After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

【wedge】

This is Yan Haoyue’s second year in Nanyang.

During the Lantern Festival, the streets of Nanyang were decorated with lights and colors. Xiao Yan rarely let down his guard and only took one of his men, Lao Ying, with him on the trip.

As perceptive as Xiao Yan was, he could vaguely sense the murderous intent lurking among the crowd.

The old eagle following behind him also noticed it, and stepped forward and whispered in Xiao Yan's ear: "Master, let's go back, something is wrong."

But Ye Xiaowu, who rarely does this in a century, grabbed his arm, pointed to a stall selling lanterns on the street, and smiled at him with bright eyes and white teeth: "Ayan, I want that little tiger lantern!"

Xiao Yan's hand that was touching the gun suddenly froze, "What did you call me?"

She smiled innocently and sincerely: "Ah Yan, aren't you my fiancé? Besides, didn't you tell me not to call you Master Xiao like an eagle? Can't I call you Ah Yan?"

"..."

Xiao Yan took back the hand that was touching the gun, grabbed her slender waist, and pulled her tightly into his arms, "You can scream whatever you want."

Yan Haoyue saw from the corner of her eye that the corners of his lips were slightly raised. The curve was very shallow, but she caught it.

The moment she lowered her eyes, the smile in her eyes disappeared instantly and she became calm instantly.

Tonight, she is going to escape from the Lantern Festival.

She informed Xiao Yan's archenemy Su Cha.

Su Cha's men will find the right opportunity to attack Xiao Yan.

Once Xiao Yan gets caught in a fight, she can take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Old Eagle still felt something was wrong and couldn't help but remind him, "Master, let's go back after buying the lanterns."

Xiao Yan bought the little tiger lantern, and Ye Xiaowu was having fun with it. He pointed to another stall, and naturally pulled his arm again, saying, "Ayan, I also want that little fox mask!"

She looked at him with great delight.

She has been in Nanyang for so long, and this is the 700th day she has been with him, but there has never been a day like tonight, with a smile so bright that it reaches into her eyes.

It can be seen that she is really happy tonight.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of white hands that were holding his wrists.

Yan Haoyue thought he had noticed something wrong and his heart was beating fast.

The streets are bustling during the Lantern Festival.

A father and daughter walked by. The father bought a bunny mask for the little girl. The little girl happily patted her father on the face and said, "Thank you, Dad!"

Xiao Yan walked to the stall and bought her the little fox mask.

He suddenly pulled the person into his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "Ye Xiaowu, I also bought you a mask, how do you thank me?"

"Oh, thank you."

The man frowned, "That's it?"

Yan Haoyue also saw the interaction between the father and daughter.

Just when Xiao Yan's face darkened, she raised her head and kissed the corner of his lips.

A fleeting kiss.

In fact, this kiss did not arouse any desire. It was so light and bland, but for no reason, it stirred the lake of his heart.

He looked at her in the bright lights of the hanging lanterns, lowered his head to her ears, and asked in a rude tone: "Ye Xiaowu, how old are you?"

She replied as a matter of course: "I'm twenty-six."

"Only children kiss others like this. Twenty-six-year-old adults stick out their tongues."

"..."

Under the light, her ears were visibly red.

Xiao Yan curled his lips and smiled, pinching her hot earlobe with his fingers. He had been holding guns for many years, and his fingertips had already formed thin calluses. His earlobe was itchy and his tailbone felt numb as if it had been electrocuted.

Xiao Yan took the little fox mask from her hand and was about to put it on her.

She grabbed another fox mask from the stall: "How about you wear one too?"

Xiao Yan frowned slightly and refused.

He used to wear a mask, but after coming to Nanyang, he finally didn’t have to wear a mask anymore and lived arrogantly with his true face. He hated all masks.

For a moment, Yan Haoyue hesitated for a few seconds whether to insist, but this thought was as fleeting as the kiss just now.

She finally put down the fox mask in her hand and let Xiao Yan put it on her.

They held hands and walked in the crowd like an ordinary couple.

Yan Haoyue looked up at him through the fox mask, with a slight touch of emotion in her eyes - while God gave Xiao Yan an incomplete and tragic life experience and helplessness, he also gave him the best brains and the ultimate appearance.

It was obvious that he had not even attended university, and in terms of academic qualifications alone, he was actually semi-illiterate, but he was fluent in multiple languages. When he was brutal, he could shoot anyone alive with one shot, but when he was elegant, he could play Chopin's "Fantasy Impromptu" with her in four hands.

Before she met Xiao Yan, she had never thought that brutality and elegance could appear in the same person in such a complex way, noble and unbridled. Judging from his appearance and temperament alone, Xiao Yan did not look like a desperate playboy.

This man, in this land of Nanyang, which is a low point of civilization, used force, wisdom, and blood to stand at the pinnacle of power and became the behind-the-scenes ruler of the largest organization in Nanyang.

She had to be on guard and had to be afraid.

A moment later, there was chaos on the street.

People with fox masks emerged from the surging crowd one after another, each holding a weapon in their hands.

The old eagle was startled and quickly grabbed his weapon: "Master! Something's happening!"

Xiao Yan looked on coldly, as the bustling crowd around him bumped into his shoulders.

Yan Haoyue took the opportunity to shake off his hand and blended into the crowd wearing a fox mask.

It was at this moment that Xiao Yan realized something was wrong. While drawing his gun, he looked back at the crowd, his eyes full of cruelty and disappointment.

Ye Xiaowu!

She really wanted him to die.

But she's going to be disappointed!

He has no other abilities except the ability to survive.

The sound of wooden warehouses continued to be deafening on the street, and the group of people wearing fox masks were soon surrounded by Xiao Yan's men who were ambushing in the dark.

The reason why he dared to wander around the streets alone with Ye Xiaowu was because he had already taken precautions.

A dozen people wearing fox masks were subdued and crawled on the ground.

Xiao Yan sat there casually and relaxedly, holding a small tiger lantern and shaking it gently with his bony fingers.

He looked down upon the ants on the ground.

He raised his chin slightly and signaled his men to remove the masks of these people.

As they uncovered the faces one by one, none of them belonged to Ye Xiaowu.

Xiao Yan sneered.

You run pretty fast.

The next second, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his finger bones tightened so hard that he almost crushed the handle of the lantern.

"Bring Ye Xiaowu back to me!"

……

Yan Haoyue was captured when she fled to Nanyang Wharf. She was held down by two mercenaries on the shoulders and could not move.

The tall and straight figure of the man walked towards her, he crushed the fox mask on the ground and almost covered her.

He held up the little tiger lantern and fiddled with it nonchalantly in front of her eyes, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Didn't you just pester me to buy you a little tiger lantern? Now you don't want it anymore?"

Yan Haoyue's face turned pale, and her watery eyes stared at him tremblingly: "What do you want?"

He stood there, looking at her for a long moment, as if he was really thinking about what to do.

After a moment, he smiled slightly: "You teamed up with my mortal enemy to kill me, but I am lucky enough to still be standing in front of you. If I were dead, you wouldn't be able to see me now, and who would send you the little tiger lantern?"

He was clearly smiling, but that smile was creepy and cruel.

"Little fox, what do you say we should do?"

The crushed fox mask on the ground seemed to be her fate.

Yan Haoyue was usually very courageous, but at this moment, his teeth couldn't stop trembling: "You... just kill me."

Xiao Yan sighed softly: "I can't bear to do that. If you want to kill me, you owe me a life. How about this, give me a child."

One life for another.

fair.

Extremely fair.

But he was so bad that she trembled all over.

Xiao Yan had already signaled to his two men to let go of her shoulders. At that moment, she felt weak all over and almost fell to her knees in front of him.

Xiao Yan pushed aside her cold fingers and put the handle of the little tiger lantern into her palm. "Hold it well. It would be rude to throw it away."

Yan Haoyue's knuckles were pale and trembling as he held the handle of the lantern.

Xiao Yan picked her up and held her sideways, still smiling nonchalantly: "Why are you shaking? It's just giving birth to a child, not killing you."

On the 700th day after she came to Nanyang, her feet were shackled with iron chains, and she was completely trapped in this world, as if... she could never escape again.

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[Demining: This chapter is the prologue of the Haoyue chapter. The next chapter will go back to the beginning of the story when Haoyue first came to Nanyang. This is forced love, don't bring in the three views of reality. If you don't like this, don't raise the three views of reality because of the type of forced love and yandere. In addition, the setting of this article is in the fictional Nanyang, which is a low-lying civilization. The world view is to gain power through violence and force. Let me say again, don't bring in the three views of reality in this article. People like Xiao Yan can run as far away as possible in reality. Happy reading~]