Chapter 70 Puppet Girl vs. Magician (6)
In the deep night, there was no light in the room, only the gentle moonlight, pouring down bit by bit.
The magician slowly approached the box and carefully opened it.
Inside the box, the sleeping puppet girl was covered with flower petals, revealing only her slender neck and beautiful face.
He gently leaned over and kissed the puppet girl on the forehead, "My dear girl, I'm sorry, I'm late."
The sleeping Shi Yi slowly opened her eyes, and the joy in her eyes was as real as substance, "You are finally back. I fell asleep waiting."
"My dear puppet girl." The magician held her and sat her on the box, his tone full of apology, "I am here to apologize to you."
Shi Yiban sat on the edge of the box, swinging her legs constantly, her eyes full of confusion and confusion after just waking up, "Hmm?"
She specially asked the lovely princess to send her back, just for this special night. Such a meaningful night, she can't miss it at all.
He looked at his puppet girl, a guilty look flashed across his face, and then he carefully hid it, "I have neglected you these days and left you alone. You must be bored and scared."
At dawn in the morning, he would present his puppet girl to the king. And he would become the chief magician in the palace, commanding other magicians, no longer performing magic, and there would be no need to use puppet girls anymore.
"It's okay." Shi Yi was very considerate, and his light gray eyes looked at him gently, "I'm very happy for you."
"Huh?" Now he was confused.
"Everyone in the palace said that you will be the chief magician tomorrow." Shi Yi gently stroked his cheek, "Just a little bit more, and you can really realize your dream."
The magician held her hand, his expression became fierce, "How did you know?"
When he discussed these things with the king, there were clearly only him and the king in the room.
"Everyone in the palace knows it." Shi Yi smiled, and his smile became even brighter under the moonlight. "They all know that you want to sell the puppet girl who likes you to the king, and then live a happy life yourself."
How can such a conscienceless human be worthy of the pure love of the puppet girl.
"What else do you know?" The magician grabbed her wrist very hard and shouted loudly: "What else do you know?!"
At this moment, the magician felt like a clown, stripped of all his clothes, placed in the crowd, and ridiculed by everyone. If
the puppet girl knows it, then the other people in the palace must know it too. Those princes and ministers must know it too.
"You forgot that I am a puppet. I am not afraid of pain." Shi Yi pulled out his hand and smiled sarcastically, "Congratulations, you are going to marry the princess soon."
"Tell me quickly, how did you know!" The magician's face was grim, "Who told you!"
"Does it matter?" Shi Yi smiled and stared into his eyes. Her smile was so beautiful, but the tears that kept dripping completely revealed her inner sorrow, "Jian, you really disappoint me."
Perhaps the tears awakened a trace of conscience, the magician suddenly hugged her, and kept defending himself: "Shi, I don't want to either. Shi, I have nothing, no power, and no status. King, think about the king, if he is unhappy, he can take my life at any time. I have no way..."
"Jian, have you forgotten how we got through the most difficult times. Now you have become the most famous magician in the entire kingdom, why are you still not satisfied?" The sadness on Shi Yi's face hurt him.
He roared, "It is precisely because of those hardships that I don't want to continue suffering. Why are some people born noble, while I have to be treated coldly and looked down upon. I don't accept it. Is it wrong for me to change my life!"
Shi Yi shook his head, "You are not wrong."
"Look, you think I am not wrong, why can't you support me?!" The magician hugged Shi Yi tighter, "You don't have to do anything, you just change from sleeping with me to sleeping with the king. And in the future, you and I will be in the palace, and we can see each other from time to time. When the king dies of old age and the princess succeeds to the throne, the throne will be mine. At that time, I will marry you as my queen."
The magician thought that he was holding a puppet girl who loved and trusted him wholeheartedly and asked for nothing in return, and he was still shamelessly painting a big pie.
Shi Yi certainly would not be fooled by his sweet words.
A person who dares to sacrifice everything for power and status, believing that he will love others, is simply a manifestation of not wanting to die.
"Shi, you love me, don't you? "The magician loosened his hands around her and held her arms instead.
Shi Yi's face was sad and she was at a loss, "I don't seem to love you anymore."
The magician hugged her anxiously, "How could you not love me anymore? You love me the most. You once swore to love me forever."
Shi Yi slumped on his shoulder, her tone depressed, "But I love you so much, but you have always treated me as a tool."
"I didn't, I swear this is the last time." The magician was anxious to prove himself, "This is the last time."
"You won't have a next time."
Shi Yi's voice was so soft that the magician didn't hear it clearly, so he asked again, "What did you just say?"
"I said, you won't have a next time. "Shi Yi repeated word by word, pulled out the silk thread in his hand and inserted it into his neck, his smile as brilliant as a blooming poppy.
"You..." The magician watched the silk thread passing through his neck slip off his body inch by inch.
"Didn't you say you loved me? Then you become a puppet too, so we can be together forever." Shi Yi kept pulling out the silk threads on his body and inserted them into the magician's body one by one, first his head, then his hands, and then his feet. Bright red blood flowed all over the ground.
"You...how dare you..." The magician widened his eyes, full of anger, and blood kept flowing out of his throat.
He wanted to struggle, but he had no strength in his body.
"Don't worry, you won't be in pain for too long." Shi Yi smiled innocently, but her hands never stopped moving. "Soon, you'll be able to lie in my sleeping box. Don't worry, you'll like it."
Shi Yi pulled out the silk threads one by one, and her movements became more flexible.
Soon, a brand new puppet was made and lay quietly in the box covered with bright red petals.
"Goodbye." Shi Yi picked up a blood-stained petal on the ground and threw it into the box, closing the box without a trace of nostalgia.
(End of this chapter)
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