Don't repay, just hug

"You...why did you appear in the lord's mansion? And why did you save me?"

Mitsuhide's eyes were full of uneasiness, it was a face that was afraid of disappointment and was about to cry.

King Xuan looked at him, slightly startled.

This is another expression of Guangxiu that he has never seen before.

King Xuan suddenly felt a surge of enthusiasm in his heart.He stared at Guangxiu, even he himself didn't realize the tenderness in his eyes at this moment.

"Yu, the reason why I went to Himeji was to find someone."

"...Yes, who is it?"

——It's you.

Of course, King Xuan couldn't say that.

"...is a person I knew a long time ago." The expression on King Xuan's expression at this time seemed a little lonely to Guangxiu, "There is information that he appeared at the lord's house in Himeji City, that's why he went there." Looking for him, and then—I found you, and I was thinking 'I can't just leave it alone'."

Under the moonlight, the expression of King Xuan facing her made Guangxiu's heart beat endlessly.It was a soft smile with a touch of bitterness.

"So, that's how it is."

Mitsuhide lowered his head.

— that sucks.Even though he was saved by this person, he still suspects that he has other plans for him.

It must be disappointing not to be able to meet the person you expected to see.

Guangxiu could imagine that when Lord Xuan rushed to the lord's mansion with great interest, thinking that he would meet the person he was looking for all along, but found that there was someone else there—that bitter feeling, Guangxiu felt. Can feel it.

I am just a substitute for that person, no, not even a substitute, it's just that I "happened" to be trapped there, and Lord Xuanwang took it away "by the way".

It's just a very common and common act of righteousness.

But even if that were the case, he was indeed saved, and should be grateful.You must know that not all slaves who have suffered abuse can be as "lucky" as him.

he knows.

but--

The bitter feeling in my heart, no matter how I control it, I still can't suppress it.

Guangxiu hated this kind of self, such an ugly mentality of insatiable greed.

"Master Xuanwang, will you continue to look for him...?"

King Xuan was slightly taken aback.

He didn't expect Guangxiu to ask himself such a question.It is impossible to say frankly that "the person Yu is looking for is you" - Guangxiu does not know him.

Anyway, I plan to continue to track down the whereabouts of Guangxiu clansmen, so I just let this lie continue.

"Yeah, Yu will keep searching—until the end of Yu's life."

Lord Xuanwang's expression is so dazzling.

Mitsuhide lowered his head, clutching his heart tightly with his right hand.

—Is that man also a slave?

Can't ask, can't ask at all.

Once reduced to a slave, it can no longer be called a "human being".No one will worry about it, and no one will pursue it, even the closest relatives of the tribe.Apart from circulating in the market along with currency, slaves have no value for people to miss.

If Lord Xuan said that the person he was looking for was also a sold slave...

Maybe, Guangxiu would be mad with jealousy.

"Deng dong dong" The quiet night was broken by the beating of gongs.

"The sky is dry, be careful of fire and candles; lock the doors and windows, and be careful to prevent theft!" It was the watchman who was patrolling the street.

Seeing Guangxiu with his head down, King Xuan thought he was sleepy, so he stretched out his hand, stroked his hair, and said calmly, "Don't force yourself to accompany Yu, go and rest."

Originally, Guangxiu wanted to answer "not sleepy", but the moment King Xuan rubbed his hand on top of his head, his eyes widened and he was speechless.

"Ok?"

King Xuan was about to withdraw his hand, but Guangxiu suddenly grabbed it with both hands and put it back on top of his head.

Guangxiu stared at him bewilderedly, wholeheartedly, as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

King Xuan was stunned, his eyes slowly shifted to his hand held by Guangxiu.

"...Do you like this?" King Xuan asked, stroking his head as if confirming.

Guangxiu nodded slowly, with a slight blush on his face.King Xuan looked at him like this, and said lightly: "That's it."

Mitsuhide lowered his head, seeming a little shy.He muttered, and said cautiously: "Lord Xuanwang, can... would you please touch my head like this from now on?"

As if afraid that the other party would refuse, Guangxiu covered his face with his hair, for fear that the other party would see his uneasy expression.

Feeling the strong gaze from the top of the head, just when Guangxiu thought it was impossible to get a response, and was about to salute and leave in despair, a gentle voice suddenly came from his ear:

"It doesn't matter to Yu."

Guangxiu raised his head abruptly, and met King Xuanxuan's steady eyes.

"If it makes you feel at ease."

Mitsuhide smiled with tears in his eyes.Affected by this smile, King Xuan also returned a faint smile.

"Go back, it's not good for you if you smell too much smoke."

"Mmm... Mmm! Lord Xuan, please rest early."

"Ah."

Guangxiu bowed and went back to his room.

"Lord Xuanwang." Ye Yu didn't show up until Guangxiu closed the door. "Are you really planning to find his people and send him back to them?"

"Ah."

"The subordinates thought that Lord Xuanwang would bring Guangxiu back to our Netherworld."

"He doesn't belong to the Netherworld." King Xuan let out a puff of smoke lightly, "I don't want him to experience it again..."

I don't want him to live like a bird in a cage anymore, and I don't want him to use the power of the Soul Return Orb again for myself three years later.

"Ah... yes." Ye Yu blinked, not quite understanding what the master meant.

"However..." King Xuan looked down at his hand, the heat of Guangxiu was still in the palm.

Ye Yu blinked and said, "But?"

"...No, nothing."

King Xuan raised his head, looked up at the bright moonlight, and let out a long puff of smoke.

■

Early the next morning, Guangxiu was waiting at the door of King Xuan's room, and when he heard the master got up, he knocked on the door politely.

"Come in."

With the master's permission, Guangxiu opened the door with his elbow, and walked in with a basin of clear water.

"Morning, good morning, Lord Xuan, let me wait for you to wake up in the morning."

Guangxiu wants to reflect his own value as much as possible, because he understands his unstable position, so he wants to contribute as much as possible to avoid being abandoned.

There is a reason for Guangxiu’s uneasiness. Since the conversation last night, he was very afraid that the person King Xuan had been looking for would appear in front of them. If Lord Xuan said that he would no longer accept him, he really didn’t know what would happen to him. stay alive.

Of course, on the first day he woke up, Ye Yu had expressed that Lord Xuan Wang would not abandon him.If King Xuan could easily abandon a helpless person, he would not have saved Guangxiu from the very beginning.

King Xuan: "..."

Although Guangxiu's atmosphere was still gloomy, and his expression rarely changed, the human living environment these days seemed to have slightly eased the fear that tormented his body and mind, and his speech became much more agile.

"Thanks a lot."

When King Xuan said this with a smile on his face, Guangxiu blushed and lowered his head slightly, placed the water basin on the wooden stand, and brought King Xuan's clothes hanging on the hanger, and put them on for King Xuan.

The jet-black long hair feels smooth and soft like silk, pouring down like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist.

"Beautiful hair..."

"yes."

"...Hmm!" Guangxiu said in a panic when he actually said what was in his heart, "Uh, huh, what hairstyle would Lord Xuan want to wear?"

"You decide." King Xuan sat down on the mahogany stool, and handed over the control to Guangxiu.

When Guangxiu was young, his mother taught him how to comb people's hair.He has an older brother, who has become the "big wax gourd" he uses for practice.After becoming a slave, this craft becomes a memory.

He picked up the sandalwood comb and gently combed King Xuan's hair. Maybe he recalled the time with his mother and brother, or maybe he showed some usefulness. His expression was very peaceful.

After combing his hair, he brought tea and towels one after another to serve King Xuan to wash up.

Ordinary slave owners would not allow slaves to serve them in the morning, because they thought slaves were dirty. Although there were people like Zi Zhou who would use slaves to express their desires, that was another matter.

Guangxiu was very happy, and he was very grateful for King Xuan's kindness.

Next is breakfast.

Of course, nothing was prepared.

Guangxiu got up early in the morning and ran to the kitchen, but the room was empty, except for the brick stove that could barely be recognized as a kitchen, there was nothing else.

"Well..., because Lord Xuan said that he didn't want his servants to wander around in his mansion, so I didn't ask for help."

No ingredients, no cooking utensils—how should Lord Xuan’s breakfast be resolved?

Of course, even with these, no one in this mansion knows how to cook.The only thing Guangxiu didn't inherit from his mother was cooking, because men didn't use it at all, and in this country, men would be looked down upon for cooking.

Guangxiu was at a loss, Ye Yu suggested: "The refreshments in Lianji City are very famous in this country, Lord Xuanwang, why don't you go for a walk in the street and sit in a teahouse?"

"That's fine." It would be too strange if he stayed behind closed doors.

"Hey, Xiaoxiu, what are you still doing in a daze, change your clothes quickly, we are going to the street."

"...That, that, I... I don't need to..."

King Xuan looked at Guangxiu.

As long as Guangxiu is in this mansion—even in front of King Xuan, Ye Yu and others, he can act normally, but he still resists the outside world.That's because this mansion is a safe haven for him, a place where he truly feels safe and warm, while the outside world is a place that can hurt him. In his heart, the two sides have been clearly divided .

"Huh? Why?" Ye Yu tilted his head, watched Guangxiu unconsciously touched his forehead, and clapped his hands together: "Oh, are you worried that people will recognize it? Don't worry, the mark on the forehead has been completely removed. No more? No one will stare at you with strange eyes."

Each slave has a distinctive red mark on his forehead to distinguish him from ordinary civilians.There is only one situation where slaves will appear on the street, and that is when they are dragged to the market by slave traders, but they all wear heavy shackles.If there were slaves on the street without slave traders, they would be considered as escaped privately and would be beaten to death on the street.

Of course, Guangxiu knew that his slave brand was gone. On the first day he came to this mansion, Ye Yu told him about it first. After everyone left his room, he took a good look at the bronze mirror , The bright red mark disappeared so evilly, and there was not even a scar on his forehead.

After all, it is a man-made imprint, and it will not grow back. He knows it, but he is used to it, and it is hard to change it. It is like a person who often wears glasses. Someday he stops wearing them, and he still likes to put them on the bridge of his nose. touching.

"Then I won't go."

Guangxiu felt that he had spoiled King Xuan's interest, and looked downcast.

"Hey? It's such a good sunshine, it's a pity not to go outside for a walk!" This is something you can't enjoy in the Netherworld, the real sunshine! "The same goes for Xiaoxiu, she will become cuter if she spends more time in the sun!"

Generally, no boy would like others to use the word "cute" on himself...

But when the lost little dog heard it, he raised his head and pouted his mouth, struggling and struggling in his heart, because he didn't want to be disliked by King Xuan, he hesitated, and finally mustered up his courage, " I...I'm going...I'm going to change clothes right away..."

"Don't worry." King Xuan touched his cute little head, "Yu will wait for you."

——Lord Xuan Wang still remembers the promise made last night!

Guangxiu enjoyed King Xuan's gentle touch, showing a shy smile.