[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

When Tao Yang realized it, he was already observing the world from the perspective of a man named "Adam".It's like a movie that he personally substituted. He can't control the actions and will of the body, but he can feel the surrounding environment, the state of the body and his mood.This gave him a great sense of substitution.

Commoner Adam's parents were suddenly taken away by someone from the palace when he was seven years old and sentenced to death.Adam didn't understand why, but Tao Yang understood what the reason for execution—"treason and insult to His Majesty's name"—meant.Adam survived death, but went from commoner to slave.This means that from now on, Adam can no longer live in the world as a "person".

In the No.12 year of being a slave, Adam finally developed a high fever due to the torture of old wounds and infection of new wounds for many years, and passed out on the construction site.The supervisor didn't show any mercy to the ants at the bottom. He was dragged to a shed where the wounded, sick, old and weak were waiting to die, waiting for the god of death to come.The fellow slaves carried heavy stones and stepped on muddy ground as they passed the wounded and sick area. They could only look at them with sympathy and pity, and numbly endured the sound of whips and wind and rude curses. The sound of cursing.

The roof of the straw shed, which was wet by the violent storm last night, was dripping water continuously. Adam tried his best to keep the wound away from the water, and used his chapped lips to catch the drops of rainwater.Dusk had arrived, his vision became more and more blurred, and lying on the ground felt that the whole world was constantly turning and turning upside down.As the sky darkened, the overseer blew his whip to drive the slaves back into the cage-like workshop, and they dragged away the dead body in the shed to confirm the death.

A heavy rain last night left only Adam and three other slaves dying in the shed today.

The extremely painful and muddy hellish place exudes an unbearable stench, and the night wind blows on the skin like burning pain.Adam almost thought he was going to die, but suddenly felt a warm force wrapping his body.In the blur, he was able to open his eyes. In the bright moonlight, he saw a young man holding a staff, and the white light stretched and shrouded Adam.

Did he save me?

Adam couldn't make a sound, just felt sleepy and warm.The healing light dissipated, and the boy walked deep into the palace.who is he? ...but he was so tired that he fell into a drowsy sleep before he could think clearly.

Waking up in the morning, Adam's fever subsided, his wounds healed, and he was able to sit up, full of the wild power of a slave.He was the only one alive in the shed, the star was still hanging in the sky, and the overseer hadn't cursed and kicked the door of the room to wake the slaves up, which meant he had a chance to escape.

——It is better to escape outside the palace.

But he remembered the boy from last night.His eyes were blue jewels, his hair was shining gold, his skin was fairer than satin, and his lips were as red and soft as roses.He looked icy, of course, that looked like a noble lord, but he healed himself—

At the same time as the desire to "see him again", the soul from modern times lurking in his body awakened.

Fortunately, the fusion of souls did not take too long. Adam sneaked into the palace, avoided the guards, and saw the boy in the back garden.He was on the balcony, wearing a silk cloak, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.

With the breeze blowing, Adam was surprised to find that the boy under the cloak seemed to be naked.He squatted in the heather, only to hear his heart beating like thunder, and at the same time, there was a kind of anger burning himself.It is well known that the king is a good man, and the nobles offered him child prostitution.Adam's heart ached, and he guessed that the boy might be one of them.That bastard king - he killed my parents!

Thinking of the passing body, rose-like lips, snow-like skin, and the warm spell, Adam lost his mind.

No, I want to save that person!

——Thinking like this, as if possessed by a demon, when he noticed it, Adam found that he had actually sneaked into that building, and ran all the way to the highest room.The building was empty without any guards, but he just felt uneasy and did not escape. Then Adam saw the next corner of the stairs, and the boy looked down at him.

"The guards can't enter the building, who are you?"

The voice was like the texture of expensive blue porcelain, and Adam said in a daze, "My name is Adam, last night... you saved me."

The boy described it coldly, "Is that so?"

He gathered his cloak, turned around and was about to leave.Only then did Adam notice that he was not wearing shoes—the white toes were stepping on the soft carpet, which was in sharp contrast. Adam resisted the anxious urge to kneel at his feet and kiss his feet, "Please wait!"

He stopped, turned around questioningly, and stared at Adam.Adam seemed to be given courage suddenly, and he replied loudly: "I have come to take you out of the king's imprisonment! The king is a vicious man, you cannot be imprisoned by him here!"

That was the first time Adam saw him smile.

No, no, that wasn't a gentle, happy smile, it was just a smile out of pure joy—but Adam didn't realize the irony behind that smile at the time.

"To thank you for your kindness, reckless slave," he said, "come up and be my slave."

"But--"

Adam asked hesitantly, "Aren't you willing to leave with me?"

He was determined to take the young man out of the palace, flee to a foreign country, and make a living with the knowledge of his half-soul from modern times.

"I can't leave here." The boy had already left the stairs and walked inside, only his voice could be heard floatingly. "Don't worry, the king will not blame you for your existence."

Adam hesitated, then walked up to the top room.There are more than a dozen bookcases here, from the floor to the ceiling. Books fill the bookcases to the brim. In another room with a balcony, there are hanging white gauze curtains. It is probably where he lives.

"Now, the king is not here." The boy sat calmly on the armchair, not caring about his naked body.Adam noticed that despite his slender frame, his muscles were well-proportioned and clean, a sign of good exercise habits.But he just glanced at it quickly, then buried his head deeply, not daring to look any further, hiding his excessive panting, and only heard the boy's voice: "I'm the magician Isolde, come here, slave."

He ordered Adam to take off his clothes, wash himself, and kneel at his feet as a human mat.It was an arrogant request full of insults, but when his feet were folded on his back, Adam was suddenly willing to lie obediently as a decoration.That soft, warm touch always made him lose his composure at first, but fortunately Isolde didn't care about his expression and posture.

Adam can be a competent ladder for Isolde to step on to get a high book, he can hold the lamp so that Isolde can read in peace, and he can silently pick up Isolde who is sleeping De put on the bed.He controlled the slave's strong muscles very well, but some nights he slept in the small attic, and hearing the happy sounds from that bedroom made him bite his hands tightly to keep silent.

Of course Adam had desires for Isolde, but it was not a dirty oppression, he just wanted to crawl beside his white feet as always, touch him with his rough hands, kiss his feet, obey His arrogant, casual order.

Although these were already full of happy days for him, Adam still did not forget his dream of being free with Isolde.After serving Isolde for a long time, he was finally allowed to leave the palace in Isolde's absence.

He secretly met many people, and gradually gathered a guard team of the palace, and developed the power of a warrior.The power left by his parents met with Adam, and only then did he realize how powerful his parents were back then.To kill the king! ——Among this rebellious force, Adam is the leader. Gradually, he has become imposing, and naturally there are many people who admire him.Even the king's sister, a beautiful princess, offered her pillow mat.

But Adam is still Isolde's slave, and the boy who broke his heart is still the king's slave.

The day before the final action, Adam made a request to Isolde again, "Let me take you out of here! Your magic is powerful, but you are always locked here by the king. I don't want to see it anymore." It's a scene like this—”

Isolde said coldly: "Don't worry about me, I will give you freedom tomorrow, Adam."

Adam left the palace in pain.Adam, who was finally free, entered the king's palace alone for the first time, but found that the guards who had been bought early sneered and put handcuffs and anklets on him. In the cage, and then sent to the room he is most familiar with.

"How was your free day?"

Isolde put away the book in his hand slowly, and smiled at Adam for the second time.

"Now, the magician is not here." What a joyful and pure smile it was, the jewel-like eyes were rippling with the breeze, the rose-like lips showed white teeth, and the slender fingers were as white as brocade. Tapping on the bright red lips, the boy smiled and said: "I am King Isolde Oriente. Come here, slave."

It wasn't until he couldn't believe that he was pierced by the pain that entered the body without mercy, and the despair and anxiety were finally gradually submerged by the ocean of pleasure, that Adam realized who the voice he heard came from.The slave's strong muscles and rough skin were no match for the arrogant king's staff. On the soft mattress, Adam opened his eyes, which were a little sore from tears, and stared blankly at the dawn rising into the sky.

……

[Successfully read the memory of the spirit person during his lifetime (part), the bond point between you and Chu Songluo has risen to level three. ]

After the memories were broken, Tao Yang reacted blankly from the last scene—that was, "my" hands stained with blood.Trembling, he looked at the fallen on the ground in disbelief...

"Are you satisfied?"

Tao Yang's thoughts were interrupted by the voice he had heard countless times in his memories. Isolde—that is, Chu Songluo, looked at Tao Yang with a cold expression, and called him arrogantly, "Slave."

He was the first time he met in the memory, but he was dressed neatly, holding a book in one hand, and a staff in the other. He was beautiful and delicate, like the white camellia he used as a bookmark.

His skin is as white as snow, and his lips are as red as roses. If you kiss him, there will be an unbelievably soft touch, with an elegant fragrance——Wait, Tao Yang, you are a straight man!what's on your mind!

His ears turned red all of a sudden, he avoided his sight and refused to look at Chu Songluo again, and stammered: "I, I am not a slave! I am Tao Yang—I repeat, now I am the master who summoned you... "He was a little bit lacking in confidence—in view of the arrogant attitude of this person in the memory just now, but he still insisted on distinguishing himself from Adam, "I am not that Adam, please, please respect me—"

Chu Songluo chuckled, "The voice you made just now..." He stared at Tao Yang meaningfully, "That's not what you expressed."

Now Tao Yang's whole body is almost red, "No way! I, I, I made a sound just now?"