Christmas is finally here.

On this day of the year, people will take to the streets, beat drums, blow bagpipes, celebrate the end of the old year in peace in their unique way, and look forward to the same beautiful and peaceful new year.

This is a festival full of people's beautiful expectations, whether it can be realized or not, so Christmas is also called the Day of Peace.

However, this year's Peace Day is destined to be no longer peaceful.

The rapid sound of horse hooves broke through the calmness of Xiangye City and brought a touch of atmosphere to the upcoming major celebration.

A large number of warriors from the lord's house were dispatched one after another, and officials from the Legal Affairs Office took to the streets collectively, focusing on every suspicious outsider.

Any teenager who is about fourteen or fifteen years old will be taken into the office for repeated interrogation, and the portrait of Hui Glair was once again posted throughout the streets and alleys in the city. The knights took to the streets, in groups, with murderous faces on their faces, and the entire city became panic.

The discordant killing spirit dilutes the festive atmosphere of the festival and touches the hearts of every citizen.

People were talking about:

"What happened? Why are there so many warriors taking to the streets?"

"I heard that I was going to arrest someone named Shuiglair."

"Oh my god, are you saying that the nationwide wanted criminal, Soiglair, came to Baby Leaf City?"

“This is not impossible, right?”

"This sounds terrible. That's a murderer. I heard that he assassinated a certain empire's man."

"Who knows, but no matter what, this news is making the whole city boil."

"I care more about Christmas. I just hope that the big discounts from those businesses will not be cancelled."

The noise outside could not disturb Xiu Yi at all. At this time, he was working hard in his room until Clarice outside hurriedly pushed the door open and entered.

"Fink." Clarice called softly.

"Wait a moment, that's good." Xiuyi stepped up the writing movement.

After writing the final signature, he looked back at Claris: "Is there anything wrong? Claris."

"There are people from the Legal Affairs Bureau everywhere. They are searching for Shu Iglare everywhere. I heard that he has arrived in the city of Baby Leaf." Clarice said anxiously.

"What does that have to do with me?" Xiuyi shrugged.

"They are arresting all teenagers who are about sixteen years old. You should not go out today." Clarice said in the eyes of Shuyi.

"I'm afraid this won't work. The Clarice Brownie family has invited me to the dinner, and I have agreed."

"No, you can't go!" Clarice shouted: "They have bad intentions to you!"

Shuyi stopped her: "Claris, today is your big day in Lanya. Why not go back and stay with the girls? Remind them about what you need to pay attention to. Don't worry, I can take good care of myself."

"But……"

She didn't say anything, but just grabbed Xiuyi's arm, and anxious tears were already flashing in her eyes.

The two of them became silent at the same time, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Xiuyi thought about it, picked up the book he had written long ago from the table and put it in Clarice's hand.

"What is this?" Clarice was stunned.

"No new script can be eaten by a song and dance troupe for a lifetime with a play. You need a new script. After Turando, there are more and better programs waiting for you to perform. After leaving Wanye City, you will show that the stage is so vast, and there are so many people who need you to conquer."

"But...I..."

Xiuyi covered her mouth: "Look, there is the answer you want inside."

Clarice looked at Xiuyi in shock.

His hand was passing through her length, leaning her gently against his shoulder, and whispered in a gentle tone: "Actually, no one has ever seen you as a gentle and careful woman, right?... Thank you very much for everything you have done for me these days."

Clarice was panicked and shook her head repeatedly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Clarice, you are a smart person. I noticed that after our first close contact, you were not as intimate as Dess and Ranti. On the contrary, you became even more distant from me. I observed it and found that you have been cleaning the house for me every time in the past few days. You have cleaned up very cleanly, not even a single one left."

Hearing the last sentence, Clarice's face turned pale.

Xiu Yi gently pulled out one head and presented it to Clarice. At that point, there was a little golden light shining.

Holding Clarice, he whispered, "Thank you, I know you're doing it for my own good."

"I...I just don't know what to do." Clarice covered her mouth and wanted to cry.

"That's why I was reluctant to give you any explanation at first. I don't want to affect any decisions you make... Do you know Clarice, you're really a fool. I gave you up, but you gave up... You should have exposed mine."

"No." Clarice hugged Xiuyi's body: "I can't do it."

She lay in Xiuyi's arms and kept sobbing, allowing Xiuyi to gently pat her back.

These days, she has been living in contradictions and pain. After she discovered that Xiu Yi was Xiu Yi Glair, her reason told her more than once that she should immediately expose Xiu Yi's existence to the Legal Affairs Office. But her feelings told her that things were not as simple as she imagined. Xiu Yi Glair was obviously not the murderous madman on the wanted order.

How should she deal with it? This made her extremely painful.

So before she made a decision, she chose to hide the signs of Shueigra's existence as much as possible.

But she didn't expect that Xiuyi had long noticed Clarice's behavior.

The abnormal behavior of a woman in love is so easy to notice.

Looking at the panic-ridden Claris, Soui sighed. He pointed to the book he put in Claris's hand: "Read it."

Clarice obediently opened the script that Shuyi gave her and read it gently: "Earl of Monte Cristo?"

"Yes, it's not really a script, it's just a story...I wrote it specifically for you."

She looked at Xiu Yi with puzzled eyes.

Xiu Yi said softly: "It comes from a story I have heard since I was a child, but the background of the story is too large, so I modified it a little. It probably means a story where a persecuted boy finally broke free from his freedom and finally fought back after spending a long time in the middle. Does it sound like a cliché?"

"Some persecuted boy..." Clarice savored the meaning of this sentence carefully. She looked at Xiuyi: "What kind of persecution did that boy...had he suffered?"

Xiu Yi replied slowly: "He was sent to a deserted island as an experimental product. Apart from the heavy work, the only thing waiting for him is that he can come at any time."

"Oh, my god. What about then?"

"As you know, he escaped."

"What then? Will anyone chase him?"

"If no one knew about his escape, there would be no one. But if he took revenge before his escape and destroyed the sinful hell, then there would be many people chasing him."

Clarice gently covered her mouth.

She finally understood.

Xiuyi is telling her everything in her own way.

Xiuyi picked up a few more scripts from the stage and stuffed them into Clarice's arms: "The one I just did is just a story, and now these are the real scripts. Look, I think you will like it."

Clarice instinctively opened the pages.

"Carmen?" She looked at Shuyi.

"Yes." Shuyi smiled, "Carmen, Macbeth, and the Camellia. I wrote all the best stories I know here, and I hope they will help you."

"Are you leaving?" Clarice asked anxiously.

The woman's sensitivity made her realize the farewell in the other person's words. Although she had known for a long time that the boy in front of her had decided to leave today, she still hoped that the other person could change his mind at this moment.

Xiu Yi gently kissed her lips: "You know I can't stay here forever, that's not good for you."

"I'm not afraid..."

"Don't say stupid things." Xiuyi stopped her, and he hugged Clarice and whispered: "Don't tell Des and Ranti that they will not be able to bear it. At least don't let them know until the show is over."

Clarice nodded silently.

He took out the letter he had just written and Xiuyi said, "Can you do me a favor?"

“What’s the busy thing?”

"In a few more minutes, the carriage of the Brownie family will come to pick me up. I will go to the Brownie family dinner before you enter the theater. After I get on the carriage, you hand over this letter to the lord's house warrior near the hotel."

Clarice looked down and saw that it said: Lord Ablitt personally opened.

"I do not understand……"

"Don't understand, Clarice, don't ask anything. Promise me, don't open this letter anyway. If anyone asks you, you say that the letter was written by you, do you know? Believe me, if you believe me, do what I said."

Clarice stared at Xiuyi in a daze, and she bit her lower lip slightly: "Yes, Fen... I believe you."

It was almost dusk, and the Brownie family's carriage came to the hotel.

The butler was waiting respectfully at the entrance to welcome Xiuyi.

Standing at the window, Xiuyi looked coldly at the patrol team on the street. A large number of warriors were still patrolling around, and all the young men, who were about fifteen or sixteen years old, were arrested and interrogated.

After a team of samurai from the lord's mansion came to the entrance of the hotel, Shuyi said to Claris: "After I leave, you will immediately hand over the letter to the samurai, and then go to the theater to prepare for the performance. Do you understand?"

"I don't think you won't come to our show tonight, right?"

Shuyi looked at Claris affectionately and said slowly: "Yes, I have a bigger performance tonight."

Looking at Xiuyi's back walking out of the hotel, Clarice's eyes were already wet.

She noticed that there seemed to be a quarrel at the entrance of the hotel.

A certain warrior seemed to be planning to take Shuyi away for interrogation, but the Brownie family members stopped them from doing so.

The quarrel was loud, but Xiu Yi's face was still calm.

It was not until the Brownie family repeatedly used their family reputation as a guarantee and claimed that this was an important guest of their family. It was impossible for Shuiglare, and those warriors were allowed to go.

The moment Shuyi got on the carriage, he glanced at Clarice at the window and secretly pointed at the warriors who had just argued with the Brownie family.

Clarice immediately understood.

The carriage left, and Clarice hurried out of the hotel and said to the lord's house, "Sir, I have a very important letter to the lord."

"What letter?" the warrior asked casually.
Chapter completed!