In fact, it doesn't look normal.
Si Yuanqi and Si Minghan are about the same height.
They are relatives and have similarities in appearance.
Even if there is no similarity, given Si Yuanqi's understanding of Si Minghan, it would not be difficult to imitate him.
Besides, Si Yuanqi had been to the castle before, so he didn't feel unfamiliar.
In addition, Di Bao has trust and affection for Si Minghan, so he would not doubt it.
Therefore, it was easy for Si Yuanqi to carry the Emperor's treasure tablet while wearing Si Minghan's face.
“Get out!” Si Minghan roared and pushed Di Aotian away. His dark eyes turned red, and he felt more miserable than when he was trapped on an isolated island and begging for mercy. He then spat out a mouthful of black blood and almost fainted. “Ah!”
Di Aotian knew that he was seriously injured and immediately took him away by force.
Dibao was carried down from the deck by Si Minghan and sat on the sofa. Si Minghan went to squeeze juice for her.
Dibao stood up, put his hands on the edge of the window, and looked out at the blue sky that was getting lower and lower in the distance.
Getting further and further away from home.
I don't know why, but the weird feeling in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.
Logically speaking, the sense of security she felt with Si Minghan by her side shouldn't make her feel this way.
She turned around, looked at Si Minghan, who was squeezing juice, and asked, "Are you going home tonight?"
"No."
Dibao left the window and asked, "Where's my bag? My phone is in there. I'm calling my brothers..."
"It seems... he fell off the car." Si Minghan said.
Dibao fell asleep in the car and she didn't know when she got on the boat.
When I woke up, I was already on the sea.
She didn't have a cell phone, and Si Minghan had just returned and didn't have a cell phone either.
She turned around and looked out the window at the sea. A strange feeling slowly grew in her heart, and she couldn't even find the source.
I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Si Minghan who was standing next to the juicer.
With a tall and straight figure, he turned slightly sideways, and when he turned around, half of his face was hidden in the darkness. The slightly raised corners of his mouth made her breath catch.
My heart beats heavier and heavier.
As if it would jump out of my chest.
Seeing Si Minghan coming towards her, she suppressed the instinctive urge to step back.
"What's wrong? You don't look well." Si Minghan reached out and touched her forehead.
Dibao lowered his head slightly, "I'm afraid my brothers will worry..."
"It's okay, let's go to the island and make a phone call." Si Minghan said, handing her the cup.
Dibao reached out to take it, but he couldn't muster the strength in his hands.
The cup slipped from his palm, fell to the ground, and shattered.
"Ah!" Dibao stepped back.
Si Minghan's expression changed. "It's okay. I'll do it. You sit on the sofa."
Dibao sat down on the sofa and looked at Si Minghan who was cleaning up the debris with trembling eyes.
Staring at his body, feet, and fingers, they fit together so perfectly that there's no trace of difference.
But there are some things that cannot be ignored.
Even infinitely magnified in the mind.
It was Si Minghan who gave people an imposing aura.
Ever since Si Minghan appeared in the castle, his lack of aggression made her think that he was resurrected from the dead.
There was a ring on her hand, and she was suddenly pushed away from the bed...
Such subtle details become clearer and clearer on this yacht...
He curled his fingers into fists, trying to suppress his abnormality.
If this person is not Si Minghan, who could it be?
Who else could imitate someone so well...
"We're here." Si Minghan looked out the window and said, having finished tidying up at some point.
Dibao came back to his senses and looked outside. The island was right in front of him.
Si Minghan walked up to her, knelt on one knee, held her hand, and frowned, "Why is it so cold? Are you cold?"
As he said that, he stood up, took his coat and put it on her shoulders.
Dibao took off his coat and tried to remain calm. He said, "Here in Southeast Asia, coats are the most redundant. Why did you come to this island? Have you been here before?"
"I bought it before. There's a small building here. Even if I stay here forever, I won't get bored." Si Minghan stroked her soft hair, "The main thing is, I can be with you."
Dibao looked out the window, his eyes fixed on something far away. "But I still have brothers and children. How can I stay on the island all the time..."
"Then let's go back after one night." Si Minghan picked her up and walked her out.
Dibao was held in her arms, looking at his hand on his shoulder. The ring looked dim in the twilight, and the light seemed to disappear in an instant.
Her eyes felt hot, and she closed them, trying to calm the fear that kept coming up.
After getting off the boat, Dibao asked to get off.
"Is it far?"
"About ten minutes." Si Minghan said.
Di Bao said nothing and followed Si Ming Hanqian.
The road looked like it was stepped on temporarily by someone.
There were tangled bushes and thorns all around.
It's like entering a deserted island.
She can only see a limited part now.
There are lush forests and bamboos in front of me, and the treetops block the sky. Only a small piece of sky can be seen through the gaps.
It was already dark, and now it was even darker.
Her hand was held by Si Minghan, and her abnormal heartbeat was transmitted through the palm of her hand.
When I got to the end, I saw the cozy little building, and it felt like a new world after a dark tunnel.
The area of the small building is not small.
But it is only a simple one-story building, quietly located in the woods.
When I entered the house, someone was inside and came over. "Dinner is ready."
Dibao looked around and found the place deserted.
It was as if there was only one woman.
"Do you live here alone?" Dibao asked.
"Yeah. No one disturbs us. Do you like it?" Si Minghan stepped forward and hugged her in his arms, his eyes flashing with a strange light, "No one will disturb us from now on."
Dibao said, "After talking to my brothers, shall we stay here for a few more days?"
"Okay." Si Minghan liked to hear this and hugged her tighter.
After dinner, it was already completely dark outside.
It was pitch black in the distance, and once you entered, you would feel the fear of being swallowed by the darkness.
Si Minghan moved closer and placed her head on his chest. "What are you thinking about?"
"No, I just miss... the past." Di Bao said, raising his head and meeting Si Minghan's eyes. "Do you think people can change?"
Si Minghan was silent. When she thought he wouldn't speak, she answered her, "There are angels and demons living in the human body. The form we choose is given by the world, not by ourselves."
Dibao wanted to laugh, but it was bitter. "What about you? Why do I feel like you're a demon when you die?"
Si Minghan lowered his upper body, bringing his face so close that he could hear even a low-pitched sigh. "I exist because of you."
Dibao smiled and looked off into the distance. "That's my fault." She lowered her head and yawned. "I'm tired from the boat ride. I want to sleep."
"Qian." Si Minghan picked her up.
The room is decorated very warmly.
It looks more like a deserted island, but the house has everything and is clean and tidy.
It seems that it has existed for a long time.
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