Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

Early in the morning, Wang Ping saw Xu Bai and Xiaochun off.

Xiaochun didn't know what Wang Ping gave Xu Bai to eat. At dawn, the dying man suddenly regained strength. After eating a piece of snack, he allowed himself to be helped to get down to the ground, wipe his body, and change his sweat-soaked clothes.

"Sheng'er." Xiaochun always felt uneasy. She looked at Xu Bai's lips, which were as bright and juicy as if they were painted with rouge. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Xu Bai had been allowing himself to be manipulated, like the unconscious puppet that had just been put together. It was obedient, yet extremely empty.

"Sheng'er." Xiaochun shook him and whispered, "There's no one else here right now. If you have any questions, tell me right away. Although... although I can't help you escape, I can do my best to help you with other things."

"Hmm..." Xu Bai was still in a daze, without even blinking, and only made a slight, instinctive sound of resistance when being shaken.

Liu Er: [Are you okay? ]

It analyzed the food that Wang Ping gave it and found that it did contain drugs that paralyzed the nerve centers. It could make people excited quickly at the cost of overdrawing the body, but it would not cause such a reaction.

Could it be that Yun Sheng’s body is allergic to this medicine?

Xu Bai: [Don't shock me, I'm awake! ]

The pain in the mind is much worse than the physical pain.

This is a function equipped by the system to awaken the host's consciousness. It is often used in some fairy worlds to deal with high-level spells such as "soul-searching" and "mantra".

To deal with a self-righteous person like Feng Yanzhang, the first step is to affirm him, make him think that he is wise and intelligent, and rush in the wrong direction without any doubt.

Xiaochun helped the puppet-like Xu Bai onto the rickshaw, and Wang Ping also got on one.

He was obviously in a hurry this time and didn't bother to be polite. Looking guilty, he put the two people at the door of the Marshal's Mansion. Without waiting for Fan Jie to come out, he just greeted the soldiers at the door and said, "You know your Adjutant Fan, I have already sent the people there." He slipped away as quickly as a mouse, as if he was hiding some unspeakable secret in his heart.

Xiaochun supported Xu Bai. She was a little at a loss. She had followed Wang Ping in before, but now Wang Ping slipped away very quickly and Xu Bai didn't look too sober, so she had to rely on herself.

Fan Jie has been keeping an eye on this matter these days. He looked at Wang Ping with sharp eyes and felt that something was wrong because he was acting like a thief.

A strong hand wrapped around Xu Bai's waist and took him away from Xiaochun.

"Commander."

Xiaochun was tapped on the shoulder by someone, it was Fan Jie, "Don't stand there, come with me."

"I heard you were crying and making a fuss about coming back to me?"

Feng Yanzhang looked down and saw that the little actor had rosy lips and red eyes. He thought she had put on rouge and sneered, "She looks more obedient than last time. Wouldn't it be better if she had been like this earlier?"

Her waist was slender and soft, as if she had no bones, and he easily rubbed her into his arms. Even her beautiful face tilted towards him and became soft, without any resistance.

Marshal Feng would ignore many things when he was enjoying himself. He picked up the little actor horizontally and threw him heavily on the bed like he did a few days ago.

Normal people will have a reaction when they suffer secondary trauma, let alone someone who is so scared that he bites his tongue the first time. Even if he is well trained and his body does not resist, the emotions in his eyes cannot be deceived.

But the boy just lay there, his lips slightly parted, his empty eyes staring at the ceiling.

Feng Yanzhang was pressing on him. Xu Bai had thin wrists, so the Marshal could completely control him with just one hand.

"Not afraid?"

The little actor said nothing, and his big eyes showed no emotion. Feng Yanzhang thought that he looked down on him, so he used his other hand to swiftly untie his clothes, and then bent the boy up.

"Once you come in here," the rough fingertips mercilessly brushed across the actor's unusually red lips, "don't even think about leaving."

This time he completely gave up the idea of ​​becoming an actor.

Xu Bai was shaking violently with him, but he didn't beg for mercy. He just let out broken and shrill sobs from his chest, one after another. His black hair rubbed against the bed sheets, and was soaked with sweat.

Feng Yanzhang felt nervous because of these voices, and subconsciously didn't want the boy to make any more noise, so he reached out and covered the boy's lips.

"Uh……"

This time there was no sound, and Marshal Feng was able to enjoy himself quietly, painting on the actor's body.

Xu Bai was eaten.

He was almost dead before he took that little pill. He was shivering all over, stars were spinning in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help curling up. It wasn't that he was in pain, just unbearable.

Later, something was forcefully stuffed into his mouth, and it instantly turned into water, flowing down his throat. Wherever it flowed, his body felt burned, and all the pain disappeared in an instant.

It's just that he became mentally wandering and confused, allowing others to manipulate him.

The pain of suffocation made Xu Bai get rid of the effect of the drug prematurely. He was about to faint, and he tried his best to just lightly touch Feng Yanzhang's palm with the tip of his tongue.

Waves of dizziness made the actor roll his eyes uncontrollably. When Feng Yanzhang put his hands down, he saw the actor's body twitching. His lips, which had been very red, were now pale and convulsing like a dehydrated fish, with saliva dripping from the corners of his lips.

Feng Yanzhang finally realized that something was wrong.

He pulled the quilt over Xu Bai and said, "Call a doctor!"

The doctor didn't expect it was this young man again, and every time he was extremely ill.

Feng Yanzhang frowned as he always did and refused to listen to the doctor's explanation. His facial lines were cold and hard. "Just save him!"

The doctor gave me an injection.

He could tell that the boy had been given drugs that he shouldn't have been given, and he was probably forcing himself to fight the Marshal...

After the injection, the convulsions eased slightly, and the doctor had to ask carefully, "Marshal, his physical foundation is already damaged, how long do you want to keep him alive?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, and the expression on Feng Yanzhang's face changed.

But he refused to admit that it was because he couldn't bear to part with the boy, and defined all this as his own reluctance and his superficial love for kittens and puppies.

Marshal Feng cursed himself for losing control of his emotions and said casually, "Three months will be enough."

The person on the bed was still young, and the doctor felt a little sorry, "Marshal, if we send him to a better hospital, maybe -"

The doctor was stared at by Marshal Feng's cold gaze. He shuddered and quickly shut his mouth.

After Feng Yanzhang opened his mouth, the doctors used strong medicines that were harmful to the body. The purpose was actually similar to the one Wang Ping gave him, which was to maintain superficial calm.

Feng Yanzhang stared at Xu Bai's face. Without any pain, that face was relaxed without any worries, revealing a gentle and childish expression.

If only the little actor could always be as cute and sensible as he is today.

Marshal Feng savored his taste.

It seems that I can treat him well in the remaining time.