The monk who is going to cross me is bent

Xiao Chi didn't know where he was carried into. Zhuang Hou walked very big and steady, and he could feel the cool wind blowing on him.Until he heard the sound of the heavy door closing behind him, the feeling of the wind disappeared.

He guessed that he was locked up in some kind of airtight place.

Zhuang Hou said: "In fact, this place is not far from Zhuang's mansion. Zhuang Yan should have noticed that you were gone."

When Zhuang Hou finally put him down, the surroundings were warm, the cloth in front of him was finally untied, the room in front of him was burning with candles, no windows could be seen anywhere, it was very warm even though he didn't wear much, A group of people stood behind Zhuang Hou with their hands down.

Xiao Chi regained his light, so he stared at Zhuang Hou's face, not missing every expression on his face, and tentatively said: "Master Hou, I have never seen Shi Huan in my life, and I have no impression of him, one person for one city... ...Your Lord actually believes such absurd things?"

Zhuang Hou didn't say he believed it, nor did he say he didn't believe it, he just smiled inexplicably, "I also want to see what Shi Huan really wants to do... Anyway, you can't stay by my son Zhuang Yan's side any longer. "

"Come with me." Zhuanghou ordered, and Xiaochi knew that he was talking to him. Now that he was in such a situation, he had no strength to resist. He gritted his teeth and looked at the people around him, and could only obey. walked over.

Zhuang Hou pushed open a door, and walked in with him, holding his shoulder almost intimately.

Soon, Xiaochi knew what this place was for.

Hot and humid air, sweet incense, strict guards, lewd training, fresh and young bodies, beauties with different styles.And many of them have obvious Luo'e looks, and they all have high noses and snow-skinned faces.

Xiaochi's whole body froze, and hurriedly turned his head to avoid the scene in front of him. Zhuang Hou twisted his chin, forcing him to look directly at the people in front of him, and whispered in his ear: "Since Luo E's subjugation, Jiangbei has The beauties with the appearance of Luo E on the side have always been favored by the rich and powerful, and even Nan'an is very popular now, and what I teach here can be sold at a very expensive price."

"This is the current situation of your subjects... They are crying and waiting for someone to save them. You are the crown prince of Luo E, why don't you save them?"

He was forced to look at the scene in front of him, and Zhuang Hou's voice rang in his ears, which became a nightmare that he could not get rid of for many years later.

"Yes, just look at it like this..." Zhuang Hou said with satisfaction, "You used to be the crown prince praised by loyal ministers, now you are a royal noble who fell from the clouds, and now entertain people with sex, relying on Zhuang Yan to keep yourself safe...This It's you, what's the difference between you and them now?"

Speaking of this, Zhuang Hou watched his expression, with a faint smile on his face, as if he wanted to see him collapse.

He was standing there in a daze, his teeth trembling with extreme shame, but when he realized this, a flash of clarity flashed across his mind—he must never let him see me collapse, this is his last If you want to see it, then don't show it to him.

And at this moment, someone suddenly walked up to Zhuang Hou and whispered something in his ear.After Zhuang Hou heard this, the smile on his face faded a little, he looked Xiao Chi's figure up and down, nodded and said: "If you want to give you to Shi Huan... If people who come out of my Zhuangzi know nothing, That's a broken sign."

All the rich and powerful in Jiangbei know that when Zhuanghou returns gifts, the first-class gift is to give a beauty.

Zhuanghou always likes beauty. The person who was trained and sent out from his house is not only beautiful and soft, but also gentle and understanding. How happy it is to be accompanied by such a beauty in the middle of the night .It is a very honorable thing to get a beauty sent by Zhuang Hou and tout it in Jiangbei.

He pointed to Xiaochi and said, "This child stay here, you teach the rules yourself."

The person next to him said flatteringly: "Master Hou has good eyesight, this child looks really good... Heh, this servant will do his best to live up to Master Hou's love for him."

Unexpectedly, Zhuanghou not only didn't smile when he heard this, but his expression became indifferent, exuding an indescribable coercion, "Remember what I said, just teach him, let him look at it, don't let anyone Touching him... If I can have more leisure time, I even want to teach him myself."

It seemed that the news just received was very urgent, and Zhuang Hou couldn't just ignore it. He got up and left, but before he left, he suddenly stopped, turned around and showed a strange smile, "Whether Shi Huan wants you or not, it's up to you. Whether it’s true or not, I want to do one thing.”

His snake-like eyes were glued to Xiaochi's body, "...the flowers haven't bloomed yet, so we have to wait and see."

After Zhuang Hou left, he was left in this place that made his scalp tingle and desperately tried to escape. There were no windows, and all the doors were guarded. It was not until later that he knew that this was Zhuang Hou's house. Naturally, there was no window to escape from the dark underground room in the basement, and he, who did not know martial arts back then, had no way to escape at all.

Without daylight coming in, he didn't know how long he had been here.Maybe ten days, maybe a month, maybe longer.But he knew that this was the longest period of his life.

He didn't have much time to rest, and when he was extremely exhausted physically and mentally, he couldn't fall asleep instead. Such a dark place can deprive a person of hope. He has seen too many faces drifting with the tide and willing to degenerate, and he knows that they are already desperate They gave up on themselves and became creatures of desire from body to mind.

Zhuang Hou's last order became his life-saving talisman, but it also became his torture. He kept thinking, what is this devil going to do?

And he was locked up here, did Zhuang Yan know?

Thinking of Zhuang Yan, Xiao Chi had a slight hope that the young master must be looking for him now, as long as he can hold on, no matter what he will encounter here, as long as he can survive...

Then day by day, the little hope in his heart was almost extinguished like a faint fire flickering in the cold wind on a winter night, why didn't Zhuang Yan come to rescue him?Has he forgotten him?After all, the young master and Zhuang Hou are father and son connected by blood. Perhaps after weighing it, Zhuang Yan was not willing to disobey his elder father, and finally chose to give up on him.

But when Zhuang Hou's words echoed in his head, he would hate himself more than ever.He has been reduced to the point where he needs a man to protect him, what is the difference between this and a raised plaything?

In the past, under the protection of Zhuang Yan, he quietly waited for the opportunity to flourish. He has read so many books and learned things from Zhuang Yan, but he is still so vulnerable in the face of absolute power and force.

He thought that if he could get out alive...he was willing to use all costs in exchange for strength.

Protect your own strength, protect the strength of others.Everything in this prison reminded him that Zhuang Hou's ridicule tortured his soul. He never forgot his own origin, which made him feel stuck in his throat and could not sleep at night.

Zhuang Yan did not come. After a long wait, he was brought from the ground to the sun for the first time. His eyes felt a little uncomfortable, and he walked through the courtyard into the main courtyard in a trance.

The person he finally met was still the devil who personally sent him in.

After Xiaochi was brought here, he stood quietly aside, without speaking.After a long time, Zhuang Hou glanced at him and motioned for him to come in.

Entering the house, I found that on the walls of the house... several portraits of beauties were hung, some were half-dressed and half-dressed, some were reserved, elegant, and affectionate. verve.

Xiaochi glanced at it, but found that there was no Mrs. Shan, Zhuang Hou's original wife. The painting of Mrs. Shan was hung in Zhuang's mansion by Zhuang Hou for the people in the mansion to look at.But in this hidden courtyard that no one knows, there are so many secrets that no one knows.

Zhuang Hou sat in front of the table, spread out paper and pens on the table, and melted the paint with warm water.He put down the pen and ink in his hand and nodded, "I'm thinner, but more beautiful... Now you make me want to draw a picture for you. I prepared a set of clothes for you, and put them on."

There was a set of neatly folded clothes on the bed behind him. The moment he shook it open, he recognized that it was a set of clothes he had worn when he was a prince.

The humiliation made his hands tremble, but Zhuang Hou's voice pushed him deeper into the abyss, "Change it yourself...or I will change it for you."