ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Christmas has finally arrived.

Every year on this day, people take to the streets, beat drums and blow bagpipes, and celebrate the end of the old year in their own unique way, and look forward to the new year in the same beautiful and tranquil way.

It is a festival full of good expectations, whether it can be realized or not, so Christmas is also called the Day of Peace.

However, this year's Peace Day is destined to no longer be peaceful.

The sound of horses' hooves broke the calm of Xiangye City, bringing a touch of the atmosphere to the upcoming major celebration.

A large number of samurai from the Lord's Mansion were dispatched, and officials from all over the Judicial Administration took to the streets en masse, keeping their eyes on every suspicious outsider.

Any teenager in his or her fifteenth or fifteenth year of age was brought into the office for repeated questioning, and Huyglier's portrait was once again plastered all over the streets of the city. The knights took to the streets, in droves, with murderous faces, and the whole city became terrified by this.

The discordant killing atmosphere dilutes the joy of the festival and touches the hearts of every citizen.

People are talking:

"What the hell is going on, and why are so many samurai on the streets?"

"I heard that there was a man named Hue Igler. ”

"Oh my God, you're saying that the nationally wanted criminal, Thuy Igler, has come to Leafy City?"

"It's not impossible, is it?"

"It sounds terrible, it's a murderer, I've heard that he assassinated an Imperial dignitary. ”

"Who knows, but anyway, the news is making the whole city boil. ”

"I'm more concerned about Christmas. I just hope that the big deals won't be canceled because of this. ”

The commotion of the outside world could not disturb Xiuy, who was in his room writing in a hurry until Clarice outside hurriedly pushed the door open.

"Fink. Clarice called softly.

"Wait a minute, that's fine. Huey stepped up his writing.

After writing the final payment, he looked back at Clarice, "Is there anything wrong? ”

"Outside there are people from the Department of Justice and Justice, and they are searching for Siegler everywhere, and I heard that he has arrived in Xiangye City. Clarice said eagerly.

"What does that have to do with me?" Huey shrugged.

"They're arresting all the teenagers around the age of sixteen, so don't go out today. Clarice said, looking directly into Huey's eyes.

"I'm afraid it won't work, Clarice. The Brownies have invited me to dinner, and I have agreed. ”

"No, you can't go!" cried Clarice, "They don't have good intentions for you!"

Xiu Yi stopped her, "Clarice, it's your big day in Lanya, why don't you go back and stay with the girls?" Don't worry, I can take care of myself. ”

"But ......"

She didn't say any more, just grabbed Shue's arm, and her eyes were already flashing with anxious tears.

The two of them fell silent at the same time, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Huey thought for a moment, picked up the book he had written long ago from the table and put it in Clarice's hand.

"What is this?" Clarice was stunned.

"New scripts, no song and dance troupe can eat for a lifetime with a single play, you need new scripts, after Turandot, there are more and better programs waiting for you to perform. After leaving Xiangye City, the stage of your appearance is so vast, and there are still too many people for you to conquer. ”

"But...... I ......"

Xiui covered her mouth: "Take a look, it has the answer you want." ”

Clarice looked at Huey in amazement.

His hand was running through her length, and he gently leaned her on his shoulder, and whispered in a gentle tone, "Actually, no one has ever seen that you are a gentle and attentive woman, right?...... Thank you so much for all you have done for me these days. ”

Clarice was flustered for a while, and she shook her head repeatedly, "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Clarice, you're a smart man. I've noticed that after our first intimate encounter, you haven't been as affectionate to me as Daisy and Lanti have been. On the contrary, you are more distant from me. I've taken a look and now it's been you cleaning my house every time in the last few days. You've cleaned up so clean that you don't have a head left. ”

Hearing the last sentence, Clarice's face turned pale.

Huey gently plucked off a head and presented it to Clarice's eyes. At that root, there was a little bit of golden light.

Putting his arms around Clarice, he whispered, "Thank you, I know you're doing it for my good." ”

"I ...... I just don't know what to do. Clarice covered her mouth and wanted to cry.

"That's exactly why I was reluctant to give you any explanation in the first place. I don't want to influence any of the decisions you make...... You know Clarice, you're such a fool, I gave you a chance, but you gave up...... You should have exposed me. ”

"Nope. Clarice hugged Huey's body, "I can't do it." ”

She lay in Huey's arms and sobbed uncontrollably, allowing Huey to gently pat her back.

These days, she has spent her time in contradictions and pain. After she realized that Xiu Yi was Xiu Yi Glare, her reason told her more than once that she should immediately expose Xiu Yi's existence to the Department of Justice and Justice. But her feelings tell her that things are not as simple as she thinks, and that Hue Igler is clearly not the murderous madman on the wanted post.

How the hell is she going to deal with it? It was very painful for her.

So before she made a choice, she chose to hide as much as possible the signs of Sigh Igler's existence.

But she didn't expect that Xiui had already noticed Clarice's behavior.

A woman in love is afraid of herself, and therefore the abnormality of her behavior, is too easy to detect.

Looking at the panicked Clarice, Huey sighed. He pointed to the book he had placed in Clarice's hand: "Read it." ”

Clarice obediently opened the script that Huey had given her, and read softly: "The Count of Monte Cristo?"

"Yes, it's not really a script, it's just a story...... I wrote it specifically for you. ”

She looked at Xiui with puzzled eyes.

"It came from a story I had heard since I was a child, but the background of the story was too big, so I modified it a little. The approximate meaning is the story of a persecuted teenager who spent a long time in **, finally broke free, and finally fought back. Sounds corny, right?"

"A persecuted teenager ......," Clarice savored the meaning of the sentence. She looked at Hue, "That boy...... What kind of persecution did he receive?"

Xiu Yi replied slowly: "He was sent to a desert island as an experiment, and in addition to heavy work, there is only ** that may come at any time." ”

"Oh my God. And what about later?"

"As you know, he escaped. ”

"And then, will anyone hunt him down?"

"If no one knew about his escape, there would be no one. But if he had taken revenge before fleeing and destroyed that sinful hell, there would have been many people chasing him. ”

Clarice covered her mouth slightly.

She finally understood.

Huey was telling her everything in his own way.

Xiu Yi picked up a few more scripts from the stage and stuffed them into Clarice's arms: "The one just now is just a story, and now these are the real scripts." Check it out, I think you'll like it. ”

Clarice instinctively turned the page.

"Carmen?" she looked at Huey.

"Yes. Huey laughed, "Carmen, Macbeth, and La Traviata." I've written all the best stories I know here, and I hope they will be helpful to you. ”

"You're leaving?" asked Clarice.

The woman's sensitivity makes her aware of the meaning of farewell in the other party's words. Although she had long known that the boy in front of her had decided to leave today, she still hoped that the other party would change his mind.

Xiu Yi gently kissed her on the lips, "You know I can't stay here forever, that's not good for you." ”

"I'm not afraid ......"

"Don't say stupid things. Huey stopped her, and he put his arm around Clarice and whispered, "Don't tell Daisy and Lanti, they won't be able to take it." At least don't let them know until the show is over. ”

Clarice nodded wordlessly.

Taking out the letter he had just written, Hue said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What's the busy?"

"In a few hours, the Brownie family's carriage will come and pick me up. I'll go to the brownie family dinner before you go to the theater. After I get into the carriage, you give this letter to the samurai of the Lord's Mansion near the inn. ”

Clarice looked down and saw that it was written: Lord Ablit himself.

"I don't understand ......"

"Don't understand, Clarice, don't ask anything. Promise me not to open this letter under any circumstances, and if anyone asks about you, you will say that you wrote it, you know, and believe me, and if you believe me, do as I say. ”

Clarice looked at Xiui in a daze, and she bit her lower lip slightly, "Yes, Fin...... Gram, I believe in you. ”

It was almost dusk when the Brownie family's carriage arrived in front of the inn.

The butler waited respectfully at the door of the inn to greet Xiui.

Standing at the window, Xiui looked coldly at the patrol on the street. A large number of samurai were still roaming around, and all young men who were about fifteen or sixteen years old were arrested and interrogated.

After a group of samurai from the Lord's Mansion arrived at the door of the inn, Xiu Yi said to Clarice, "After I leave, you immediately give the letter to the samurai, and then go to the theater to prepare for the performance, understand?"

"I don't think you're going to come to our show tonight, are you?"

Xiu Yi glanced at Clarice affectionately and said slowly, "Yes, tonight, I have a bigger show. ”

Looking at Huey's back as she walked out of the inn, Clarice's eyes were already moist.

She noticed that there seemed to be an argument at the door of the inn.

A certain samurai appears to be about to take Hue away for interrogation, but the Brownies prevent them from doing so.

The quarrel was loud, but Xiu's face remained calm.

It wasn't until the Brownie family repeatedly vouched for their family's reputation, claiming that it was an important guest of their family, and that it could never be Sieuglier, that the samurai let them go.

As Hue got into the carriage, he glanced at Clarice at the window and stole his finger at the samurai who had just quarreled with the Brownies.

Clarice understood immediately.

The carriage was gone, and Clarice hurried out of the inn and said to the warrior of the lord's mansion, "My lord, I have a very important letter to give to my lord. ”

"What letter?" the samurai asked casually.

Clarice looked at the back of the carriage in the distance and said softly, "I want to ...... It has something to do with Hue Glore, whom you're hunting around. ”