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He went all the way back, but still did not meet his lover. No one knew where he had gone.

On the other hand, Yi Ren was also wandering around in the same scenery. The flowers and trees were the same everywhere, the leaves were very lush, like bananas and the flowers were very lush, like rhododendrons.

Red flowers and green leaves dazzled the eyes of her lover.

Then, she saw a familiar figure in front of her. Without thinking, she stepped forward and greeted her. "Willow."

The person in front of her turned around and looked at her with a strange gaze.

Her lover blinked but did not change his words. "Willow."

Liu Xi narrowed her eyes, "You got the wrong person."

"Willow." "I know you are a Willow. No matter how you change, I can still recognize you. You have a smell."

"What smell?" Liu Xi asked in a deep voice.

"Wet smell." The woman leaned toward him, sniffed, then asked, "Are your eyes ready?"

The last sentence had a clear and deep sense of concern.

Liu Xi's figure paused for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Yes, Supervisor You already gave me his eyes." He said, "But I'd rather not have eyes like these."

"Why?" the woman asked in surprise.

"I can only see black and white. Even if I look at you now, I can only see your silhouette and your eyes." Liu Xi said a bit cruelly, "Your eyes are very big and very black. I want to dig it out. "

Her lover blinked. No matter how stupid she was, she could still understand the meaning behind Liu Xi's words.

However, she still had one question in her mind.

This question was more important than the situation at hand.

"If Chief You gave you his eyeball, what about him?"

Liu Xi's expression darkened, and his pair of cold, misty eyes suddenly surged with a ball of blood.

The situation at that time seemed to have appeared in front of him once more.

After hearing the doctor's words, Chief You didn't say anything else and gouged out his eyes with his fingers.

His face was covered in blood.

The loyal servant was willing to give up everything for the sake of his master. Everyone was sighing in admiration, but who could feel what he was feeling?

From beginning to end, did he have any choice?

Yes, he had a black and white world, and because of this, he could not disappoint Chief You's expectations.

What was he?

Was he a beneficiary or a total victim?

He had sacrificed his entire life for a pair of eyeballs!

Liu Xi coldly smiled, "How is he, what does it have to do with me?"

If this heartless, do not understand gratitude, if other people heard, will certainly be morally denounced Willow, but the Yi can understand his feelings.

Just like a while ago, she hoped that Yan Han wouldn't be too good to her and always feel that there was nothing to be returned.

"Actually, no matter what you do, you have to be willing to do it. You forced yourself to do it, and you had complaints in your heart, so other people would be very innocent. " The woman said lightly.

Liu Xi looked at her and did not say anything.

"I think Supervisor You is simply being nice to you. He didn't ask you to do anything. You feel heavy just because — just because you can't ignore his good, can't fool your own heart. In fact, all of this is not the host

You are the one who is forcing you, but you are the one who is forcing yourself. That is to say, in fact, it is a choice that you are willing to make. So, don't blame him anymore, okay? " "It was a rare occasion for her to make such a big conversation, and then, as if she was tired, she vomited …"

He let out a sigh of relief.

Liu Xi stared blankly at him for a moment, seeming deep in thought for a moment. Then, his face darkened, and he said in a low voice: "No matter what, if you know something you shouldn't know, then you deserve to die."

If Liu Xi's story was spread out, then Xiahou Sheng would be faced with unprecedented suspicion from the imperial court.

Qin Lie wasn't worried that Yi Yuan would spout nonsense. He was worried that Xiahou Sheng would expose himself.

To be safe, he had to, could only, kill his lover!

Her lover blinked and looked left and right.

This was in the middle of the four halls, and was also the place with the most flowers and trees. Because it was where the guests resided, there weren't many court ladies and eunuchs, and they were afraid of disturbing the noble guests' cultivation.

What if he shouted for Yan Han to save him?

After weighing the pros and cons in her heart, she reckoned that Liu Xi was the fastest, so she gave up again.

She could only choose to save herself.

Liu Xi's pupils contracted, killing intent seeped out from her bulging clothes. Her lover shivered, raised her head and looked at him darkly, then said: "Actually, I still have some use."

"What's the effect?" Liu Xi might have thought about her feelings from the past, but she was still patient and waited for her to speak nonsense.

"I'll tell stories." "I can talk about colors. I can talk about red flowers, blue lakes, and blue skies. I know a lot of things that you don't know about. I know how many people grew up and how to live their lives. Don't you want to hear it?"

Liu Xi's slightly raised hand paused, and with a straight face he asked back, "But I heard that the sky is blue, how can it be jade colored?"

"Of course it could be jade. If you can go to Tibet... Cough cough, this was an exceptionally high altitude. The sky was blue and transparent, just like jade. The colors they tell you are, in fact, wrong. "You think a flower is red, but it actually has a flower."

There were many colors, such as purple, pink, and white. Red was a warm color, and when you roasted in winter, the color that reflected on your hand was red. White is a very clean color, if you stand in the wilderness, there is wind blowing, clear.

"Light and indifferent, that is white …" Her lover's voice was very infectious. When she mentioned color, every noun seemed to be alive and brimming with vitality.

Her lover had originally studied fine arts, and her sense of color was much more acute than that of an ordinary person. She also loved it more.

Liu Xi stared blankly, even though he kept telling himself in his heart: This person cannot be left alive. However, he couldn't stop himself. It was as if killing her now would eliminate a strange world that he might never be able to touch again.

"What kind of stories do you like to hear?" In one breath, her lover said a hundred different colors, afraid that the willow would feel bored, so she quickly changed the topic.

"I never listen to stories." Liu Xi's voice was still a bit stiff, but his tone had calmed down a lot, no longer emitting any killing intent.

"Then you definitely haven't heard of fairy tales. As for martial artists, fantasy novels, and cultivation, you definitely haven't heard of them." His wife smiled and said, "Do you want to hear the story of the thousand and one nights?"

"A thousand and one nights?" asked Willow, puzzled.

"That's right. I tell you a story every day for a thousand and one nights, and then you fall in love with me." The girl explained with a smile, "She was actually talking about the story itself. The king wanted to kill the girl, so the girl would tell her story every night."

The story begs the king not to kill her, and after a thousand and one stories, the king falls in love with the girl, and the two marry and be happy.

Liu Yan didn't understand. Her eyes turned cold as she coldly said, "I won't fall in love with you."

Her lover quickly waved his hand and said carelessly, "It's fine."

She didn't expect Willow to fall in love with her and let her go — that kind of romance was something people never imagined.

"However, you need to tell me more than just a thousand and one stories. I want you to tell me ten thousand, twenty thousand of them. Tell me everything you see and hear." Willow said again.

Her husband's words startled her. She raised her finger and made a gesture.

One story a day, three hundred and sixty-five stories a year, more than a thousand in three years, more than thirty years and ten thousand in thirty years …

Her lover looked up and said, "You want me to teach you for thirty years?"

"My whole life." After Willow said this, she suddenly reached out her hand and quickly pressed it against her lover's groin. Then she held her waist, covering herself with flowers and trees, and the two of them quickly disappeared into the depths of the bushes.

Eleven searched for a long time, but he still couldn't find the whereabouts of his lover.

At first, she was able to maintain her composure, but in the end, even Eleven could no longer sit still. She had no choice but to run to the south hall and brief the guards in front of it.

Very soon, Yan Han strode out. When he saw Eleven, he did not care about his appearance and asked anxiously, "You said his lover is missing?"

"Yes," Eleven nods. "He disappeared in the blink of an eye. I couldn't find him."

"Have you asked the guards outside? Is she out? " Yan Han still had a sliver of hope.

"Yes, I did. I didn't see any of them." Eleven is almost crying.

Yan Han did not waste any more words. He immediately gathered people to search for the whereabouts of his wife in the four halls. He sent people to search for the garden, veranda, and fake mountain.

When they ran to Xia Yu's Western Palace, Xia Yu originally didn't want to let Yan Han's people search, but she couldn't resist Liu Xi's persuasion. In the end, she still angrily allowed those people to rummage through her residence.

The whole search was unimpeded, thorough, detailed, and yet no trace of her whereabouts could be found.

Yan Han's face was full of worry as he stood on the garden's veranda, staring at the lake in front of him.

The surface of the lake was calm and green.

Yan Han's heart was moved, he did not care about the surprised shout, and without taking off his clothes, he dived straight into the lake.

With a plop, he sank to the bottom of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, Yan Han realized that the surface of the lake looked like an artificial lake, and there were traces of flowing water underneath the lake.

The surging water filled the bottom of the lake with fine bubbles.

He couldn't see clearly.

Even though her lover was right in front of her, she was on the verge of death. He couldn't see it clearly either.

Yan Han's breath caught in his throat as he suddenly had a strange feeling. 'My lover is at the bottom of the lake, she is right in front of me. But all I can see is fine blisters. I can't save her.'

Yan Han searched blindly and persistently until his lungs were completely devoid of air. He then raised his face and took a deep breath on the surface of the lake. Following that, he dove in again, searching for traces of his lover.

My love, are you really at the bottom of this lake?

"What are you all waiting for? Hurry up and go down to help His Majesty!" Eleven can't swim, he can only worry on the shore.

The guards, who had been standing blankly on the shore, immediately jumped down like dumplings that had been dropped. After another carpet search, there was still no sign of her.