The heartthrobs are trapped in the Shura field [Quick Pass]

Since Wilke was locked up, he has clearly noticed that the attitude of the people around him has changed a lot.

The most intuitive change is that the servants around him are always careless when serving him, without the respect and care they used to, as if he is just a decoration, and even some bold servants will show him a look of disdain and contemptuous looks.

It was as if he was not the noble second prince of the empire at all, but a dispensable person who was as humble as them.

Even if the servants in the palace treat him like this, let alone how the princes and nobles outside the palace treat him, not even one of his former cronies has come to visit him, and they may still be mercilessly mocking him at this moment. Think of it as a conversation material for entertainment after dinner.

As long as he thinks about it this way, Wilk will be angry and unwilling to kill, but he can't get out now, otherwise he will make those who look down on him pay the price.

Especially Shelley!

More than ten days have passed since the confinement, and Wilker had to believe that Shelley was really not poisoned, no, he didn't eat the cake he sent at all!

Otherwise, why has there been no news of Shelley's death until today?

Why is this happening?Why was Shelley suddenly out of his grasp?Or is Shelley's wounded brain restored?

No, it's impossible, if he recovers, how can he not say anything, as long as he tells everything, I'm afraid he will be executed immediately by the emperor.

Wilke insisted on being calm, he had to think of a way, he had to avoid future troubles forever, Shelley must not stay, who knew if his brain would recover one day in the future, by then, he would really be finished.

Must be strong first!

……

It was another quiet night, and Wilke, who had nothing to do because of the confinement, washed up early and went to bed.

All the sounds disappeared as the lights went out, and the surroundings fell into silence. Except for the two guards guarding the door, the other lazy servants had already gone back to rest, and they didn't even bother to pay attention to him, who was a fake master.

Wilk fell into a deep sleep in the suffocation...

Da da da……

I didn't know how long I had been sleeping in a drowsy state. A light, crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground resounded in the dark and silent room.

Wilke opened his sleepy eyes in a daze, and a vague figure was standing in front of his bed. The man's bright eyes, like dark blue flames, were shining with evil light, looking straight at him. It looked weird in the dark.

"Ah You……"

Wilke's drowsiness dissipated in an instant, and a sense of fear swept through his body. Before he could scream out, the man raised his hand and quickly pierced an unknown object similar to a needle into his neck.

Wilke only felt an unknown cold liquid slowly flow into his blood along the needle tube, causing his limbs to freeze instantly. He couldn't get up and escape, but he fell back on the bed again, and he could only feel like a A corpse is generally unable to move.

Looking at Wilk who was being slaughtered on the bed at the moment, the delicate red lips of the young man standing with his back to the moonlight slowly evoked a very shallow and temperatureless smile, which was piercingly cold.

Wilke, who was unable to speak normally due to the injection of an unknown drug, could only stare with a pair of terrified and shocked eyes, looking in disbelief at the beautiful face of the young man in front of him that he was so familiar with.

It turned out to be Shelley! !

Wilke was terrified at this time, and couldn't believe that the person who appeared by his bedside in the middle of the night and injected him with unknown medicine was actually that silly boy Shelley with only a child's mind.

Why is he at this moment completely different from the ignorant and innocent Shelley in the past?Why inject yourself with medicine?What the hell is he trying to do?

All kinds of questions filled Wilk's brain, and he couldn't get an answer, which made him very anxious. The sense of panic made him feel chills all over, and he broke out in cold sweat, but no matter how much he thought, he could only stare blankly.

The young man seemed to have sensed Wilk's nervousness and fear, and chuckled almost inaudibly. Suddenly, a ghostly voice resounded in the silent night, and Wilk, who was already restless, was even more frightened. battle.

The young man slowly raised his hand, and what he was holding was a silver kettle. Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the kettle shone with a dazzling luster like a murderous weapon.

I saw the young man stretch out his other white and shiny hand gracefully, and slowly lift the lid on the kettle. The scalding heat spread instantly, and the temperature of the water inside can be imagined, and it must not be lower than 60 degrees. .

As if realizing something, Wilk wanted to struggle in panic, but was unable to move or make a sound due to the effect of the medicine, his lips quivered as if to say 'no'.

Wilke's silent struggle pleased the boy.

The young man slightly opened his lips, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, brother Wilke, this is a surprise I prepared for you, don't you like it?"

No!Get out! !You crazy! ! !

No matter how much he yelled in his heart, Wilk still couldn't make any sound. His eyes were already bloodshot, and he had already started to tremble even though he hadn't been tortured.

As if seeing Wilke's resistance, the young man frowned in dissatisfaction, his soft voice instantly dropped to freezing point, and a strong evil spirit flashed across his eyes.

"You don't like it? How can you do that? Brother Schwerk, you prepared surprises and gifts for me, but you didn't allow me to return them. Brother, why are you so bad?"

No, you can't, you can't do this - ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Accompanied by the scalding hot boiling water pouring mercilessly on Wilk's facial skin, the sharp screams and roars stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out, he could only groan 'ho ho'.

The young man controlled the speed of pouring water, enjoying seeing Wilke twitching and struggling in pain at this time, but there was a faint look of disgust on his face.

"Brother Wilke, are you happy? When you gave me such a gift, I wanted to return it. Do you think I am great? Why don't you praise me?"

The boy's voice sounded like a ghost's call. Due to the extreme torture and excessive fright on his body, Wilke, who was greatly stimulated, rolled his eyes and fainted instantly.

Jiang Chuanxue: ...

'It's really not scary. '

System: ...that's cruel, okay, it's strange that normal people don't get dizzy, right?

The system complained secretly in his heart, but in the final analysis, it was Wilk's own fault.

Jiang Chuanxue needs to maintain the persona of the sub-personality Shae, and take revenge on Wilker. If Wilker hadn't done that to Shelley, there would be no retribution now.

Jiang Chuanxue looked at Wilke's face without any good skin or flesh.

After thinking about it tonight, Wilk's face is completely ruined. He is not as lucky as Shelley. With the self-healing ability of SSS-level omega skin, Wilk, as a beta, may have to bear this ugly face for the rest of his life. Unbearable face, never able to lift his head.

The author has something to say:

Aww, deserve retribution~

By the way, Xiao Xueyi's character is still a little sick, hehe~