After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 181 Hello, My Puppet Prince (7)

At this time, as the ten o'clock bell rang, the rocking chair that had not moved for a long time suddenly started to shake slightly. On the rocking chair, the prince's stiff arms slowly lifted up, and his knuckle fingers moved slightly. The amplitude was small, but it hit the back of the chair for real.

The bells of the Drum Tower continued to echo, like the waves pushed away by a stone thrown into a lake, spreading out layer by layer, gradually becoming weaker and weaker.

And the puppet prince on the rocking chair seemed to be awakened by the sound of the bell, his stiff hands and feet moved slowly, his slender legs stepped on the top surface of his feet slowly but firmly, and his hands also followed the chair handle, bit by bit. He propped himself up and left the rocking chair.

The bell was still ringing, and the prince had left the rocking chair and stood up, his legs were stepping out step by step in a very strange and stiff posture, like a puppet controlled by a string, a little bit closer to the balcony. railing.

Under the roses, the prince's face was shrouded in shadow, and a faint light flickered in those blue eyes, looking into the distance. He tapped the hand on the railing lightly, once, twice, Three times.

The bell in the ear was getting weaker and weaker, and when the white fingertip struck the third time, the bell was almost inaudible.

The prince turned around, still moving slowly and stiffly back to the rocking chair.

As the bell completely disappeared and everything returned to calm, the light in the man's eyes faded, and the hand holding the rocking chair returned to a stiff look.

At this moment, Si Yin lost control of his body again. He clearly felt that his hands and feet were re-tied with an invisible thread, and those threads were controlled by other people. Creatures close to him can easily manipulate the string on his body, and he is the puppet who pulls the string, at the mercy of others.

This feeling has been going on for ten years.

The feeling that his every move is controlled by others is no stranger. They can unscrupulously lift the silk thread on his body, and then play with his body at will, showing the most authentic expression.

In the past ten years, his life was worse than death, and every day was like being in a scorching magma hell.

He thought about death, but the most ridiculous thing was that he was a puppet, a puppet that he couldn't even control his hands and feet, let alone life.

The end of wanting to die is like this, and the lowest maid can manipulate his body at will.

In the past ten years, all kinds of people have appeared around him, and they will show their most real and ugly appearances in front of him, and some people will steal love in front of him openly.Someone coveted his body and tried to attack him recklessly.Others will show disdain in front of him, enjoying his palace and stealing its treasures
Almost no one will treat him as a real prince. In their eyes, he is no different from a dead man. A dead man has no dignity at all. Anyway, they will not open their mouths to complain, let alone resist dissatisfaction.

At the beginning, Si Yin would be angry, desperate, and roar wildly in this stiff body.

But now when facing these things again, there are few waves in his heart.

Just like today, the new maid took away the gems in the palace in front of his face, spied on his body unscrupulously, and even pushed him to the balcony to expose himself to the sun in this hot summer. All of this happened many times On him, when they encountered him again, he couldn't feel any anger in his heart.

Only indifference, and endless despair.

There are too many things to do in other people's lives, but he can only be left in this remote corner, waiting for the hope that is far away, and then he will be eroded by more despair than hope, until his soul becomes A puddle of rotting black water.

The puppet's thoughts are too many and too complicated, but it doesn't matter, anyway, he has a lot of time to think and remember.

He is still nostalgic for the past, and he still has endless unwillingness and anger in his heart in the face of the changes in the empire. This should be his empire, and this should be the world he controls, but his world has abandoned him. Too much unwillingness and despair can only slowly fade away in this boundless loneliness.

Today's light is still strong, and the puppet feels the burning heat of its body.

This feeling of being shrouded in sunlight and facing the blue sky made Si Yin feel as if he was in another world.

How long had he been sitting in the sun thinking like this?

Although that stupid and greedy woman had a bad heart, Si Yin felt pretty good, the sun could shine into his heart, and he could even smell the rotten breath on his body as it continued to dry.

In the past, he hated the excessively dazzling sunlight the most, but now he feels that this kind of light is not easy to come by.

If possible, he would like to have a drizzle at this time. When the sun is too hot, it will be accompanied by a drizzle, so that he can enjoy the warm light without drying his mouth. This is the best reason for nature.

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Ding Bao went back to his room directly after leaving the palace. The girl who shared the room with her had already gone out. Ding Bao enjoyed this moment of peace, dragged a chair and sat under the window sill, and stretched out his hand to open the drawer under the table. He took out a pair of needles and threads from inside, and then she lowered her head again, and pulled one of the breast buttons off her chest.

Seeing her doing this, Bazahei said hello on his forehead.

"What are you doing?"

Ding Bao lowered his head, pinched the button with one hand and grabbed the scissors with the other, picked out the cheap white pearl in the middle of the button, stuffed the removed pearl into his pocket, and when he took it out again, there was another pearl on his fingertips. A brilliant gem.

Bazahei looked at it, frowned and opened his mouth.

"You are too conspicuous like this. Others will find that you have stolen the gems from the prince's palace."

It thought that Ding Bao wanted to inlay gems on his breast buttons, and then sew them on his chest to show off.

This kind of operation fits Ding Bao's personality, but it doesn't fit her current identity.

It couldn't help reminding, but Ding Bao ignored it at all, and continued to break off the six claws inlaid with pearls in the middle of the button, then stuffed the gems in, and then pushed the six claws back with a needle cone, just in time to secure the gems fixed.

After finishing these tasks, Ding Bao continued to fiddle with the buttons in his hands. First, he cut off the remaining pink threads on the buttons, then he lowered his head and picked out a roll of gold thread. Close the bottom end and bite off the thread.

Looking down at the button in the palm, it has already changed its appearance. It used to be just an inconspicuous little ornament on a little girl's clothes. After being inlaid with gems, it has completely become an object in the hands of nobles. Especially It is a circle of gold around it that sets off the luxurious and dazzling gemstones in the middle.

Bazahei looked at it carefully, and suddenly felt that the buttons looked familiar.

(End of this chapter)