Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

Staring at her eyes as far as possible, the dark brown pupils are almost the same as the color of this room, glowing with a cold and clear light.

He could see many complex emotions in those eyes, sorrow, pain, regret, guilt, and even a little dazed... He didn't know what was going on in his eyes, and the relative waves, but he didn't want to let it Seeing any fragility, the other party lowered his head to focus on the snow-white silk quilt, as long as he didn't hear it at all.

Mrs. Lovina looked away from him, her pupils were darker and her expression became elusive. She stood in front of the window like a wooden figure, lined with blood-red dim light, and the light and dark anxious space was like a solidified old painting, engraved in this hasty reunion that had not been seen for many years.

After another long time, the person in the painting finally shook the folding fan carefully, gently opened it on his red lips and concealed it. There was a slight tremor in his hands, and he cleverly hid a few heavy coughs by the power of sound.

She put away the fan and said nothing, did not ask anything, turned around and supported the window sill, barely suppressing the bruise in her throat, but the pain in her eyes couldn't be erased. She knew that for the past ten years or so, if he had left him alone to live in a foreign country, he would definitely have resentment in his heart, and he would definitely blame himself for not keeping his promise... But why did she hope so?

The reason is complicated. She didn't want to explain at this time, so she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, calmly turned her head and opened the topic: "Moredia... controls all the underground forces in the South Island, you have leaked your traces. It is absolutely impossible to hide anymore... I advise you to leave as soon as possible, lest your'His Royal Highness'... also gets stuck in mud and unable to extricate himself."

He did not speak as far as he could. Of course, he knew that the situation was extremely unfavorable right now. A lord-level strong man was already powerless to fight. What's more terrifying was that he still had countless minions hidden in the dark... But how should he be with Shun to explain all this? How to explain that in just a few days, he was like divine help to investigate the truth and found the man behind the scenes? How to explain, how did he escape from the hands of a powerful dark lord?

He thought for a moment, and he felt dizzy and dizzy. The exhaustion of his body also made it difficult for him to concentrate and continue thinking. The lady again seemed to be able to see through his mind and suggested at the right time: "I have a way, so you can take him. Leave...but you must promise me one condition."

"...What conditions?" I stunned as far as I could, and gathered all my energy to listen to her, in case there are any possible traps.

The lady looked at him nervously and twitched the corners of her lips with self-deprecation, still without emotion in her voice: "The conditions are very simple, as long as you often suggest to him after he became the throne...just open up more energy trade to the crypt. ..."

"That's all?" He glanced suspiciously, only to see a cold, lifeless face.

"Besides this...what can you promise me?" The lady sneered sarcastically.

She kept her head down and said nothing. The lady didn’t want to sell Guanzi, and continued: “He has been operating in the South Island for many years, and he has no restraints for a long time. His tentacles are spread all over the mainland, and of course... ."

"Do you know what he should do in the capital?" Jin Yuan suddenly thought of the doubts in the assassination, and pricked his ears to listen.

"Neiying doesn't really count as... However, this person's identity is by no means ordinary, I'm afraid you won't believe me if I say..." The lady chuckled him with a chuckle, in order to counter his distrust.

It's just that the Gun Guardian has no mental understanding at this moment, and several suspects passed in his mind, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"This person... is your Highness's uncle, Lei Wang Yuling."

Your Royal Highness! ? His eyes glared as far as he could, unexpectedly this was the answer. Although the discord between the Jade King and His Majesty is well-known, he always thought that it was nothing more than a political disagreement. The Jade King’s Mansion has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are many old officials in the world. The Jade King himself always emphasizes the traditions of sacred religion. Why should he go Collusion with foreigners! ? Does he think...impossible, that is against the entire holy tower, unless he is crazy...

He was stunned and contemplated, and the lady was not surprised by his reaction, and continued to throw out evidence: "He has been in contact with the Moredia guy, but it has become more frequent recently. His participation in that assassination is indispensable, at least you The medicament test products that he encountered came from his handwriting."

"Pharmaceutical test product?" He didn't want to understand the meaning of this word for a while, and suddenly remembered the few blood-clothed weird men who feared death, and suddenly realized, "It was on the harbor rooftop...Did you save us?" There was a sudden warmth mixed with bitterness in his heart. I didn't know what to say, but the lady didn't give him time to hesitate.

"You find a chance to tell him half-truths, he is suspicious, so he will naturally go back..." Mrs. Lovina's speech speed gradually accelerated, as if she wanted to end this unpleasant conversation immediately, "Just so. From now on, come to the South Island less, and be your chief guard safely..."

She squinted at the dull young man on the sick bed while holding the fan tightly. She walked towards the iron wooden door and paused in the middle. She stared at the carved door frame and whispered, "I'm very busy these days, so I can't come again... Louis I'll give you medicine, and when you get well...hurry up..."

She walked forward two more steps, after thinking for a while, she stopped again: "Your weapon broke. I have someone to make a new one. Before leaving, remember to bring..."

As far as possible, he always looked down at her, said nothing, evading her kindness. The lady slowly moved to the door with a stiff face, her hand trembling again when she touched the doorknob, she suddenly turned her head and took a deep look at him, after all, she didn't say anything, she pushed the door with that inevitable melancholy Got out.

Outside the door is a marble aisle full of portraits, carved beams and colored paintings are permeated with aristocratic atmosphere, and bright lights illuminate her lonely figure moving forward. She walked like an old machine without a rhythm, and finally couldn't hold it. She held the wooden wall and shook violently all over her body. Shenguang covered the cough and didn't leak the slightest footsteps.

"Miss..." The grey-haired old housekeeper Louise has been waiting here for some time. He squeezed his mouth and carefully supported her, and then handed over a bottle of light green potion. There seemed to be an unresolvable sorrow between his brows. .

The lady took the medicine bottle and drank it, resisting the side effect of rolling and stinging in the abdomen, wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth casually, and asked softly: "What else did he say?"

"He said he would hold a formal ballroom party for the presidential candidate and would like to invite you to..." The old butler took a cotton pad from his pocket and carefully wiped off the red marks on her hands.

"He decides the time, I choose the address... Just tell him." Just after drinking the soothing potion, the lady only felt a little dizzy. She looked at the empty medicine bottle again, her eyes flickering, "He really has a set... ...If the recipe for this thing can be obtained..."

Suddenly, her expression stagnated, and she passed the medicine bottle back to the old man in a moment of silence, and walked forward again with small steps. The old butler followed her for a long time and hesitated, and finally couldn't help asking: "Miss, you really want the young master to return to the capital?"

"He wants to go back himself, who can persuade him?" The lady replied indifferently, with steady steps, pretending to not care at all.

"But..." The old butler seemed to want to say something. After considering it for a long time, he still didn't say it, so he could only sigh in distress, "It's hard for him..."

"You will add medicine to him later, cure him as soon as possible, and send him away. If he stays longer on this day, I will always have a handle in people's hands." The lady coldly ordered, as if she had no blood for the sick child. A feeling of closeness.

"I see..." The old man was accustomed to her attitude and nodded helplessly.

The lady didn’t want to talk as much as possible, so as not to cause another wave of heart, she broke the topic casually: "Is there any news from the capital?"

"According to the wire report, the prince stabilized the court situation that day. I don't know what method was used. Both sides died down, which is really admirable." The old man sighed and nodded and shook his head, wondering whether he was happy or not. worry.

"Has his whereabouts been tracked?"

"At the moment, I only know that he has appeared in the Royal Academy. There was a supernatural duel between the students that day. It seemed that there was an accident, but the news has been blocked by the Holy Tower..."

Is the whereabouts unknown... The lady groaned for a long while without making a judgment easily, and continued to order, "You tell them to hide their whereabouts, there will be a good show in the capital soon, be careful not to be caught..."

"Did you tell him that?" The old man naturally understood the meaning of her words.

"Now is the perfect time. The Jade King knows the emperor's Ni Lin, but he still wants to provoke the controversy. No matter what medicine he takes from that guy, the emperor will never let go... The capital is calm. It's been too long, so we can get out of this muddy water so we can fish in it..." The lady curled her lips and smiled sarcastically, seemingly indifferent to the conflict that might arise afterwards.

"Hey... That Jade King is mysterious and unpredictable with the power of thunder, I'm really afraid that he will be in danger again when he goes back..." The old butler sighed again, his brows were almost connected.

"Hmph, with his unkillable master guarding him, what are you worried about, not to mention..." She suddenly stopped, pursed her lips and swallowed the name back into her stomach, her face was sullen, and her footsteps went even further. almost.

The old man didn't dare to talk too much, and silently followed her forward, turned the corner and went upstairs. There was only a big room in front of her. The black iron wooden door was exactly the same as the one far away, except that the door handle was even brighter. Used.

The lady opened the door casually, and the curtains were drawn in the room. The room was dark and lacquered. Only the white light of the bedside lamp illuminated the same brown wooden planks. The old man followed into the house and was about to turn on a few more lights, but she stopped him: "I want to take a rest and call me when someone arrives."

"Miss, your injury is not healed, or... let's take a few days..." The old housekeeper couldn't help but complain about her weakening body.

"There's no time..." The lady waved her hand to make him prepare, but when the old man grabbed the doorknob and was about to leave, she suddenly whispered, "Louis..."

The old butler immediately turned his head and looked at the tall figure with his back to him. He waited silently for a few minutes, but did not receive any instructions. He sighed again and hurried away with the door.

The lady heard the snapping sound, her straight back suddenly shrank, her shoulders trembling and she coughed again. She threw the folding fan under the lamp, propped her body against the head of the bed, closed her eyes and twisted her eyebrows, finally revealing the long-lost fatigue on her face.

Suddenly caught by that guy this time as far as possible, a huge loophole appeared in her original meticulous plan. Although she rescued people by surprise, she exposed her inferior strength in the hands of the fight. Without the bluffing tiger skin, she could only be forced to accept certain conditions.

Why this kid... just doesn't listen to me! With this breath in her chest, she clearly asked Louis to remind that Yumu's head and tell him to leave the island in a concealed manner, and the next day he received the news that he was captured by life. Fortunately, that person was worried that he would not kill him, or else...

She covered her mouth and coughed again, her face was blushing, and the corners of her mouth could not stop bleeding. This broken body is really worse every day! She gritted her teeth and took out the golden potion from the side of the bed, drank it in one gulp, leaned back weakly, staring at the empty bottle in a daze.

This bottle of potion was also sent by that guy. Ever since she was injured by the wrong estimation of the strength gap during the last match, to make up for her fault, she has sent people to send all kinds of valuable potions. Just like this small bottle of constant potion, not only does it have no side effects, but also has an incredible instant curative effect. If it is taken to an auction, it is hard to find a daughter.

The lady was not polite with him, and accepted everything that was delivered to the door. The gift-giver was silent, and the gift-receiver was expressionless. It was a tacit understanding. That guy still has affection for her until now. Perhaps it can be said that this is the only remaining weakness of the sinful man...

She sneered and snorted, then threw the empty bottle to the bedside table, closing her eyes and trying to free her thoughts. She wanted to rest for a while, but her mind still involuntarily flashed in her mind. Although the child was determined not to help her obtain the secrets of the Phantasy Flower, as long as the chaos in the capital was together, she might be able to feel the spider thread clues from it. No matter how bad, at least it can remove the person's great help in Takiguo, and even she can send some messages in secret to make Santa cast his eyes on this South Island...

It's amazing! It's not in vain that she tried her best to get the prince into this muddy water. However, she was extremely dissatisfied with her persistent attitude towards Takiguo, but she had nothing to do with him. She didn't expect this kind of irreversible decline in her body suddenly. Originally, she thought that she would gradually reduce her grievances, but now she had lost her most precious time.

what can we do about it? She has accumulated a huge fortune in secret over the years, if one day... but there is not half of her family able to deal with the problem, wouldn't it be the idiot of Pediru who would have been cheapened for nothing! ? No way! He is my child, he is definitely not allowed to give up his identity like this and join the country!

She opened her eyes suddenly, and her needle-like sharp gaze swept toward the window, where it was too dark to see, but there was a little green light floating slowly underneath-it was a new magician created by her. Leila Iron-Gun.

There will always be a way, no matter what the price is, it will never be allowed...The green light in her eyes makes it even more cold and deep, without any emotion. She tensed and stared at the vaguely contoured gun for a long time, and finally couldn't resist the tiredness of the tide, and her mind was confused.

They came in a while, and I don’t know if they succeeded... If you can get the light energy synthesis technology, you can always hold on for a while... Even the old style... She half-squinted her eyes and drowsy, and her thoughts became entangled. The ball of twine finally made her unable to disassemble, and slowly sank into a dark dream.

There was a dull and dead air in the room. After a while, the door button sounded again. The old butler pushed a little bit and saw the lady's clothes leaning against the head of the bed. He sighed inwardly, and came in gently to help her with a layer of tulle quilt. His skinny face was covered. It's pampering.

Those people from Rock City are already in the hall, but the old man doesn’t want to disturb her sleep at this moment, so let those arrogant guys wait more... He doesn’t like the villain’s cheeks the most, and he pulls it disdainfully He pulled the corner of his lips, took away the empty bottle, and turned off the small light for her, then quietly exited the door.

The moment the door button clicked, the lady trembled her eyelids unconsciously, but after all she did not break free from the **** of sleepiness, she just trembled with scarlet lips and whispered two words softly: "No..."