647. The true identity of the prisoner is—Ilyasviel! Is this a spoiler?
"Don't you have nothing to say? Jis...sister?"
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
No matter what Illya's purpose is, Xingke said that he doesn't know anything.
"Oh, really? If you don't want to admit it, forget it." Illya rolled her eyes nicely: "The facts are always there anyway, and you can't maintain your magic forever."
"My magic power is sufficient, my magic can last forever."
The invincible strong man Xing Ke expressed his dissatisfaction.
"I know. But it's time for you to admit it, right? After all, there are very few options."
"...I know."
Compared to the infinite line of fate, it is clear to everyone that the options left to individuals are pitifully few.
"Then I'll ask for your cooperation then, my dear 'mother'?"
"Well, it's my responsibility, mother Illya, to help you, a stupid kid who has pushed yourself into a corner. I'm much better than the father of a kid who's trying to kill himself without permission." Miss Illya was very confident.
Said with satisfaction.
It seemed that she really enjoyed this tacit understanding with Xingke and the feeling of communicating with each other, which gave her a strange sense of satisfaction deep in her heart.
The sharing of secrets and tacit cooperation by his side now make Illya not ask for more.
If the water flows slowly and the years pass, this life will be long in the future.
One day...
"Then, things have been decided happily. I'm going to take a bath first. My stamina is a bit overdrawn today..."
Xingji didn't try to guess what Illya was thinking at all. He stood up directly and prepared to go to the bathroom. He spent the whole day in the sunny day with ice and melting snow. Even with the protection of magic, he still felt a little
"Chilling".
"Eh? Do you want to come with me? I'll rub your back?"
"No need, I want to enjoy it alone now." Xingji walked away without looking back.
"That's such a shame."
Illya did not catch up until Xingji warmed up her body, dried her long hair, and went to the kitchen to drink iced milk. When she came back, Illya had already turned off the lights and lay down on her own.
So Xingji remained silent and lay on the other side of the bed... When exactly did it happen? The two of them agreed to sleep together?
That night, Xingji slept peacefully.
When Xingji realized it, it was already morning.
But I don't want to get up.
The place around me was empty, no one else existed.
But I don't want to get up.
The angle of the sun's rays already implies that the current time of the star is definitely in double digits.
But I don't want to get up.
She had obviously regained her self-awareness early in the morning. When Ilia got up, Xingji had a hazy memory, but Xingji subconsciously dispersed her consciousness and continued to enter a submersible sleep.
Then, when I realized it, time had passed ninety degrees quickly... It was this feeling of wasting time and doing nothing, it was simply wonderful.
Over the years, if Xingji had wasted three-quarters of his time without the help of sleep, he wouldn't know what he would do. His personality might even be even worse than it is now.
Then, I don’t know when, the moment the door opened, the soundproof barrier lost its effectiveness. Multiple, group-like footsteps filed in from outside...
"My dear, I'll do it. Gentleman, please stop."
Suddenly I heard Madam Reina's voice, and the next second the door to the room was closed.
"Lijie, Lena, help Xiaojis up..."
"Yes, ma'am."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two people coming up next to his bed and lifting his quilt...
The cold air came suddenly. Although it was not very strong, it instantly pushed Xingji away from his sobriety and had to get up.
The dazed Xingke was helped up by the two maids with their arms.
Then with his eyes half open, he gradually woke up and saw Madam Reina's eyes staring at his face very close at hand...
"Well, good morning, Grandma, are you here to wake me up?"
After groaning, Xing felt that his mouth was a little dry, his voice was a little hoarse, and his head was dizzy... the consequences of staying in bed.
"Well, you are really too young, did you make a mistake?" Mrs. Reina looked a little sad, and then made up her mind and said:
"Little Keith, believe grandma, it will be over soon..."
The next moment, Xing felt two sinful hands on his chest, and his nightgown slipped down...
"...Ilias, why are you hiding this from us?"
In the living room of Cavendish's house, Mr. Sherlock sat there solemnly and asked Ilia.
And Illya also had a serious face, and said with a little sadness in her seriousness:
"Father, this is mainly due to Geese's own wishes. He made mistakes to maintain his dignity, and I can't bear to see him in pain and be shaken by his beliefs... I am really sorry."
"This kid...does he know what he is doing?" Sherlock frowned.
"He knows that he is so smart, but it is precisely because of this wisdom that he has become an obstacle, right? This kind of mistake is also made by many people when they were young."
"Could it be caused by the inheritance of knowledge?" Sherlock suddenly thought.
But Illya shook her head and said:
"I'm sorry, I don't know... maybe it is, maybe it's not."
Hearing what Illya said, although Sherlock was a little unwilling, he still sighed and let it go for the time being.
"Master foster father, you..."
Seeing Mr. Sherlock's serious expression, Diana sitting aside didn't know what to say.
"Diana, it's okay. Lena and I are very sorry for suddenly raising such a topic and making life arrangements for you without authorization... We were too whimsical." Mr. Sherlock nodded seriously to Diana.
He nodded and apologized.
But Diana was just stunned for a moment, and then laughed it off:
"What are you talking about, Lord foster father? Things have not reached that level. And you are also worried about the inheritance of Cavendish. I have never regretted becoming the daughter of you and Lord foster mother?"
"That's it... I'm sorry, Diana, for letting you see our embarrassing side... We, we really didn't expect this, obviously..."
Diana's expression became a little ashamed: "No, Lord foster father, no one expected that things would be like this. This is not your and Lord foster mother's fault..."
At this moment, as if specifically to break the dull atmosphere, the door of the living room was knocked.
Immediately, the two doors were pushed open at the same time, and Mrs. Reina walked in with her head held high and an expression of indescribable happiness on her face. She stood in front of everyone, took a deep breath, and whispered softly:
"Come on, my lovely child, stand up and get to know everyone again~"
Immediately, Mrs. Reina pulled the petite girl she was holding in front of her and showed it to everyone.
Her long silver-white hair was spread out, and she put on a silver hollow headdress; her slender figure put on the light blue chiffon dress that was popular in Mrs. Reina's childhood, with a big bow decorated on her chest, and her feet were lightly stepped on.
The elevated blue leather shoes make the legs even more beautiful...
Chapter completed!