Blue Eyesdouble Life

My eyes hurt, it was a constant reminder that I was a demon crawling out of hell. The world is so absurd that I have to go through it again. I have a secret: There is a poor man buried in my Rose Manor. He was eternally silent there, the seeping snow pampered him, and the fertile land was his hotbed, but he was never able to grow. He died there in the moss-green clearing where the rose branches had faded. [The text is not in the first person] [Double life, the heroine's revenge story, the male and female protagonists can hear each other's voices] Xiu has been living abroad since she was a baby. As a city-state princess, no one cared about her life and death for more than ten years. However, she got lucky and was taken back to the city-state. From a "beast" who ate and waited to die and was beaten if he didn't steal, he turned into an eldest princess. However, what awaited her was never comfort. She has money, and she seems to have power. But is it really hers? It's not hers. Growing up, the only thing she learned was to rely on stealing or robbing, and to hold things firmly in the palm of her hand. She did it. In her last life, she spent her life in turmoil and excitement, with the blood of her family, friends, lovers and allies at her feet. She held the sword and suppressed the desire that was never satisfied. She was about to win the last battle. However, God is vicious and humans are like plague rats. She is dead. How did she die? Later, I stopped thinking about it: All in all, there is only one move missing. If you look at the wrong person, you deserve to die; if you look at the right person, you deserve to die. She thought about it carefully, what was the reason? After all, I am not capable enough. There is nothing worthy of belief in this world, except herself and her belongings. She does not have the ability to hold all things in the palm of her hand and determine their development and direction. That is her problem. She still didn't have a firm grip on her things. Fortunately. God is evil. The world repeats itself. She was reborn. ——————^V^—————— While working on your career, let's fall in love~ [The male protagonist chases his wife] Note: The male protagonist is neither perverted nor forced. Gentle male protagonist. Small snippet: ① "Hugh, I ask you not to run away from me, okay? If you don't accept it, then look at me and say it." Xio looked away. In this cramped environment, the shadows of her eyelashes trembled like butterflies under the ambiguous light. "Liar." "You are saying that you don't want to be separated from me either." ② "Your Highness, I don't think you are what you said. I think... You are very good. I want to protect you, so I am very sad to hear you say this. I can stop anyone from criticizing you and criticizing unwarranted malice. I know that it is not your fault... But if you are also malicious towards yourself, what should I do? You have broken your heart, and mine." "Euan, am I important to you?" "It's the most important thing." ③ "Hugh, we are never a disaster. I am very grateful for your appearance." ④ "I love you, Your Highness." "I love you dearly, as always, year after year." "So? I never cared about your love, nor did I ask you to love me." "Sorry Your Highness, I don't believe it." Princess (Her Royal Highness)×Chief Holy Sword Knight HE, double clean, bg Love is a journey of looking into the eyes of your lover. [In addition, there are also grand images in this world, such as:] ——Rose tide! A lame person cannot travel far, a deaf person cannot hear love. Please, the incomparable omniscient and almighty God, let the rose tide cast him, turn into his legs, and send him to the home he can never return to; turn him into his expectation, and pour hymns into his blocked ears! ——May the Blue Rose of Valencia flourish forever! ——The twelve bells rang, and we looked at each other across the sea of ​​people. Do you know, Your Highness, my heart beats much faster than the bells? ——My dear, it's Bacchanalia! Don't let me put on handcuffs, if you don't like it... Well, it's all the eyes of the world, please leave them alone. Can we dance on the plateau? ——The war drums beat, and the colorful magic gnawed at the shattering battlefield. She and they said: That is our queen! We chose it! We must support her! Follow her to the death! ——I will never leave you. I would rather my soul never reincarnate. I would rather never have peace. I would rather live forever and only look at you. Please look at me. ——Twenty-four Death Star Tracks. Your destiny is never decided by me. Put your fearful eyes on the people around you. If you don't woo the person who loves you, who will you woo? … (It contains many people, not necessarily the protagonist~) :) Intention: The original intention of protecting stands around you