When Tao Yang realized it, he was already observing the world from the perspective of a man named "Adam". It's like a movie in which he can't grasp the actions and will of his body, but he can feel his surroundings, the state of his body, and his mood. This gave him a great sense of substitution.

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

In the twelfth year of his slavery, Adam finally collapsed on the construction site due to a high fever caused by the fact that he could not endure the torture of old wounds and the infection of new wounds for many years. The overseer did not show any mercy to the lowest ants, and he was dragged to the side of the shed where the sick and the old were waiting for death, waiting for the Grim Reaper to come. Carrying heavy stones and trampling on muddy ground as they passed through the wounded and sick quarters, their fellow slaves could only cast sympathetic glances and numb patience with the sound of whips breaking the wind and rude cursing at their ears.

The straw roof, soaked by the storm of the previous night, kept dripping water down, and Adam struggled to keep the wound out of the water, catching the drop by drop with his chapped lips. Dusk had arrived, and his vision was getting blurred and blurred, and he felt that the whole world was constantly turning and turning upside down when he lay on the ground. As it darkened, the overseer whipped the slaves back to the cage-like workshop, where they dragged away the bodies of the dead identified in the shed.

Last night's heavy rain left Adam and three other slaves in the shed dying.

The unbearable stench of the miserable and muddy hellish place was unbearable, and the night wind blew on the skin as if it were burning. Adam almost thought he was going to die, but suddenly he felt a warm power envelop his body. In the blur, he could open his eyes, and in the bright moonlight, he saw a young man holding a staff, and the white light extended over Adam.

Was he the one who saved me?

Adam couldn't make a sound, just felt sleepy and warm. The healing glow dissipated, and the boy walked into the depths of the court. Who is he? …… But he was so tired that before he could think clearly, he fell into a groggy sleep.

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

- It's better to escape outside the palace.

But he remembered the boy from last night. His eyes were blue gems, his hair was brilliant gold, his skin was fairer than satin, and his lips were as red and soft as roses. His expression was cold, of course, he looked like a noble adult, but he healed himself-

At the same time as the desire to see him again, the soul from the modern age that lurked in his body awakened.

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

The breeze blew, and Adam was surprised to see that the boy under the cloak seemed to be out of sight. He crouched in the heather, only to hear his own heart beating like thunder, and a kind of anger burning him. The king is known to be a good man, and the nobles all offer him prostitution. Adam's heart was tormented, and he guessed that the boy was one of them. That bastard king - my parents were killed by him!

Adam was stunned at the thought of his fleeting body, his rose-like lips, his snow-white skin, and the warmth of his spell.

No, I'm going to save that person!

- Thinking so, as if enchanted, when he noticed it, Adam found that he had infiltrated the building and ran all the way to the highest room. The building was empty without any guards, but he was just uneasy and didn't run away, and then Adam saw the boy looking down at him at the next corner of the stairs.

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

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

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

He tugged at his cloak and turned to leave. Only then did Adam notice that he was not wearing shoes—the white toes were on the soft carpet, and the contrast was stark, and Adam resisted the burning urge to kneel at his feet and kiss the surface of his feet, "Please wait! ”

He stopped, turned inquiringly, and stared at Adam. As if suddenly given courage, Adam replied in a loud voice: "I have come to take you out of the king's confinement!" The king is a wicked man, and you can't be locked up here by him! ”

It was the first time Adam saw him smile.

No, no, it was not a gentle, delightful smile, but a smile of sheer pleasure—but Adam was not aware of the irony that followed the smile.

"As a token of my gratitude to you, reckless slave." He said, "Come up and be my slave." ”

"But—"

Adam hesitated and asked, "Don't you want to leave with me?" ”

He was determined to take the boy out of the palace and flee to a foreign land, earning a living with the knowledge of his modern half of his soul.

"I can't get out of here." The boy had already left the stairs and walked inside, only his voice wafted in. "Rest assured, the king does not blame you for your existence."

Adam hesitated, then walked up to the room on the top floor. There were a dozen bookcases from floor to ceiling, filled with books, and in another room with a balcony, a white gauze curtain fluttering, presumably where he lived.

"Now, the king is not here." The boy sat calmly in the back chair, not caring about his naked body. Adam noticed that despite his slender build, his muscles were evenly distributed and clean, indicating good exercise habits. But he only glanced at it quickly, and then buried his head deeply and did not dare to look again, hiding his excessively rapid gasp, only to hear the voice of the young man: "I am the magician Isolde, come here, slave." ”

He ordered Adam to take off his clothes, wash himself, and then kneel at his feet as a human footpad. It was an insulting and arrogant request, but when his feet were folded on his back, Adam suddenly became willing to lie down obediently as an ornament. The soft, warm touch always made him lose his temper at first, but Isolde didn't care what kind of expression and posture he had.

Adam can be a competent ladder for Isolde to step on to get a book on a high place, he can hold the lamp so that Isolde can read in peace, or he can silently pick up Isolde who has fallen into a deep sleep and put him on the bed. The slave's muscles were so well controlled by him, but some nights he slept in the small attic, and he had to bite his hands silently when he heard the sound of pleasure coming from the bedroom.

Adam had lust for Isolde, of course, but it was not a dirty oppression, but he wanted to crawl beside his white feet, touch him with his rough hands, kiss his feet, and obey his arrogant, careless commands.

Although it was already a day full of happiness for him, Adam still did not forget the dream of being free with Isolde. After serving Isolde for a long time, he was finally allowed to leave the palace while Isolde was away.

He secretly knew many people, and gradually gathered a palace guard, and also developed the strength of warriors. The forces left behind by his parents met with Adam, and he realized how powerful his parents were back then. Kill the King! - In this rebellious force, Adam was the leader, and gradually he became imposing, and naturally there was no shortage of people who admired him. Even the king's sister, a beautiful princess, offered herself a pillow.

But Adam is still Isolde's slave, and his heartbroken boy is still the king's forbidden man.

The day before the final action, Adam made another request to Isolde, "Let me get you out of here!" Your magic is so powerful, but you're always locked up here by the king, and I don't want to see it again—"

Isolde said coldly, "Don't worry about me, now I give you the freedom of tomorrow, Adam." ”

Adam left the palace in pain. Adam, who was finally free, entered the king's palace for the first time as a man, only to find that the guards who had been bribed early sneered and handcuffed him and put on anklets, and after passing through the prison of his rebellious companions, he was locked in an iron cage and sent to the room he knew best.

"How was a free day?"

Isolde slowly put away the book in her hand and smiled a second time at Adam.

"Now, the magician isn't here." What a pleasant and pure smile it was, with jewel-like eyes rippling in the breeze, white teeth peeking out from rose-like lips, and white and slender fingers like brocade on the crimson lips, the boy smiled and said, "I am King Isolde Oryant." Come here, slave. ”

It wasn't until disbelief was punctured by the pain that entered his body without mercy, and his despair and anxiety were finally drowning in a sea of pleasure, that Adam realized who the voice he was hearing was coming from. The slave's sturdy muscles and rough skin could not match the staff of the arrogant king, and Adam opened his eyes, which were a little aching from tears, on the soft mattress, and stared blankly as the morning sun climbed into the sky.

…………

[Successfully read the memories of the spirit before death (partial), the bond point between you and Chu Songluo has been raised to level three.] ]

When the memories were shattered, Tao Yang reacted blankly from the last picture - that is, the hands of "himself" stained with blood. Trembling, he looked at the ...... who had fallen to the ground in disbelief

"Are you satisfied?"

The voice that he had heard countless times in his memories interrupted Tao Yang's thoughts, and 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 his memory, just neatly dressed, holding a book in one hand and a staff in the other, beautiful and delicate, like the white camellia he used to make bookmarks.

The skin is as white as snow, the lips are as red as roses, and if you kiss it, you will have an incredibly soft touch, with an elegant fragrance - wait Tao Yang, you are a straight man! What are you thinking!

His ears burned red all of a sudden, and he avoided looking away and refused to look at Chu Songluo again, stammering: "I, I'm not a slave!" I'm Tao Yang - I repeat, now I am the master who summons you......" He was a little lacking in confidence - given the arrogant attitude of this man in the memories just now, but still insisted on distinguishing himself from Adam, "I am not that Adam, please, please respect me a little-"

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

Now Tao Yang's whole person is almost red, "No! I'm I, I just made a sound? ”