[Beauty and the Beast] Rose Castle

I was startled, and was about to answer, but noticed that the bandage on his palm hadn't been changed for a long time, walked over, held his hand and looked carefully, and said to the maid next to him: "Go and get the medicine box. "

Lambert watched my movements quietly, like a beast trying to believe an antelope, it seemed that as long as I showed defensive or fearful eyes, he would bite my neck off without hesitation.Getting used to his gaze, I carefully unwrapped his bandage, because it hadn't been changed all afternoon, and the dried blood had stuck to the bandage.I met his gaze and reproached softly, "Why didn't you change the bandage in time."

He stared into my eyes motionlessly, as if the wound on his palm was red paint that was inadvertently stained: "Forget it."

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you, so it's okay to let the witch doctor come and deal with it."

He finally looked down at the bandage, and replied calmly, "No."

There was a "thud" in his heart, and before he could make a sound to stop him, he tore off the bandage with the bloody scab, threw it aside, and handed the bloody wound to me: "Okay, bandage it up. "

Just like the blood scab on my own wound was torn apart alive, I also felt the sharp pain of tearing.My chest was heaving violently, I wanted to be angry, I wanted to get angry, I wanted to question, I wanted to shake off his hand, but in the end I didn’t say anything, opened the medicine box silently, helped him apply the medicine, cut off a clean bandage, I wind it up carefully and tie it in a knot.

Cut off the excess bandage with scissors, I was just about to let go of his wrist, as if he was afraid that I would run away, he clasped my wrist tightly with his backhand, pulled me in front of him, and asked word by word : "You haven't told me where you went in the afternoon."

I looked up and met his gaze.He seemed to be on the verge of losing control, his eyes were flushed, and his eyes were like cages made of blue-green ice, imprisoning all kinds of complicated emotions... As expected, his eyes and ears are all over the palace, and he should already know that my afternoon what to do.That being the case, why ask again?What is he thinking?Do you think I will hide my whereabouts in the afternoon, fear him, deceive him, and stay away from him?If I could have fear of him so easily, I would have escaped when he turned into a giant python, so why wait until now.

"I asked Ophelia to take me to the old king." I replied.

He didn't seem to expect me to answer so bluntly, and he was slightly taken aback.

I exhaled lightly, and stroked his cheek with the other hand: "Are you thinking that I will accuse you of your behavior and think that you should not treat the old king like this? It seems that you still don't know me very well. Lambert, although my father taught me to be kind since I was a child, he never taught me to use kindness to measure and demand the behavior of others."

He did not!He didn't respond, just stared at me blankly.

"I am not as good as you imagined, nor as selfless and kind as you imagined. I am an extremely ordinary girl. I also have the selfishness that other people have. I will also avoid the things that others avoid, and the things that others are afraid of. I get scared too. I've never been turned into a beast, I've never been in a dark castle for long periods of time, I don't know what it's like to be looked at with suspicion, horror, fear, or experience the 'seven deadly sins' How painful it is. You know, you have felt and experienced... You choose revenge, that is your business, I will not say a word, but I hope that after revenge, you can come out of the depressed state. "

I breathed out again, and for some reason, my voice trembled: "Promise me, is it okay? I'm not afraid of you, but you look like this, I'm really worried, very worried."

After saying this, he looked at me for a long time, and suddenly pulled me into his arms heavily.It wasn't until he wiped the corners of my eyes with his thumbs that he realized the tears that had flowed for a long time.

There is an indescribable sadness in my heart.Suddenly, no matter who you are, noble or poor, it is difficult to get rid of the pain of the past.For example, my childhood seemed carefree, but in fact it was full of the cloud of losing my mother. I was always thinking quietly, why other children have mothers, but I only have fathers.Because of the lack of the company of his mother, he looks strong and brave when he grows up, but in fact he needs the care and love of his lover very much.On the surface, Lambert cannot leave me... In fact, I also need him to stay by my side.

It's just that the relationship of snuggling up to each other for warmth is precious, but I hope to survive the cold winter of my life with him and usher in spring, instead of being taken away by the colder and colder body temperature of the other party, taking away the last trace of warmth.

I hugged him back, put my chin on his shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "I know it's hard to get out of the past...but I will always be with you, every step of the way, until you come out .”

After a long silence, he asked hoarsely, "Did my appearance scare you?"

"As I said, nothing about you will scare me, and I like everything about you."

After patiently coaxing him for a long time, he was finally coaxed.It's almost like coaxing an awkward little boy.I thought he would stay here for dinner, but unexpectedly, he stood up, put on the white coat draped over the back of the chair, and told me that there was still work to be done.I was speechless for a while, so he was halfway through his business, and he heard that I went to see the old king, and he didn't even care about his business, so he hurried over to ask the crime with a cold face?

Repeatedly asked him to change the bandage in time.He nodded solemnly, and he knew that he didn't listen at all.Sending him to the gate of the palace, he looked forward and buttoned the cufflinks of gemstones as bright as pigeon blood!Button, while saying in a voice that only I can hear: "I want to hear you say you love me."

I froze for a moment, then stood on tiptoe helplessly, held his head, and kissed his side face: "I love you."

"I love you too." He buttoned his cuff buttons, fastened the top button of his shirt, and looked down at me, "Kiss me again."

He didn't lower his voice when he said this. Although the maids and guards around him looked at him like sculptures, I'm sure they heard it.Thinking of how he was aloof in front of everyone in the morning, but now he was asking for kisses like a young boy in love.My heart throbbed heavily, I rubbed my hot cheeks, tiptoed again, and kissed his side cheek.

Lambert was working in my study when the golden lion was handed to him.The senior investigator presented the golden lion badge with both hands. Lambert's face was hidden behind the hill-like paperwork. I couldn't see his expression, but I could only hear his indifferent and steady voice: "Strengthen patrolling, and register every person who enters and exits the royal capital. Floating people. He couldn't have died so easily."

After speaking, he paused for a few seconds and took the golden lion badge from the senior investigator.

The senior investigator rested his chest with one hand and took the order to leave.The study room became quiet, and I saw the shadow move on the shiny marble floor. Lambert leaned back on the chair, and raised his hand to rub the space between his brows.As soon as I went over to give him a massage to relax, he straightened his back, holding a quill in his hand, and continued to deal with the mountain of business affairs.

I don't know whether Ulysses was really buried in the sea of ​​fire, or escaped the pursuit by deception.The surveillance of the royal capital has been so tight that every mosquito entering and exiting has been registered, but no trace of Ulysses has been found yet.Three months later, Lambert confirmed Ulysses' death, put the badge on the clothes Ulysses had worn, and buried it in the royal cemetery. !If the time is too long, he will be jealous, glance at Ophelia coldly, and use his eyes to signal her not to come too often.

In addition, through three months of getting along, I found a rule that as long as he feels that he does not feel safe enough, or is angry and jealous to a certain extent, another Lambert will appear.It may be because of his long-term rational upbringing that he was unable to express his feelings directly. The other Lambert is his over-repressed instinct, which makes up for this defect and can do everything he wants to do.Although it is a headache to deal with two of them, but fortunately, both of them are very easy to coax... It doesn't make life difficult.

In a blink of an eye, I ushered in my first New Year in the Northland.According to the customs of the Northern Kingdom, the queen will preside over the ceremony and pray for the people to have no disease, no disaster, and good weather in the new year.After the death of Lambert's mother, the presiding officer of the ceremony has always been performed by the king.Now that I occupy the position of queen, I naturally have to assume the responsibility of presiding over the ceremony.

I was eager to give it a try, but after reading a thick stack of instructions for hosting a ceremony, I couldn't help but quit.This is too troublesome... There are even clear requirements for the distance of each step of the queen, and the gestures of each movement, and it is not allowed to make a mistake.My head was as big as a bucket, and I looked at Lambert almost pleadingly: "There are so many... too detailed, I must not remember it, do I really have to host it?"

I slumped on the couch.

He sat beside me helplessly, and took me into his arms: "You usually take care of things too little. Except for a few royal officials who often come to the study, and the maid who takes care of you, the outside world almost forgets that I have a queen. The day before yesterday Envoys from neighboring countries came to visit and thought it was a rumor that I had married a wife. At such an important moment, do you have the heart to let me preside over the ceremony alone, huh?"

His breath lightly brushed against my forehead, and the slight ending sound penetrated into my ears, turning into a thumping heartbeat.It stands to reason that they have been together for so long, so they will no longer be so fascinated by his every move like an ignorant girl... But the reality is that they can't resist his charm no matter what.His hair, his eyes, the bridge of his nose, even his fingers, his breath, all let me fall deeply...

By the time I realized it, I had already nodded in agreement.Looking at the books thicker than my two fingers side by side, I felt sweet and regretful. !Under the altar, the people of the royal capital kneeling on the ground turned into dense black spots.

Lambert, wearing a black tuxedo and black leather gloves, took the tinder from me and threw it into the marble altar.

In an instant, orange-red flames rushed up to the sky, jumping on his sharp side face.

"The ceremony begins."

I saw the people kneeling on the ground slowly get up and throw the magic lamp in their hands to the sky.In the past, before the Ministry of Magic was restarted, these lamps were put into the canal. Later, it was found that doing so would pollute the downstream of the canal too seriously. Therefore, Lambert ordered the Ministry of Magic to invent and mass-produce these flying lights. A lamp to the sky.

This scene is like a dream.At some point, crystal snowflakes floated in the sky, but when the snowflakes fell on the lamp, they did not extinguish the flame of the lamp, but triggered the light blue protective magic shield.In the sea of ​​orange-red lights, light blue magical light flashed from time to time, reflecting the icy and snowy scenery, as brilliant and beautiful as the golden painting on the dome of the cathedral.

I quietly approached Lambert, held his hand, and said with a smile, "I hope I can see this scene with you every year."

He was looking at those lamps and lightly clapping his palms, but when he heard my words, he lowered his head and looked at me, his voice became soft and soft: "Me too."

A slender man was riding on the neck of an eagle. He was wearing a loose black cloak, the hem of the clothes was fluttering, his eyes were scarlet, and there were strange bird tattoos on his cheeks.

It was Ulysses.

"Brother, I'm back to take revenge." He spoke slowly, his accent becoming extremely weird and harsh.

Lambert took a step forward, pulled me behind him, and squinted at Ulysses: "Have you joined the enemy alliance?"

"Alliance of the Enemy" is a general term. It is composed of some small countries that want to fight against the Northern Kingdom but are not strong. They followed the Northern Kingdom's policy and formed the Wuzhi Ministry, but because they did not have the strong influence of the Northern Kingdom, they only attracted some desperate evils. Warlock.I don't know if Lambert's strategy is too correct and conforms to the trend of the times, or if the magic is easy to master in a short period of time, the "Alliance of the Enemy" is getting stronger every year, and it seems that it has a scale that can rival the Northern Kingdom.

Ulysses smiled lightly: "Yes. Because my hometown is ruled by the person I hate the most."