The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

Lilupal did not answer the question directly. She pointed at the chaotic crowd below, which was no longer in the order of the past, and asked a question in return.

"Remember the last time we talked?"

“…This is your punishment for me.”

"Yes, the dynasty you worked so hard to build is on the verge of collapse, and your successor is greedy and corrupt. I gave him unlimited power just to make him fall more painfully! Hahaha..." Lilupal laughed.

"I regret that you didn't witness the destruction of Gul City. Fortunately, you are alive and come to see me."

A blush of happiness appeared on Lilupal's face, and she was like a child who couldn't wait to show off her masterpiece.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, the exiled Huramdin, the King with the Brass Mask will soon arrive in Gul. It will be a fire that will burn all your blood and heart, and the Hirui will just rebuild their home in the ashes, but it will be extremely fragile."

"Soon, the black destruction arrived as expected."

"madman!"

"Many people call me that," Lilupal said without giving a shit. "Even if you call me that, I'll accept it."

Unreasonable!

"…Do you enjoy humiliating yourself so much?"

Lin Ye suppressed his anger and questioned Lilupal.

"Shilin obviously loves you, the Scarlet King also wants you to be redeemed, the Flower God has not forgotten your daughter, and there are obviously people who value you, so why do you give up?!"

Lin Ye suddenly thought of Miyu Chiyo. This girl did nothing wrong, but she suffered an unfair fate. She was beheaded by her beloved child and died in Daoqi's arms.

In order to escape the fate of being chased, Lin Ye and Chiyo are exhausted. Now Lilupal can easily get the opportunity to change Chiyo's destiny, but she throws this easy opportunity into the bottom of the abyss herself.

I pity their misfortune and hate them for not fighting back!

Upon hearing this, Lilupal took a step back. She looked at Lin Ye for a long time. For the first time, an inexplicable emotion arose in her heart. It was not as strong as hatred, nor as light as indifference.

This is an injustice.

"Because the people who loved me are gone! Everything is fake!" Lilupal finally opened his heart, his vision blurred by tears and his voice trembling.

At this moment, she is no longer an evil spirit that brings disaster to the country and the people, but a lonely ghost who has been lost for a thousand years.

"You—you refuse to give me your love... I can only pursue falling, at least it allows me to clearly feel the pain."

"That's not the case," Lin Ye said, "I admire you, your abilities, and your character of daring to love and hate."

"If you hadn't been so intent on ruining the trial, we should have reconciled and returned to the real world together."

"There is no one in the outside world who needs me, and no one I look forward to." Lilupal kept shaking his head.

"Then I will..." Lin Ye didn't finish his words.

Lilupal's eyes were red, and he stared at Lin Ye without saying a word.

“…What exactly is love in your eyes?” Lin Ye asked.

Lilupal couldn't answer it. It was the first time someone asked her such a "simple" question.

Realizing something, Lilupal's expression froze, and then her face turned pale, and she said in despair.

"I don't know... I don't know... Olmaz's love, the sweetness of the past makes me feel nothing now... Mother's love is too far away, I have forgotten it..."

Lilupal has been busy pursuing love, but the irony is that she doesn't even know what kind of love she is pursuing.

Lin Ye wanted to get close to Lilupal, but she resisted him like crazy and he ran away in embarrassment.

Lin Ye chased after her, but he didn't know what means Lilupal used to cut off her connection with Lin Ye, including her breath, and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Ye looked at the setting sun and laughed to himself, what kind of tragedy is this?

Happiness is indeed created by contrast.

Originally Lin Ye was quite emo, but when he met Lilupal who was even more emo, he felt embarrassed to continue to be depressed.

Anyway, there is no need to worry about Shireen's safety. The next step is... a meeting with Kisra.

The riots in the downtown area are so serious, it is impossible for Kisra to just ignore it.

Chapter 627 Seventeen Nights

Year 33 of the Gur calendar, the night of honey, the palace.

Lilupal leaned over to Lin Ye who was lying on the sickbed. The man had died not long ago and his body temperature was still there, so she lay on top of him, feeling his gradually cooling temperature.

The redness of the eyes was not due to crying too much. On the contrary, tonight Lilupal tasted the taste of tears for the first time.

"Twenty years, and I have come through a thousand years of hatred." Lilupal said to himself.

In the dark night, Lilupal got her wish and touched Lin Ye's skin. Of course, although the Water Lily Girl was a lunatic, she was not a pervert. She just wanted to hug Lin Ye tightly.

After a long time, Lilupal stood up. She knew it was time for her to leave and plan the excommunication.

Hiding her body, Lilupal came to the palace gate where the moonlight was shining. She looked at the city of night pearls and gazed into the dark distance. Suddenly, she felt empty inside.

When Lin Ye was still alive, Lilupal always had someone to lean on in his heart. Even if it was hatred, when revenge was taken, one would feel lost, not to mention that Lilupal's extreme hatred for Lin Ye included extreme love.

Perhaps she should do it herself, cutting the body into pieces? Lingchi? Drawing the body apart by five horses? Hanging the head for public display?

Lilupal kept muttering to himself, thinking about various punishments, but the punishments became lighter and lighter. However, if Lin Ye knew about this, he would shout that someone here was guilty of molesting a corpse!

All in all, Lilupal looked very cool when she cursed Lin Ye, but the way she ran back to the dormitory, carrying Lin Ye on her back was very funny.

Originally, Lilupal planned to pick up Lin Ye in a princess hug, but then he thought that this was too easy for him, so he carried him on his back instead, bumping around a lot, and it got smoother.

Yes, this is the whole process of the disappearance of the human king Olmaz on the night of honey.

When the servant discovered the next morning that Lin Ye had disappeared and the honey was all over the ground, he was horrified and quickly informed Princess Shilin.

Xilin rushed to the bedroom in a hurry, but did not see her father's body. For the first time, she, who had a good temper, got furious and overstepped her authority, ordering all the guards in the royal city to search Lin Ye.

In fact, the Queen Mother eloped with my father.

Working day and night, Lilupal placed Lin Ye's body in the Five Oases, near the Eternal Oasis, built a hut, and guarded it for three years, waiting for the situation to change.

Kisra was grieved by the death of his father. In order to stabilize the government, he lied to the people. The holy body of King Ormaz was successfully buried. After a ceremony, Kisra ascended the throne and was later called Parvizrawan.

With a father who was too outstanding, Kisra was under tremendous pressure. He spent three years to govern the country in an orderly manner and eliminate the problems accumulated by the previous dynasty.

This is already an emperor who is above qualified.

Even so, Kisra still felt that he could not be compared with his father. The historians recorded that he would always be regarded as the second in line throughout the ages.

Kisra, the ever-victorious spirit with the blood of the spirit-suppressing spirit, could not stand the feeling of being inferior to others. Wasn't the reason he stayed in Gur City in the first place to surpass King Ormaz?

Kisra once remembered that he asked his father what his ideal was, and his father's answer was unforgettable for his whole life.

Create an ideal country for mortals on earth, called Utopia, the same as the Eternal Oasis.

As a son inheriting his father's ambitions, Kisra was too aggressive in governing the country. He was like a shepherd who whipped the whip hard and demanded that the sheep produce a certain amount of milk a day. The unrealistic indicators led to exaggeration.

Parvezlawan should have noticed that before this, a woman came to him.

Late night in the palace.

“…Mother.”

Standing in front of Parvizrawan was Lilupal, whose appearance had not changed for decades. Her wine-red eyes were seductive in the moonlight, and her faint smile was like the tongue of a venomous snake. This made Kisra feel cold instead of missing his long-lost mother.

Lilupal took a step forward and Parvezrawan took a step back.

So, Lilupal walked around Parvizrawan, took a few steps to the throne, sat down as it should be, crossed her thighs, and looked at her offspring with interest.

This year, Parvezrawan is 28 years old, no longer young. In addition, people in the desert tend to mature early, so his face is solemn and dignified, and he does not show any emotion.

"Are you surprised that I'm still alive?"

"What are you talking about? I am naturally happy that my mother is safe and sound. Where have you been all these years?" Parvizrawan asked with concern.

“The so-called maternal love means that even if your son has bad intentions, your mother will still love you.” Lilupal chuckled.

“…How dare I.”

Parvezrawan said this on the surface, but he never believed that Lilupal had any love for him and his sister.

There is love, but not much, because Kisra and Shireen are false substitutes.

"You think that I had a conflict with your father and was exiled by him. Now that I have returned to Gul City, you are afraid that I will take away the throne you are so reluctant to give up, right?"

Lilupal's jade-white hand stroked the throne, which was inlaid with more gorgeous gemstones than he remembered.

Tsk, your taste is so poor, he is obviously my son.

Parvizlawan observed the situation and his intuition told him that the facts were not as he had guessed.

"In a few days, it will be your birthday." Lilupal raised her hand, and a black box appeared. She said, "This is a gift from your mother."

"This is?"

"A magic box that will grant your wishes."

"You really want to surpass your father, right? Crush him in every aspect without a doubt. Then the people will only praise you, Parvizlawan... Your Majesty."

Parvezrawan said solemnly, “I will do it in my own way.”

"You can't do that."

"It can be done!"

Parvizrawan knew that Lilupal had accompanied her father all the way from a shepherd to the King of Kings. She knew her father's merits and achievements better than anyone else. Therefore, the only thing she could not tolerate was Lilupal's cruel denial.

"Why don't you take a look at what it is before making a judgment?" Lilupal was very patient.

Parvizrawan shook his head. He had just lost his composure and was impulsive, and couldn't let Lilupal bring him into the rhythm.

"Have you ever thought about it," Lilupal described a grand blueprint to Parvezrawan, "the desert is no longer a desert, flowers and grasses are everywhere in the distance you have seen and have not seen, every sand dweller no longer has to endure famine, no longer craves for rain, and strangers will praise the Gur City Dynasty as an oasis country..."

"Your Majesty the Red King is the incarnation of the scorching sun, and you will offer the best prayers to Him. Teyvat is centered on the city of Gur. King of kings? No! You are the king of the world!! The sun never sets in the territory of Gur, that is - the sun never sets!"

"In this thousand years and in the next thousand years, people in the future will not mention you because you are the descendant of Ormaz. Your father should be honored by your existence."

"You are the one and only His Majesty Parvezlawan. You are the true emperor who will be looked up to by billions of people until the universe collapses!"

Parvizrawan was originally a life created by Lilupal alone. His weaknesses were clearly known to his creator. With the help of Lilupal's ability to bewitch people with beautiful dreams like night lilies, Parvizrawan was obsessed with the prosperous scenes described by Lilupal. He was just about to pull down the first throne and hammer it, doing this [heavenly law] himself.

The second generation king of the city of Gur couldn't extricate himself. His heart was suddenly clenched and pulled upwards infinitely.

"...But in reality, you can't even beat your father. You know, three years have passed, and there are people who mourn King Olmaz, encounter injustice, and curse Parvizrawan, and their words must be what the former king said when he was alive..."

"Even if you were given ten thousand years, you would never be able to surpass it."

Lilupal's voice suddenly turned cold, pulling Parvezrawan back to reality from his sweet dream, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"no no!"

Parvez Ravan shouted angrily.

"Accept this birthday gift of maternal love. The city of Gul will be reborn under your governance, and even the God of Wisdom will admire it." Lilupal said softly.

"..."

Second night.

Shilin looked much more haggard.

We clearly agreed to celebrate together, and we even chatted for a long time last night.

Time heals scars. Three years have passed, and Shireen is almost getting over the psychological trauma of losing her father.

Lying alone in her big bed, Shilin couldn't sleep. She closed her eyes and counted crocodiles. Suddenly, she felt a gust of wind blowing by, and a warm and fresh body hugged her.

Shireen suddenly opened her eyes and saw Lilupal at close range.

"Mother!!"

"Shh-"

Even though the maid outside was knocked unconscious, Lilupal still made a gesture to keep quiet.

"Didn't you...go to Moon Maiden City?" Xilin whispered.

"I came to see you, daughter." Lilupal lay on his side on the bed, stroking Shireen's little head with one hand.

A mother and daughter, both with white hair, the daughter looks sickly, the mother is charming and graceful, the picture of them sticking together, just thinking about it...

"Mother, father, he, he..."

Originally, Shireen was a little afraid of Lilupal, but because the situation happened suddenly, people are always emotional and fragile at night, and coupled with Lilupal's gentle and fragrant maternal love, Shireen buried her face in it and sobbed softly.