After Lance finished speaking, Xiao He still couldn't believe it.
"You said... everyone..."
"Yes," Lance whispered in his ear very affectionately, "He has lived for too long and has been in power for too long. If he doesn't die, the world will never change."
"But..." An inexplicable anger welled up in Xiao He's heart, and he wanted to say loudly: If you didn't have him, you wouldn't even have life, so how can you change? !
But he couldn't say it, because if he said it, he would reveal his secrets.
"Sorry?" Lance looked down at him.
Xiao He's heart skipped a beat, and after he came back to his senses suddenly, he withdrew the expression in his eyes: "He killed Ke Wen, I want revenge!"
"That's right." Lance looked at him tenderly, "He killed your lover, ruined your life, and tried to rob you and imprison you. You should resist, take revenge, and... hate him!"
Xiao He didn't make a sound, just clenched his fists tightly, and pierced his palm with his fingertips: "Tell me, what should I do?"
Lance's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice became deeper and softer: "You just need to..."
Xiao He's pupils narrowed sharply, and then he whispered: "I understand."
Lance came without anyone noticing, and left quietly.
And when he was the only one left in the room, Xiao He felt the bone-chilling coldness.
He thought that as long as he got his plan out of Lance's mouth and reminded Al earlier, he could avoid it.
But now it seems... It's far from being as simple as he thought.
The Shining Ball was not so much about celebrating the birth of their Elf King as it was about digging a gorgeous tomb to bring down this god who stands between heaven and earth from the altar.
Xiao He thought that only Lance wanted Al to die.
But actually, everyone.
Those elves created by Al himself, those elves who were bestowed with noble titles by Al, those elves who were trusted by Al and supported by themselves.
All... betrayed him!
Xiao He didn't dare to tell Al about this.
If he did, he always felt that everything was over.
He doesn't care about other people's life or death, and doesn't judge others' gains and losses, but he always remembers his mission.
He wants to heal Fan Shen, but after knowing all this, can Al be healed
Waking up from the darkness alone, enduring a thousand years of loneliness, he created this gorgeous world with his own power amidst the thorns all over the ground.
And now... his people want to put him to death.
Not to mention what happened to Ayer, Xiao He put himself in the situation and thought that even he would collapse.
Sighing deeply, Xiao He didn't know what he could do.
Can't stop Lance, can't tell Al, is this actually a dead end
After dying once and then doing it all over again, could it be that he still can't change anything
Xiao He's thoughts turned sharply, he thought a lot, but couldn't grasp the clue.
And at this moment, the door opened.
Xiao He looked at the time and knew that it was Al who had returned, so he hurriedly collected his thoughts and looked up.
The night had just fallen, and the cloud-like palace was not stained with ink. Instead, there was a bright white light shining, blocking the thick black from the door.
And the elf walking slowly is more like a bright moon in the sky, shining all over in the dark, with thin clouds lingering while walking, hazy and gorgeous, elegant like a fairy.
Xiao He looked at him without blinking, until he walked in before bending his eyes: "Your Majesty."
Al's voice tonight was a bit cooler than usual: "Haven't you slept yet?"
"Well, I can't sleep." Xiao He got up, lifted the quilt, and said with a smile, "Sleep together?"
They slept on the same pillow for dozens of days, and they had long been used to it.
Al didn't move, just looked down at him.
Although Xiao He was a little nervous, he also felt that something was wrong. He looked at him and looked into those blue eyes, but suddenly his heart trembled.
Those eyes are extremely beautiful, he has admired them countless times, but he has never experienced such a touch like tonight.
The moment the two looked at each other, he thought he was in a world of ice and snow, and saw the shattered black ice falling from the top of the cliff. There was an indescribable sadness and despair in the crash.
Xiao He's lips moved, but his voice was barely audible: "Your Majesty? What happened to you?"
He was a little apprehensive, a little nervous, more afraid and worried.
Did Al know? Did he know about those people's conspiracy? Does he understand that he has been betrayed by everyone
His heart was beating extremely fast, Xiao He didn't know what he should do next, and what he could do.
Can he still comfort him? Can you let him not care about it
Can't tell at all!
The elf's panic and nervousness could not be concealed in his eyes. Al watched quietly, feeling the icy water flowing against his chest.
If you don't expect, you won't be disappointed.
No hope, and naturally no despair.
He knows better than anyone, but he always fantasizes that there will be exceptions.
Unfortunately, luck never favored him.
"You're shaking." Al's voice was low and soft, "Is it cold?"
Xiao He snapped back to his senses, his voice a little tense: "I..."
"It's cold." Before he finished speaking, Al answered for him, "If it's not cold, why are you shivering? You can't be afraid of me, right?"
Xiao He replied almost instinctively: "No! How could I be afraid of you?"
"Yes." Al kissed his slender neck lightly, "Why are you afraid of me? You like me."
Xiao He was startled, Al had already embraced him in his arms, his voice was gentle, the most beautiful melody in the world: "If it's cold, can I hold you?"
The words fell, and the fiery body temperature came through the clothes.
Xiao He still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell. Al hugged him, it seemed to be the same as usual, but he had a strange feeling that he was imprisoned. The cage, but trapped him firmly in place.
It was a vague feeling, he couldn't grasp the clue at all, he couldn't figure it out, he could only be in a daze, but gradually he didn't want to think.
Ai Er's embrace is very warm, his body temperature, breath, and body are all Xiao He likes, and there is an indescribable sense of reliability when leaning on him, it seems that with this person around, he doesn't have to worry about anything, let alone He needs to worry, as long as he relies on him wholeheartedly, that's enough.
Ai Er's hand caressed his back. At this moment, Xiao He almost wanted to say everything he knew, and tell Ai Er everything. He had an intuition that if it was Ai Er, there must be a way , can solve these problems perfectly.
Speak out, there is a small voice in his heart bewitching him, Xiao He finally opened his mouth: "Your Majesty..."
Just when he called out his name, Xiao He suddenly woke up, and Qin Su's words flashed in his mind - if there is anything you can't make up your mind about, you can find an opportunity to come out and discuss it with me.
Yup! Xiao He suddenly settled down, he can go to Qin Su! Qin Su knew Fan Shen well, and he would definitely know what to do was the right thing to do.
Having an idea all of a sudden, Xiao He felt relieved.
Al asked him, "What's wrong?"
Xiao He hurriedly replied: "It's okay, let's sleep."
Al looked at him from top to bottom, his eyes darkened, and said softly, "Okay."
Because he found a solution temporarily, Xiao He fell asleep quickly, but Al, who had been hugging him all the time, didn't feel sleepy at all.
Feeling that the boy in his arms was fast asleep, he got up slightly, his long hair slanted down and fell on the elf's collarbone, the silver and white blended together, as if they were going to blend together intimately.
What a sarcasm.
The corner of Al's mouth chuckled, his fingers hooked slightly, and he lifted the thin clothes of the person below him.
His eyes fell on the white chest.
Delicate, soft and can be easily pierced.
After that, he will have no other thoughts.