"Host, the capture target's nickname is Shengsheng."
What kind of contrast is this?
"So cute? You didn't lie to me?"
"Really? That's what his mother called him. It's said that when he was a child he had a serious illness and he recovered after eating a peanut."
"He never fell ill again, so his mother privately called him Shengsheng, which became his nickname."
“So there’s this layer of meaning in it.”
excusable.
"My nickname..." Li Xuanyi stopped painting and his thoughts went back to a long time ago.
A drop of ink fell on the paper, spreading into a cloud.
The man didn't dare to say anything, it seemed to be a fake.
She knelt so many times, but she ended up kneeling to a fake emperor.
Her true heart was given to the wrong person.
Before the man looked up, Su Yumo searched around for tools and saw a stone on the table with a golden "moon" character engraved on it.
It should be used to decorate the table. I don’t know whether it is real or fake.
The man showed signs of looking up, and Su Yumo no longer hesitated and quickly put his hand on the stone.
"Tell me, who sent you and what are you here for? If you dare to tell a lie, I will kill you with a stone." His eyes were sharp.
Brown contrasted with black, and Li Xuanyi remained expressionless.
Twenty years later, the person who supported him and prevented him from falling finally came to his side again.
He really wanted to pull her over and put her on the flower scroll he had drawn for her.
Push her down and do something he had dreamed of since he was a teenager.
He wanted to feel the temperature of her body, her smell, her breath, everything about her.
But he couldn't do that now, it would scare her.
They met in a hurry that rainy day and didn't touch much. Before he could feel her little hand properly, she left.
He lived for twenty years relying on the little memory he had.
After learning her true identity, he placed a guard in her palace who was responsible for reporting to him her daily schedule.
When did you get up, what did you eat, where did you go, what did you do, and what did you say.
Every night he would sit on the floor alone, light a candle and read the letters secretly.
The paper of several letters had been crumpled up by him.
Words without warmth cannot heal the pain in his heart.
He longed to see her.
Finally, the old emperor's birthday banquet arrived. He saw her sitting in the corner, drinking glass after glass of wine by herself.
She seemed to be in a bad mood.
Li Xuanyi was feeling restless. He really wanted to fly to her side, hold her in his arms, kiss the corners of her eyes, and tell her loudly that he existed.
He didn't want to be in the dark like a shadow anymore. He wanted to stand in the light with her, where everyone could see him.
As for why his plan to break into the palace and kill the emperor was brought forward, it was not because he expressed his feelings to her, but because a pretty boy who could play the piano appeared halfway.
This man had disrupted his plans, and he wished he could cut his bones and pull out his tendons, dig out his eyes and hang them over their bed.
The palace underwent a shocking change and the dynasty changed.
He wanted to keep her in the palace, so that he would be the emperor and she would be the queen.
Unfortunately, he miscalculated again.
The guard lost her outside the palace, and he activated the power of the dark night to find some traces of her.
After actually seeing her, he found himself still a little at a loss.
If she knew what he did behind his back, would she hate him?
Even though she grew up in a cannibalistic palace, she still lived with love and righteousness.
But he had already fallen into hell and there was no way out.
Su Yumo rubbed his hands on the stone. This man had a really good psychological quality. It was obvious that he had been specially trained. He remained calm even after being exposed.
Su Yumo looked at the man's almost transparent face and his lips without a trace of blood, and his hair stood on end.
"You're not sick, are you?"
She had never seen anyone so white.
This man only gave her the feeling that he was strongly suppressing something.
If he is not suppressed, he will kill everyone and then commit suicide.
Thinking of this, Su Yumo felt horrified and held the stone tightly in his hand.
How can she throw it to hit the bull's eye?
Li Xuanyi smiled faintly, "No, I'm like my mother, I'm naturally whiter than others."
He knew what Su Yumo was referring to.
Everyone was afraid of his skin color and said he was a dead man who crawled out of a pile of bones.
"Then your mother is really beautiful."
After the man said this, Su Yumo realized that he couldn't be said to have a feminine appearance, but he did have a somewhat delicate and handsome look.
If the two had not met at this time, she would have thought that this man was a scholar.
Li Xuanyi was stunned. She had said this before.
“It’s really beautiful.”
Su Yumo realized that the topic had gone off track, so he picked up a stone and smashed it on the table to make the atmosphere more solemn.
This is not the time for gossip.
Li Xuanyi: Who started it?
"Tell me who sent you. My patience is not very good."
"The matchmaker sent me."
Is there any answer more outrageous than this?
"Stop smiling at me. If you don't tell the truth, I'll really hit you."
Li Xuanyi looked at the pretty look of the woman in front of him, and that sense of helplessness disappeared instantly.
Even if she hated him, he would never let go.
There is only one ending for them, which is to live happily ever after.
Li Xuanyi's hand covered Su Yumo's hand, and a small stone supported the weight of both hands.
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