Wangfu Shenyuan

Xia An pouted his neck and said, "I'm happy. You bastard."

"Very good, very good. Someone, come and drag him out to this king, who wants to interrogate himself." Rong Li waved his sleeves and left.Xia An thought it was a hallucination, and continued to curse, until a jailer grabbed him and felt the pain was real, then he realized, oh, it turns out that he really scolded the prince just now.My God, why did the effect of Mafeisan disappear so quickly, it made him unable to speak when he should speak, and he could speak again when he should not speak.

The torture room of the dungeon is definitely more eerie than the torture room, especially the person sitting on the torture room, the cold aura exuding from his body makes the legs of the people who enter this torture room weak.

Xia An's legs became weak, and he knelt down on the ground before walking to the front.

Rong Li asked: "You often prick villains, have you ever harmed me, no wonder I have had bad luck recently."

"No, how could this slave have such courage. This slave is so loyal to the lord, and wished he could give his lord a chance by dying." Xia An, with courage as small as millet, decisively chose to be a scholar.

"Oh, you are so loyal?" Rong Li laughed inwardly.

"Well, the slave is really loyal." Xia An swallowed the words "be a cow and a horse" on the tip of his mouth.Alas, he is timid and afraid of death, but he has a little bit of poor self-esteem, and he is often contradictory.

"Then I want to try." Rong Li said to the guards who were waiting on the side: "Let's all step down." After the guards left, Rong Li gradually approached Xia An.

Under the huge shadow, Xia An swallowed his saliva, and stared at the malicious prince with wide eyes.Xia An tremblingly said: "Wang, lord, how do you want to try?"

"For the sake of your service to this king, this king allows you to choose the torture tools yourself." Rong Li was generous.

Xia An looked around, wanting to cry, but none of the instruments of torture here was something he could bear.Gritting her teeth, Xia An raised her face and asked, "Didn't the lord blame the slave for lying? That's called slapping the slave's mouth." After speaking, she closed her eyes, as if waiting to be beaten.

"Okay, this king is very powerful, you have to be prepared to be hurt." Rong Li leaned closer to Xia An's ear and said, and saw Xia An's ear move, maybe even the ear would tremble.

"A slave is not worthy of the lord to do it himself." Xia An suggested with a mournful face, "Why don't the lord send a jailer in to execute it."

"No, this lord must personally teach you, this daring slave." After speaking, Rong Li began to grab his sleeves, ready to make a move.

Xia An resigned to his fate and closed his eyes, feeling a gust of wind passing by his ears. He gritted his teeth and prepared to bear the pain, but... he seemed to have been stabbed, and then he couldn't help but started laughing, and kept laughing, rolling on the ground laughing.

His cheeks were throbbing, Xia An stretched out to grab the prince's hem, unable to speak, he tried his best to raise his face, and conveyed his request with his eyes.It was too uncomfortable, more painful than slapping him.

Rong Li sat down, crossed his legs, and asked calmly: "Do you know what's wrong?"

The more the prince doesn't care, the more frightened Xia An is, for fear that the prince will continue to punish him like this.He nodded hastily, like pounding garlic.

"Do you still dare to scold me in the future?"

Shaking his head desperately.

"If this king forgives you this time, you will be loyal to this king in the future."

Xia An was stunned for a moment when the prince's words were used, and then thought that it probably meant the same thing as loyalty, so he covered his stomach and laughed loudly and nodded.

Rong Li did not forget to add a sentence: "Willing to be oppressed by this king until this king gets bored?"

As a death contract slave, will he be on the head of his master all the time, willingly or not?Xia An nodded impatiently, his attitude pleased Rongli, and he stretched out his hand to relieve his acupuncture point.

"Huh—" Xia An took a long breath.

"Get up, come with me." Rong Li got up and walked towards Pao Lao, but he couldn't hear anything behind him, turned around, and saw Xia An staring at him in horror.Rong Li ignored it, pressed the switch, and the tank where the roasting tools were placed moved slowly, revealing a narrow path.

Seeing that he was not going to punish him, Xia An was immediately relieved, but secretly shocked in his heart, a leisurely and irritable prince would have a plan and patience to build so many secret rooms in his mansion.There are stone houses, there are dungeons, and there must be other places.

As Xia An expected, the grounds of the palace were almost empty.Xia An followed the prince for a long time, and when he passed by a house, the prince stopped to drink a cup of tea to moisten his throat. As a slave who had just sworn an oath of loyalty, Xia An was fortunate enough to be given a cup of tea by his master.

After drinking tea, the two walked for half a stick of incense time.In the end, Xia An was basically walking while leaning on the wall, and finally the prince showed mercy and led Xia An up a stone step, which opened a square hole about half a person's height, and the two of them bent over to pass through.

I didn't want it to be a dining room.Xia An has only been here once, and it was to accompany Ah Fu to collect the food cost of Si En Yuan.In the evening, there are guards in the dining room, Xia An quietly pulled the prince's foot, and said in a low voice: "Why did the prince bring the servants here?"

Rong Li didn't answer, instead he grabbed two soybeans on the plate, one on each side, and pressed acupuncture points on the two guards.Xia An has personally experienced how powerful the prince is, but she is still a little surprised.He thought that this was a good time to behave, and coaxed the prince to be happy, and maybe he could be released from the dungeon, so he immediately gave a thumbs up and complimented: "The prince is very skillful."

With a look of color on his face, he wiped the dust on the round stool with his sleeve, sat down with Rong Li Da Ma Jin Dao, and said to Xia An: "You make some supper."

Xia An was taken aback for a moment, then elated.The prince has always been generous, and he will share some food and drink with him.He is also starving to death now, the prince is simply a Bodhisattva who came to save him.Xia An went to work in a hurry, completely forgetting that his miserable situation was also reported by the prince himself.

Supper is very simple. When Xia An sees Lantern Festival, he becomes very hungry. He hasn't eaten it for a long time, and Lantern Festival is easy to cook.There was a long table on the side of the kitchen, and Xia An counted the cleanest one, and made a space for the prince to come over to eat Yuanxiao.After serving the prince's bowl and chopsticks, he picked up another smaller bowl and stood behind the prince to eat.

Rong Li suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He has always been the most respectful person. He is in awe of the Lord of the World, respects his queen mother, and loves the manager Xu Qingrui. Except for these three, he regards everyone else as enemies or Is worthless.And since last year, he began to quietly pay attention to another person, unknowingly put this person in a very important position, and even broke his usual principles, thinking about talking and chatting with this person on an equal footing, He had never had a good conversation with this man.

"Sit down and eat." Rong Li decided to follow his own will.

Xia An was almost choked to death by the glutinous rice balls. He coughed for a long time before he calmed down. He hurriedly said, "I don't dare." My master had dinner at the same table.

"Sit." This stupid slave seemed to be afraid of him again, normally, Rongli would take it for granted, but if a slave was not afraid of him, he would definitely be angry and tear him apart.But at this moment, Rongli only felt that he was very close to Xia An, and there was a long, long distance between them, and Xia An refused to get closer.

"My lord, this is not right."

"sit."

Xia An had no choice but to sit obediently, but he ate unnaturally, very restrained, as if the prince was pointing a whip at him, and his back felt chilly.

"Your skills are really not that good." Rong Li was going to find an easy and approachable opening sentence to relax Xia An, so that he could have a deep chat with him.But it's obvious that this sentence is not suitable for the opening sentence, just look at Xia An's pale face.

"Forgive me, my lord, my servant is clumsy."

Rong Li hesitated for a while, and decided to make persistent efforts: "Why are you cooking black sesame?" According to Rong Li's calculation, Xia An should say that he likes this stuffing, because according to his observation, Xia An kept drooling at the pot while cooking. .But this time he was wrong again, and Xia An's face turned pale again.

"My lord doesn't like to eat this stuffing, so how about another kind of cooking for my lord?"

"……,Need not."

Rong Li sullenly ate with his head down, Xia An also bowed his head tremblingly to eat the Lantern Festival.

After supper, the two of them drank wine again.Rong Li got drunk and got excited again, and asked Xia An, "What do you think of the palace?"

Xia An naturally didn't dare to tell the truth: "It's very big and beautiful."

"Are you... afraid of me?"

"The prince has asked, and the servant is in awe."

"Lie. When you are lying, you dare not look directly at the king, but you still want to sneak a glance." Rong Li pointed Xia An's eyebrows dissatisfied.

A very intimate way.A thought suddenly popped up in Xia An's mind, he really wanted to ask, is the prince really going to pull out his tongue?He is very confused, the prince doesn't seem to be bad in private.

"Wang, lord?"

"What do you want to say?" Rong Li stared at Xia An expectantly.

Xia An hesitated, and finally said: "Can I use that small bottle to fill the wine back to the dungeon?" The dungeon is really cold.

Rong Li couldn't take it anymore, he was furious, and asked: "Why don't you dare to ask me directly if I can let you out of the dungeon?"

"...Can you let the slave out of the dungeon?" Xia An's eyes brightened.

"No." Rong Li refused straight away, and took the lead to walk back.Xia An followed behind sullenly, cursing the master in his heart beyond his dignity, and asking people if he couldn't do it, it was clearly to please him!

Xia An was not taken to his original cell, but to a room with slightly better conditions.The inside was very clean, there were beds and quilts, there were tables and candles, and after Rong Li walked away with a cold face, a jailer brought a brazier.

The prince was very unhappy, Xia An trembled after being looked at, so he dared not speak too much, anyway, he was also locked up, so he shouldn't ask nonsense.

So the prince left even more unhappy.

Xia An thought of the charcoal he hadn't had time to burn in the Piaoxiangyuan, and thought of the four pennies he earned for weaving straw sandals, lying on the bed after eating and drinking, unable to sleep.

This cell is not only treated well, but also has breakfast.Although there are only steamed buns in clear soup, they are not bad. Xia An is already very satisfied.The jailer also brought some books to Xia An.Xia An received the book, and suddenly remembered that the prince had given him the book in Houshan that day, and thought it was the prince who made a mistake.

Staring at the book in his hand in a daze.A sinful slave, without the order of the prince, who would let him read in the dungeon to pass the time.These few books include Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and vulgar records. It is obvious that he knows that he likes to read all kinds of books.