The Love Cycle of Me and Lao Gong's Love [Quick Transmigration]

Western fantasy, the world view is too big,

corny drama,

If you don't like it, you can skip it,

See you next world. ———

Santa Fe Continent·Hall of Knights.

The red cloak fluttered,

The black-haired knight stepped across the carpet,

through the hall,

Walking through the arch, stepping on the boots, each step is firm and calm,

The breeze brushed his handsome eyebrows, the young Eastern knight was wearing soft armor, with a tall and straight figure,

Stands out in a sea of ​​blondes.

The guards in line put down their long-guns,

The delicate and beautiful girl sprinkled a rain of flowers.

The heads of people outside the hall were surging, and they were discussing in disbelief in low voices.

"Oh, God,

The first oriental knight in Norwegian history,

It actually appeared! "

"I heard that he can overthrow three royal knights by himself,

Is it true? "

"Shh,

Don't you see the bruise on Alan Knight's stinky face next to him,

I think it's true..."

There was a sound of gasping for air.

A shy female voice asked, "What's the name of this eastern knight?"

"I know that." Someone awkwardly pronounced a ran sound,

"His name is r, r, Ruan Mo."

"Ruan Mo." The girl repeated,

The sound is a bit louder,

Appearing abruptly among the surrounding people, she covered her mouth nervously, and the oriental knight whom she had called stopped in her footsteps.

In the rain of flowers all over the sky, he turned his head to look at this young girl, narrowed his eyes as clear as black jade, and smiled slightly.

"Hello, sweet girl."

OK, so handsome!

The girl's feet immediately went limp, and the faint freckles on her face were almost so tender that they took off. She squatted on the ground and covered her mouth tightly, for fear of making any strange noises.

The black-haired knight hooked the corners of his lips, and continued to walk towards the knight hall.

Award ceremony.

The aged pope was wearing a luxurious golden and white robe, holding the bible in his old hand, and tapped Ruan Mo's right shoulder with the holy sword.

Ruan Mo knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and read out the oath reverently, with a firm and clear voice.

"The lord bears witness to God."

"I swear to be kind to the weak."

"I swear to stand bravely against rape."

……

"I swear I'll stay with the one I love until death!"

Ruan Mo stood up, and picked up the silver medal of knighthood from the velvet tray, shining brightly in front of his black soft armor.

From this moment on, he is a respected knight knight.

Ruan Mo suppressed his smile, looking forward to the next plot.

He defeated more than [-] competitors and overthrew three royal knights one after another, not just for a title.

Winning the first prize in the king's whimsical knight election was just the first step for Ruan Mo to get close to the chosen son of this world——Dean.

……

The knight award ceremony was over, and Ruan Mo was left alone by the old pope, and came to a luxurious secret room.

A middle-aged man wearing a crown was admiring the hanging paintings. Ruan Mo knelt on one knee, politely, "See Your Majesty the King."

The king looked very kind, looked up and down at this handsome and powerful eastern knight, and laughed contentedly.

The king cut to the chase, "Knight Ruan Mo, are you willing to serve me?"

Ruan Mo lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "This is my honor."

The king was even more satisfied, "I heard that you are a child of a ship merchant in the Eastern Continent. The ship was torn apart by a storm, and you were lost on the sea for three days and three nights, and ended up in Norway by chance?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ruan Mo lowered his eyes, his handsome eyebrows were a little sad.

No, in fact, this is just a beautiful misunderstanding caused by the system's decades of peaceful life, forgetting to overhaul itself, and throwing him into the sea due to wrong coordinates.

It almost caused him to drown, what a pit!

The system coughed, "Don't bb, I told you that this is purely a small accident."

Ruan Mo said in his heart, thank you so much for not throwing me into Antarctica.

.

"My condolences are changing, and don't think about the past." The king was very satisfied with his life without any worries, stroked his beard, and waved his hand grandly and announced: "Knight Ruan Mo, from today you are the young Marquis of Vincent." Son, Dean's guardian knight, don't let him get hurt, understand?"

"Understood, Your Majesty."

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What is the reason that a king would go to Yu Zun to condescend to care about the youngest son of a Marquis family?

Of course it's because... the king is the old king next door.

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It was a court ball, the beautiful mistress of the Marquis de Vincennes got drunk, slept on a wicker chair in the garden, and made an appointment with the astonished king who happened to pass by, and afterward, although he wondered what his lover could do Suddenly so powerful but didn't think too much, happily continued to eat and drink.

Ten months later, she gave birth to the youngest son of the Marquis de Vincent - Dean.

Marquis Vincent rushed back to the territory in a hurry, hugged Dean happily and wanted to have a kiss, the wrinkles on his face almost burst out of laughter.The little boy in Leng Buding's arms opened his eyes, his light gray eyes blinked, and the old Marquis with blue eyes almost let go and threw the brat to the ground.

Light gray eyes... This Nima is of royal blood!

The old marquis vomited blood angrily, but this green hat was bestowed by the king, so he had no choice but to close his eyes and let Dean, as his youngest son, dangle until he was eighteen.

It wasn't that the king didn't want to recognize this son, but that the queen was the favorite daughter of the king of the neighboring country, and she was the most beautiful and jealous. If Dean was recognized back to the palace, she would eat him to pieces every minute.

In this way, Dean grew up in the old Marquis's family, and his identity became an open secret of the old Marquis's family.

Anyway, the territory of the old Marquis was still far away from the palace. Anyway, the queen was weak and sick all year round after giving birth to the eldest prince, so she basically stayed in the palace and saw no visitors.

Dean grew up miraculously, and was pampered as a silly, sweet and handsome noble son. When the queen passed away, the king missed him a little (actually, he missed his charming mother) so he told the eldest prince about it. , intending to recognize Dean back to the royal family.

The eldest prince, who was as jealous and jealous as the queen, was smiling on the surface, and immediately sent people down after returning, trying to kill this younger brother who didn't know where he came from.

So, when Dean was hunting, his mount was frightened, so he threw him off the edge of the cliff. The lucky one of the chosen one rescued him. A person weighing more than a hundred catties hung on a one-meter-long sapling and blew all night. The cold wind, the thick branch of a child's arm didn't break, and he was stubbornly sent back to the search and rescue team.

The king was afraid that his precious son would be played to death by the eldest prince, so he wanted to send someone to protect him, but all the knights in Norway were basically followers of the eldest prince. How could he find someone who was absolutely safe to protect his youngest son?

Then, a bizarre selection of knights took place. Tens of thousands of brave and skilled warriors from Norway gathered together. Ruan Mo from the Eastern Continent won the first place and was pushed into the side of Prince Dean by the king.

Of course, it was Serai secretly, declaring to the public that he was about to serve as a half-guide and go on the road with the ships from Norway to the Eastern Continent to increase friendly business exchanges.

...the castle of the Marquis de Vincennes.

The old Marquis was old, and after a brief meeting with Ruan Mo, he left in a hurry.

Wearing low-key soft armor, Ruan Mo walked through the quiet corridor and arrived at Dean's studio under the guidance of the maid.

The smell of poppy wine came from the crack of the door, and the maid exclaimed, quickly opened the door, and knelt at Dean's feet, "Mr. Dean, please don't drink this anymore, the old Marquis will be angry!"

Dean... Sir, Ruan Mo wanted to laugh.

Thinking about it, the entire Marquis Castle was so worried about how to call this little prince that his head was going bald.

Dean waved her hand to signal her to move away, and corrected seriously: "Please don't disturb my artistic creation, and I'm not drinking, I'm tasting."

As he spoke, Dean closed his beautiful light gray eyes, and took another sip of wine with an expression of enjoyment. The red wine wet his lips. Suffocating, crooked lines burned onto the canvas.

Not just this one, Ruan Mo stepped into the studio, and oil paintings of different sizes were hung on the walls of the magnificently repaired castle. Each oil painting was like an artistic imagination, with magical brushstrokes like a dog gnawing a painting The perfect combination of wind severely irritated Ruan Mo's beautiful eyes.

He couldn't help closing his eyes and then opening them again. In order to prevent himself from going blind, he had to focus on Dean, pretending that none of the surrounding oil paintings existed.

Dean didn't drink much, and pursed his lips that were stained red by the poppy wine. He looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, a small pear dimple appeared on the side of his face, and he pushed back his messy golden hair. The light gray phoenix eyes were shining brightly.

"Hey, this is the most beautiful night sky I've ever drawn, what should I call it."

Ruan Mo's gentle expression twitched for a moment, he closed his eyes and asked the system in disbelief.

"Tell me loudly, this little prince who is a head shorter than me and can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands, is this plane who wants to attack me?"

The system is serious: "What's the matter, don't you know that many people have lost their lives?"

Ruan Mo: "You... are so cruel."

System: "Tsk, this guy is going to unify the emperor of the Western Continent in the future, if you give you a chance, would you dare to fight-him?"

Of course he dare not!

What if his skills are not good, his favorability x becomes a negative number, he can't complete the task, and he is wiped out by this cheating system.

I'm so angry, but I still have to live strong.

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The maid was still chattering and persuading Dean to put down the poppy wine and be a good man. Dean put down his paintbrush depressedly, and turned to see a black-haired knight in black soft armor.

"Who are you?" Dean has never been out of the castle because of his status, and it is the first time he has seen a black-haired and yellow-skinned Oriental. His light gray eyes rolled around, looking up and down Ruan Mo curiously, and asked suspiciously : "You are... a Chinese knight, are you the Ruan Mo knight who was conferred not long ago?"

"Yes, Mr. Dean." Ruan Mo knelt on one knee, with a red cloak hanging by his side, clenched his left hand and placed his fist flat on his chest, performing a standard knightly salute.

"From today onwards, I will be your guardian knight alone."

Dean looked at him in shock, and without waiting for questioning, this handsome and strange Chinese knight quickly read out the oath in fluent English.

"I swear on my life that I will dedicate everything to you, Mr. Dean. Loyalty is my armor, my blood will be sprinkled on the battlefield with honor, my sword is here, God bless it will always be sharp , and it will never break unless his master bows his head!"

Dean's eyes widened, looking surprised.

The elder brother doesn't even have a guardian knight, why would he have one, or come to surrender?

What kind of future can there be with the youngest son of a marquis who can't even inherit the title?

Dean was so frightened that he broke a paintbrush. Could it be that... there is something wrong with this handsome knight's brain?