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

Chapter 198 Hello, My Puppet Prince (24)

The story is over.

Ding Bao closed the book, picked up the cup next to the bed and took a big sip, the cool liquid slipped down her throat, she coughed lightly, and then made a final summary of her reading experience.

"This story tells us that those who try to control everything will end up like Zeus, losing their loved ones and their lives. The person who killed him may be his own relatives."

Speaking of which, Ding Bao looked out the dark window, giving Si Yin enough time to react.

His blue eyes were cold, and after hearing this story, he felt uncomfortable for some reason, and an unspeakable anger was stuck in his heart, which was difficult to resolve.

He has no idea about today's story, he just wants to kill the author of this book.

From the very beginning, the whole book portrays Zeus as a cold-blooded and arrogant image, without the slightest touch of humanity, not like a god but like a complete lunatic.

This story runs through the author's preference and has no reading value.

Si Yin looked sideways at the book that Ding Bao was holding in his hand, and silently noted the appearance of the book cover.

When he regains his freedom, the first thing to do is to hang the author of this book.

Damn populist thoughts, it's fine to write them out for yourself to vent your fantasies, but they dare to flow into the palace.

It seems that without his control these years, the entire palace has become chaotic, such worthless books can be placed on his bookshelf, one can imagine what other people are usually fascinated by.

Of course, Si Yin didn't know how fast the process of ideological civilization developed in the past ten years. These things are colorless, odorless and invisible, and they spread quickly by word of mouth.

Ding Bao saw Si Yin's eyes from the window. Although the outlines were somewhat blurred, the anger and dissatisfaction inside were clearly visible.

She smiled silently, and supported Si Yin's waist to make him lie flat and fall asleep. Recently, the evening wind was a bit chilly. Ding Bao added an extra blanket for him, tucked in the quilt, and closed the balcony door. She turned around and walked away. When she got to the bed, she didn't go back to her room, but just lay down along the bed, and she murmured in a low voice before closing her eyes.

"Good night, prince."

As if he knew he could hear, after saying this, Ding Bao fell asleep peacefully.

The candle beside the bed was about to burn out, a cluster of flames was burning quietly, the dim light was about to fade away, but the prince shrouded in flames was extremely awake.

In the silence and peace, the prince's hand under the quilt moved slowly and with difficulty, as if something heavy was hanging on his arm, he lifted it up little by little with difficulty, and the soft quilt slowly slipped from his hand, The candlelight cast a dark silhouette on the wall opposite the bed. It was a slowly raised hand, like a puppet on a string, with stiff and strange movements.

Accompanied by the movement of the prince's arm, the legs under the quilt also moved slowly. Under the smooth and thin quilt, one could clearly see the slender and straight legs bending slowly, following the rhythm of the raising of the arms. It was reciprocating at a speed that seemed extremely difficult.

Si Yin adjusted his breathing. Ten years was too long, so long that he almost forgot how to breathe, how to walk, how to grasp objects, and how to coordinate the movements of his hands and feet.

He could only practice controlling his limbs while the maid was asleep.

The arms are raised and lowered again and again, and the legs are slowly bent and straightened following the rhythm.

the last time……

Exhausted, he held his breath and raised his arm for the last time. Next, he just needs to lower it slowly...

"Snapped--!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Ding Bao, who was sleeping soundly, only felt a burst of pain on his face, which instantly woke her up.

Before she opened her eyes, Bazahei's voice sounded in her ears.

"Don't open your eyes."

The eyelids that were about to be raised immediately continued to close again, almost instantly, Ding Bao understood what happened.

As a result, Si Yin, who was already tense all over in the darkness, and his breathing was stagnant, quickly returned to the state of a puppet. Many thoughts had flashed through his mind, and when the final method was formed, a raving sound came from Si Yin's ear. The sound of muttering.

"Well……"

The little maid who had been slapped turned her face, and made a soft moan in her throat, with a little dissatisfaction and irritability, but she only hummed twice and then fell silent again.

She fell asleep.

Si Yin's tense nerves relaxed a little.

Fortunately, this little maid has a big heart and is not vigilant, otherwise Si Yin's movements will definitely be discovered.

After this accident, Si Yin was more cautious. Fortunately, Ding Bao's activities were very regular. She left at ten o'clock in the morning and didn't come back until around five o'clock in the afternoon. After dinner, she would go to the balcony to sit for a while, and then go back The house wiped his body and changed into pajamas, and the last activity was to tell stories.

It has always been like this, never by accident.

Si Yin continued to practice the flexibility of his hands and feet from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm.

Today is as usual.

There was a wind blowing outside, and the roses on the climbing frame were blown down by the wind, and the small petals fell all over the balcony. The pink spots that can be seen everywhere are the best decorations of nature.

Waking up in the morning, the little maid excitedly opened the balcony door, and the wind blocking the door "whistling" poured in. The wind in the late summer season was blowing without pretentiousness, opening and closing, and the curtains and drapes were blowing. Being blown and swaying from side to side, the dull air of the whole night was instantly taken away, and the tip of the nose was filled with a rich and sweet floral fragrance.

The little maid liked the smell very much, Si Yin watched her take off the petals that were about to wither and stuff them into her purse, the careful movements made him feel unreasonably depressed.

She is so cautious towards people and things, her meekness is too cheap, like a promiscuous woman, no matter who she is, she will smile gently in return.

Si Yin realized that he seemed dissatisfied with the overflowing tenderness of the little maid.

Does she treat herself like this, and does she treat others like this?

This kind of emotion is a bit complicated, intertwined and permeated in my heart.

It may be that all parts of the body are slowly waking up, and even the previously stiff and numb thoughts and emotions have also become active. These are things that he was unable to think about before.

In the past, he could be in a daze for a long, long time, watching the sun rise and set dozens of times, and everything that happened around him didn't attract his attention, and sometimes he didn't even know that the person who took care of him changed.

That long-term indifference made him feel in a trance that he might soon become a real puppet, not only the rigidity of the body, but also the numbness of the mind.

His body is being manipulated by others, and his soul is about to leave his consciousness. He can't control anything, starting from the empire, continuing to his own body, and finally the soul...

He is about to lose everything.

(End of this chapter)