I have a deep affection for the villain [quick wear]

Lu Qianchuan rubbed his temples with some headaches, and sighed in his heart, it would be great if he was allowed to land in this world before the mission target suffers like in the last world.

Although he might not be able to prevent the confrontation between the emperor and General Yan Pingyan, if he could take advantage of the royal family's preference for the Lu family and strip Yan Shiqin from slavery ahead of time, then the follow-up matters would be much easier to deal with.

However, Lu Qianchuan also knows that each world has its own rules, and it is not an easy matter for such an outsider's soul to be recognized by the world's rules. If everything is as he wishes, then Tiandao doesn't need to ask him to cooperate.

However, fortunately, although the Yan family has been demoted to slavery, they have not been exiled. That is to say, the mission target has not yet come into contact with the Juyan people.

As long as the other party has not turned to Ju Yan, then things will have a turning point.

Dark, damp, and cold.

The air was filled with the stench of blood mixed with other smells, and on the ground illuminated by the torches, a layer of blackened blood was faintly visible.

Suppressed despair spread everywhere in the dungeon, and from time to time, one could hear whimpers coming from the darkness, as if lamenting his hopeless future.

But what's the use of crying now?

Those young and beautiful female family members still have a chance to be picked up by some family. Although their status is lower, they can still stay in the capital anyway. If they are lucky enough to be favored by their master, they can live a more comfortable life.

It's a pity for those good-looking Haoerlangs, each of them is in great youth and full of enthusiasm in their chests. They have learned so many years of civil and military strategies, but they suddenly fell from the clouds and were beaten with red-hot soldering irons. Put on the humiliating slave mark, and then bury your bright future in the desolate and remote frontier.

Yan Shiqin leaned his back against the wall, lowered his head, and sat on a pile of hay whose original color could no longer be seen.

He was wearing ocher clothes, and his messy hair hung down casually, covering his extremely indifferent face in the darkness.

His lips were covered with skin due to lack of water, and various criminal laws left large and small scars on his body.Some of the wounds have even begun to inflame and fester due to lack of treatment.

I really didn't expect that one day I would fall into such an embarrassing situation.

Yan Shiqin twitched the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating way, the burning pain on his back shoulder was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into his chest, and then mercilessly reminded him that he is now a slave who has been beaten. India's lowly slaves.From then on, his future, his freedom, and his dignity will all become a withered flower, trampled underfoot.

Treason and collaborating with the enemy are unforgivable felonies, but he still does not believe that his father, who has guarded Nanping for most of his life, would do such a rebellious thing.

There must be something wrong here.

Thinking of the possibility that his family members suffered an innocent disaster, Yan Shiqin's breathing suddenly became a little short.

But perhaps because the wound was infected again, Yan Shiqin felt a bit dizzy at the same time as he felt it was difficult to breathe.

His body had already become very weak due to hunger and lack of water, and the damp and cold air around him was constantly eroding his wounds. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness began to be a little blurred.

But just when he was about to take a nap to recover his energy, he suddenly heard a "creak", and the iron door of the cell was opened.

The two jailers walked towards him talking and laughing, out of tune with the oppressive atmosphere in the dungeon.

Is it time for execution again?

Yan Shiqin, as the former proud son of heaven, not only has a superior background, but also has outstanding abilities. Coupled with his flamboyant personality, he has taught many dudes who provoke him, and naturally he has been hated by many people.

After those people were taught a lesson in the past, they learned the lesson and dared not confront him openly. Some even nodded and bowed to him when they saw him. But now, he has become a prisoner that everyone can bully. The person waiting to be thrown into trouble.

Therefore, Yan Shiqin got used to the situation where he would be dragged out by the jailers for extra "care" from time to time. At least half of the injuries on his body came from their lynching.

Yan Shiqin knew that his current physical condition was very bad, and being tortured at this time might cause serious damage to his body, but he would not be so stupid as to conflict with the jailer here, he just forcibly tightened his nerves secretly, wanting to Try to make yourself more conscious.

It's a pity that the feeling of dizziness in his mind is getting stronger and stronger. The more he wants to open his eyes, he feels the weight of his eyelids. He pulled it up, but he couldn't use any strength in his body now, and the man tried several times without success.

"Has this kid passed out? He's motionless... Tsk, it's really heavy. Come here and give me a hand."

"Come over and grab his other hand, can't we just pull him out one by one? Why, do you still want to take him out?"

"Fuck off, if I want to hug those beautiful girls who are locked up next door, this guy is dirty, even if I drag him, my hands will be dirty."

"Hey, speaking of this, you said Mr. Lu didn't want so many beauties, but why did he want such a tough man? I went to see it secretly, and those female relatives of Yan's mansion were born. One is better than the other, and some of them often lean against the wall and wipe their tears, and their pitiful appearance makes my heart soften."

"Come on, what's the use of crying your heart out? Can you afford it? Besides, as Mr. Lu, there's no need to pick someone from the dungeon if you don't have any beauties around you. I heard that Mr. Lu is planning to research several new medicines, so he plans to find someone who is in good health to be a drug tester. This kid is no longer a master. As a slave, he can try whatever he wants."

As he said that, the jailer laughed, as if he had seen the other party being tortured by various unknown medicines.

Yan Shiqin was unresponsive, and he heard scattered words. He vaguely realized that he was not going to be tortured this time, but was going to be sold to some rich man, and then acted as a medicine man.

That being the case, his life should not be in danger in a short period of time. As for the future, we can only talk about it later.

Before Lu Qianchuan saw the target of the mission, he ordered the servants in the mansion to let him clean himself first, and then put him in an empty room.

It's just that after receiving the person, the servant hurried over to report, saying that the person had a severe fever and was unconscious when he was delivered.And the young man didn't know how much his young master valued that man, so just in case, he came over and asked if he wanted to be treated.

After hearing this, Lu Qianchuan frowned, but still planned to go and have a look in person.

Originally, he planned to let the other party stay in the mansion for a few days, and when the time was almost up, he would go there to increase his favorability. After all, when he thought of the four words of mission goal, he thought of Shen Xiuhe from the previous world. The sense of loss that suddenly surged up might upset him when he saw the other party.

However, Lu Qianchuan is not a person who likes to escape. He came here for the purpose of the mission. If it affects the progress of the mission because of that little emotion, it would be too hypocritical.

The Lu family is a medical family, and Lu Qianchuan is the son of the Lu family, so his medical skills are naturally good.It's just that the young man was a little surprised when he saw that his young master wanted to heal the slave who had just been sent in person. At the same time, he re-evaluated the slave's status in his heart, so as not to cause him to be accidentally provoked by him in the future. The master is displeased.

When Lu Qianchuan walked into the door, there were two young maidservants surrounding the task target's bed, one with a basin and the other with a towel, and they were helping him wipe the blood and dirt off his body.

Because he was covered in wounds and he had a high fever, the maidservants did not dare to throw him directly into the bathtub for washing, but just took off his shirt and wiped it off with a towel bit by bit.

Just rubbing, seeing that muscular and strong body, even though it was covered with deep and shallow scars, still made these two young girls blush with shame.

But shyness is shyness, the expressions of the two little girls did not show a trace of reluctance, and even their eyes were still shining, looking a little eager to try.

When they couldn't help but put their paws on the smooth body, Lu Qianchuan coughed lightly from behind, almost making them jump up in surprise.

"I've seen your son."

The little girl who was still in high spirits just now turned into a listless little quail when she found out that her young master was standing behind her at some point. She lowered her head and looked at her toes.

Lu Qianchuan felt helpless, but he didn't say much, he just asked them to put down the washbasin towel, and then let them back out.

The two little girls looked at each other, then swiftly put the things in their hands on the small table beside the bed, and glanced at the bed quietly before leaving.

Lu Qianchuan actually read a trace of regret from those eyes.

When Lu Qianchuan walked to the bed, he saw the target lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but his eyebrows were tightly knit together, his lips were white, his breathing was short, and he looked very uncomfortable.

He raised his hand to probe the other's forehead, and felt a burst of heat without any surprise.He glanced at the wounds on the opponent's body, and immediately saw that several of them had begun to inflame.

Lu Qianchuan sighed. Fortunately, some commonly used medicinal materials and clean gauze were left in this room. After Lu Qianchuan transmitted some spiritual power into the other party's body, he lifted him up and wanted to help him Bandage those deeper wounds.

I have to say that the target of the mission has a very good figure, perhaps because he has been practicing martial arts all year round. Not only does he not have a trace of fat on his body, but his muscles are tight, his body lines are very beautiful and smooth, and he looks very sexy. No wonder the two girls just now The annual meeting was dumbfounded.

The other party's skin is a healthy wheat color, coupled with that chiseled handsome face, his whole body is full of masculinity and masculinity.

Lu Qianchuan suddenly remembered that Shen Xiuhe's skin was as white as cold jade, and his facial features were also like a young man in an ink painting, elegant and handsome but extraordinary.

His eyes were in a trance for a moment, then he came back to his senses, shook his head mockingly, and calmed down to check the wound of the mission target.

Then with a touch of his fingertips, he suddenly touched something like a pattern. Lu Qianchuan raised his eyes and saw a square imprint on the right back shoulder of the other party.

That is the slave seal of Nanping.

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