Karan stayed at the first aid station for several days.

Siouvel came to stay with her every night.

This made Karan unexpectedly reassured - Xiovir's presence was extremely strong, and with him by her side, she would not see Cyrus's body lying in a pool of blood as soon as she closed her eyes.

After confirming that Karan was fine, Siovel took her to see the child.

"Why are you doing this?" Karan asked him on the way.

"You mean?" Xiovir looked at the partition intently.

Karan asked uneasily: "Burn the Twin Towers to cover up my crimes..."

"First of all." Theovir interrupted her immediately, "I didn't burn the Twin Towers, they were made of stone. I just burned the site. And this is - no matter who died in the towers or how -

Something I will definitely do.”

He spared no effort to argue, hoping that Karan would not be too sentimental.

Karan looked over with an inquiring gaze. He covered his lips and coughed lightly, forcing her back with his sharp eyes. He leaned forward slightly and said in a deep voice: "Secondly, you don't need to absolve yourself."

You are guilty.

But my you are sinless.

When Xiovir was handling this matter for Karan, he kept telling himself that as a black-haired person, Karan naturally had original sin; but as his slave, she had absolutely no fault.

It was the junkie who dared to touch her who was at fault.

Late at night when Karan closed her eyes and rested, Siovel traced her wounds over and over again. Each of these wounds was unforgivable.

Even he had never destroyed her like this, how could Cyrus dare to do it?

He should be glad that he is dead.

"We're here." Xiovel broke the suffocating gaze and withdrew his gaze from the black mud.

They arrived at the hospital.

Karan watched the child from a distance with him.

Neither of them spoke.

"That stuffed animal..." Karan suddenly pointed to the My Little Pony on the crib and asked, "Who bought it?"

"Some nurse."

Karan nodded slightly and asked in a low voice: "Can I buy her some toys?"

Xiovel sneered: "Need me to remind you? You have no personal property."

"Oh." Karan responded calmly, "Can you buy it?"

Xiovel looked at her slightly surprised.

"Does it matter? You can only visit once a week..."

Karan touched the child through the glass window: "I can only come and see her once a week, so I need something else to accompany her."

Xiovir didn't say anything.

After the visit, they did not return the same way, and Karan could feel it from the number of times the vehicle turned.

After walking uphill for a long time, the car door opened and there was a small Mediterranean-style villa on the ramp.

There are two large banana trees in front of the villa, and the walls are painted with light brown paint to imitate wood. There are many potted plants sticking out of the windows, there is a yellow-green mailbox outside the door, and a dove weather vane is erected on the roof, and there is also a dove on the side.

An old bicycle. The door and anti-theft windows look very new, and the advanced electronic butler does not match the age of the villa.

Siovir brought Karan to the door.

"Go up this slope and go straight to the west gate of Capital University, which is also the gate closest to the medical school." Xiovel entered the password and the gate opened. It was a bit stuffy inside. "There is a school bus every morning around seven o'clock. If you ride a bicycle,

, it will take about twenty minutes.”

——If Raphael passes by, it only takes ten minutes to get to school, and he can also send her to the teaching building.

Theovir had no intention of telling Karan this.

"Wait...I will live here in the future?" Karan asked.

Xiovel sneered: "No, I just really have nothing to do, so I brought you here to see it."

Karan couldn't get angry at his retort.

For various reasons, she has changed her residence many times. She hopes to stay here longer, because once she changes her residence, it means an accident has happened.

She looked around the house curiously.

Theovil has cleaned up the villas to the left and right and across the street - what's more annoying than a curious neighbor?

Now, on Karan's left is a female bodyguard hired from a multinational security company, on his right is an old deaf-mute couple, and opposite is a full-time writer who has not left home for eight hundred years.

very perfect.

Xiovel was satisfied with his choice of location, when the curtain suddenly moved.

"What the hell..." He shook out a furry animal from the curtain, it was an owl.

Karan quickly covered it with a sofa cover.

"You have a companion now." Siovel sneered and wiped his hands vigorously.

Karan held up the sofa cover and poked his head inside.

"Throw it out quickly." Siovel frowned, "Then follow me upstairs."

Karan could only throw the sofa cover outside the door and quickly ran upstairs.

The living room upstairs is large, but the bedroom is a bit small.

Siovel opened the closet in the bedroom, and there was a whole cabinet of wigs inside.

"You pick one." He said to Karan.

Because people with different hair colors have different social status, hair dyeing is a very sensitive matter in the empire. Most barber shops will require customers to show identification, and the same is true for purchasing hair dye.

Natural hair color will be reflected on the birth record and resident ID card, and can be verified when enrolling in school, finding a job, entering and leaving the country, and handling other business.

But in daily communication, few people can distinguish real and fake hair colors with the naked eye.

"This?" Karan picked up a golden brown curl.

Xiovel shook his head in disgust: "No, you are not suitable for curly hair."

Karan picked up another light brown straight hair and gestured: "What about this one?"

"Don't you think this looks thirty?"

Karan took it out again and said, "Where's this?"

"Orange, are you sure?"

Karan said dissatisfied: "Why do you have so many opinions?"

"Because your aesthetics are terrible."

"Then you choose." Karan threw down the wig.

Siovel used his cane to rummage among the wigs, and Karan pushed it away: "This is what I want to wear on my head! Take the cane away."

Xiovel wiped his cane carefully and sneered: "It's not good-looking. Maybe that's how you look."

Finally, Karan chose straight flaxen hair.

Because Xiovir has published the least about it.

He left in the evening, and before leaving, he warned Karan that if she dared to escape, he would issue a nationwide arrest warrant and she would die miserably.

Karan had no intention of running away.

The entire empire is the biggest cage. What's the point of running from one end of the cage to the other?

Even if she escapes the empire, she is not a citizen, but a stowaway with no legal status and can be deported at any time.

So she has to struggle to survive here.
Chapter completed!