yuan Zhen saw the blood scab on his wrist, because of the cold, the blood was coagulated together, and because of this, he did not lose too much blood and died. Yuan Zhen hurriedly went out and ordered the imperial doctor to be called before he had time to put on his clothes, and when he went back and saw Ouyang Qian's pale face, he couldn't wait to go up and give him a few slaps, and asked him why he was so cheap!

It had already been almost an hour when Lone Shi arrived, and he was called up before dawn in the early morning and entered the palace to treat Ouyang Qian's injuries. Because everyone below knows that the emperor is familiar with the emperor when he is lonely, and he usually looks for the doctor when he is lonely, and only when the doctor is not there, he will call other doctors. After Gu Shi came to help him heal, Ouyang Qian was still curled up on the bed and trembling slightly, in fact, he was seriously dehydrated, not to mention eating these days, he didn't even have a chance to drink saliva, so he was so thirsty that it was really uncomfortable to drink his own blood.

Lonely Shi heard Long Ting say that Ouyang Qian went to Xilin this time, including coming back and being beaten, looking at Ouyang Qian cowering and burying his face in the quilt, he shook his head and sighed: "Qian'er is afraid that she has a psychological shadow, and she will ...... self-harm when she wakes up."

Yuan Zhen looked at

Ouyang Qian with a calm face, because there were blood stains everywhere on the struggling bed, the more Yuan Zhen looked at it, the more irritated he became: "Is there a way to cure it?"

"He's a member of the Miscellaneous Room now, and he's quite popular in the Miscellaneous Room, send him back, and he should recover faster there......

."

"He's there, I can't keep an eye on him all the time. "

"He's like this, and Weichen can't say if he can be cured, he has so many external injuries and internal injuries, and he doesn't know how many high-quality medicinal materials he has to use to cure it, it's really ......" The word 'waste' didn't come out when he was alone, and Yuan Zhen also understood what he meant. Lone Shi deliberately beat him, meaning that if he continued to toss, Ouyang Qian's life and death would be a problem.

Lone Shi wrote to Long Ting and told him about Ouyang Qian's situation in the palace, hoping that he could send a hidden guard to find a hermit to come back, because only a hermit could persuade him, and if he continued to be punished like this, Ouyang Qian might not be able to live.

Yuan Zhen grabbed his hair and dragged him out after waiting for Gu Shi to leave, Ouyang Qian screamed in pain, and his body was thrown a few meters away, and he fell the cold ground. He covered his head in fear and turned around to look at Yuan Zhen, but Yuan Zhen just looked at the blood stains on the bed coldly, and cursed in his mouth, but he didn't say anything else.

Ouyang Qian consciously walked to the column, picked up the iron chain on the ground and locked it himself, there was a slight mist in his eyes, his nose was a little sour, he saw that the bowl of moldy rice next to him had condensed together, swallowed his saliva, and knelt on the ground and asked, "Your Majesty, can a slave have this bowl of rice?"

Yuan Zhen turned around and glanced at it, but his eyes didn't blink: "Eat, aren't you quite able to resist? Finally, you can't bear it? Some of you eat well, don't pick and choose!".

Ouyang Qian kowtowed again to thank him, picked up the rice and put it in his mouth, now no matter what came to his mouth, he felt that he had lost his sense of taste, so he should quickly fill his stomach first while he would not feel nauseous.

His mouth was already very dry, and after eating the rice, he became even thirstier, so he wiped his mouth and asked cautiously, "Can the slave go and fetch some water to drink?"

"Go ahead. Yuan Zhen buried himself in the fold pile and did not look up.

"Your Majesty, Emperor. Ouyang Qian untied the iron chain by himself, dragged his illness to the courtyard and put down the bucket to draw water, but he didn't have the strength, and he didn't have the strength to drag it up when the bucket went down. He was tired and squatted on the ground for a while, his entire back was a blur of flesh and blood, and before the injury he kicked was healed, he was picked with a stick, from his back to his thighs, without a trace of intact skin. Because the jailer's spanking and thighs were so bad, he would probably die of pain if he hit the stick again, so he gave some sticks to his back.

Now if you want to pull the bucket up, the skin behind you will definitely tear open, and I am so thirsty that I want to drink water...... Ouyang Qian crouched by the well but couldn't reach the water source, his lips were chapped and peeled, and he watched the water ripple gently fluctuate, but he didn't have the strength to lift it up ......

I really want to drink water, just give me a sip of water

, who can give me a sip of water...... Ouyang Qian's face turned crimson, his headache was splitting, and because he had no strength in his body, he could only moan ...... in pieces