Arad's crooked savior

Mo Mei, who was shaking her head, joked: "A breakup is better than a wedding, but you have to eat less than three meals a day."

The Third Princess was dressed in an uncharacteristically long skirt. She didn't need to lift the skirt, but she knew that her graceful knees would be red.

I don't even dare to wear tight pants, so you can imagine the pain of having fat.

The rain and dew moistened the Third Princess's heart, and she gently stirred a cup of coffee. She glanced at Mo Mei, who had a graceful figure, and said without any sign of weakness: "You must have a rein to ride on those delicate twin tails. Your husband is too strong. "

"You're going to die, you're talking without restraint." Mo Mei's pretty face turned red, and with a snap of her fingers, a wisp of thought energy knocked on the knee of Bai Skirt, causing a cry of pain.

Now Mo Mei is the third princess who is in an uninjured state and full of energy, but her whole body is aching. Wherever she is her opponent, she can only take advantage of her.

"Where are the others?"

Mo Mei brushed a strand of loose hair beside her ear, and the beast disappeared early in the morning.

"I don't know. I... fell asleep. When I woke up, I only had these breakfasts. I must have gone to find Alicia. Yesterday, I said I wanted to find a home with Alijie."

The Third Princess swallowed the bread gracefully and slowly, her throat still a little dry and itchy from being touched.

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Eton's war was a great victory, and the whole country was excited, but the weather in Ghent seemed not to be good. It started to be cloudy in the morning, and around ten o'clock, it started to rain lightly.

Ye Lin did go to find Ali Jie, but it was not to accompany her to meet her parents whom she had not seen for about seven or eight years. Instead, he wanted to go to the cemetery to pay homage to the previous highest priest, Beilean.

Now that Kallet was defeated and only a few small fish with undying ambitions were left, Anton was expelled, left Eton, and lay near the foreign island, promising never to get close to the four continents.

Matega is locked tightly, waiting for the judgment of heaven. Naturally, there will be no surprises in the ending, facing the satellite rays.

Although the Seventh Empire is in dire straits and waiting to be revived, the morale of the people is at an all-time high, like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground after a spring rain, standing tall and unstoppable.

Alijie is wearing a light blue cotton dress, with a blue ribbon around her waist and a white ribbon on her shoulders. The girl is youthful and radiant, and it is also a beautiful scene on a rainy day.

Ye Lin held an oil-paper umbrella firmly in his arm and walked slowly towards the cemetery with her. It was inevitable that he would encounter palace maids or officials on the way, but the two of them still talked and laughed.

Nowadays, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks about this. Although His Majesty the Emperor's brother does not hold an official position, his reputation in the heaven is already comparable to that of the Seven Mechanical Gods of War.

Perhaps, even stronger.

After all, this "idol" is alive and right in front of you.

"I have ordered the Sky Eagle organization to help find Rebecca. The Commander-in-Chief is old. How long will it take for him to find her alone?"

"Well, it's quite hard, shh~"

Ye Lin suddenly made a silent gesture, pulled Alijie off the normal path, then took out a ring and put it on herself, and whispered: "I just saw, at the corner ahead, walking past Jurgen's Figure."

The magical relic of the ancient kingdom, the Soul of the Whirlpooler, allowed the two of them to quickly enter a state of invisibility without being noticed by others.

"You mean Jurgen?"

Alicia was a little surprised because the Jurgen family cemetery was in Nospes and not Ghent. What was he doing here?

In this royal palace cemetery, all the high priests and highest priests of the past dynasties are buried, as well as some people who have made great achievements. They are buried here, which is regarded as an honor and has nothing to do with the nobility.

"Let's go take a look and we'll find out."

Gently holding Alijie's soft and warm wrist, she followed Jurgen furtively, keeping a distance of about ten meters to avoid being noticed by her footsteps.

Alijie suddenly felt a little excited and deliberately lowered her steps. She had always been the princess who was highly anticipated by thousands of people. She lived alone in a deserted palace. When she grew up, she had to take on the future of the empire. Alijie had almost no childhood. And playmates to speak of.

Now she was suddenly following Jurgen. She knew that it was wrong to do so, but she was accustomed to maintaining etiquette. She suddenly felt a sense of adventure in her heart. She followed the minister without respecting etiquette, and her eyes were filled with excitement.

After detouring for several sections, Alicia blinked her eyes and suddenly realized to her surprise that the end of the path was the cemetery where Beilean was worshiped.

Sure enough, Jurgen finally stopped at a relatively remote old grave with a solitary tombstone.

What surprised both Alijie and Ye Lin was that the commander-in-chief Jacket, dressed in plain clothes, also stood quietly in front of the tomb holding an umbrella.

"When Lord Beilean passed away, Kallet's threat was still there. I remember the funeral at that time, everything was simple. Now, many years have passed, and the heaven has just eliminated the threat of Anton."

Alicia let out a low sigh. Time went by in circles. When she was a child, she didn't understand the "responsibility" that Beilean mentioned, but now she has to bear it on her shoulders.

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"Jackett, what are you doing?"

Jurgen glanced at Jackett's feet. There was a waterproof suitcase. It was quite old, and the surface was cracked. It had obviously been used for a long time.

Moreover, Jacket was dressed in simple plain clothes and coat, without a military uniform or medal, and his strong and tough appearance also had some vicissitudes of life, making it difficult for others to tell at first glance that this was the famous commander-in-chief in the heaven.

"The matter is settled. I am ready to leave Ghent and return to Mospis."

He held his suitcase and stood a little aside to make way for Jurgen. There was a plume of smoke in front of the tomb, and the paper money had not yet been completely burned.

Putting down the paper money he brought, Jurgen's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the gray-white photo printed on the tombstone. The old man in the photo had a gentle and kind smile, and his slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be looking at the two people in front of the tomb.

The longing and unwillingness he had before his death were all handed over to Jurgen and Jackett, standing opposite each other in front of the cemetery.

"No one can do a better job than you in the position of Commander-in-Chief. Besides, you won't say goodbye to His Majesty the Emperor?" Jurgen's eyes moved away and he looked at Jackett seriously.

Both civil and military in government, the two are rivals and friends in a sense. They both inherited the instructions from Beilean and want to bring major changes to the heaven.

Now that the Seventh Empire is completely stable, Jackett is about to return to the lawless zone. It is the first time in history that the two of them can talk face to face calmly.

In the past, when it comes to government affairs, there has never been a time when there was no one using a spear and a stick to stab someone in the dark.

"No, I'm already old. I'd better leave opportunities to young people. Besides, I should seek perfection for my old age. As for Alijie, that girl can't bear to see separation."

With his obsession, Jack felt extremely ashamed of his daughter. In the lawless zone, the probability of finding Rebecca might be higher.

Even if Rebecca resents herself, her mother still brings her warmth.

Perhaps, one year, he will see his daughter coming back to worship her mother in the yellow sand flying all over the sky.

"Rebecca." Jurgen nodded slightly. The disappearance of the other party's daughter had long been spread in the heaven.

"Your naming skills are really bad!" He couldn't help complaining.

Rebecca is one of the most commonly used female names in the streets. If you pick up two women and ask them, even if they are not named Rebecca, they will definitely know where there is Rebecca.

Jackett, who originally had an indifferent expression on his face, turned angry and sneered: "Aren't you well-read and knowledgeable? Edwin and Marianne sound just like that."

"What do you, a vulgar person, know? My original intention was for my son to have both political integrity and talent, and for my daughter to live a peaceful life. This has connotations!"

"Then, the result is that your son has a weak character, and indeed has both political integrity and talent but no courage. Your daughter is jumping around and rejoicing among the ministers. How can you say that your naming ability is average."

Jackett shook his head. Most people don't know or know about the Jurgen family's "father is kind and the queen is filial" thing. How can he not know about it?

If Elize hadn't seen that Jurgen had merit and was getting older, Marianne would have been executed long ago.

Jurgen closed the folding fan, with an angry look on his face, and scolded: "What does this have to do with my name? Personality is acquired. It's just that the family is not equal and something went wrong."

"So there's something wrong with your tutor? The dignified Duke Jurgen actually has a problem with his tutor, haha." Jackett added casually.

In the future, maybe the two of them will never see each other again, so there won't be too many worries about saying anything.

"What about your tutor? The commander-in-chief who is famous all over the world after abandoning his wife and children. He is powerful but upright. If you have any personal affair with the family, Rebecca will end up missing?"

Before he finished speaking, Jacket was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his body trembled and trembled. He was directly stabbed in the vital point and could not refute.

He was worthy of the empire, worthy of Beilean, and worthy of the people of Heaven. However, he felt extremely guilty for not being sorry for his wife and daughter.

Seeing that Jackett was silenced by his training, Jurgen waved his folding fan, feeling proud and happy on a rainy day, and was about to leave.

"You, damn... Bah!"

Jackett suddenly swore, sneered, rubbed his palms, and said: "In the area where we cannot help, the solution to conflicts is to fight. I don't have a gun, but I have a pair of fists. Come on!"

boom!

"Jackett, you're crazy!"

"I'm not crazy. I've long been disgusted with your ungentlemanly appearance. You play with a broken fan and broken glasses all day long, and you're still such a coward in late autumn. Before I leave, I want you to see what a lawless zone is. Romance for men!”