The Top Villainess Wants to Whitewash

In the middle of the night, the cool tone leaning against the door had fallen asleep.

With a soft creak, the closed door was opened, and the cool sound of being awakened. He looked up and saw the man who was about to leave the ink robe.

"The King!" Liang Yin hurriedly saluted, and the man just left a word coldly, without turning his head back: "The deity is going to bed, go and put the water."

When Liang Yin heard the words, his pupils shrank slightly.

Is this for a bath? Or let her serve? !

At this moment, she suddenly regretted that she had used a man's dress to become the personal guard of the most sinister city monarch.

A personal guard, as the name suggests, a guard who needs to serve personally.

In the luxurious hall, water mist was drenched, and warm water vapor spread throughout the room.

Liang Yin poured the last bucket of hot water into the bath, wiping his sweat.

For an entire hour, she was pouring water without stopping.

And the man in the ink robe half lying on the bed of colored glaze flowers kept his eyes closed and said nothing.

I don't know if I fell asleep.

"My lord, the water is ready." Liang Yin stood beside the man respectfully, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Help the deity undress?"

The man opened his eyes, and his **** eyes cast a cold glance at her.

In the shadow of the mask, people can't see the thoughts of the man's eyes.

"What?" Liang Yin thought he had heard it wrong, and looked up at the man who had already stood up, his eyes filled with doubts.

"If you don't understand, just change someone else." The man glanced indifferently, turned around, and walked toward the bath.

"I, I understand!" The cool tone responded hurriedly.

If it is true that someone else is changed because of this, then where does she have the chance to get the Wannian Jinshi? !

Layers of clothing are placed on the screen.

Liang Yin looked at the man's smooth and pale back, his eyes darkened, and a look of disappointment crossed his eyes.

There is no scar on his back, even the skin color is different, he is really not him.

Knowing the result, she still had a glimmer of hope before.

But now...

Is it because you miss that person too much? That's why he couldn't help putting his shadow on others.

"What are you thinking?"

The man leaning in the water suddenly said, pulling Liang Yin's thoughts back.

"It's nothing, it's just a little sleepy." Liang Yin scooped up the water and gently showered it on the man's shoulder.

The man looked at the swaying reflection in the water wave, his eyes were full of emotions: "You go back and rest first, the deity will come by yourself."

The room was very quiet, only the sound of splashing water.

Just as Liang Yin was about to leave, he was stopped after two steps.

"When leaving, prepare a cup of soothing tea for the deity."

Upon hearing this suddenly, Liangyin's pupils shrank suddenly, and her heartbeat kept beating until she left the door.

Anshen tea... what a great opportunity!

Jiaojie's moon was covered by dark clouds. In the side room, Liang Yin poured the powder in his hand into the teacup.

Shaking it lightly, the white powder completely melted into the water.

"My lord, here comes tranquilizing tea." Liang Yin put the Duanpan in his hand by the bath.

The man leaned on the shore and picked up the teacup.

At this moment, Liang Yin's whole body was stretched to the extreme, a heart pounding nonstop,

Seeing the tea was delivered directly into the mouth by the man, there was no pause.

At this moment, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally succeeded!

Seeing that the man had fallen asleep on the table.

She quickly turned around and began to search for Wannian Spar.

She found every drawer, every corner. But there was nothing she was looking for.

Where is the Wannian Jingshi hidden? !

This is her last chance!

In the entire hall, Liang Yin went back and forth to find it, but no trace of Wannian Spar was found.

Where is it? !

With an anxious look, she turned her head violently, hit the man's chest with a bang, and staggered to the ground.

When he saw the man in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was as pale as paper in an instant. All hope disappears...

At this moment, the string in her mind suddenly broke.

Her eyes seemed to have turned into a twilight old man, falling into a dead silence.

"Is this the purpose of your bodyguard?"

Liang Yin lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He drugged the bloodthirsty and cruel Lord of Vatican City, and was about to steal his things, but was finally discovered...

Are you going to die? fair enough.

"Ah……"

Liang Yin laughed out loud, looking a little desperate.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I'm just laughing at myself." Liang Yin covered his mouth, tears falling to the ground.

Obviously smiling, but it makes people feel very distressed.

She choked to death and despair: "I laugh at how ridiculous my life is. All the people who love me leave me, and the people I love will never reincarnate?

And I still live alone in this world, there is no way to deal with my situation, the city chief kills and kills, I have nothing to explain. "

Time seemed to stand still, and the north wind blew across the branches outside the window with a rattling noise.

In the dark night, in the hall, it took a long time for a man's emotional voice:

"It's snowing, the first snow of the year."

When Liang Yin heard the words, he was suddenly startled.

When I raised my head subconsciously, I saw snow falling outside the half-open window, and there was silence in the dark night.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Liang Yin didn't understand that all of these things she did tonight were a capital crime that would never be restored.

Why didn't he kill her?

"What are you looking for is the ten thousand year spar?"

The man's tone did not fluctuate, but Liang Yin's heart trembled when he heard this.

She looked up at the blood pupil behind the man's cold mask, and she was completely stunned.

The indescribable feeling is like a person who has sunk into the bottom, being pulled up by someone, and is about to surface.

"How did the city lord know that I need ten thousand years spar?"

"Because all the treasures in this room are placed, except for the ten thousand year spar."

Under the man's cold mask, his thin lips have turned into an arc: "What spiritual creature do you want to repair?"

Listening to the man's answer, Liang Yin instantly fell into the abyss again.

Sure enough, it was his illusion, why at this time, he would always fantasize and expect that the Lord Vatican is him.

"I want to repair the realm of reincarnation." Now that it is, Liang Yin has little meaning in hiding it.

She is dying anyway.

"The realm of reincarnation?"

Hearing this abruptly, the man's clenched palm under his ink sleeve was already shaking slightly.

"What do you need to do in the world of reincarnation?" The man looked at the cool tone, and the emotions surging in his eyes were all covered by shadows.

"I want to find the meaning of my life, if he is still alive. No matter how hard it is, I want to live until I can see him for the last time.

But if it really disappears, then let me disappear too, even if my soul is gone, I want to be with him. "

The red figure flashed in Liang Yin's mind, her chest seemed to be torn, and her tears fell like a broken thread.

And she, who was immersed in grief at the moment, did not notice that scarlet blood was dripping under the sleeve of the man in front of her.

That's because the grip is too tight and the nail is stuck in the palm of the hand.

After a long time, Liang Yin heard the questioning voice above the man's head:

"Do you like him?" 　　 couldn't hear any emotions, as if just asking casually.