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It was a cold and cold afternoon, dark clouds overlapped, and the sky was all gray.

Huixue dragged her long skirt and the White Wolf King into the holy courtyard, and the other guards were ordered to stay outside. In the empty space, there were only the dull footsteps of the two of them one after the other.

There are 24 stained glass panels around, each side is engraved with grotesquely distorted circles, and a swollen black spot is added in the center, like the eyeballs of countless observers, clinging to the direction of Huixue's walking, a meal Turned stiffly.

The skirt brushed lightly on the carpet, Huixue sat on the bench in the first row, and the White Wolf King walked straight to the altar.

Countless withered white flowers piled up the altar table, and the candle holders on both sides slowly dripped melted liquid.

Without the presence of a priest, the White Wolf King alone opened the heavy book on the stand, and facing the huge portrait of the god hanging on the pipe organ in front of him, piously and affectionately, he chanted earnestly:

"My beloved wife, I ask you with sincerity to forgive me for the stupid crimes I committed back then!"

The gorgeous and serious atmosphere, the exaggerated behavior of the man is normal, Huixue has been quietly watching all his performances on the seat, with no expression on his face, like an ornament.

Ever since Huixue came to the palace, the White Wolf King had been like this. Every day when it was getting close to dusk, he would bring her to the holy courtyard and listen to him recite the so-called "Atonement Sutra" sincerely.

Day after day, repeated rhetoric and the same actions, trying to wash away the mistakes he had made.

"My delicate wife, look quickly, the girl behind me is as beautiful as the first snow, do you know who she is!?"

He suddenly turned around and pointed at Huixue, and said plausibly: "She is the crystallization stone of our beautiful love! I have already found her back!"

After speaking, he took the holy water on the table, faced the portrait of the divine master, kneeled down with his legs bent, poured the holy water that can purify all filth directly from his head, and drenched his whole body.

Huixue pursed her lips, her eyebrows frowned slightly and then calmed down within a few seconds. She sat upright and continued to welcome the man's next move.

The White Wolf King hurriedly walked up to Huixue's side, and sat down, with a sad expression, his eyes out of focus, floating somewhere in the air, leaning on Huixue's lap like a child who made a mistake, babbling and began begging her for forgiveness:

"Aileen, can you forgive me, forgive me?"

"I have built a cemetery for you, you will sleep there forever, don't wake up to pester me again, okay?"

The colorful light reflected from the glass window shone on Huixue's body, and she wanted to be like a mother exuding benevolence and kindness, stroking the top of the wolf king's head over and over again to comfort this disabled man.

"Irene, the throne needs an heir. I have lost the ability to bear children, and I was ridiculed by insiders for being incompetent. Even the woman who accompanied me laughed at me. You love me so much, you absolutely don't want me to live in shame for the rest of your life!"

"I've already taken your daughter back, so I'm not ashamed of you. Just let me go, Irene! Don't torture me anymore!"

Numerous naked male and female believers are carved on the wall. They sincerely and faithfully kneel before the God, exposing their crimes, uncovering their ugly desires, and reciting the Atonement.

Day after day, year after year.

Never stop.

"Gui'an, Princess Gray Snow."

As the dinner time approached, the maid held the sides of her skirt and saluted Huixue as an aristocrat. She obeyed the Wolf King's order and led Huixue to the dining place on time every day.

A crystal lamp made of agate stone sways from the ceiling.

The portrait of the lord hanging on the wall was a little dusty.

The White Wolf King and she were sitting at the two ends of the long table, and there was a line of luxurious meals and feasts in front of them. They both ate very silently and hardly talked during the period.

The atmosphere of low air pressure can't be dispelled, no matter how much the distance between the two is filled, it can't be satisfied, just like this palace, no matter how resplendent and magnificent it is, it still can't hide the fact that they live in the palace. inner emptiness and anxiety.

This is an extremely beautiful shell, a lofty and noble shell that the whole people admire and yearn for just talking about it.

Can also be limited to the shell.

On weekdays, the White Wolf King would go into politics and hold meetings with councilors and ministers from various districts, so he didn't control and restrain Huixue very much. Compared with the past, Huixue was relatively free, but now Huixue seemed to have lost his desire to explore the outside world.

She didn't go out, and just stayed in the dormitory all day long.

Obviously there is no shackles on the body, but the heart is imprisoned in place by some invisible shackles.

The servants have little impression of their wolf princess, obviously not a completely orthodox white wolf, but somehow has the title of princess.

Fortunately, that wolf princess has a quiet and low-key personality, even so withdrawn that she doesn't deal with people, and never causes trouble. She is almost transparent in the palace, has no dangerous influence, and there are not many concubines who can be jealous.

Into late autumn.

The trees in the back garden that change with the seasons bloom bright brown-orange red, like a hot flame, and like dry, cracked soil.

Huixue walked aimlessly into the path among the trees, a very long path that seemed to have no end.

Walking without subjective consciousness, when I was on the way, I suddenly found that I didn't know why I had to come out.

Hui Xue was stunned for a moment, a little flustered, and just when she was about to turn around and run back to the dormitory, she heard footsteps gradually approaching from a distance.

Huixue moved the wolf's ears, and heard more detailed low-pitched conversations, not just one person.

Subconsciously, she burrowed into the nearby bushes and hid herself.

A man in a white coat walked to a relatively secluded place accompanied by the white wolf king, and the conversation revolved around:

"Wang's recent physical examination has passed all the tests, and I think the cure for his inability to move must be within reach."

The White Wolf King smiled with renewed vigor, "That's for sure, I've already asked Irene for forgiveness so sincerely, she will definitely soften her heart."

The doctor nodded in agreement, paused for two seconds to think, and hesitated:

"The princess brought back by the king...is it really the heir born by the king?"

The White Wolf King looked at him silently for a few moments, without changing his original color, and added a somewhat ambiguous smile for a long time:

"Who knows."

Whether it is or not is not important, what the White Wolf King wants is just a carrying object that can be used for atonement.

Bring back the 'natural daughter', recite the Sutra of Atonement to Irene, and bestow Huixue with the title, so that he can complete a series of repentance, confession, forgiveness, and penance to relieve the obstacles and pain in his heart, and thus get a A kind of self-forgiveness and self-touching comfort.

Because she didn't care if it was her own at all, that's why she took her back that night just because she thought Huixue looked like her mother.

The title of princess put Huixue on the top of the pillar of power for the time being, but in fact the center of the pillar was very empty, and would collapse if pushed, causing the people on top to fall to pieces, and no one around would lend a helping hand to her.

Very strange, Huixue suddenly felt that everything in this world was very strange to her.

Such a noble and comfortable life often makes Huixue feel suffocated, very stuffy, as if any actions that people around her do to her are for some kind of private interests of her own.

She began to be unable to distinguish everyone's faces, became more and more silent, unable to express happiness or sadness, and became a numb life.

The days continue to climb forward without a goal.

In the middle of the night, Huixue was lying on the bed repeatedly unable to fall asleep, her heart ached so badly for some unknown reason, she turned up and walked slowly to the watchtower of a tall building to breathe.

It is already early morning, the sky is shrouded in darkness, and the thin moon is looming.

All sounds are silent.

Huixue stood on the watchtower, facing the vast sea area, a towering lighthouse stood on the shore, the light spun round and round until reaching the sea surface, the water surface was dim and fluctuating without rhythm.

The air was very cold, and Huixue shrunk her shoulders slightly. When it was approaching the cold weather, she was used to hugging her tail to keep warm, and the fur was very comfortable.

Huixue touched the back, her expression stopped immediately, and she suddenly found that the place was already empty.

Yes, she already has nothing.

Huixue leaned against the railing weakly, covered her face with her hands, felt the oppressive darkness wrapping around her body step by step, penetrating into her flesh, chewing her heart, her internal organs were It was about to be stuffed with foreign matter until it exploded!

Huixue violently raised her head to pant, as if a big ship was approaching from the distant sea line, shining bright white light, blinding Huixue's vision.

There was a force pulling her into the scorching light, Huixue walked blankly in the white corridor, there seemed to be a stele at the end, and beside her was a thin woman figure, her back was facing her, standing far away There, the naked, grey-purple carcass was covered with bruises from being brutalized during his lifetime.

The woman turned around slowly, opened her arms towards Huixue, and Huixue recognized her at the first sight, she called her mother in a panic, and ran over as hard as she could.

Mother must have come to pick her up!

Huixue hugged the woman's body tightly, her eyes were red with tears, her throat was choked up, just when she was about to open her mouth to express her grief to her mother.

The face of the mother in front of her suddenly distorted. Pieces of flesh and blood fell and rotted, and the blood flowed all over her face. Two pairs of sharp rabbit horns grew out of the skull, and the hands that were holding her tightly folded like broken bones. Grabbing Huixue's throat and forcing her to suffocate, he screamed at her like a wraith:

"You killed me!! You're going to hell!! 13! You're going to hell!!"

The fuzzy lips were torn apart with blood, as if she was going to swallow Huixue's head in one mouthful. Huixue was terrified, shivering and pushing her away desperately, her legs were limp and she sat down, "It's not me! Kill you!" It's not me!!"

All the tense nerves contracted sharply, the throat was cut and oxygen was deprived, the pressure kept approaching Huixue from all directions, there was no room to breathe, Huixue suddenly covered her ears and screamed hysterically, knelt on the ground and yelled While kowtowing violently at her:

"It's not me, it's not me!! That woman killed you!! If you want to find her, you can find her, okay!!"

"I don't want it! I don't want all of this!!"

"Grey snow, gray snow?"

Suddenly, the voice in front of her became clear and sweet, Huixue was stunned, and opened her empty eyes suspiciously.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her.

A beautiful existence that radiates warm light and can soothe all her pains.

As if on the verge of collapse, Huixue hugged her cold and trembling corpse helplessly, her throat hoarse, with a trembling cry, she kept shouting:

"Hug me, Alisa, hug me." Hug her as warmly as before, she is too cold, she really can't hold it.

Countless turbulent waves turned up from the sea surface and rolled the gray snow into the turbulent water, struggling, uselessly struggling, and the onlookers on the shore regarded her as a plaything of torture, and applauded her like a comedy to perform until everyone was satisfied.

After a long time, the black mist dissipated, and the red full moon gradually brightened.

A female corpse floated on the sea.

"Ha!!" Huixue came back with a violent gasp, her split body curled up on the edge of the railing and trembling.

She gasped heavily uncontrollably, her whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and tears had already scratched her face.

After a long time, Huixue leaned her head up against the railing, closed her eyes and gradually calmed down, hiding the pain in her body again.

Night Breeze penetrated her empty body and dragged her out of the nightmare.

But the saddest thing is that she really found out after she woke up from the dream.

It was a nightmare from which she would never wake up.