Spotted By the Hero’s Villain’s Mother

    The iron door that had not been pushed for a long time made a harsh sound.

    Ju Yao slowly squatted down and looked at this bloodline woman whose life was in danger.

    The warm light of candles could not warm the woman's pale or even blue face.

    The woman was not in a coma, she seemed to have spent a lot of energy before she lifted her heavy eyelids.

    It was the same blue eyes as Shuri and Hiron.

    The age of the other party does not seem to be very big in the blood family, but the expression conveys the meaning of old age.

    "Human?" Her voice was duller than the rubbing noise when she pushed open the prison door. She hadn't spoken for a long time, hoarse and tired.

    "Yes..." Ju Yao looked at her worriedly, "Are you imprisoned here?"

    The other party avoided the answer, just moved his lips and said with difficulty: "Why are you here? Has the blood race been captured?"

    There was fear and guilt in her eyes when she said this.

    "No, this is Christoburg in the Black Forest, you should know where it is."

    The woman nodded with difficulty, "I know... or Lord Leng Si... as the leader of the blood clan?"

    "Yes." The woman lowered her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Why are you here?" she asked again, "How did humans step into Frost... Maybe this is Snow..."

    "This story is very complicated," Ju Yao smiled friendly, trying to make the other person less vigilant, "My name is Ju Yao, I came here by accident, how about you?"

      It's dangerous."

    Her hair was untreated, like dry grass, messy and dull.

    Ju Yao asked: "Dangerous? Did you get caught? Did Leng Si keep you here?"

    The woman's eyes were blank, unable to answer a series of questions, she stared blankly ahead, and said nothing.

    "...you leave, it's very dangerous here." After a while, the decaying flower made a sound.

    "Why is it dangerous?" Ju Yao sat next to the woman, looking at the wall just like the other party, bending his knees and hugging his legs, "I came here because of danger."

    She seemed to be telling a very relaxing and pleasant thing, "One day, there was a despicable and shameless villain designed to force me into the old noble district. Small conspiracy, I will do my best to instruct the driver to come to the Black Forest. After hearing the terrible legend of Christoburg and the Black Forest, I am still determined and brave not to choose to run away like the driver, but resolutely broke into the castle and became a rescue princess knight."

    Ju Yao pointed at himself and finished a legendary experience of praising himself.

    The woman was silent for a while, wondering if she suspected that Ju Yao's arrival at Fort Christo was adding fuel to the story, boasting and exaggerating.

    "The knight who saved the princess?" The woman shook her head, "There is no princess here, you came to the wrong place."

    Ju Yao shook her head following the frequency of the woman, she stretched out her hand that was holding a small lamp, cold as ice, "This is an analogy, look, although I don't look like a knight, But I have infinite power under my small frame."

    This young human who is so cold that his teeth are chattering and is not adapted to the cold temperature, speaks like a ridiculous lie.

    The woman did not ridicule, but said calmly: "Don't worry about me, there is no princess here, and there is no need for a knight's rescue."

    Ju Yao retracted his hand tremblingly, and the light trembled.

    "You don't admit that you are a princess who needs to be saved, but my position as a knight will not change." Ju Yao emphasized.

    The woman wanted to laugh a little, but when the corners of her mouth twitched, her face felt uncomfortable.

    She stayed here for too long without any movement. If this human named Ju Yao hadn't woken her up yesterday, she might have died in her sleep.

    "Knight?" The woman spoke as if she was stepping on a knife, but she insisted on finishing her speech, "You are more like cheese, cheese that is hard after freezing."

    “…”

    Ju Yao knew that this "princess" with a very low desire to survive was not an ordinary poisonous tongue.

    It took a while for the woman to force a smile, and then she felt that she had put a lot of effort into just laughing, and she thought it was funny and laughed out loud.

    This kind of crazy look to outsiders made the woman's tense nerves relax, "I'm sorry."

    "It's okay, I'll laugh by myself every now and then."

    The woman looked at Ju Yao, who was wearing heavy clothes and wrapped tightly. Although she was so weak, her whole body exuded energy and vitality.

    "My name is Iman."

    Ju Yao said again, "My name is Ju Yao."

    Iman, who chatted with Ju Yao for a while, stretched out her hand to trim her hair, even if this action did not change anything, her legs were slowly flattened, and she no longer looked like she was curled up and fearful. The withered appearance seems to have changed, and the barren soil blooms beautiful flowers, "How long have you been here?"

    "About three or four days? Add in the few days you left before, and it adds up to seven or eight days."

    Iman's dying feeling gradually disappeared, "Humans stay in the Black Forest for a long time, and they will be inseparable from the Black Forest."

    "Why?"

    "Black Forest is a fantasy created by Lord Lengsi, and it is integrated with Lord Lengsi's private mansion. Do you feel that the temperature in the Black Forest makes you very comfortable, not because of the abnormal temperature in the Black Forest , but this is not a real place." Iman said for a while, gasping for breath, "This basement is real, cold, this is the real temperature."

     "The longer you stay in the Black Forest, the lower your ability to judge and discern, and over time, you will no longer find a way out, and you will not be able to get out." Iman's voice became smaller and smaller. , but said it more smoothly, "I can leave the Black Forest during the day because the influence of the illusion during the day is smaller than that at night. As long as you go in one direction, you can always go out, but not at night."

    Ju Yao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "But I couldn't go out during the daytime last time."

    Iman said: "You are weak, if you don't leave, you can't leave. In the morning, leave if you can, don't stay here, otherwise, you can't leave alone."

    Ju Yao rested her chin in one hand, co-authoring that the one who is now imprisoned is her.

    "What about you?"

    "Me?" Iman sighed, "There are cages everywhere, where can I escape."

    Just from one end of the cage to the other.

    "Since there are cages everywhere, then you should look around." Ju Yao carried the candle, the candle was about to burn out, "There is no place to be restrained."

    Iman looked forward blankly, "I'm fine here, only myself, no joy or pain, died quietly, no regrets, and will not bring regrets to anyone."

    Ju Yao slowly moved to the position in front of Iman, staring at Iman's green eyes, "But, you are in pain, and you have regrets."

    Iman moved his lips, "No."

    "You don't think you are so good now. Before I came, you just fell asleep, but you didn't leave this world. You will still have joys and sorrows when you wake up."

    Iman was not afraid that someone would stab her in the heart, but she still lowered her head, "Then... I still...don't stay in this world."

    Ju Yao was stunned for a moment, and quickly changed his words, "Oh no, I mean, look, what did God send me to save you, what did it mean? It means that the other world doesn't want you, this world needs you ."

    "You... save me?" Iman doubted, "But I'm not a princess, and you're not a knight."

    Ju Yao didn't want to struggle with this wrong analogy, and pointed to himself, "You see me who is smart, brave, talented and beautiful, don't you have the pursuit and yearning for the beauty of the world?"

    Iman said honestly, "I think if you stayed with me, you would die before me."

    Ju Yao can't hear the truth.

    "Then you think about me, let's go out to chat, you are not locked up anyway." Ju Yao continued to induce.

    Iman was unmoved, "Since I'm locked here, I can't run away because I'm not chained."

    Such an idealistic view will only make Ju Yao think of the boring philosophy books that beauty reads.

    "Then you have the heart to watch me die here?"

    "But you're not chained, and you're not locked up."

    Ju Yao clutched her heart in pain and learned from the other party, "Since I'm here, I can't leave because I don't have the shackles."

    Iman felt that Ju Yao was not very smart, and that Ju Yao knew everything, she couldn't see through this strange but friendly human being.

    "You are not me, I have no face to face this world." Iman lost, "You have a great future, if you live. What I have left in this world is endless darkness, regret and torture."

    Ju Yao put the small lamp on the ground and carefully held Iman's face, "How can you be so beautiful, how can you be faceless?"

    Even without a mirror, Iman can imagine his own decline, "You don't understand, this is my retribution."

    Ju Yao put down his hand, "Retribution refers to the corresponding result of what you do, if you think that being locked up is your punishment for your mistakes, you should be here Feeling endless restraint and pain."

    The candlelight reflected in Ju Yao's eyes, like a dizzy layer of warmth.

    "But I think you are here more for relief, you are running away, so this is not retribution, you use this as your safe haven, a hiding place."

    Iman buried her head, her blonde hair concealing her expression at the moment.

    "...really...yes...yes." She interrupted.

    The open door, the unchained, the basement that can be entered at any time, so, isn't she imprisoned?

    Is she choosing to escape?

    "Did you really do something wrong?" Ju Yao asked.

    "Yes." Iman slowly raised his head and saw Ju Yao's outstretched hand.

    "Then let me take you away."

    Iman stared at this hand, hesitant, hesitant for a moment, retracted like an electric shock, and hugged himself again, "I'll stay here."

    "Why?"

    "I shouldn't have contact with humans, I shouldn't leave without permission, and you and I will be implicated."

    Ju Yao asked cautiously, "Did Leng Si keep you here?"

    Iman hugged himself tighter, "…Yes."

    Ju Yao's voice trembled slightly, "Why are you imprisoned here by her?"

    The various rumors I heard before rushed into Ju Yao's mind.

    Iman didn't answer, she heard Ju Yao continue to ask, "Could it be that love can't be as rumored? Cruelly imprisoned?"

    "...everything is my fault."

    "That's because you love Leng Si and can't?"

    Iman is not in the mood to explore whether Ju Yao is joking or not, at least now she is empty. When it comes to Leng Si, the vitality of Ju Yao's recovery is gradually annihilated, as if the candle is about to burn out candle.

    The lights are getting dimmer.

    "Love is the real yoke." Iman's voice was barely audible.

    This made Ju Yao think of the low-level emotions that beauty often criticizes, but she said: "But you have no love now, and you are still trapped in it and cannot escape."

    Iman fell into a deeper silence.

    Before the candlelight completely disappeared, Ju Yao got up with the lantern, "I'm leaving, won't you come with me?"

    There was only a muffled voice in front of me.

    "It's better for me to stay here."

    Ju Yao walked out of the cell and gently closed the door.

    She looked at Iman, who was bound by the surrounding darkness and could not break free.

    "Then let me ask one last question, is the owner of the castle Leng Si?"

    "It's Lord Lengsi."

    Ju Yao's breathing slowed down, "Does she live in a castle?"

    "This is the sleeping place of Prince Lengs."