【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The commendation ceremony was not complicated, and there was no sign of identity exposure.

Until the last step - the conferment of honors by the Queen.

Standing at the foot of the steps again and looking up at the people above, it felt like a world away.

Even though this was not the palace where she was "born", similar scenes overlapped across time and space.

The person on the throne had already stood up and looked at the audience with a very high attitude.

"The honor belongs to you next, miss."

The "rich man"'s hand had unknowingly loosened his grip. He stood in front of the steps and whispered to the girl.

The strange feeling became stronger and stronger. The girl turned her head and glanced at the "rich man", but could not find any more information from his impeccable smile.

The current scene no longer allowed her to think more, and countless eyes were urging her to step onto the steps and walk towards the god.

One step, two steps, three steps...

A full seventy steps.

She stood opposite the Winter Queen.

So close.

The Queen of Winter is not short, and in the girl's field of vision, she can see the Queen's chin.

Her chin was bent at a cold angle, obviously not that sharp, but it seemed as if a sharp cold light had flashed through it.

The girl's sight was mostly obscured by the edge of the hood. She could not meet the Queen's eyes, but she could already feel the coldness passing through the cloak and piercing her soul.

She didn't know why, but the girl wanted to cry inexplicably - and she didn't want to. At this moment, all the tears had already filled her eyes, and she was on the verge of collapse. She needed to work extremely hard to control her short breathing, so that her body would not be affected by this sudden burst of tears. Trembling with extreme emotions.

The awarding ceremony was simple. The girl bent down and felt the weight of the medal and ribbon pressing on her shoulders.

At this time, a strand of white hair fell down with her movements.

On the continent of Teyvat, there are many people with white hair.

Despite this, at this moment, a strong guilty conscience still filled the girl's heart——

Can't hide it.

If it's the mother, she must be able to recognize it, right?

The Queen's hands with white satin gloves were getting closer and closer to her face, as if at the next moment, her poor disguise would be ripped apart in public, and she would be judged by all eyes.

But the hand didn't.

That hand just gently held up the long hair and tucked it into the girl's hood.

Then he lifted the girl's already stiff body up with both hands, took her shoulders and turned her around, facing the scenery under the throne.

There were only seventy steps. Looking back, I felt that the people below were already very small.

The Queen put her hands on her shoulders, and her voice was soft enough, but with inexplicable temptation, it penetrated into the girl's ears bit by bit:

"See, this is my world."

"my daughter."

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After the investiture ceremony, the executives exited one after another.

The girl watched helplessly as light slowly emerged from the door, and then watched as it went out.

The last one to walk out was Dotore. Before he walked out, he slowly turned his head - but not to look at her.

Instead, he met the one who had been standing in front of the steps.

Seeing that Dotore had no intention of leaving immediately, the "rich man" smiled and tilted his head at him, making a "please leave" gesture.

The next moment, the "rich man" opened his narrow phoenix eyes, with an undisguised threat in his eyes.

Dotore is gone too.

The door was slowly closed from the outside again.

The girl saw it this time.

It is the "rich" people.

The force on her shoulders was not heavy, it was even gentle and gentle.

But this made her lose all the strength to escape, as if there was a huge hand constantly toying with her body in the palm of her hand.

No matter how she ran away, it would be useless. As long as that big hand wanted to, she could close her palm at any time.

The girl's hood was gently pulled off, and her vision suddenly became clear, but she could not see further.

She looked at the "rich man" who didn't move even half a step in front of the steps.

why?

She asked silently, and as if the "rich man" heard her, he turned around with a smile on his face and looked into the girl's tearful eyes without any hint of guilt.

A hand went around the girl's shoulder, pinched her cheek from behind, and forced her head back to lean against a piece of cold softness.

The Queen's cheek pressed against hers affectionately, her lips brushed against the shell of her ear, and she uttered a whisper that made her shudder:

"Aren't you satisfied yet, my daughter?"

He gently kissed away the tears in the corner of the girl's eyes - but the girl could not feel any tenderness from this kiss, only the pressure that belonged to her "mother".

"Again..." The girl could no longer suppress the cry in her throat and closed her eyes in despair, "Kill me once?"

"Kill you?"

Feeling the tightening force on her cheeks, the girl's expression was squeezed out of shape:

"I just want to tell you that whether you live or die, it should be decided by me."

"During this period, you have done a lot of things on your own."

The hand tightened tighter and tighter, clearly not strangling the girl's neck, but making the girl's breathing become more and more rapid, like a fish that had been stranded for a long time.

"Cough cough."

The "rich man" spoke at the right time, interrupting the "warm" scene of "mother and daughter meeting".

"Your Majesty, my mission is accomplished."

The Queen of Winter's eyes, which were no different from those of a young girl, finally raised their eyes. The moment she looked at the "rich man", a cold light seemed to flash through her.

"I don't need to hold you accountable for your little actions under my nose, and those people can survive."

The Queen's index finger caressed the girl's lips. There was no ups and downs in her voice, but murderous intent could be heard:

"Never again, I don't have a second daughter who can make you guilty and meritorious service."

The "rich man"'s eyes swept over the girl without leaving a trace, clearly seeing the hatred and disappointment in her eyes, and he turned around without any hesitation and walked toward the door.

The heavy door closed again, and only the queen and the girl were left in the oppressive space.

"Everything...was arranged by you?"

The appointment of the "rich man", the experiment of the "doctor", the journey to the solstice, and even the existence of "death"——

She knew that it might even be done under His instruction.

She never, ever stepped out of her hands.

The so-called freedom and the so-called resistance are nothing but a dream under His hands.

Tears brewed at the end of her eyes for a long time, and finally left cold traces on her forehead. She took a deep breath, and then compressed her lungs to the extreme, as if she had spit out all the life in one breath, causing a physical suffocation feeling. To cover up the mental loss.

"Won't you kill me, mother?"

The girl released all her strength and let herself collapse in the Queen's arms:

"As you can see...I won't stand up to you."