In the days of rebirth as a lord

His Highness was bare-chested, with his back turned to him defenselessly, his skin was as delicate as snow, and his figure was a little thin.

For some reason, Mu Ziyu felt his throat dry and couldn't help swallowing.

"Conrad, you're almost done arranging things now? It's just in time to come over and wipe my back. I can't use my strength." Cecil said without turning his back to the visitor.

Mu Ziyu wanted to say that he was not Conrad, but swallowed the words, then walked to Cecil silently, and took the wet cotton cloth.

Looking closer, the white skin of the person in front of me is even more impactful. Even the vellus hair is light in color, sparse and soft, making people want to reach out and feel it, what will it be like? touch.

"Conrad?" Feeling that he hadn't moved for a long time, Cecil made a sound in doubt, his body moved slightly, as if he was about to turn around to see the situation.

Mu Ziyu quickly came back to his senses, put the cotton cloth on the skin in front of his eyes, and began to wipe his back.

It's just that he has never done such a thing before, so he naturally doesn't know how gentle it is to wipe the back of a nobleman with delicate skin and tender flesh.So just after a little effort, I heard the person in front of me exclaim: "Hiss! Pain! Pain! Conrad, why did you use such great strength... Mu Ziyu? Why are you?"

Mu Ziyu stood there holding the cotton cloth, blushing and somewhat at a loss.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry to hurt you. I'll be gentle next time."

Cecil: "..."

No, this is serious, but why does it sound weird?

This weird atmosphere made Cecil's mind a little knotted: "That's okay...then remember to be gentle..."

After finishing speaking, he stiffened his body and carried it back.

Mu Ziyu looked at the back exposed in front of him again, there was a clear red mark from his rude action just now.This time his movements were much gentler, as if he was wiping fine porcelain as thin as a cicada's wing.

After wiping his back, Cecil came back rationally, put on his clothes and said apologetically, "I thought it was Conrad who came, you should remind me, you don't have to do these things."

"I am His Highness's slave, and serving His Highness is what I should do." Mu Ziyu's forehead was dripping with sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe it off, and immediately whispered.

The voice was a little imperceptibly hoarse—at least Cecil didn't notice it. Cecil said: "I came here to tell you that in view of your outstanding performance during the robber's night attack, I can I will give you a reward, exempting you from being a slave, and you can become a free citizen in the future. Not only you, but the people who fought with you at that time can also obtain the status of a free citizen.”

However, Mu Ziyu did not show joy or excitement as Cecil thought, but instead looked dignified: "Your Highness, are you going to drive us away? Please tell me what we did wrong, we must Will change."

ah?Cecil quickly explained: "I didn't mean to drive you away, you can become free citizens, get a piece of land in Ott Village, and then farm... Isn't that good?"

Mu Ziyu naturally understood the meaning of the Highness in front of him. The other party was kind, but it was not appropriate: "Your Highness, we Han people are aliens. Even if we have obtained the status of free citizens, once we leave your territory, we will be arrested again. As a slave trader, it is almost impossible to meet a benevolent master like you. Even if we don't leave your territory, we will be discriminated against by the villagers because of our black hair and black eyes... On the contrary, as your slaves, if you Show us a little value, and others will not dare to bully us at will."