Obsessive Warlord Young Marshal X Aristocratic Family Young

e undead speak, and their words were chillingly articulate. It wasn't just that; they even knew how to mimic humans, tricking people into following them.It would make this place feel less like the apo...The costume was taken home by Ning Shu and hidden away.

Every time he saw this fiery red costume, he couldn't help but remember how the military commander had acted on stage in the opera house, singing melodious and flowing melodies. Then behind the curtain, he would press him against the screen and tease him.

And how did the general manage to soil that costume

Ning Shu had a dream.

In my dream, he seemed to have transformed into Ji Chang, performing on stage. Below him were guests from the Pear Garden, his lips slightly parted, his expression cold and composed, singing about love's parting and the perils of life and death.

It's another tale of love and hatred for the country.

Ning Shu was a little dazed, for a moment she couldn't tell if she was Ning Family's Fourth Master. Or the fallen Ji Chang.

Until he saw the general sitting in the audience.

The general was dressed in his uniform, and his military boots seemed to radiate a chill. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and even his long, cold fingers were encased in white gloves.

The man's deep, ink-blue eyes stared straight at her. His expression was indifferent, his thin lips seeming as cold and heartless as well.

His eyes, however, seemed to reach out like a vine, winding and clinging insistently.

Scene change.

The pear garden stage was deserted, with the actor pinned above. The officer's belt lay unfastened, revealing a distinctly masculine aura of hormones.

The actor's legs are both white and slender.

The gorgeous costume was blood-stained. His slender fingers, slightly clenched white with tension, could only helplessly cling to the general's body.

On her slender ankles, a thin silver chain was wrapped.

The actor raised his eyes and looked.

The general seemed to have just returned from outside. As soon as he came back, he went straight back to his room.

Then she hugged him in her lap.

Ning Shu couldn't hear clearly who he was calling, whether it was Ji Chang or himself.

Isn't he just King Ji Chang

He was a little dazed, thinking to himself.

The general lowered his head, his thin lips pressing against hers. As he kissed her, the actor could only weakly clutch his clothes, like a golden canary trapped in a cage.

Let the military officer enjoy it.

Those phoenix eyes were indescribably alluring at the tail, with a vibrant crimson hue.

Clutched helplessly onto the soldier's body.

Dizzy.

The general seized his foot.

Ning Shu couldn't help but lower her head to look, and she saw that thin silver chain. The red thread and copper coins were gone, replaced by the chain that had kept him locked in the room.

thin, but somehow can't break it.

Ning Shu pursed her red lips, her breath disordered and hazy as she leaned against the general's chest.

...Have the flowers outside bloomed ...

The general delicately kissed his lips. The cold expression in his eyes softened as he lowered his gaze, seeming to carry a hint of humanity for once.

"It's open."

He nonchalantly grasped the jester's ankle, whispering in his ear, "Take a bath tonight with those petals, then wait for me in bed."

The general gently patted the round and plump buttocks.

"The voice was low and husky: “.... Soaked through, I’ll be more comfortable tonight.”

.....

The young man awoke on the soft bed, his silken black hair seeming damp with perspiration.

Ning Shu woke from her dream, still feeling the warmth of those large hands and the man's body heat.

He couldn't help but get out of bed barefoot and open the curtains.

The sky outside is not yet fully bright.

But Ning Shu no longer had any sleepiness at this time. He remembered clearly that in his dream, he seemed to have become Ji Chang. And Fu Shinian had become a young officer, but no one knew better than him.

In fact, they are neither King Ji Chang nor Shao Yi.

They are who they are.

Aunt arrived with the morning tea. Young Master Ning Si's pale face seemed a little better after drinking some of it.

"Why is Master Ning Si up so early today"

Ning Shu didn't speak. He recalled the dream from yesterday, and he felt a lingering sense of unease. Perhaps yesterday's words from the military commander left a psychological scar on him, because in his dream, he was forcefully taken back by Fu Shennian.

By day, he could only sing operas in his home, admire the flowers and drink tea. When the general felt like it, he would take him out.

And then it was evening.

< You need to wash your body clean and make it soft >.

If not done.

In the end, it's always oneself who suffers.

Ning Shu thought of this, lowering his head to drink tea, his face paled again. That day at the pear garden, although he was pressed against the screen by Fu Shinian, in fact, he only... Let me know if you need help translating more!

I haven't done anything else.

This dream has been swirling in Ning Shu's mind.

Like chewing gum, it just won't come off.

...to the point that when Ning Wan called his name, Ning Shu didn't even react.

The woman stared at him and asked, “What’s wrong”

He shook his head, thought for a moment, and asked, "Elder sister, did the opening ceremony at Liyuan go smoothly that day"

After that, he didn't have time to inquire about the theater world anymore.

Ning Wan opened her mouth and said, "Thanks to you, it went very smoothly." She picked up her teacup with her pale hand and suddenly asked, "Are you close to Fu Shao Shuai"

Ning Shu was a little flustered, as if she had been affected by the dream.

He averted his gaze from Ning Wan, and said aloud, “I’ve only met her a few times.”

Ning Wan showed a thoughtful expression and said meaningfully, "Fourth brother, if you encounter any problems, don't be afraid."

The Ning family is at least someone of standing.

Ning Shu looked over in slight surprise.

Ning Wan looked straight at him, without averting her gaze.

That day I saw the marks on your body, what did Fu Sinian do to you

Ning Shu's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Indignant at the general's licentiousness.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Facing her, Ning Wan stirred her coffee and said, "I won't tell anyone else." She continued, "I don't know what happened between you and Shao Shuai, but I want to remind you, Fu Shenian is in Lin Hai. Don't say it was five years ago, even five years from now, he isn't a good person."

Ning Shu showed a surprised expression. He thought his older sister and Fu Shaoshuai shouldn't have much contact. They should be more aware of that person's temperament than him, and he had been in contact with him a few times. At first, he really thought the other person was a good person.

His mood couldn't help but become a little complicated.

I can't help but reflect on whether I'm being a bit too foolish.

However, Ning Wan's words did remind Ning Shu.

Fu Sinian was at least a prominent figure in Linhai, and it's unlikely he would take any overly radical actions.

However.

The young master lay in bed. Although Fu Shenian did not use extreme methods, he was doing some shady things behind the scenes, closing in step by step. He didn't give him any room to maneuver at all.

What is the difference thenling to discuss these matters only with me."His handsome and resolute face looked profound, but Ning Shu heard a hint of threat in it.He was both terrified and amazed.He cast a furtive glance at the s...