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The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousand people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket.
If it were someone else, they'd probably be scared to death.
No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way.
Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel's big villain.
Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I'll get you back, back and forth, it's pretty fun, heh.
As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. "If you want to kill me then kill me, don't speak nonsense." Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him.
That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped.
"What a pity. I've changed my mind."
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He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds.
Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.
Shen Que had two secrets.
First, he was mute-and also had a hidden medical condition that couldn't be exposed.
Second, he harbored inappropriate, secret feelings for his lord.
He told no one about either secret. But one night, a stranger discovered the first one.
That man used Shen Que's secret to coerce him, pushing him step by step into submission, into falling further and further...
And yet, Shen Que never noticed-this man was taking more and more from him, while his own prince was giving him more and more attention.
Then, one day... Shen Que discovered he was pregnant. Panicked, he fled in the dead of night, not even bothering to pack.
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Xie Shiguan discovered a secret about his trusted bodyguard-and it hooked him, haunted him.
Every night he dreamed of the little mute man.
So he disguised himself, altered his appearance, placed a needle in his throat to suppress his voice, and infiltrated Shen Que's quarters.
At first, he only wanted a taste of the mute beauty.
He wanted the thrill of bullying someone honest and obedient-like a loyal hound.
Just a plaything. Once bored or soiled, he could throw him away anytime.
But then... Shen Que ran.
Xie Shiguan was furious. He mobilized all of the prince's forces to find him. But the final report said, "Shen Que fell into the river during his escape. He drowned."
He was just a mute... just an object. So why did his heart ache like this?
He refused to believe it. As long as Shen Que's body wasn't found, he would not believe he was dead.
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One year later, the regent prince heard of a villager in the south who looked a lot like Shen Que. He raced through the day and night, exhausting several horses, and finally-by a mountain stream-he saw him.
That little mute was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, and in his arms... a soft, tender-skinned child.
Xie Shiguan's rage erupted-
In just a year, he already had a child with some other woman?!