novelraw Chapter 213 Hello, My Puppet Prince (40)
Chapter 213 Hello, My Puppet Prince (40)
Chapter 213 Hello, My Puppet Prince (40)
"what's up?"
"I heard that His Highness was injured, and I'm a little worried."
The queen's face was sullen, and her attitude towards Ding Bao returned to the previous one.
"I haven't seen you all morning, but now I know to care?"
Ding Bao didn't say anything, he just looked down at the dirt on his feet just now, and then heard Si Yin's voice.
"I'm fine, come here."
The tone was still as blunt as ever.
Ding Bao walked forward silently, and then sat down next to Si Yin. When he first sat down, he heard the queen's dissatisfaction.
"It seems that you are still far away from becoming a princess."
"That's what the queen taught me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Si Yin directly handed the cup in his hand to Ding Bao. Ding Bao paused, then took the cup and turned around and put it on the table.
"What did you come to see me for?"
Si Yin cut to the chase.
Ding Bao didn't beat around the bush either.
"The pony was begged by His Highness himself, and he is usually docile and quiet."
"That pony hurt me, and you're pleading for it now?"
The queen's face darkened, and she became more and more dissatisfied when she saw Ding Bao.
But as a queen, she naturally cannot interrupt the conversation between the prince and the future princess at this time. As a distinguished elder, she will only express her opinions when she needs to make decisions and judge. This is the rule of the royal family, and it is also what the queen has always followed rule.
Ding Bao's face was pale, his lips were trembling slightly, and his hands on his lap were rubbing anxiously.
"Does Your Highness really have the heart to kill that pony?"
After she finished speaking, she looked up, her eyes flashing with anxiety.
Si Yin looked into her eyes, feeling an unspeakable discomfort welling up in his heart.
Those eyes reminded him of that beast again, he gave it the best life and the most love, but after just ten years, it easily handed over its loyalty to others, showing him as a stranger , to repel his approach, and even hurt him today!
Si Yin is used to controlling everything, whether it is a human or an animal, he wants to control everything in the palm of his hand.
Especially the things he likes and cares about, he can't tolerate the slightest loss of control, that pony has completely betrayed him, it is obedient to everyone, but it is not obedient to him.
Si Yin couldn't control the anger and disappointment in his heart, and the only way to alleviate it was to make the pony out of his palm disappear forever, and it would have to pay the price for its choice.
So when the queen made the decision to execute it, Si Yin didn't stop it, but he didn't stay at the scene either.
He didn't want to be soft-hearted, and he didn't want to endure betrayal anymore. The pony's eyes would make him make irrational judgments.
And now those familiar eyes appeared in front of him again.
Dark and round, with sadness mixed with a softness that made him irritated.
Si Yin reminded herself over and over again that Ding Bao was the same as a pony, her meekness did not belong to him alone.
"It doesn't know how to cherish my love. It always wants to escape from me and rush to another person. Why can't I bear it?"
"Your Highness, love is not a constraint. If you love it, at least you can't hurt it."
Si Yin stopped looking into Ding Bao's eyes, and his voice became colder.
"It hurt me first. Don't talk about it, you go back."
This time Ding Bao didn't say anything more, stood up silently, saluted and said goodbye, turned and left silently, her footsteps paused slightly the moment she passed through the flower field, her back seemed to be saying something.
Si Yin took a deep look at her, and followed her back until she disappeared completely.
The Queen felt the change of mood in him.
"Do you like Ding Bao?"
A gust of wind blew by, accompanied by the rustling of flowers and leaves, Si Yin didn't hesitate much.
"Yes, I like it, I like it very much."
How much do you like it?
he does not know.
It should be a little more than liking for the pony, but compared with love, it seems a little less.
His liking is manifested in his connivance, knowing that Ding Bao can still maintain his sanity even when he violated himself, and tried to think about the problem that just happened from her perspective.
like last night.
His anger didn't last long, and he quietly thought about all the causes and consequences in the following time.
That is, it is not easy to change Ding Bao's belief and piety immediately. He needs to take it patiently and slowly, disintegrate the position of Allah in her heart little by little, and gradually change her thoughts and beliefs so that she can fully understand that prayer does not matter. Can not solve the suffering, he can.
Si Yin felt that ten years of silence gave him patience.
At this time, Ding Bao stood in the corner of the small garden, bent down and picked a red rose in full bloom, and sniffed it gently under her nose. When the wind blew by, she murmured softly, as if Talk to the flower in your hand.
"Don't worry, we need to take our time"
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Ding Bao didn't go through the main entrance, but walked into the palace from the back door, walked up the small stairs, and locked himself in the room at last.
Allah on the wall is enduring endless suffering for mankind.
Ding Bao faced the silent man in the painting, the darkness swallowed all the light in her eyes.
"O Allah, our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Our air, our water, our food , to us today. Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For the kingdom, power, and glory are all yours forever. "
Ding Bao lowered her head and muttered, and finally she made a devout gesture, holding the necklace that had been hanging around her neck in her hand and kissing.
Listening to her prayer, Bazahei somehow felt that Ding Bao in front of him became more and more strange and frightening.
She is what she says she is.
She can become a demon concubine who stirs up troubles and evil, can become a witch who is innocent, kind and inferior, and now she can also become a devout and noble believer with faith and gods in her heart.
It's as if she could be anyone.
But who is she?
Who is the real her?
Bazahei didn't dare to disturb her when she was praying, because she was so devout that even the gods would be deceived by her.
So it waited until Ding Bao finished praying before asking in a low voice.
"Where did you learn these prayers?"
Ding Bao's complexion returned to normal, and his tone became relaxed.
"Oh, an old lady who was in debt believed this thing. In order to make her pay back the money, I memorized a whole Bible."
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Bazahei was silent for a long time, and the Ding Bao in front of him regained his familiar appearance, and asked while holding back his doubts.
"Then what should we do now? Really let Si Yin kill that pony?"
Ding Bao turned around and walked to the balcony, looked down at the horse under the banyan tree, shook his head calmly, and spoke contemptuously.
"I'm a devout believer, of course I won't let it die."
(End of this chapter)