Sur ma peau

26.

The case bag was finally submitted to the court, and Minos' appeal went very smoothly. The royalists thought it was Yabofika's gesture, and they didn't even stop him.

"Prepare a gift for me." Abfika stood in front of the fireplace in the study and said to the servants beside him. He rolled up the news from the court, tilted it and lit it on the flame, and burned it to the end before putting it away. Toss the remnant of the scroll into the fireplace and watch it curl in the flames and turn to ashes.

There is no one to blame for what has happened, except to take action.

"No, arrange a time in my itinerary, and I'll go in person." Before the servant confirmed the itinerary, Yabofika changed her words again.In Versailles, there is no privacy at all in a high position, and the time for calmness is also limited. We meet three times a week, and if the interval is too long, rumors will spread.

"There is no arrangement at four o'clock in the afternoon or at night the day after tomorrow. You can stay overnight in Paris."

"can."

Since opera was dismissed as a vice that alienated the people of France, salons and cafés became popular, where people gathered and talked about various subjects.Right now, His Royal Highness is appearing at the dinner table in full attire, as if coming from such a social occasion, so exquisite and elegant that he does not seem like a living person.Minos noticed that he had painted lip color, it was hard to recognize without careful attention, not exaggerated red, similar to normal pink, perhaps a new trend among the nobles of Versailles.

The dessert plate was removed from the dining table to signify the end of the dinner, and Abafika, who was sitting next to her, pushed a blue velvet box.

"What is this?" Minos asked vigilantly. His Royal Highness, who most of the time operates like a model of etiquette, hardly talks at the dinner table unless there is some new trouble.

"Gift, the same color as your eyes." Yabofika said as she opened the box, a brooch lay on the red velvet, the amethyst cut into a hexahedron was surrounded by Gothic four-spiral grass leaves, A geometric symbol of life and soul, it is worth a lot of money at a glance.

"How much did it cost?" Minos said unimpressed.

"One thousand francs." Because Minos would look at the bill every month, Jabofika did not hide it.

"Your Highness, do you want me to remind you that your property no longer belongs to you alone?" Minos said as he stood up and extended his hand as an invitation gesture.

Yabofika held his hand and followed him out of the restaurant, "Then at least half of it is my wish?" The waiter behind him gave the butler a wink, and the old butler immediately stepped forward knowingly to put away the table. gift box.

"Thanks, I don't like jewelry, especially when your books are in a mess." Minos said as he walked up the spiral staircase in the living room.

"You're so hard to please," Abafica said.

They walked through the corridor in front of the bedroom. Minos opened the door of the master bedroom, let Jabofika go in sideways, and then closed the door and said, "So put away these tricks and tell me directly why you came."

"Don't impose the death penalty," Jabofika said.The result of the first trial has come down, and the assassinated priest is undoubtedly sentenced to death according to the existing law. The priest himself does not accept the verdict. Someone donated property and hired a well-known lawyer to prepare for an appeal.

"Murder is a capital crime, an eternal truth." Minos said expressionlessly.

Anticipating that Minos would not let go easily here, Yabofika softened her tone a bit, and explained patiently: "The consequences of attempted and accomplished are different, and they should not be the same crime."

"Attempted and accomplished motives are the same, and the victim's luck is beyond the scope of judgment." Regarding Yabofika's argument, Minos easily dismissed it.

"What if the murderer has the intention to suspend the crime?" Yabofika asked tentatively, he knew the truth well.

"Suspension intention?" Minos repeated the words mockingly, and chuckled a few times as if hearing some joke, "That's not in this case either." Leaning against the door, pressing one hand on the opponent's heart, he said slowly in a low voice suppressing his anger: "Let me tell you, what would happen if you didn't block that blow? In most cases, you will die from a mutation, This is the luckiest way to die, because it is only a momentary sudden death. If the iron nail penetrates the ventricular muscle, you will die of massive bleeding; In the case of heart valves, small, slow bleeding causes pericardial tamponade, and you die from suffocation little by little." He spoke slowly, as if he were chewing every word.

Yabofika, who was imprisoned, gradually faded away from the serious expression of talking about business, and even his eyebrows and eyes softened. When Minos finished speaking these threatening words viciously, he tilted his head and kissed Minos tightly. corners of the lips.

"I don't accept sex temptation." A cold smile appeared on the judge's face, on the verge of bursting into anger.

"I just can't help it." Yabofika said calmly, "Sorry, I won't interfere in this matter again." It is true that he should not interfere in the judiciary, and should not be stuck with the results in solving problems. What needs to be changed is that this set is too Harsh laws - that's what Parliament does.

He cannot afford the consequences of this case.

Yabofika's retreat successfully eased the atmosphere between the two, Minos let go of his hand, and after a while, he folded his hands and said slowly: "I'm a little interested in your proposal just now."

"Which one?"

"That can't help it."

oh?Jabofika smiled slightly, put her fingers on the bow tie, and asked, "Do you need me to undress?"

"Take off."

The violet eyes were fixed on him, with hunting sharpness.

The bow tie was taken off, and the white fingers nimbly slid over the button of the shirt, revealing the coquettish lines under the neck, the slender collarbone that unfolded, the raised pectoral muscles, and the downward extending groove, and then stopped.

"Can't help it is just a momentary impulse, and people should stay rational." Yabo Fika walked around Minos, threw the coat on the recliner, and skillfully took out the bathrobe from the closet. Before closing the bathroom door, he looked up. Xiang Minos smiled provocatively, "Besides, I don't need to seduce anyone."