After I collapsed, I became a succubus

The mansion of Marquis Esther is in the east of the city.Lucian stood up from the desk after knowing all the background information, and found the clothes and accessories for dressing up from the closet.

He dressed himself in front of the mirror, and thought about the next steps by the way—if he wanted to go to the mansion of the Marquis of Este, he must go.What he is now in is the dream of the Marquis of Este himself. As long as he notices any changes that go against the dream, the instigator will end up being killed by the dream or ejected from the dream.

At the same time, in the dream, the Marquis of Este himself (that is, Ives, the lord of the proud city) is omnipotent and has extremely powerful power.Lucian's current mana is also limited by this Cyril's body.He's not Vader, and it's not a good idea to use his force to kill Esther head-on.

Lucian came out of the rented apartment building.He was wearing a dark green dress similar to the color of his eyes, and the rest of the accessories on his body were crystal and silver ornaments.He originally wanted to call a car, but Marquis Esther's carriage had already parked beside the street downstairs.

Such low-key but luxurious carriages are rare on this small street, even though this is already a residential area with an upper-middle standard of living.Lucian raised his chin slightly, and sure enough, he saw residents in the other apartments not far away poking their heads out of the windows, looking at the carriage with a little curiosity, gossip and apprehension.

He heard someone passing by whispering about the carriage, his voice was very small, but it was enough to reach Lucian's sensitive ears.One of them pulled the man's sleeve and said in a suppressed voice, "That's the carriage of a great nobleman..."

"Mr. Letwin." The waiter said politely in front of the carriage, "Lord Este ordered us to pick you up."

Lucian glanced at the people next to him, and got into the car.For some reason, he actually felt that this scene had an inexplicable sense of excitement as if it was an affair—everyone was intensely curious, afraid to look at it but couldn't help but look at it from the cracks, that handsome and "promising" young man every time Mr. Zhou got into the carriage for a few days and drove to the home of the great nobleman.

The Esther mansion was built on a natural lake, so it looked even more misty, and Lucian could see the orange light in the mist from a distance.Compared with the mansion, the larger area is the garden, which is distributed with street lamps.He got out of the car and entered the mansion.

A reception is being held in the mansion, and guests come and go.But it was Yarman, a friend of the Marquis of Este who was in charge of the reception (another suspect by Cyril).When he saw Lucian coming, he raised his glass and smiled at him, "Siril."

Lucian smiled.He noticed that although the ladies and gentlemen present were already familiar with his arrival, some gossiping ladies covered their mouths with feather fans and looked at him.He then said: "Good evening, Arman. Have you seen the Marquis?"

"Master Marquis is not feeling well - you came a little late, half an hour before you came, he just bid farewell to us and went back to the room. But you don't have to worry, enjoy this night." Arman said, patted Pat him on the shoulder, "I'll ask the attendant to bring you some champagne, maybe you can tell me the story you heard in Haicheng..."

Arman's hand rested on Lucian's shoulder and did not leave.Lucian realized that Arman might also have a feeling that "a friend's wife must be bullied" towards Cyril.Hundreds of years ago, the lives of the nobles were equally chaotic. In addition to normal relationships, they also loved to seek excitement from various immoral and derailed relationships.It is an honor for nobles to share a good lover.

"Really?" Lucian smiled at him and took the champagne in his hand.

He was socializing with Yarman, but he was thinking about Esther in his heart.Esther feeling unwell?

The key to completing the dream is of course the dream master.Lucian decided to go see him.According to Cyril's temperament, he received these people well, and even inquired about some information about the hidden demons (although Lucian already knew who that person was).Afterwards, he said to the housekeeper, "I want to see Lord Marquis."

The butler raised his hand in a friendly manner and led him upstairs.

"Mr. Steward, what happened to the Marquis? Do you know?" Lucian said.

"The Marquis has been suffering from headaches since the morning. He drank two glasses of brandy after that, and he was already better, but he got a little fever at night." The housekeeper said, "But the Marquis said that there is no major problem, no need Go get a doctor."

"Oh……"

Lucian remembered that Marquis Esther did have the problem of "headache".Every time he had a headache, he would sit on the sofa, prop his forehead with one hand, and let Cyril rub it for him... Of course, the ending is always fixed.Xi Ruier rubbed his forehead meticulously on his side, spoke softly, and then was pulled and sat on his lap.

What happened after that was Mi Lixiangyan.

Lucian: Tsk.

Lucian was thinking about how to kill Esther along the way.In the original, as long as Vader kills Esther, the dream ends successfully.

Ke Vader is a combat bug, he is not.

Speaking of Vader... Who has Vader become now?

The second floor of the mansion is warm, with the aroma of burning spices floating, warm and hazy.Lucian took off his coat before entering the room.He didn't see Esther in the reception room on the second floor, only the painting that "made the two of them fall in love".The crucifix hangs on the wall behind the sofa, frowning.

Marquis Esther's bedroom is deep on the second floor.Before reaching the gate, Lucian heard the sound of a vase breaking inside.His fingers stopped on the door, and after the sound subsided, he knocked on the door casually.

"Come in." After a long time, a man's voice came from inside.

Lucian opened the door and went in.The room was dimly lit, and he saw Esther sitting on the sofa.Esther has platinum hair and light blue eyes.Lucian sat next to him and asked him according to his personality: "My lord, the housekeeper said that you are feeling unwell today."

At that moment, he felt a slight coolness, as if something passed through his body.Esther kept looking down at him, which made him feel a little weird.So he put his hand on his forehead and said softly: "You feel now..."

At this moment, he saw Esther's body tremble violently—that moment was too violent, as if two things were fighting in this body, and one of the consciousness finally won the dominance of.

Lucian shuddered—because Esther held his wrist.The blond-haired, blue-eyed man raised his head to look at him. He was elegant, gentle, and stable, but there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Siryl, you're here." He panted twice, as if he hadn't recovered from the fever.But his palm slid down Lucian's wrist suggestively, "You are really radiant today..."

"I just attended your banquet. That bottle of champagne is really good, but it's a pity you didn't get to taste it." Lucian pulled his wrist out of his hand without any trace, and pressed his temple for him. Really hot, "Are you feeling better? Do you need me to stay and take care of you?"

Of course Lucian hoped that Este would give two answers: the first one, he is better.So Lucian can say with ease that he still has manuscripts to finish, and that Esther is recovering from a serious illness, so don't waste time enjoying strenuous exercise, and then go back to his apartment.The second is that he is not well yet.In this way, Lucian doesn't have to worry about some strenuous exercise that may happen between lovers-although Lucian is not very good at taking care of others, it is still better to cook the porridge or chicken soup that the orientals often make when they visit the sick. It can be done.

Stew the chicken soup for three hours, deliver the chicken soup for an hour, and after that, it was already early in the morning and he needed to rest... In this way, he could get through again.

But what he didn't expect was that Esther's behavior was extremely weird.

He didn't look at Lucian, but raised his eyes to somewhere in the air, as if there was a person there.Then, he raised his lips and smiled at that place inexplicably.

Then, he grabbed Lucian's wrists on both sides and made him sit on his body.

Lucian:? ?

"You're still sick." He said sullenly and restrainedly (maintaining the image of Cyril's high mountain flower), "I think I have to confirm your body first, we still have a lot of time besides today..."

"Just today." Esther suppressed his resistance and put his lips next to his ear.

Lucian:? ? ?

Esther and Cyril's two-month lover status has obviously made their daily life extremely harmonious, and countless incidents below the neck have occurred so that they are proficient.When Esther stuck to his ear, Lucian felt that the atmosphere was so ambiguous that he was about to drip... Of course, this made him very dissatisfied. He resisted with all his strength, but he was still hugged by Esther , and threw it on the bed.

"open!"

Lucian yelled, and he hit it with his knee.But Esther still pressed down.When he was about to bite his earlobe, Lucian suddenly saw Esther's body trembling violently.

It was like an epileptic seizure.Lucian was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he should run (even in his current posture) or not.Finally, Lucian stretched out his hand, grabbed the lamp on the bedside table with it, and was about to smash it on Esther's head...

Then he saw a weird smile on Esther's face, as if some prank had succeeded.Then, the smile was erased as quickly as if it were erased with an eraser.

In its place was an extremely angry face.The soul with that cold and irritated expression seemed to have just mastered this body. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with cold and deep anger...even though this anger was directed at his own body.

Lucian blinked, the desk lamp in his hand was still held high on Esther's body.

But maybe now he is not Esther, but Vader in Esther's body.

Lucian was thinking about whether to continue smashing down—just pretending to miss.Coincidentally, I can also avenge the vengeance that was repeated by Vader some time ago.But Vader snorted coldly, his fingers were clenched into fists, his veins were protruding, and they were still pressing on his body.

Lucian had no choice but to say: "Calm down, don't hit me, hit yourself."

His voice was soft, with a little self-conscious temptation: "Don't look at me like that, the person who did this just now was your own body."

"He did it on purpose, damn it..." Vader said in a deep voice, sneering.

He is still pressing on Lucian's body now. When he looked at Lucian, he saw that the eyes of the beauty looking at him are still full of water - now in his eyes, Lucian is still Lucian look like.

Harmful... the appearance of a small animal.

Lucian shrank back on purpose, pretending to be a little scared and said dryly: "You have a reaction."

Vader: ...

"I, I can help you with my hands." Lucian deliberately whispered weakly, he shrank his body, and he hadn't forgotten that he was afraid of Vader before.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly remembered the appearance of Lucian in the carriage.He looked at him with fear and guard in his eyes... the look of a little animal that had lost its home, strayed and was abused.

He hurt and frightened Lucian.

'He was lying to you before. Vader heard his own cold voice, "Are you going to be fooled by him again?" '

No, Vader thought, not by him.

Maybe it's not a question of cheating or not... It's just that he still doesn't want to see Lucian being cautious and afraid of crying.

Even though he knew he was faking it.