sick man

"Look, look what this is!"

A beautifully bound red wedding invitation fell heavily on the face of the man who was suspended by the rope, and the sharp paper cut a bloodstain on his right cheek, which was not deep but very long.

The man is described as thin, with elegant features, and his body is supple and slender when he is suspended high. Even through the clothes, he can distinguish the beautiful outline.This should be an elegant and elegant Confucian scholar, but at this moment his eyes were full of panic, his body was stiff and he didn't even dare to move.

"Are you deaf?"

The person who was talking to him was obviously impatient and couldn't get a response, so he grabbed his hair with one hand and pulled it down forcefully, forcing him to cast his eyes on the wedding invitation in front of him.

There are two names on the wedding invitation, Shen Wuyu and Su Yi.

The man's glass-colored eyes rolled, and a little doubt seeped into his panic.

"Shen, Wu, Yu! Have you seen it? This person is the one you failed to seduce/seduce, and he will get married tomorrow!"

With the hysterical roar came a loud slap.

The man's head tilted to one side in response, five finger marks appeared on his face, and a line of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Xue Yunshu was still puzzled, so he pulled out the soft cowhide whip wrapped around his waist, flicked it on the ground twice, and was about to swing it at the man.

"Master!"

Xue Chengzhuang bravely came up to stop him.He grew up watching Xue Yunshu, so his affection for him is naturally deeper than that of master and servant.On weekdays, he would cooperate with Xue Yunshu's rampant behavior, but he didn't want to watch Xue Yunshu kill people.

How could a godlike figure like the young master have his hands dirty with blood.

Besides, Yun Kuan is really innocent.

Although he was forced by the young master to drink the spring medicine to lure/seduce the young master Shen Xiang, but he is not a maid himself, and he doesn't understand those charm/skills, and the young master Shen Xiang has practiced martial arts, so he escaped in the end It's nothing unusual to drop.After all, he was the prime minister's son, so he wanted to let him go, so he reduced the weight of Huichun San without authorization. In fact, when he opened the door and saw Yun Kuan lying on the ground alone, he was relieved.

Originally thought that the young master would find out about him, and he couldn't escape a punishment.Unexpectedly, Yun Kuan became a scapegoat and was caught by the young master and put in prison. Whenever he remembered, he would come over and beat him up.

Xue Cheng felt a little bit sorry for him, carrying Xue Yunshu on his back on weekdays did not make Yun Kuan feel sorry for him, he thought that he could release him secretly when the young master calmed down, but he didn't expect that the matter of that day was not over yet.

Yun Kuan failed, but Shen Wuyu bumped into Su Yi by accident.

Su Yi, it happened to be that Su Yi!

"Xue Cheng, have you eaten the gall of a leopard?"

Xue Yunshu glanced at Xue Cheng, and Xue Chengcai realized that he had actually held the other's hand.Xue Yunshu hated other people's touch the most. Xue Cheng was secretly annoyed that he was impatient for something bad, and before he had time to plead guilty, he felt a gust of wind hit his face.

With a snap, his left cheek was immediately numb.

He raised his hand to touch it, only to touch the blood on his hand.

"Please forgive me, young master!"

Xue Cheng didn't dare to lose his mind anymore, bent his legs, and fell straight down on his knees.

Xue Yunshu took back the whip, wrapped the blood-stained tail between his fingers to play with, and said coldly,

"roll."

Xue Chengru was pardoned, and he wished he could have more legs and disappear in front of Xue Yunshu with his men.

"Tsk tsk, I really can't tell."

Xue Yunshu slowly walked up to Yun Kuan, lifted his chin with the wooden handle of the whip, and looked back and forth at his face with thoughtful eyes.

"Well, Xue Cheng still has some discernment. Although you are a bit older, you can still see your face. I just don't know..."

He suddenly laughed, stretched out his left hand behind his back, slowly wrapped it around Yun Kuan's thin waist, then slid down his back, stopped at a very embarrassing place, and pressed heavily.

"Well!"

The force of malice superimposed on the wound made Yun Kuan groan/groan.

Xue Yunshu nodded in satisfaction, and said with a posture that could almost touch his cheek, "You have a good voice. I must reward you to my Twelve Shadows. They will definitely be more loyal to me."

After Xue Yunshu finished speaking, he maintained this posture, waiting for Yun Kuan to cry and beg for mercy, and then humiliated him severely.

Of course, after the humiliation, he will definitely fulfill his promise and reward Yun Kuan to the Twelve Shadows, who has no choice but to be male.

But Xue Yunshu made a wrong calculation.

Yun Kuan, who had always seen him like a mouse sees a cat, was under his control and didn't tremble or beg for mercy.

Surprised, Xue Yunshu looked up and found that Yun Kuan was looking down at him, with a weird smile hanging from the corner of his red, swollen and skinny mouth.

"why are you laughing?"

Xue Yunshu wondered, could it be that he was frightened stupid by himself?

"Hehehehe..."

This time Yun Kuan laughed out loud, the laughter was very familiar, it was exactly the same as Xue Yunshu's low laugh just now.Under Xue Yunshu's astonished eyes, Yun Kuan asked with concern,

"Master Xue, don't you feel dry and tired after talking for so long? Do you want to lie down and rest?"

"You're talking nonsense..."

Xue Yunshu only thought that Yun Kuan was pretending to be crazy, and raised his whip to whip him again.Unexpectedly, before the whip fell on Yun Kuan, he felt unprecedentedly tired as Yun Kuan said, his legs gave way, and he fell down in front of Yun Kuan.

The strength of the whole body seemed to be drained all at once, only the eyes could still turn and see things in front of them clearly.

So Xue Yunshu just watched Yun Kuan, whose hands were bound by the oil-soaked tendon rope, easily broke free, and jumped to his side gracefully.

"Master Xue, you've played with me for so long, now it's my turn!"

This was the last sentence Xue Yunshu heard before losing consciousness.