After thinking for a moment, Shen Qianyu spoke slowly.
"I wonder if it is because Qin Rao is an unethical creature that she was punished by heaven and made her ignorant since she was a child."
"I once saw her walking barefoot in a palace with pieces of broken glass all over the floor. Blood flowed all the way, but she didn't react at all."
Song Wan was a little surprised when she heard this. She had never heard of such a person.
"She can't feel anything, there's no pain and she can't feel pleasure."
"But for some reason, Qin Rao has received countless guests since she was a hairpin. When I left Nanqing, she even slept in the same dormitory with Qin Zhan."
Song Wan blinked, his cheeks turning red.
This Nanqing royal family is really... really filthy and messy.
Not knowing what he thought of, Shen Qianyu sneered: "Qin Zhan is also crazy. He is violent and dotes on his biological sister. Qin Rao often takes pleasure in torturing others because of his birth defects. We arrived in Nanqing not long ago. , I once saw her burning an iron stool red and forcing the maids in the palace to sit on it."
"I still remember the sounds of burning skin and flesh after those palace maids sat down."
Seeing Song Wan frowning, Shen Qianyu raised his hand and gently covered her ears.
"That's all, why bother telling you these things."
"I want to hear it."
Song Wan touched the man's palm and said with a smile: "I want to hear it, and I also want to know what kind of life your Highness lived during the years when he went to Nanqing."
"Whether it's bitter or sweet, Wan'er wants to know."
She had a gentle smile on her face and a voice as soft and gentle as water, which made Shen Qianyu couldn't help but hum softly.
"If Wan'er wants to hear it, I'll tell you."
Song Wan's words about wanting to know his past moved her deeply. Shen Qianyu held her in her arms and her tone softened unconsciously.
"Qin Zhan dotes on this sister very much and never cares about what she does. The female officials and maids in Nanqing Palace were originally the children of officials. However, there were too many casualties in the later period and no one was willing to send their daughters to the palace. This maid Then they will be selected by the people."
"Folk women...the situation is even worse."
"Sitting on an iron plate, lying on a soldering iron, and scalding people with boiling water were performed every day in the Nanqing Harem Palace. At that time, I felt that the Nanqing Palace was filled with the resentment of those who died in vain."
Song Wan pursed his lips and said after a long time: "I'm afraid that Qin Rao wants to feel the pain of others. Seeing others in pain makes her feel as if she has also felt it."
Shen Qianyu nodded: "Maybe so."
"Has she ever hurt you?"
When the prince was trying to survive as Jirong, she had seen the bone-deep scars on his hands and feet, and now she thought that they probably had something to do with Qin Rao.
Song Wan lowered his eyes, covering his eyes with disgust.
Without compassion, you are not a human being.
Qin Rao is like a pig or rat.
When she looked up again, she hugged Shen Qianyu's waist and murmured in a low voice: "She also hurt His Highness, right?"
Shen Qianyu hesitated for a moment.
He didn't know whether he should tell Song Wan about the pain he had suffered.
As a grown man, he didn't care at all, and he couldn't remember much of the past.
It's just that Song Wan wants to understand him, and he also wants to reveal all of himself to her.
There are some things that she will know sooner or later.
Shen Qianyu picked him up and walked to the bed in the room that he never dared to take another look at.
Song Wan was a little surprised, but he didn't care about the shame and saw that he pushed Heng Zhi, Heng Wu and others away.
"There is one thing you should know."
She sat on the edge of the bed, and Shen Qianyu half-crouched in front of Song Wan, holding her hand and putting it inside his clothes.
The man's skin was scorching hot. Song Wan moved his fingertips slightly, feeling the uneven scars under his fingertips.
She touched it and suddenly paused.
"Do you like to have a look?"
Song Wan pursed his lips and nodded after a moment.
Shen Qianyu stood up, and the man's tall body shrouded her in the shadow. Song Wan saw him reach his hands to his waist and untie the bright yellow ribbon.
The clothes slipped off, and the man's thin body was covered with scars.
There is a long strip from the left shoulder to the waist and abdomen. It is a scar drawn by something unknown. It is fine, neat and similar in length. There is also a huge word slave branded on his shoulder.
Song Wan felt as if someone was strangling her heart tightly, and the pain made her subconsciously cover her heart.
"Wan'er..."
Shen Qianyu turned his back to her and said with a faint nasal voice: "Are you afraid?"
Song Wan shook his head, but couldn't make a sound.
The man couldn't hear her response, so he couldn't help but turn his head in panic. When he knelt down, he noticed that there seemed to be tears in Song Wan's eyes.
"Does it hurt?"
The girl stretched out her soft palm and touched the scar on his shoulder again and again.
A thin itch spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body. Shen Qianyu's body trembled violently, and his legs almost gave out and he fell to his knees.
"Don't... don't do this."
His face was red and his words were hesitant.
Song Wan was still distressed. Seeing him like this, the only words that came to his mind were that he was still in pain.
"I touched it, does it still hurt?"
With a gentle touch on his shoulder, Shen Qianyu put his arm around Song Wan's waist and carried him to the Babu bed.
He also lay on his side next to her as if he had accepted his fate, as if he was letting her touch and look at her.
But he turned his face sideways, not daring to look at Song Wan.
Song Wan ignored him and was concentrating on carefully stroking the scars on his body.
From shoulders to waist, caress every inch carefully.
Her heart ached more and more, and she even hated Qin Rao, whom she had never met before.
The girl's soft fingertips traced the man's thin back. Shen Qianyu's body became stiffer and stiffer, until his skin was as tight as an iron plate. Song Wanfang came back to consciousness slightly.
She retracted her hand, breaking away from the mixed emotions of distress and anger, and then her face slowly became a little hot.
"sorry."
Her rationality returned. Years of upbringing had made her ashamed to face the situation in front of her. Song Wan covered her face and struggled to get up.
"Don't."
Shen Qianyu turned over and wrapped her under his arm, then pulled her into his arms.
The two of them were close to each other, and Shen Qianyu muttered: "Wan'er, touch me again."
“……”
Song Wan's face turned red and he became at a loss.
She wanted to get up, but Shen Qianyu didn't want to give up the intimate moment between the two of them, but as soon as his arm moved instinctively, he quickly restrained and let go.
He was afraid that Song Wan would not be happy.
Song Wan sat up, not daring to turn around and look at the naked man.
"Wan'er won't touch you anymore?"
The man lay on the quilt, his tone full of regret.
Song Wan turned around and saw that his eyes were full of pleading, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing with a red face.
"Your Highness..."
"Well."
Shen Qianyu snorted with unknown meaning, opened his eyes and looked at Song Wan for a moment.
She sighed helplessly, leaning down and gently touching the prince's cheek with a hint of endearment in her eyes. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head and gently kissed the dazzling slave brand.
Shen Qianyu trembled suddenly and suddenly turned over and pressed Song Wan under him.
"Wan'er..."
"Um?"
Shen Qianyu stared at Song Wan's eyes and saw that they were full of girlish tenderness. He felt sweet in his heart and lowered his head to kiss those lips that Xiao had longed for.
