Magic Punk

Snow-white flower petals floated on the warm bath water. Hyacinth was immersed in the bathtub, feeling like he was in a dream.

A beautiful, absurd, cruel and strange dream.

The magic of Lian Yin Resurrection Potion is indeed beyond Hyacinth's imagination. With just one bottle of potion, a body that was so scarred and battered could be repaired to every detail, and even broken limbs could be regenerated.

Is His Royal Highness a person who has experienced hell?

How could he, a pampered and pampered born nobleman, have ever seen such a hell?

Hyacinth thought this, the bathroom door opened inward, and His Royal Highness the Prince in a white bathrobe walked in. The young man was startled, and subconsciously stood up from the bath, lowering his head and waiting for the other party's instructions.

For some reason, Hyacinth subconsciously accepted that His Royal Highness was the person in charge of her future life and death.

And Xuan Yi quietly looked at the remnant of the Green Wing Blade that he fished out from the Qing'an Hell. When he returned to the Taiwong, the Lian Yin Resurrection Potion healed almost all the overt or covert injuries on his body, and Hot water will remove body fatigue and blood and dirt.

Only then could we clearly realize that this prisoner on death row who had endured seven or eight days and nights in the hands of the Central Intelligence Agency of the Ossian Empire was actually a boy of no more than twenty years old, with short silver-grey hair and dark eyes. Brown, at this time, water drops slid quietly from his body skin, making him look very tall and handsome.

Xuanyi stretched out his hand and pressed it gently, indicating that the other party should sit down again. Even the youngest children could understand such gestures, and Hyacinth was no exception.

There is nothing special about this prince except that he is good-looking, but for some reason, Hyacinth always feels that he can give him a much stronger sense of oppression than his elders. He sat back in the pool obediently, feeling My whole body was once again enveloped by the warm water.

"Your Highness, why do you want to save me?" Hyacinthia lowered her head and asked.

Hyacinth once asked such a question, but the Crown Prince did not give him a satisfactory answer.

Xuanyi couldn't help but smile. He approached step by step. The other person seemed even older than him, but Xuanyi still easily took the initiative in the conversation.

He sat on the edge of the hot spring, soaked his feet in the bath water, and said calmly: "What's your name?"

"Hyacinth." Hyacinth replied.

"Code name?" Xuan Yi asked.

Hyacinth nodded silently.

"Good code name, I have seen that kind of flower." Xuanyi said: "If you want to go back after you are healed, I will send you out of the city."

"It's just that you have to be clear. You can't explain why you got out alive, even if you explain everything clearly."

Hyacinth nodded, knowing that everything Xuan Yi said was true.

He was an anti-imperial organization assassin who was caught after a failed mission. He was imprisoned in the Qing'an Hell and tortured for a whole week. In the end, he was rescued by Crown Prince Aos using the Lotus Hidden Resurrection Potion. After recovering from his injuries, he was sent back.

Such a plot is so magical that even writers of best-selling novels would not dare to write it like this. Even if Hyacinth goes back, she will have to undergo torture again to find out the Crown Prince's intentions.

This plot sounds absurd, but after thinking about it for a moment, Hyacinth knows that this is an imminent fact.

There are actually some remedial measures. To put it simply, Xuanyi needs to cooperate with him to perform a scene, cause a big change in Qing'an Hell, and then let Hyacinth escape in the chaos.

Of course, a few more wounds must be added to his body and a few nails must be pulled out. In order to make the play more realistic, Xuanyi may have to cut off Hyacinth's nose and tongue again?

But why bother?

And even if he really did this, it could eliminate Qingyi Zhifeng's doubts about him, but why did Xuanyi go to all the trouble just to let him return to Qingyi Zhifeng without suspicion?

There is no other reason besides being an undercover agent.

In fact - as an assassin, when he was caught, all his value had been burned away. Even if he could come out alive, there would be no place for him in this world.

Thinking of this section, Hyacinth couldn't help but sigh.

Xuan Yi smiled faintly and said, "You are much smarter than I thought."

The young man with short silver-gray hair looked up at the handsome Prince: "I'm worthless."

At least not as valuable as the bottle of Lotus Resurrection Potion.

But Xuan Yi shook his head: "You are much more valuable than you think."

"I said, the reason why I want to save you is just because you have seen what hell is like with your own eyes and survived."

Hyacinth stared calmly into the black eyes of the prince in front of her: "But what's the use?"

"It has many uses." Xuan Yi replied: "But before that, I want to ask you a few more questions."

"Everything I know has been told in the previous interrogation." Hyacinth said calmly: "Including the color of my boss's underwear and the number of times I peed the bed as a child."

"But I don't ask those boring questions." Xuan Yi looked at the other party: "Who ordered you to attack that train?"

Hyacinth glanced at Xuanyi unexpectedly: "My answer in the interrogation was that I don't know, because in fact I really don't know. My status is not high, I am just the lowest cannon fodder."

"No, you know." Xuanyi said.

Hyacinth raised his eyebrows, and then understood Xuan Yi's intention. He looked up at the luxurious ceiling decorated with enamel and pearls.

"I might not be able to do it well."

Xuanyi laughed, making Hyacinth a little confused.

He looked at the Crown Prince sitting next to him in a bathrobe without any defense, as if he was completely unguarded against himself. In fact, Hyacinth also knew that even if the Crown Prince was bare-handed and he was fully armed, she would not pose any threat to him.

But even so, why did his answer make him laugh?

Hyacinth doesn't know.

"No, you don't have to do anything." Xuan Yi said lightly: "They just need to know that I brought you out of Qing'an Hell."

"Because other than that, I know everything."

Hyacinthia was startled and looked at His Highness the Crown Prince, who had a calm expression in front of him.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that even if he really followed the person in front of him, it seemed like a good choice?

"I always like to give people choices." Xuan Yi continued. "Because many times, I don't have a choice."

"You have two choices in front of you now. One is to stay here. After the storm passes, I will send you out of the country and give you a payment that can be enough for you to travel to any city in the world."

"What about the second one?" Hyacinth asked, "Is he loyal to you?"

Xuanyi nodded and took out a crystal reagent bottle from the Black Iron Ring. There was nothing else in the reagent bottle, only a drop of bright red blood.

"If you drink this drop of blood, you will be infected with the most terrifying poison in the world. You will be troubled day and night by the excruciating pain you have experienced."

Hyacinth raised her hand to take Xuanyi's reagent bottle and looked at the drop of blood as bright as ruby ​​in it.

"Then what?"

"Then you will become the person I trust most in the world." Xuan Yi said softly.

Hyacinth uncorked the bottle, drank the blood in one gulp, then stood up in the bath, put her right hand on her chest, and saluted His Royal Highness.

"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince."