after being forced to become a heartthrob

Returning to the residence outside the palace in a daze, the young man who closed the door leaned against the corner with his head in his arms.In his mind, what the head guard said just now sounded again——

"Don't show up, if you do, the situation of the priest will be even worse."

Is he going to be like this and can't do anything?The residue of medicinal herbs on the table has not been cleaned up, the sewage is flowing, the room is so dark that no light can be seen, only the sound of the crow servants in the cage flapping their wings can be heard.Is he going to leave Nurian like this?No, he is not reconciled, but what can he do?

Stretching out his palm, he looked at the nails that had been soaked in herbs and turned black.He doesn't dislike himself like this, on the contrary, he is still sad that he is not strong enough to do something for the priest.

The priest rescued him from the burning ground, and helped him hide the fact of learning witchcraft, and settled him here.But now, the priest himself is suffering, and the only thing he can do is to hide in this dark room.

Tears fell drop by drop on his palm, and just when he was about to cry out, the familiar voice in his mind rang out again.

Suddenly, as if he had grasped some life-saving straw, he desperately called out to him in his heart.

"Help me, help me!"

He didn't have much talent, and the reason why he was able to produce so many finished potions so quickly during this period of time was also because of the extra person in his body.At the beginning, he still panicked that his body was out of his control, and even when he was sitting quietly, the voice suddenly sounded in his head. Later, after more times like this, he gradually got used to it.Used to the voice teaching him how to make potions, used to the man who invaded his body at night and wandered the streets of Nurian.

After getting along for so long, although he didn't know the identity of the other party, he could clearly perceive that the other party was a very powerful wizard.

In his repeated begging, the voice answered him, "I can help you."

He stopped crying.

That voice, that is, Xisha who was forced to share a body, said slowly, "But I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

Xisha is really tired of sharing his body with one person, this kind of boredom is even more than his own body being bluffed and deceived by counterfeit people everywhere, "I will help you rescue the priest, and I will help him clear the suspicion, as long as—" Xisha took advantage of his wavering Sometimes, he tried to snatch away the body, but it was difficult for him to grab the leading power when the body was unconscious, "You are willing to give up the body."

After understanding the meaning of his words, the tearful teenager suddenly froze.

Giving up his body means... is he not there?

"You don't want to see the priest who saved you die in prison, do you?" Xisha said slowly. When sharing his body with this person, he could clearly feel the emotion he couldn't ignore for the priest. Emotions have surpassed ordinary respect and admiration, "It is still charged as a wizard—maybe, his body will still be hung on the city wall."

"Do not……"

"Then hand over your body to me, and I will help you rescue him." Xisha, who was bound by this body and had almost worn out his temper, would no longer be as desperate as he was at the beginning Get rid of that impostor.All he wants now is to have a body that can be completely his own.

The boy is still hesitating, he doesn't know what giving up his body means.

Xisha knew that he would agree, he didn't even use more words to confuse the other party, he just dropped a sentence, 'you think about it' and disappeared.

……

Wen Rao, who was still in prison, was released from the cell by the sudden visit of Hillman's valet.Because of his current status, the guards put heavy shackles on his arms.

"Are you going to send me to the execution ground?" After being imprisoned for a few days, Wen Rao was much haggard.

As the king who just took office, Hillman had endless government affairs to deal with, so he entrusted his guards to do some less important things or things that were not convenient for him to come forward.Hearing Wen Rao's words, the guard subconsciously wanted to call the priest, but he immediately remembered the king's judgment on the other party, so he immediately swallowed the honorific title back, "No."

Hearing this answer, Wen Rao breathed a sigh of relief.

"The king's sentence for you has come down." The valet, who represented Hillman's meaning, stood with his arms folded in front of the emaciated gentleness.

Wen Rao waited for what he would say next.

"Because there is no way to prove your innocence, the king decided to demote you into a slave." After the valet finished speaking, he quietly glanced at his gentle expression.From priest to slave, the gap should not be too big.

"Do you want to be exiled?" To be exiled in this era is somewhat more terrifying than being hanged directly.

"No need for this, you will continue to stay in the palace." The servant said.

"Whose order is this?" Not to kill him, but to leave him in the palace... It doesn't seem like something Hillman would do.

"It's an order from the king."

Could it be that Hillman wanted to keep him by his side and torture him slowly?It can't be so vicious.While Wen Rao was thinking wildly, Hillman's valet had already brought him out of the cell. In that cellar-like cell, the prisoners were basically those who could be sent to the execution ground at any time. Wen Rao should be the number one A man who was not executed, but reduced to slavery.

After putting the shackles on his feet to represent his status as a slave, the servant sent Wen Rao to Hillman's palace.

Hillman is currently entangled with those nobles because of the newly promulgated political law, so he is not in the palace.In the palace, there were only a dozen people in shackles who didn't look like local female slaves in Nurian, doing some cleaning work.

However, Wen Rao stopped the valet who brought him here, "Does the king want me to stay here?" The two are so at odds, is it not enough to be close to each other?

"Yes." The valet is Hillman's confidant. Since he was a prince, he has been helping him with some matters. He is usually busy. Today, he should have gone with him to meet the nobles. Unexpectedly, Hillman Come and let him deal with the matter of the priest in private.

"Are you sure...you didn't make a mistake?"

"This is the king's personal confession." After the valet replied, he nodded and said, "I still have something to do. Someone will tell you the specific arrangement." After speaking, he left.

Wen Rao waited for the person who arranged him for an entire afternoon. During this period of time, he was locked in a small cell and couldn't sleep well. Now that Hillman came to the gorgeous and luxurious bedroom, which was also lit with high-end spices. Dozed against the wall.Those female slaves who were supposed to be captives from Roland, who were born nobles, didn't dare to stop him when they saw his presumptuous behavior. They just lowered their heads silently and were busy with their own affairs.

"Master Priest." A hand stretched out and pushed Wen Rao's shoulder.

Wen Rao woke up from the dream, opened his eyes, and saw Hillman, who was dressed more gorgeously than before, standing in front of him with arms folded.Wen Rao stood there for a while, before realizing that he was now a slave because of the shackles on his feet.

"It seems that you haven't had a good time in the small prison." Wen Rao was a little haggard, but after succeeding to the throne, Hillman, who was busy with drastic reforms, was much thinner than him.It's just that his spirit looks much better than Wen Rao's.

At this time, as a slave, I should probably thank the superiors for their concern.But Wen Rao looked at Hillman's still annoying face, and couldn't say a word.

"From a priest to a slave, the gap in your heart must be huge, right?" Hillman was really concerned about Wen Rao.Nulian's laws against wizards are too strict. As a king who has just ascended the throne, he should strictly abide by the laws and set an example for the common people.But he thought about it for a long time, and dragging the nobles who wanted to hang the priests was not a long-term solution.He asked his confidants to find out Wen Rao in private, and replaced him with another death row prisoner.

This is also the reason why, after Wen Rao became a slave, he was sent directly to his palace.

Wen Rao almost blocked back with a single sentence, but thinking of his current status, he swallowed that disrespectful sentence again.

Hillman looked at Wen Rao and lowered his eyes. Because of his tight lips, the unhappiness and anger caused by the stubborn nobles seemed to have disappeared for a while.

"Aren't you afraid of letting a person who is suspected of being a wizard stay by your side?" Although he used the honorific title, Wen Rao's words were still a bit weird.He really couldn't figure out what Hillman wanted to do.

Hillman smiled lightly, "You may have forgotten that I am a priest."

Wen Rao's face was a bit ugly, he really felt that Hillman brought him by his side just to settle old scores.

Hillman was really tired. Although his two sensible younger brothers helped him share a lot of government affairs, such a reform required too much to be done, and he was really powerless.

Wen Rao saw Hillman leaning on the padded seat, resting with his head resting with his eyes closed.

Wen Rao leaned against the wall, looking at the scenery outside the window.I don't know if Arnold is still in the temple now.

Hillman opened his eyes a little, and saw the gentleness with a blank expression.He adjusted his sitting posture and said, "Come here."

Wen Rao didn't realize it for a while, and only realized that Hillman was calling him after he found out that there was only Hillman and him in the palace.

Dragging the shackles on his feet, he walked in front of Hillman, who was leaning on the soft cushion, moved his gaze upwards, and glanced at him.Wen Rao thought that he would humiliate him by letting him beat his legs and rub his shoulders, but unexpectedly, Hillman moved his butt a little to the side to make room for him, "Sit."

Wen Rao sat down.

Hillman closed his eyes again, Wen Rao thought that for a person like him, he should be kept in mind to observe his reaction, but he didn't expect that after a while, the sound of even breathing came.Hillman in front of him actually fell asleep.

Wen Rao stood up and prepared to move away from him, but unexpectedly, the sound of the shackles being dragged on the ground awakened the lightly sleeping Hillman, frowning.

Before he opened his eyes, Wen Rao sat back down, unexpectedly sitting on the back of Hillman's lowered hand.

This time Hillman became sober, and stared at Wen Rao in front of him with his eyes open. After a while, he retracted his pressed hand.

Wen Rao pretended to be calm and didn't move his buttocks, so when Hillman retracted his fingers, he inevitably scratched Wen Rao's upright buttocks which were covered by a piece of cloth.Hillman's heart fluttered, and the desire that had been squeezed by government affairs and had almost no time to vent, popped up at this moment.

He admitted that he would save the priest largely because the two had been so intimate.

Hillman sat up. Without the hood, he could appreciate the priest's beautiful appearance more carefully.

Wen Rao felt Hillman's fiery gaze, the gradually warming gaze, fell on his back.It made him feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Hillman was caught off guard, thinking of what the priest said to him when he went to the priest for divination.

"My lord priest once made a divination for me, saying that I would fall in love with a slave." Hillman leaned close to the white neck exposed behind Wen Rao, "Now—" He didn't go on speaking, wrapping his arms around Wen Rao's shoulders Hand, but exerted a little force, allowing his back to be embedded in his arms.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Scumbag author: If this volume can have an alias, what do you hope it is?

Hillman: Don't run away my slave little wife

The still unnamed young wizard Gong: There will be angels who will love you for me QVQ

Wen Rao: [with no expression on his face] Don't chase me, there's no result