Chapter 53
"Caselle," Nie Wuhen called his name. He did not pull his hand back. Instead, he held his hand and placed it against his chest, saying, "It has nothing to do with whether we are demons or not, because we have hearts... Can you feel it? It's beating..."
Cassel looked at him with tears in his eyes. He couldn't get rid of the emotions: sadness, pain, depression and pity. The guilt of deceiving the little angel in the past also came up, making him even more miserable.
"Nie Wuhen..."
Cassel felt so uncomfortable that his whole body ached. He inevitably thought of how he came to this world and how Nie Wuhen, who only thought about being good to him, had become a demon. He bent down in pain, and the pair of small wings behind him appeared uncontrollably. His originally dark skin began to change color and turned blood red, as if someone was cutting it with a knife, but after the red color, it slowly turned white.
Nie Wuhen closed the door and set up a barrier.
He hugged Cassel and called his name anxiously, but Cassel just cried in pain. He hugged Nie Wuhen's neck and almost put all his weight on him.
He went to kiss Nie Wuhen, kissed him randomly, and tore his clothes randomly. Feathers were falling from the wings behind him, all of which fell down with blood stains. Cassel's wings were shaking in pain.
Nie Wuhen wanted to pass on his magic power to him, but Cassel wouldn't let him. He also didn't let Nie Wuhen touch his wings, but only let Nie Wuhen kiss him.
Their lips pressed together, both of them trembling. Nie Wuhen couldn't bear it any longer, so he held Cassel's face and kissed him. His inner elixir also turned into a halo and passed in. He led Cassel to sit on the newly made bed and circled him into his territory. At the same time, his magic power blended and integrated.
As we kissed, everything changed. Nie Wuhen untied his belt with shaking hands and it came open with a slight pull. He learned it by himself and kissed Cassel's lips down.
Cassel shed tears and his voice was filled with fear, but he did not dodge or retreat. He just said, "Don't press on my little wings...it will hurt..."
Nie Wuhen threw away their clothes and casually pulled the curtain. When the curtain fell, he turned Cassel over...
He went to kiss his little wings.
Kiss devoutly.
evening.
The sun sets.
Cassel lay on the bed wiping his tears, and Nie Wuhen leaned over to kiss away his tears. Cassel blinked, looked at Nie Wuhen, and called him in a hoarse voice.
Nie Wuhen responded softly. His nose tip touched Cassel's nose. He faced Cassel and put his arms around him. His voice was also hoarse, but full of satisfaction.
"Go to sleep."
Cassel rubbed his arm and said sullenly, "Look at my little wings, are they broken?"
Nie Wuhen sat up and lowered his head to observe his little wings - his skin had turned completely white, and even his feathers were brand new, as if he had been completely reborn. Another difference was that he originally had two little wings, but now, it seemed that there were two more, making it four wings.
Nie Wuhen was obviously stunned.
Seeing that he didn't reply, Cassel's heart sank. He hurriedly got up, but was pulled backwards, and suddenly tears came out of his eyes in pain. Nie Wuhen didn't know that he would suddenly get up, and subconsciously supported him: "What's wrong?"
"Where are my little wings?" Cassel looked at Nie Wuhen and asked anxiously, "My little wings...are they broken?"
"No," Nie Wuhen said quickly, "It's still there. It's fine, don't be afraid."
Seeing his serious expression, Cassel felt relieved. He tried to flap his wings, but it was a bit painful and he couldn't flap them. Cassel didn't know what was going on, but his wings suddenly started to hurt this morning.
He lay down again and rested his head on Nie Wuhen's thigh. The stone in his heart was relieved and he began to feel drowsy.
Nie Wuhen called him twice gently, but he just responded unconsciously, his eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't open them. Cassel was sleeping on his stomach, and Nie Wuhen just sat there. But after sitting for too long, Nie Wuhen felt it was too torturous. Cassel's breath made him feel hot all over.
He pulled the quilt and gently covered Cassel's body, then put on a piece of clothing, wondering if he could wash away the sweat and other things on him and Cassel.
Nie Wuhen took a deep breath, picked up Cassel gently, put him on the bed, then opened the curtain and walked out the door.
There was a group of people kneeling outside the door.
A servant kowtowed and said, "My Lord, the Crown Prince invites you."
When Cassel woke up, there was steam all around him. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up along his arm and found himself sitting in warm water. Nie Wuhen was beside him, holding his hand and washing him carefully.
After noticing that Cassel had woken up, Nie Wuhen looked up at him, with a cool breeze between his brows and a faint smile on the corners of his lips.
"woke up."
Cassel responded sullenly. He turned over in the water, lay down beside the bathtub, facing Nie Wuhen, yawning and asking him what time it was.
"Noon," Nie Wuhen poked his face, which was soft. Probably because he cried, his eyes and nose were red, and he looked really pitiful. He said, "No more bathing, the water is getting cold."
Cassel hesitated for a while, still sighing. He took the clothes handed to him by Nie Wuhen, put them on directly after drying them, tucked them together carelessly, walked barefoot to the bed, lay on the soft quilt, and closed his eyes again.
Nie Wuhen didn't care. He went over and used his magic power to blow dry his hair, then pulled the quilt up. Cassel reached out to pull Nie Wuhen's clothes and asked him in a low voice where he was going.
Nie Wuhen replied that he was not going anywhere.
Cassel grabbed his clothes and refused to let go. He closed his eyes for a while, then slowly sat up, looked up at Nie Wuhen, and said, "Did anyone embarrass you when you went to the palace?"
"No." Nie Wuhen bent down and kissed his cheek, "We will leave the day after tomorrow. Wu'an Hou has defected to Liang State. I wrote a letter to his confidant, planning to cooperate with him from inside and outside."
"Why would he believe you?" Cassel was puzzled. "So many years have passed..."
"This is the best opportunity to destroy the Great Yan Kingdom," Nie Wuhen said, "They can't give up."
Cassel didn't understand all these twists and turns, he could only ask Nie Wuhen if he was safe, and if he could get rid of his inner demons and avoid being possessed by the devil.
Nie Wuhen sat next to Cassel and raised his hand to touch Cassel. Cassel followed Nie Wuhen's hand and rubbed his palm. His curled eyelashes brushed against his palm, and the itchy and numb feeling spread all the way to Nie Wuhen's heart.
His fingers trembled slightly.
Cassel felt his teeth itching, so he opened his mouth and bit it, grinding his teeth subconsciously.
Nie Wuhen: “…”
After a while, Cassel opened his mouth and glanced at Nie Wuhen with a guilty look: "Are you... going to bite it back?"
"Yes." Nie Wuhen said. Under Cassel's astonished gaze, he approached him and bit his soft cheek, like dough. After biting it, he stepped back and looked at Cassel.
Cassel blushed. He stiffened his neck and stammered, "How...how could you bite here?"
"Then bite me." Nie Wuhen pinched his earlobe. The latter was so obedient that he didn't even try to dodge and just let him pinch it. My earlobes felt warm, and the sunset fell on them.
Cassel said vaguely: "Then come closer."
Nie Wuhen followed his instructions and moved closer. Then, he was kissed lightly on the cheek, like a dragonfly touching the water, and the kiss separated in an instant. It was so innocent that Nie Wuhen's eyes suddenly became deep. He tilted his head to look at Cassel, pressed the back of his head, and brought him into his arms.
night.
Cassel was sitting at the table, sipping his porridge with a grunt, while Bai Yi and Nie Wuhen beside him lowered their heads and looked at the map on the table.
They talked a lot, but Cassel didn't even listen. He just drank the porridge and even licked the bowl clean. Then he put the bowl down with a "da" and looked at the two of them eagerly.
Bai Yi and Nie Wuhen looked over at the same time.
Nie Wuhen didn't say anything, took the bowl and went out. After a while, he brought in another bowl of porridge. Cassel held the bowl and cheered. The little wings behind him moved, and he lowered his head and drank carefully again.
But it was too hot. Cassel could only lower his eyes, blow hard for a while, and then open his mouth and take a small sip.
Bai Yi was stunned. He exclaimed in amazement: "You can eat a bowl of porridge so happily..."
This is amazing. It's hard to feed him, but white porridge and candied haws can make him happy. It's easy to feed him, but the pills given to him at the top of the cloud were all the expensive medicinal materials Nie Wuhen gave him, the Night Pearl, so that he could buy them...
Nie Wuhen sat next to him, feeling a pang of pain in his heart. He was silent for a moment, then said, "When we get to Liang Country, we won't eat white porridge anymore."
“But it tastes delicious.”
Cassel drank another half bowl before he felt no longer thirsty. He put down the bowl, wiped the corners of his mouth, heard the words, looked at Nie Wuhen, and tried to make a request.
"Then I want to eat candied haws..."
Nie Wuhen: “…”
Bai Yi was amused: "No future."
It’s not that Nie Wuhen doesn’t want to buy it. Not to mention that he can’t buy it, even in this war-torn era, even if he buys it, there’s no guarantee that what he eats won’t be the same kind. The thought of it makes him feel sick. What's more, Nie Wuhen and Bai Yi have never cooked before. Even if they changed the pot, they would be helpless in the face of those ingredients. They don't trust anyone.
On the second day, Nie Wuhen and Bai Yi disappeared and Cassel couldn't find them. He was yawning and looked listless. He lay on the table and muttered to himself for a few words. Finally, he decided to go to the kitchen first.
He would cook for himself and wait for them to come back.
The servants of the Zhao Mansion have been living in peace recently. They felt relieved when they saw that their master no longer engaged in fighting and killing. However, they did not relax forever. In troubled times, everyone began to consider their own lives. They began to hide money, gold, silver and jewelry.
As luck would have it, Cassel saw this scene as soon as he entered the kitchen.
Several pairs of eyes stared at each other, and then with a plop, they all knelt down, kowtowed and shook their heads. Gold, silver and jewels fell to the ground, making a tinkling sound, and some of them even rolled to Cassel's feet.
Cassel lowered his head and picked it up. He simply thought that this person had lost something, so he walked over and wanted to return it to him, but it was obvious that those people had misunderstood.
Long-term oppression and Cassel's indulgence in recent days have made him grow fangs. He wanted to resist, so when Cassel came over and handed him the jewelry, he suddenly pounced on him, shouting "Go to hell, you dog official", and rushed forward.
Cassel was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't react. He was thrown to the ground and strangled by the neck before he could defend himself. The abuser had a hideous face and twisted pleasure. The slave mark on his forehead was particularly ironic at this moment.
The others were shocked, but at this moment, they all rushed out and acted as perpetrators, because they were tied to the same rope, rationality was eliminated, and only violence remained.
The space suddenly stopped.
Cassel lay on the ground, and it took him a lot of effort to move the man's hand away. He pushed away the person who was pressing on him, and kept coughing. The small wings behind him flapped gently, and the light golden aura silently merged into the bodies of those mortals, and then disappeared.
“Cough cough cough…”
Cassel stood up with the help of the wall, and after a while of dizziness, he turned around and was about to leave, but those people suddenly came to their senses and blocked his way.
My mind suddenly went blank. Cassel kept backing away. He took the knife, held it across his face, and looked at them warily. He thought his magic power would not fail so quickly. Could it be because of what happened the day before yesterday?
But the next moment, those servants who were originally ferocious knelt down, nodded their heads, and said with sobs: "I shouldn't treat you like this, sir. Please forgive me..."
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