Chapter 62 Chapter 62 My surname is Xie, the concubine of the concubine

The corridor lights illuminated the empty corridor as bright as day. A man in a high-necked white shirt and a gray-brown vest stared at the young man in front of him very intently. He had long hair, and the shadow of his hair fell on his face, giving his expression a strange look.

The young man who was being stared at was standing next to the window. Due to his thin figure, he was completely hidden in the man's shadow.

Behind the wall that the boy was leaning against, there were strange noises that could only be heard by people with extremely sensitive hearing.

Su Yuan's long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly. His concave fingertips that were holding onto the window were not only shaking, but also sweating, leaving a faint trace of water vapor on the cold wall.

To Su Yuan, what the designer just said was a bit too much.

His pretty face, with a little sweat on his forehead, looked a little blank because he was too slow to figure out what expression to show.

Su Yuan could feel that his expression must be dull, and very likely silly. But the man opposite him seemed to be deeply attracted to him. When he kept looking at him straight, there seemed to be excitement in his eyes.

The man seemed determined to get Su Yuan's answer to this question.

The man with uncontrollable pink on his face replied stupidly, showing his extremely obedient character, "No, no."

Su Yuan didn't know why he had to answer this question, but even though his pink eyelids were trembling, he still answered obediently.

"No." The designer repeated the answer given by Su Yuan. His tone seemed to become a little strange because of some emotion. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or regretful.

"Have you changed your mind now?" The man's gaze gradually moved down and landed on the position he had just seen. He seemed particularly nervous and expectant. His dark pupils shrank again and again, almost exactly like the eyes of the animals he had just seen. "Are you willing to take the -"

Su Yuan interrupted him hurriedly in panic, "No, that won't work either."

The man paused, visibly disappointed.

"What should we do now?" He adjusted his tone as if he was worried about Su Yuan, but his expression revealed his helplessness in not being able to do this or that to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan's brain at this moment is almost the same as Luanma's.

He gripped the window sill with unconscious force, pressing his soft fingertips until they turned white.

The corridor, where only the designer and Su Yuan were, fell into silence.

While Su Yuan was still calming down and working his sluggish brain, he suddenly heard the designer's voice again in the silence.

"How about I help you kill them?" The man said this in a strange tone.

Su Yuan's pupils suddenly widened, and when he looked at the other person again with trembling eyelashes, the man's face reflected in his pupils was blurred by the incandescent light above his head, and he could not see it clearly.

Su Yuan's heart was filled with alarm bells, and he couldn't help but feel frightened by these words.

The designer, who looked like a total stranger to murderers, looked like he was just trying to help Su Yuan come up with a new solution. "How about killing them before they find out?"

"This way they won't find out anything, and they won't be able to do anything to you, and things you think are wrong won't happen again."

The designer seemed to think that this method was very feasible. He even curved the corners of his straight lips and gave Su Yuan a comforting smile, "You don't have to think of ways to hide from them anymore. It must be very uneasy and uncomfortable to worry about being discovered every day."

A hint of panic appeared on Su Yuan's pale face.

Some sweat appeared on his forehead, causing some of his hair to wet his cheeks, further outlining the fragile curve of his cheeks.

Su Yuan didn't expect the designer to say something like this.

He shook his head in panic, his wet hair swaying slightly because of his large movements, creating a light mist in the air, "...No."

"Why not?" The designer frowned slightly, seeming a little puzzled.

The corner of his mouth twitched abnormally, and some strange and inexplicably frightening words came out of his thin lips, "I thought you didn't like them."

Su Yuan's hand, which was not holding the windowsill, tugged at the hem of his clothes tensely.

The little animal's premonition of danger made him instinctively choose to avoid giving a direct answer.

The fingertips were trembling from the friction of the clothes. Su Yuan raised his face and spoke softly, "If the card master dies, I will also be in trouble."

This is the basic rule of the card. Once the card master dies, all the cards he has bound will disappear.

Su Yuan's answer is reasonable.

But the man standing opposite him, quite close to him, who seemed ready to lend him a hand if he lost his balance, said, "You will be fine. You are different from other cards. It doesn't matter how your card master dies. They can't affect you."

Su Yuan was stunned. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at this time.

He did know that his situation was somewhat special, and normal cards would not become cards of different card masters one after another.

The situation was quite tense and Su Yuan didn't have time to study the meaning of this sentence.

It was only after his first reason was not accepted that he eagerly looked for a second reason, "…it's just not possible."

"Why?" The designer still insisted on getting an answer.

Su Yuan's dark eyelashes were nervously curled up, which made the curve of his eyelashes more beautiful.

In his panic, he let himself talk nonsense, "Can't you see that I'm kind?"

The unsure tone made his words sound soft, and the rising tone due to questioning made it seem like there was a furry little hook hidden inside.

The people who were originally asking questions were stunned by his words which were neither a question nor an accusation.

Su Yuan dodged and didn't dare to look directly at the designer. He didn't notice that the man's expression suddenly became a little wooden.

Su Yuan said in a low voice, "How could I possibly do such a thing?"

As he said this, his cheeks were flushed. It seemed that he was extremely ashamed of such self-praising behavior. Not only were his ears extremely red, but the corners of his eyes were also pink, and as his dark eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, his eyelids looked like they were stained with rouge.

The pink and moist mouth on the snow-white and fragile neck was closed by its owner, who was unable to bear the shame, as soon as she finished speaking. The plump lips were pressed tightly together in a pitiful manner.

He seemed unable to say anything else, but he raised his eyes again and looked at the designer nervously.

His eyelashes trembled because of shame, and his beautiful eyes, which were naturally watery, clearly revealed one meaning.

——Don’t you think I’m kind?

"...Okay." After staring at her for a while, the man lowered his Adam's apple slightly and said in a deliberately doting tone, "Pretty little Virgin."

Su Yuan, who was caught off guard by this name, could no longer bear it.

His eyelids immediately began to flutter, and color appeared on their lids.

Just when Su Yuan wanted to lower his head and pretend to be dead, he found that his hands, which were stirring subconsciously and helplessly, were lifted up by the designer.

Su Yuan's skin trembled when it was touched, and he instinctively wanted to retract it.

But the designer's voice sounded first.

The man raised his lips and said in a somewhat amused tone, "Don't scratch the windowsill with your fingers. It's so hard and rough there. Your hands will turn red. Just do it to me. I'll let you scratch me however you want."

Su Yuan's hand, which was about to be retracted, froze instantly.

He looked down and found that the skin on his clenched finger bones had turned red.

But it wasn't because of the rubbing from the windowsill just now, but because of the embarrassing words that the designer said right next to my ears.

The designer said to him in a very serious tone, "You need to be aware of the delicateness of your body."

Not only did Su Yuan's eyelashes forget to flutter, but his back also felt a little numb from the rising heat.

He was so frightened by the designer's words that he could no longer be afraid of him.

Su Yuan pouted and said unhappily, "Are you kidding me?"

The designer quickly shook his head and said very seriously, "I don't have one."

Su Yuan: “.”

The designer spoke sincerely, explaining the logic behind his actions, "I'm trying to make a good impression in front of you."

Su Yuan is really not afraid of the other party anymore.

His steaming, colorful face was slightly wrinkled.

And he said he was not kidding!

"After all, you still have Shimugen as a backup." The man said in an extremely frank tone, "As the first person to know about this serious situation, I am very aware of the cruel competitive pressure behind me. If I don't treat you as well as possible, I will have no chance at all."

He deliberately showed a heavy and sad expression, lowered his eyelids and said with difficulty, "Struggling and competing is the fate of latecomers."

Su Yuan, who was covered in pink, was almost gone, "Enough, enough."

"Okay." The man nodded, as if to verify what he just said, and added with a very pointed tone, "I will definitely listen to you more than others."

Su Yuan's head was steaming, and he chose to ignore this sentence.

After calming down, he took the initiative to start a conversation in a low voice for the first time, "Can you do me a favor?"

If it were before, Su Yuan would definitely not dare to ask the designer for help.

But after the other party had just deliberately adjusted the atmosphere and said some very shocking words, Su Yuan inexplicably dared to do it.

Su Yuan looked at the other person cautiously.

He chose to leave Wen Fengyuan and take the initiative to enter the designer's room, naturally with some ideas in mind.

Su Yuan wanted to test his slapping skills.

If his card ability can work with [Breath Guidance], he will continue to use this skill until the triggered random effect can help him complete the transaction.

only--

Su Yuan's face turned pale and his breathing became a little disordered.

He had not expected the house to become what it is now.

Thinking of the vague scene he had just seen through the window and the designer's obscure explanation, Su Yuan's eyelids twitched.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

When the designer asked for the details, Su Yuan was not sure whether he really felt that the other party's mood had improved.

"Can you help me destroy all the dolls that have been possessed, leaving only the one that is currently possessed, and control it?"

The doll that had been possessed had exactly the same reaction as the doll that was possessed. In Su Yuan's quick glance just now, he did not recognize who was the host of [Breath Guidance] at the moment.

But the designer certainly knew that.

He has cameras in the eyes of each doll. Whoever is the last doll to move in the picture has the [Guide to Breathing] hidden in his body.

Su Yuan looked at the other person a little awkwardly. The designer's expression did not change at all. He seemed not surprised by Su Yuan's request.

"These are all dolls that I sewed with great effort." The man waited until Su Yuan finished speaking before showing some pain. "Are they going to be destroyed by my own hands?"

He said this, but he didn't seem annoyed at all.

After pretending for a second, he spoke naturally, "I can help you, but you have to agree to one condition of mine."

Su Yuan suddenly became a little nervous, "What?"

The man's obvious reaction just now, which was like pretending to feel pain, made it clear that he was trying to increase the price of his condition so that Su Yuan would be more willing to agree.

Su Yuan was a little worried that he would not be able to fulfill the other party's conditions.

The designer paused for a moment and said, "If you can accept Duo Mugen by then, can you also accept me?"

Su Yuan's eyes widened slightly.

His eyelashes, which were originally trembling slightly, froze for a moment, and he began to suspect that he had heard it wrongly.

The designer continued to speak seriously, which made Su Yuan realize that he had heard correctly. "There are already many Mu Gens, so adding me doesn't matter, right?"

There was a buzzing in Su Yuan's ears.

How, how could it be insignificant!

The designer said in a serious tone, "I don't want to be the one and only queen, I just want the status of a concubine who is dispensable."

Su Yuan's expression was blank again.

This, this is saying something.

When Su Yuanmumu looked at the other party, she didn't know whether she should be shocked by the other party's fierce words, or should she be shocked that the other party was asking for a huge sum of money but wanted to take away her status as a concubine.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm a little humble?" The designer sighed as he spoke.

He pretended to cry, "Alas, I don't want to be so humble. Unfortunately, there is no way. I am just a latecomer. I am not as lucky as you brothers to meet you so soon. I don't want to embarrass you, and I only dare to ask for a chance. I am satisfied with being the concubine with the lowest status. I dare not ask for too much."

Su Yuanren felt a little dumbfounded after hearing that.

Designers are still working hard to promote themselves.

He said earnestly, "It is really beneficial to accept me. They will definitely fight for status, and whoever is ranked the youngest will definitely be extremely dissatisfied. But with me here, this problem will be solved. I am willing to be the youngest, and when they see that I am the youngest and find that I am not the worst, they will naturally feel a little more balanced because of me, and they will not make too much trouble."

Su Yuan felt that his people were really dumbfounded by what he heard.

He actually felt that what the other party said made some sense?

The man raised his lip and continued to say to Su Yuan, "Of course, this is premised on your acceptance. You just said that you probably won't accept it. If you don't accept it, then you don't have to care about me, and this agreement will be automatically invalidated."

The designer's addition made Su Yuan's eyelashes flutter.

Although the other party’s conditions are a bit... um... exaggerated, it’s true that as long as he doesn’t accept them, it’s fine.

Seeing that Su Yuan was still hesitating, the designer spoke again with certainty, "One more stick really doesn't make any difference. When we allocate that time, it is definitely based on your body and your physical limit. The total duration will not change with the number of people, it will just shorten the time allocated to everyone, so--"

Su Yuan, whose entire body was red, finally spoke up and quickly stopped the conversation.

The designer did shut up, but he was obviously still trying to sell himself, and he spoke again after thinking about something else.

Su Yuan had no idea what shocking words would come out of the other person's mouth.

His head felt a little dizzy, and he stammered, "Okay, okay."

He didn't want to listen to the crazy sales pitch that the other party seemed determined to make.

"Do you agree?" The designer confirmed, looking a little nervous for some reason.

Su Yuan, who was about to faint, uttered a few "hmm" sounds incoherently.

It was not known whether it was because the designer was extremely efficient or he was afraid that Su Yuan would suddenly change his mind, so he immediately prepared to enter the room that was just a stone's throw away, "Then you wait for me outside now."

Su Yuan nodded.

The designer paused, and before entering the door, he gave another reminder, "It's safer to stay farther away from the door."

After hearing this, Su Yuan moved aside readily.

He carefully held onto the wall and raised his eyes to look at the situation over there.

The designer skillfully pressed the password that had already been cracked by Yan Zhou. From beginning to end, he kept one hand pressing on the door with a slightly firm attitude.

Obviously knowing what would happen, he only opened the door a tiny bit and pressed his shoe against the bottom when the electronic sound and the crisp 'click' sound rang out together.

At that moment, countless arms and legs poured out through the crack in the door.

All colors, all shapes, all sizes, all stripes...

The only thing they have in common is that they are all very different from humans.

Su Yuan couldn't describe this scene. He just pursed his lips and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

If the designer hadn't just told him to move away, he would have been hit by now.

But even though it was safe now, Su Yuan still hurriedly moved away.

Su Yuan was still frightened by his attempt to open the door. If he really entered the password, the existence inside would immediately rush out without him having to turn the handle, and he would be knocked down and drowned.

Su Yuan looked pale.

His shoes that have the ability to fly will also be useless.

The shoes simply couldn't bear so much weight and would become as helpless as his legs.

When Su Yuan withdrew his gaze anxiously, the designer had already walked in and closed the door again with a dull voice.

Su Yuan was right next to the window. He could have seen what was going on inside, but he didn't dare to.

Su Yuan was trying to calm himself down, but he felt a little strange at the same time.

I feel that the designer’s behavior in seeking recognition just now was a bit hasty.

There is a kind of——

Su Yuan didn't know if his feeling was right.

If you don't ask for it now, you will hardly have a chance.

Why?

Does the other party know something?

Su Yuan was thinking.

It seemed like he knew something. The other party also knew that he was special and the death of the card master would not affect him.

Just when Su Yuan was about to think seriously, the tip of his ear trembled.

Because the sound of a door opening was heard again next to me.

When Su Yuan saw the designer come out, he was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the other party could solve the problem so quickly.

It seemed that Wen Fengyuan was right to describe him as dangerous before.

The designer put his hands on his shoulders, bowed to Su Yuan, saluted Su Yuan in a gentlemanly manner, and extended his hand to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan blinked and put his hand on it.

He had no time to think about what had just happened, as his mind was once again filled with [Guidance of Breath].

When the door is pushed open again, it is wide open.

There were really a lot of animal dolls originally placed inside, and Su Yuan felt it was real again. The cotton piled on the ground was very thick, almost reaching Su Yuan's waist.

In fact, there should be some dolls left, and a few of them have not been possessed, but they seem to be buried in cotton and cannot be seen at all. Only the brown bear tied with ropes can be seen.

This brown bear was the first one Su Yuan saw after entering the copy.

When the brown bear saw Su Yuan coming in, it became even more agitated, and its pupils contracted violently. However, the designer restrained it very tightly, making it unable to move at all.

Su Yuan stepped on the cotton and was led by the designer as he walked over carefully.

Su Yuan did not hesitate. He took a deep breath and slapped the brown bear on the face as it was tied up and curled up.

Although he had been slapped many times, the soft Su Yuan still closed his eyes tightly at the moment he was slapped.

The designer is right.

These dolls really don't know anything, they don't have any thinking consciousness.

This obviously humiliating behavior was regarded by the brown bear as a reward for Su Yuan's willingness to get close to it as Su Yuan watched closely.

The brown bear couldn't move, but tried hard to stick out its tongue to lick Su Yuan's hand.

Su Yuan felt that the scene before him was a little strange again.

As he blinked in panic, he noticed that the designer was also looking at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect Su Yuan to slap him.

Su Yuan quietly frowned her pretty face.

He whispered in his heart, how could he not know how to fan, he had already done it many times.

Just when Su Yuan was about to slap a few more times to let the designer learn more, he heard the man's sincere praise, "So hot."

Su Yuan's fingers curled up quickly.

He thought with a blushing face.

That’s really enough!

The man also sincerely suggested, "Can slapping be made a family rule in the future?"

Su Yuan ignored him and continued to use his card abilities.

It was only after he fanned five more times that Su Yuan triggered the random effect he wanted.

Let [Follow the Breath] temporarily restore consciousness.

The conversation with [The Guide of Breath] went very smoothly. The facial features of these sculptures seemed very innocent and naive. Su Yuan told him that [The Mirror of Omniscience] had promised to protect a secret, and that he had previously treated the mouth of its companion and that it needed to repay him. After the other party confirmed that their relationship was very close, it promised not to tell others his location.

Su Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

All he has to do is find another opportunity to escape tomorrow.

*

The next day arrived quickly, and Yan Zhou and his friends, who couldn't wait to awaken [The Guide of Breath], arrived at the designer's office early.

Before they arrived, Su Yuan turned into a doll exactly like him.

Yan Zhou and Wen Fengyuan had obviously just realized that the designer had returned, and their expressions became serious and solemn.

The designer took the initiative to greet them, "By the way, you don't know my name yet, right?"

Su Yuan was a little stunned. Only then did he realize that he had not even asked the other person's name.

He didn't know the designer's name either.

Su Yuan immediately listened carefully.

The next second, he heard the designer say, "My last name is Xie, you can just call me concubine."