After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Chapter 61 [Must order for abuse] I don't hate you, nor do I love you

After Duan Yi slightly tore Ning Haitang's clothes, he pressed the top of his head and knelt down in front of him.

He said: "Before, I never forced you to kneel to me, because I still considered your dignity."

"But now, since it's the last time, I'll play on you all the things I haven't tried before."

Ning Haitang was tightly controlled by Duan Yiwei, unable to stand up at all, his humble knees were on the ground, just kneeling like this

He looked up at Duan Yiwei's eyes as if looking at a plaything, without moving.

No matter how much he likes Duan Yiwei, he doesn't want to kneel down and serve a man.

Duan Yiwei sensed his reluctance, and said quietly: "Hey, be obedient, you don't want Yan Hui to die, do you?"

"I know you are a loving and righteous person, even if he doesn't necessarily like you, you can't bear to see him die in front of you."

"Duan Yiwei, uh..." Yan Hui had just said a few words, and suddenly there was only indistinct sobs left.

After that, even the sobs disappeared, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Duan Yiwei didn't look at Yan Hui, but said to him: "It's too noisy, just watch it from the sidelines."

He didn't want anyone to interrupt this beautiful wedding night.

There was blood on the corner of Ning Haitang's mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and there was unbearable pain in his bloodshot eyes, he looked at Duan Yiwei and finally said: "Okay..."

So, he reached out and untied Duan Yiwei's belt.

(Ahhhhhh, I can’t write anymore, but you know where it is)

Throughout the night, Ning Haitang was tortured and passed out countless times.

Every time he just passed out, Duan Yiwei would forcefully wake him up and continue to torture him inhumanely.

As for Yan Hui, he knelt aside and watched all night, unable to make a sound, he could only watch Ning Haitang being tortured by Duan Yiwei.

With so many instruments of torture in the cell, Duan Yiwei almost played with Ning Haitang all over.

But even so, Duan Yiwei never saw hatred in Ning Haitang's eyes.

He just saw endless despair and mourning from the eyes that endured the pain.

Finally, he had had enough.

Then gently kissed Ning Haitang who was covered with scars, and let him breathe out his inner breath to help him heal the wound.

The warm breath flowed all over his body, but Ning Haitang's heart was ashamed, he felt Duan Yiwei's kiss, and the throbbing in his heart disappeared.

Even if the wound healed, but——

His heart is really completely dead.

After the kiss, Duan Yi got up slightly and got dressed.

Ning Haitang was still lying naked, although the wound on his body had almost healed, but he was lying on the ground motionless as if dead.

Duan Yiwei put on his clothes, and took another look at the beautiful body on the ground, "Although I have played almost everything I want to play, but this body of yours can't be wasted."

"Before I said I would serve you as a military prostitute but I didn't do it. Now I don't want you to serve 5 people, so I will let you serve Mr. Zhao."

Ning Haitang could hear Duan Yiwei's words, but he didn't have the slightest desire to return to him, because he felt that it didn't matter whether he was alive or dead, let alone being given away by Duan Yiwei.

Seeing that Ning Haitang didn't respond, Duan Yiwei didn't intend to talk to him, but walked up to Yan Hui who was still kneeling, and stopped.

Yan Hui's eyes were slightly red, as if he had cried, and he looked at Duan Yiwei with hatred.

With just this look, Duan Yiwei knew that Yan Hui really liked Ning Haitang.

For the eye is the least deceiving organ.

He untied Yan Hui's gag, originally thought that Yan Hui would scold him head and face, but not only was he not, he also heard Yan Hui's crying pleading.

"Duan Yiwei... Do you have any humanity... You have already tortured him to such a degree, and you still want to give him to Zhao Shijun... He can't bear it... Don't torture him anymore... Please... ..."

Duan Yiwei actually knows Yan Hui's character very well.

That is a piece of ice that will never melt. This kind of personality is probably due to the death of both parents since childhood.

But now, he begged himself humbly and begged to let Ning Haitang go.

Sure enough, it's a love affair.

He asked: "Do you really like Ning Haitang?"

Yan Hui was afraid that Duan Yiwei would be dissatisfied with his answer, and even more afraid that he would torture Ning Haitang again because of his answer, so he didn't answer.

Duan Yiwei sternly said again: "Answer me!!"

This time, Yan Hui finally nodded his head heavily, with unquestionable firmness in his eyes.

From the look in his eyes, Duan Yiwei completely believed his feelings for Ning Haitang.

He leaned down and whispered a word against Yan Hui's ear.

This sentence was very light, but at the moment of hearing it, Yan Hui turned his head in disbelief and looked at Duan Yiwei with doubts in his eyes.

He was stunned, and he couldn't even believe what Duan Yiwei could say.

Duan Yi smiled slightly at him, then straightened up again, and continued what he just said:

"I don't care if he can bear it or not. He was originally a lowly servant, and I can treat him as I want. Besides, he is still a pawn I carefully arranged."

"I reckon, you should have already guessed what I'm going to do? Otherwise, you wouldn't be eager to save him."

Yan Hui was also stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

He gritted his molars, his dark eyes were full of frost, and said: "From the beginning, you never wanted to marry Ning Haitang."

"Yeah, why would I want to marry him, and I don't love him." Duan Yi said with a smile: "I married him just because I wanted to... an eye for an eye."

Duan Yiwei's so-called "eye for an eye" is not to Ning Haitang, but to Zhao Ling.

It was Zhao Ling who spread the slanderous rumors everywhere. Since he spread such rumors, Duan Yiwei must make good use of them.

So he deliberately led Zhao Ling to frame Ning Haitang for murder, and use Ning Haitang's identity as an enemy general to frame himself, and then...he would return the trick exactly.

He continued: "Using one's own way to deal with one's body is the most brilliant method."

"Didn't Zhao Ling want to use Ning Haitang to frame me? When his son touches Ning Haitang, I will lead someone to capture his personal stolen goods. At that time, he will either admit that his son killed him, or admit that he is treasonous. pick one of two."

"Anyway, no matter how I choose, I will make him feel worse than cutting his own flesh."

After Yan Hui heard this, he sneered coldly: "It's a good method, it really is something that an inhuman beast can do!"

Being scolded by Yan Hui, Duan Yi smiled instead of anger: "Yes, I am inhuman, I admit it."

"But Ning Haitang is affectionate and righteous, and he told me sincerely that he will fight for me and die for me... You see, he really wants to die for me now."

"Because of me, I was insulted by Zhao Shijun and died."

"Duan Yiwei!!!" Yan Hui's angry forehead was full of veins, and he stared at Duan Yiwei viciously, his stern face was full of ferocity.

While the two were looking at each other and arguing, Ning Haitang suddenly sat up from the cold ground.

Like a walking dead, he got up little by little, walked to Duan Yiwei expressionlessly, and looked at him with empty eyes.

Those eyes were still so beautiful, but they lost all hope, and there was no more light.

He raised his hand and slapped Duan Yi slightly.

The slap was so slow that normal people could dodge it, let alone Duan Yiwei.

But Duan Yiwei didn't hide, he laughed out loud after being beaten: "Hahahahaha..."

In the entire dungeon, his voice echoed again, and that laughter sounded quite happy.

Ning Haitang cried amidst his happy laughter.

He shook his shoulders violently, because he wanted to bear it, but he just couldn't help it, tears came out of his eyes like broken beads.

The only time he could remember crying bitterly in his life was twice, and these two times, Duan Yiwei made him cry.

He cried and mourned, more desperate than last time, because last time, hatred was greater than sorrow, but this time, the hatred in his heart subsided, but his grief was all over him.

"Why... why... Duan Yiwei..."

With a hoarse voice, he choked up and said, "Why, when I hate you, you trick me into loving you, and when I love you, you force me to hate you...why..."

"There's no reason." Duan Yi looked indifferently at the crying and desperate Ning Haitang, seeing his face full of tears, indifferent.

It's just that he curled up his hands and fingers, clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

He said indifferently: "I hope you survive Zhao Shijun, and don't let me make you cry for the third time."

Ning Haitang finally held back her tears, although her voice was still crying, she laughed hoarsely: "Hehehe..."

"Since you said that... Duan Yiwei." After crying and laughing, he regained his composure.

The heart will not beat anymore, and the tears will be shed, so what is left of him?

Maybe there is nothing left.

He told Duan Yiwei word by word: "Next time...you will be the one to cry."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to torture me."

As soon as Duan Yiwei's words came out, he had already walked up the steps when he came. He raised his head and looked out. It was already the second day's sky.

His wedding night just passed away.

From then on, he and Ning Haitang had nothing to do with each other.

After Duan Yiwei left, Ning Haitang stared at his leaving back for a long time without moving.

He had nothing on and had nothing to wear because his old clothes were torn.

But the clothes Yan Hui put on him were still lying on the ground.

Yan Hui still couldn't move, he didn't care about Yan Hui, but was wrapped in Yan Hui's clothes, lying in the corner like a corpse, silent.

The door to get out of the prison was sealed by Duan Yiwei. Now that his martial arts have been abolished, he can't escape no matter what.

That being the case, it's better to sleep to recover some physical strength. Last night's consumption was too great, whether it was physical or mental consumption.

He wanted to wait for Duan Yiwei to give himself to Zhao Shijun, and find a way to escape.

But when she closed her eyes, Duan Yiwei was still lingering in her mind.

His gentle appearance, his angry appearance, his smiling appearance, his fierce appearance, his... the appearance of abusing himself and insulting himself.

All kinds of Duan Yiwei gathered in his dark world, and finally turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.

Duan Yiwei... Duan Yiwei.

You once used your fan to protect me for a moment, but I wanted to fight to the death for you with a sword.

It's a pity that there is no chance after all.

I know that you can't love me, but I still foolishly think that maybe I am different from those people to you.

Even if you are really lying to me, as long as you don't go too far, I will pretend not to know at all. I have never loved anyone. You are the first person I fell in love with, even if it is an enemy.

I think, maybe when you truly unify the four countries, we will no longer be enemies.

However, this idea is still too naive.

Forget it, I'm so stupid.

From now on, you are still the Duke Protector of Yun Kingdom who traveled all over the Three Kingdoms, and I am still the Major General under Liyang City.

I don't hate you and I don't love you.

I just want you to give me back my tears twice.

enough.