Pathological Trapping - Chap 53
　He hurriedly stuffed the box back.
　　My eyes fell upon a familiar piece of clothing.
　　He pulled them out slowly and recognized them as his own underpants and underwear.
　　Li Dezhuang’s head buzzed.
　　How, how could this happen?
　　Li Dezhuang clutched the cabinet door tightly with both hands and broke out in a cold sweat.
　　The person he trusted the most, the person he had always placed his hopes on, turned out to be the one who raped him.
　　How did Mu Jian look at him? He watched him in a state of panic, cried in his quilt, and was almost driven crazy by those harassing letters!
　　wrong……
　　Li Dezhuang slowly squatted down and hugged himself.
　　He started crying sadly.
　　He didn’t dare cry loudly, for fear of waking up the poisonous snake on the bed.
　　His nose and chest were filled with bitterness and soreness, making it difficult for him to breathe.
　　All this was Mu Jian’s plan.
　　Take advantage of the opportunity.
　　Forced him to ask for help.
　　Like a dying person clinging to a piece of driftwood.
　　In these few minutes, Li Dezhuang received too much information. He had no idea what to do.
　　He began to regret finding Mu Jian and wished he would die outside the palace.
　　Li Dezhuang suddenly felt murderous.
　　But reason prevailed in the next second.
　　What would happen if I killed him?
　　How could he escape with so many palace walls?
　　right!
　　escape!
　　What glory and wealth! What beautiful wives and concubines! None of them matter!
　　He was in a dilemma, and the only way to survive was to escape from this seemingly innocent but actually scheming man!
　　Li Dezhuang stood up, clasped his fingertips on the table, and pressed his palms hard against the corner of the table, using the pain to force himself to wake up and calm down.
　　Control yourself and don’t faint.
　　Don’t break down.
　　Don’t cry.
　　Because he didn’t have much time to escape.
　　Li Dezhuang calmly poured the medicine that was supposed to be served to Mu Jian at the bedside into the flowerpot. He had to prolong the time that Mu Jian was unconscious and seriously injured.
　　The longer this person is unconscious, the more time he has to escape.
　　His nerves were on high alert.
　　Although my body was exhausted from days of vigil, I didn’t feel sleepy at all.
　　He quickly packed up his belongings and prepared to leave the palace. Just in case, he also stole Mu Jian’s token that allowed him to enter and leave the palace freely.
　　By the time everything was ready, it was already dark.
　　Li Dezhuang took a deep breath.
　　An indescribable emotion welled up in my heart.
　　Resentment, grievance, anxiety, panic, excitement;
　　After all these emotions faded away, what remained was fear.
　　He was afraid of this place.
　　Fear drove him to flee! The farther the better! To a place where no one knew him.
　　The carriage leaving the palace swayed slowly.
　　After passing through layers of checkpoints, he left the palace before the keys of the palace were unlocked.
　　Leaving this seemingly prosperous place, but one that can swallow people up bone by bone, leaving nothing behind.
　　Li Dezhuang leaned tiredly in the carriage, raised his hand gently and lifted the curtain.
　　Outside is the bustling main street.
　　A lively crowd.
　　He knew that this was not freedom.
　　He must escape from the capital and disappear from the world to truly win.
　　Chapter 42 But Not Completely Gone
　　It is hot in midsummer, and only at night does the cool breeze blow.
　　In the evening, a teahouse in the town was doing very well. With a cup of tea, a bowl of plum soup, or a plate of dessert, one could spend half an hour in the teahouse, listening to a handsome young man telling stories.
　　It tells the story of a monkey and a monk.
　　Children love to listen to this story and girls love to look at the man.
　　Therefore, when it was time for storytelling in the evening, every available seat in the teahouse was filled with people, and benches were even placed at the door.
　　The boss was so happy that wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.
　　A carriage passed by the teahouse slowly, and the young man inside was surprised that the teahouse’s business was so good.
　　He tapped the carriage with the fan in his hand, signaling it to stop.
　　The driver stopped his horse and said, “Master.”
　　A tall young man in a dark green gown stepped down from the carriage.
　　The fan in his hand opened with a swish.
　　The young master smiled and said, “Go in and take a look.”
　　The driver nodded and accompanied his young master inside. Just as they stepped onto two steps, they heard a crisp sound from inside, as pleasant as the sound of a mountain spring hitting rocks.
　　He couldn’t help but feel curious about the owner of this voice.
　　Stand on tiptoe and take a look.
　　Wow!
　　What a handsome young man!
　　The coarse linen clothes could not hide his refreshing temperament. The fan in his hand waved slightly, making him look like a banished immortal.
　　Even though the driver was a man, he stared in amazement. He looked around.
　　A lot of women.
　　Shy and timid.
　　No wonder there are so many people!
　　They all came here for this young man!
　　He went to look at his own young master again and found that the young master, who had been fanning himself like a peacock just now, was frozen in place, staring blankly at the storyteller.
　　The driver rolled his eyes.
　　Young Master, are you…lucky because of a beautiful woman?
　　This scene lasted for more than half an hour. The driver was so tired that he was bored, but his son stood there from beginning to end!
　　During this time, the young storyteller saw his young master and was slightly startled.
　　The driver finally reacted.
　　These two people know each other!
　　After the show, many girls wanted to come forward, but they couldn’t compete with the innocent child. All kinds of gifts were stuffed into the hands of the young man.
　　A round stone, beautiful leaves, and an ugly black clay figure
