How to Survive As a Villain

Xiao Yu'an first stumbled and ran out a few steps, felt that something was wrong, ran back to the bed, took a look at the situation on the bed, took a breath, stepped back tens of meters suddenly, turned around and wanted to escape again.

Needle dropping could be heard all around, and a painful whimper came from the bed to Xiao Yu'an's ears.

Xiao Yu'an suddenly stopped, and silently said three times in his heart to avoid shame, then took a deep breath and ran back to the bed.

Yan Heqing was blindfolded by a black cloth, with a strip of cloth strangling his mouth, his white clothes were unbuttoned, and his whole body was tied up with a hemp rope. It seems that he struggled too hard, and his exposed skin was already crimson and even bloodshot by the rope.

Xiao Yu'an frantically tore off the black cloth over Yan Heqing's eyes and the strip of cloth in his mouth. Under the black cloth, Yan Heqing's eyes were blood red, but his lips were pale.

Xiao Yu'an was ready to be scolded and bitten, but Yan Heqing didn't say a word, curled up, breathing heavily, Xiao Yu'an reached out to untie the rope on Yan Heqing's body, suddenly felt something was wrong.

Yan Heqing's sanity was extremely unclear, his eyes were empty and blank, and he lay on the bed in a daze, without a single movement, even Xiao Yu'an kept talking to him, like a puppet, without any response.

Brother Yan, why are you so stupid! !The common people in the world depend on you to save them!

Xiao Yu'an really wanted to kneel, but the one who wanted him to kneel even more was still behind! !

Xiao Yu'an couldn't untie the rope on Yan Heqing's body! ! !

The rope was tied in an extremely fancy way, it was said to be bondage, but it was more like a kind of fun. Xiao Yu'an had never been exposed to this kind of binding method, and he was confused when he untied it in a hurry. more complicated.

In a fit of anger, Xiao Yu'an pulled out a small part of the rope that he had finally untied!

Then tie a bow...

After Xiao Yu'an gave up on himself, he shouted tremblingly, "Red Sleeve!"

After a few shouts, the candlelight flickered at the door of the bedroom, Hongxiu hurried in and knelt by the bed: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Xiao Yu'an's mind was in a mess, he didn't know where to start his words, he could only say: "You, you, untie this rope for him first."

Hongxiu froze for a moment, as if she knew what she had done wrong, her face turned pale, she got up and untied Yan Heqing's rope.

"Has he been fooled?" Xiao Yu'an looked at Yan Heqing who had been unresponsive all this time, and felt that his internal organs were all mixed together.

After untying the rope, Hongxiu knelt back to the ground again: "Go back to the emperor, because I was afraid that he would resist and hurt the emperor, so the servant gave him the drug. I'm not really stupid. Just take the antidote and rest for a night and you'll be fine."

Xiao Yu'an patted his chest and let out a long breath: "What about the antidote?"

Hong Xiu took out the small porcelain bottle containing the antidote and handed it over with both hands.

Xiao Yu'an took the white porcelain bottle, sat down on the side of the bed, stretched out his arms to embrace Yan Heqing, and fed the antidote to someone.

After drinking the antidote, Yan Heqing quickly fell into a drowsy sleep. Xiao Yu'an pulled up the clothes and tucked the quilt up for the person, turned around after a lot of work, and found that Hongxiu was still kneeling there.

Xiao Yu'an said: "Stop kneeling, get up."

Hong Xiu refused to obey, and lowered his head: "I beseech the emperor to punish."

Xiao Yu'an stretched out his hand to pull up the red sleeve, and smiled wryly: "What is the punishment?"

"Hongxiu knows that the emperor loves this person. He ordered Hongxiu not to touch this person before, but this person is too dangerous! Hongxiu couldn't ignore him, so he sent him to the emperor's pillow. Now that the emperor saw his injury, he couldn't bear to go any further... ..."

"Wait!" Xiao Yu'an grabbed the key information, "Injury, what injury?"

Hongxiu replied in a daze: "The whip wound on my back..."

Xiao Yu'an inhaled and exhaled, inhaled and exhaled again, and then began to rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Hongxiu was full of doubts: "What are you looking for, Your Majesty?"

"Gold and silver are soft."

"Why are you looking for these?"

"Escape! No! No, we are not escaping, this is called a strategic shift!"