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    Have a big fight

    Back then, Qin Zhi was not punished for sleeping on the dragon bed in the wrong place, but he was severely reprimanded by the king.

    Jiang Wang still remembered Qin Zhi’s appearance at that time, with his head lowered and his eyes closed, feeling aggrieved.

    After dozens of slaps, why am I so squeamish? Now I finally have the answer.

    “Why are you here, Your Majesty?” Qin Zhi rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up and saw the king sitting at the end of the bed, and his heart tightened.

    He subconsciously glanced at his surroundings, swallowed, and then looked at Jiang Wang’s face.

    The king showed no expression, just stared at him with complicated eyes.

    “It hurts a lot, doesn’t it?” Jiang Wang asked.

    Qin Zhi thought of something, but he still shook his head and smiled, “Why does it hurt? The sinner was not hurt.”

    Jiang Wang took a deep breath and let it out again, as if he was filled with endless melancholy.

    He was persuasive and persuasive: “When we first met, I punished you with many sticks. Later, I slapped you twenty times on the palm of your hand. It must be very painful.”

    Qin Zhi raised his head in surprise, “Your Majesty, you still remember…” His hands on the ragged quilt unconsciously rubbed each other, “It no longer hurts a long time ago.”

    Jiang Wang was quite patient: “What I’m asking is that you were in pain at that time.”

    The past was not pleasant, and Qin Zhi didn’t want to recall it.

    “It doesn’t hurt.” He replied casually.

    Jiang Wang was as unrelenting as he was chasing prey, “How could I be so unconscious that I walked into the main hall by mistake and got into Gu’s bed?”

    The truth that he once wanted to defend but was kept in his mouth was revealed. Qin Zhixiao didn’t want to laugh or cry, so he could only say patiently: “Your Majesty, what exactly do you want to ask, you might as well say it directly. Also, the sinner just fell asleep on the dragon bed that time and did not want to do anything to Your Majesty. Please be careful what you say.”

    Jiang looked at it for a moment. The person who used to take the Dunlun incident so indifferently finally started to care about such details.

    He held Qin Zhi’s hand, ignoring the other’s slight rejection, and put it into his palm, feeling the thick calluses and tiny scars on his fingers, and said in a serious tone, “I just want to know if your five senses are sharper than ordinary people’s. So sharp that even a little pain is enough to severely weaken your vitality.”

    Qin Zhi’s pupils dilated for a moment, then fell silent. After a few breaths, he shook his head again, “No, it just hurts more. Just bear with it and it will be fine.”

    “Qin Sanque!” Jiang Wang inadvertently closed his palm and pinched it, and Qin Zhi quickly withdrew his hand in pain.

    “It hurts like this just from a gentle pinch. How long are you going to keep lying to me?” Jiang Wang said sadly.

    Qin Zhi opened his mouth to refute, but was stunned when he met Jiang Wang’s angry eyes. His aura disappeared again, and he lowered his head and became silent again.

    This time the silence lasted a little longer. It was so long that Qin Zhi heard the rising and falling of the king’s chest. It was so long that he felt that if he didn’t make any more noise, the breath that the king was holding would explode. Then he said: “Yes. It will hurt the vitality. So. Kneeling as a punishment can also be done. One time I knelt for a long time and the pain was so painful that I almost died. That’s why.”

    He looked into the king’s eyes quietly, as if everything was clear in his mind, and he was just waiting for a result that he already knew.

    “So you can’t go to the battlefield.” Jiang Wang replied, “I can’t let you take risks.”

    Qin Zhi silently lifted the quilt, moved to the end of the bed, and stood up.

    Jiang Wang followed him, then raised his head to look up at Qin Zhi standing in front of him.

    “I have been in exile for three years, and I haven’t suffered many sinners.” Qin Zhi was now condescending, and his aura spread out, as if he was the emperor who ruled the world.

    “Your Majesty can remain indifferent for three years, so why bother to show off at this time?”

    A twinge of pain flashed in Jiang Wang’s eyes, “I’m not just showing off, I’m really…”

    “Are you really worried about me?” Qin Zhi sneered, “I am not a famous person, so Your Majesty will use him in every possible way and then discard it like a worn-out shoe; I am a famous person, and His Majesty will care and care for you? I am not a famous person, so the crime of murder is irrefutable; I am a famous person, so the crime of murder will be questioned and retried? Your Majesty, do you care about me as a person, or do you care about my identity as a famous person? Then do you know what kind of existence the famous people in Xuanhui Valley are?!”

    Qin Zhi was disrespectful, but Jiang Wang smiled heartily, “Sanque, you are finally willing to get angry with me. I am very happy.”

    “But I’m not happy. Your Majesty, if you are willing to show mercy, give the sinner an imperial edict to go to the battlefield justly. If you pretend to keep the sinner behind in order to relieve your guilt, then please don’t appear in front of the sinner again. The sinner is just an exiled prisoner and cannot bear your majesty’s care.”

    After saying this, Qin Zhi turned around and left, leaving Jiang Wang behind in the simple prison camp.

    At this moment, he put all his worries behind, just like a lone traveler between heaven and earth, rushing towards his determined future…

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