Yan Qingyun refused to let go of such torture, and was undoubtedly suffering tremendous pain.
Why is this necessary? Yan Zhiyuan has lost his conscience.
Yan Qingyun shed two lines of tears from his eyes. He wanted to die, but every time, he would wake up from strong suffocation.
He himself didn't know why, why he couldn't die.
Yan Zhiyuan said he was a monster, and he thought he was, but he knew better that he was not. If he were a monster, how could he be unable to move?
He was still Yan Qingyun, and he didn't know how long this kind of torture would last, but if God wanted to torture him like this, he could only endure it, waiting for the end in endless pain.
But he couldn't even say these words.
The old servant cleaned up Yan Qingyun and left. Before closing the door, you could still hear his sigh.
He didn't dare to feed Yan Qingyun. Yan Zhiyuan had a weird and sinister temperament. Yan Qingyun could survive it, but if he ate something and died, the servants like them couldn't bear it when Yan Zhiyuan got angry.
The room became quiet.
Not long after, there was a noise from the window.
Soon, Su Xiaolu and Su Chong came in.
They were also surprised to see that Yan Qingyun was not dead yet.
Su Chong asked in a low voice: "Little deer, something is strange."
Su Xiaolu nodded, it was indeed a bit strange. Yan Zhiyuan's attack was so ruthless. It stands to reason that Yan Qingyun would not have any way to survive.
What went wrong?
Su Xiaolu sat down by the bed and took Yan Qingyun's pulse.
Yan Qingyun shook his head desperately, don't save him——
Even if this was the case, he didn't want to be rescued.
Su Xiaolu watched Yan Qingyun shake his head in a very small arc, and she said lightly: "Don't want to live anymore?"
Yan Qingyun nodded with difficulty.
"Your pulse is very strange, and your internal organs are in a state of exhaustion. Logically speaking, with such a body, you should be dead."
Su Xiaolu stopped her hand. Yan Qingyun's pulse was completely like that of a dead person, and his internal organs were broken into sieves. Even she could not let Yan Qingyun speak a word.
Miraculous medicines and elixirs are of no use to Yan Qingyun. His body is full of holes and cannot be nourished.
But what is it that supports Yan Qingyun and makes him unable to stop breathing? Su Xiaolu thinks it must be his thoughts.
Yan Qingyun's own thoughts, now that the spiritual energy is revived, anything that is powerful at a certain moment may obtain something unexpected.
"Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Su Xiaolu looked at Yan Qingyun and asked softly.
Yan Qingyun's eyes dimmed for a moment. What kind of wish could he have? It was nothing more than——
His eyes changed, and everything suddenly became clear. It turned out to be like this, so it turned out to be like this, but who could solve his doubts?
Who can tell him the answer he wants to know?
Yan Qingyun suddenly remembered what the boy reported that day, the little Taoist priest, but Yan Zhiyuan had already driven him away.
What should he do?
Su Xiaolu and Su Chong left after watching Yan Qingyun. Su Chong went home, but Su Xiaolu hadn't gone back yet, so she went to see Yan Zhiyuan.
Yan Zhiyuan was so frightened that he was still awake and pacing back and forth in the room.
His face was a little pale, and he walked outside the main courtyard and turned back several times, as if there was a ghost in the main courtyard.
He didn't dare to go in.
In the middle of the night, all the servants were called in for interrogation. Anyone who dared to protect him would be sold directly.
After being pressed, someone named the old servant who served Yan Qingyun, saying that he seemed to have fed the great master something.
The old servant immediately knelt down and begged Yan Zhiyuan for his life. Yan Zhiyuan asked sharply: "Old man, tell me, did you give him something good to eat?"
"Master, spare your life, I don't dare, I don't, I don't, I only gave water to the elder twice, and nothing else."
The few times he was given water, he was never given a lot of water, only a little bit.
That little bit of water is of no use at all. Yan Qingyun can survive for so long, it is definitely not him
The reason for feeding that little water.
Yan Zhiyuan was angry: "You dare to disobey my order, come here and sell this old guy who has been cheating on you."
Whether it's a little water or something, all he needs is a reason to vent.
This old servant has been following Yan Qingyun for many years. Every time he was scolded, this old man looked at it and was very shrewd.
In order to prevent him from going out and talking nonsense, Yan Zhiyuan ordered: "Give him a bowl of mute medicine, so that he will not go out and talk nonsense."
The old servant was disheartened. He knew that this disaster could not be avoided.
Yan Zhiyuan will settle accounts with him sooner or later, but it just happens to be today.
He broke free from the restraints, pointed at Yan Zhiyuan and cursed: "You are a beast who has no regard for human ethics. You will get retribution. God is watching what you do to the great master. You just wait and see."
"Sooner or later, the fact that you tortured your own father and killed your father will be known to the world. You will bear the contempt of future generations for eternity. Even if you die, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame and whipped by future generations..."
The old servant also risked his life. Neither the left nor the right could escape anyway, so it was better to have fun before dying.
He learned from Yan Zhiyuan, but he was just a servant. When Yan Zhiyuan gave an order, someone would hold his chin and drink dumb medicine.
He could no longer speak.
But it didn't matter, he didn't want to live, risk his life, and leave a psychological shadow on Yan Zhiyuan.
The old servant broke free from his confinement, rushed towards the pillar in the corridor and hit his head with blood. He pointed at Yan Zhiyuan and cursed fiercely: "You unethical and unfilial beast, I curse you, you will never be able to get out of your father's shadow for the rest of your life.
Even if you dream about it at midnight in the future, you will not be able to rest in peace!"
The old servant was old and could not live long. Today he hit a pillar again and was given dumb medicine. After cursing, he died soon after.
The blood was winding on the ground, which was very frightening.
The servants all lowered their heads and did not dare to express their anger, for fear of offending Yan Zhiyuan at this time.
This move of the old servant made Yan Zhiyuan very angry, and he issued a vicious order: "Drag this old guy to the mass grave to feed the dogs!"
Yan Zhiyuan was cruel and no one dared to protest.
After dealing with the servants, Yan Zhiyuan still couldn't relieve his anger.
In the next two days, people came to visit Yan Qingyun one after another, but he declined them all.
Yan Zhiyuan also asked for leave. He was so flustered that he waited outside the courtyard. When the servants came out of the main courtyard, he frowned and asked: "How is it? How is my father?"
Now Yan Zhiyuan didn't dare to go see Yan Qingyun at all, so for the past two days, servants went in to see if Yan Qingyun was dead. They didn't eat, drink or do anything.
The servant lowered his head and replied: "Back to the master, the eldest master is still alive."
Yan Qingyun is indeed still alive, even if he still hasn't changed at all, he just can't stop breathing.