[Beauty and the Beast] Rose Castle

After the death of the old king, everything seemed to be settled.My life with Lambert gradually returned to calm.Perhaps it was because the obstacles and twists and turns disappeared, and the hidden worries of the past reappeared.I began to worry that my knowledge and experience were not enough, and the topics with Lambert would become less and less, and finally became a couple who seemed to be harmonious and divorced.

No wonder I think so. Lambert has been too busy recently. Although the "Alliance of the Enemy" has not launched a campaign, it has been poisoning the livestock in the northern border villages. The herdsmen have lost at least tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, and many of them rely on breeding for their livelihood. Herdsmen have no food to eat.

Several times, when I went to the study to look for him, he always reprimanded the head of the witchcraft department for not providing timely support, and the local officials for their rigid thinking and not being able to adapt to changes.The tone was very different from the tone when I was talking to me, the tone was majestic and tough, which made people dare not speak out.The person in charge of the witchcraft department was an octogenarian old man, but he was so reprimanded that he couldn't even lift his head, staring at the floor and nodding repeatedly.

I wanted to leave, but he saw my shadow at the door: "Little Rose, come in." The tone became softer for a moment, and several officials in the study who had been reprimanded for a long time stared round their eyes in surprise.

I had to bite the bullet and walk in.He held my hand with one hand, closed the documents on the desk with the other hand, and threw it in front of the head of the witch department: "Remember what I just said, get out."

The person in charge of the witchcraft department picked up the documents on the floor and exited the study wishing for nothing.Several other officials followed behind him like tails, and also left.

Feeling guilty for interrupting his business, I said uneasily, "I didn't expect you to be so busy..."

"These things should not be decided by me. Those people below are too useless." He frowned slightly, tapped the table twice with his knuckles, seemed a little irritable, but when he looked at me, he put on a gentle expression, " What does Little Rose want from me?"

Compared with the state affairs, my affairs seem insignificant, and I just want to ask him a question about language.I found that although the Northland has its own native language, the upper circles communicate in French, and I don't know anything about French.There was a ball in the palace two days ago, and two girls chatted in French in front of me for a long time, but I didn't understand a word.I didn't want to experience such an embarrassing scene again, so I made up my mind to learn French.

It's just that I don't have a bright mind like Lambert, and learning a language from scratch is tantamount to torture, plus French is much more difficult than my mother tongue!There are too many, and it is quite difficult to learn.This struggle turned into a fear that he could not keep up with him when he realized that he was already proficient in several languages ​​when he was ten years old.

When he speaks, his accent is standard and elegant, with a kind of classical elegance that cannot be imitated no matter what.I imitated it for a long time, but my accent was still so bad, I couldn't help feeling discouraged: "...I don't know if this language is too difficult, or I'm just too stupid."

Lambert chuckled: "Little Rose has learned quickly. I learned fast back then because everyone around me communicated in French. French is my second mother tongue, so it was easier to learn than you."

"No matter what, you are much better than me." I lowered my head, very frustrated, "I'm afraid that in the future, the gap between us will become bigger and bigger, and the topics will become less and less... The distance between the two of us will become bigger and bigger. farther and farther."

He pondered for a moment: "My analogy may not be appropriate. Do you think there is a conversation between trees and water? Is there a long distance between them?"

I was puzzled and said: "How can trees and water have a conversation? They can't talk, even if they can talk, the environment they are in is different. Water can only see what water can see, and trees can only see what trees can see." things...they shouldn't be able to talk together."

"However, a tree cannot be separated from the water." He smiled at me, "In many cases, it is not necessary to have the same knowledge, experience, and background to be considered a match. For a tree, he does not need water to be so eloquent, as long as she always exists , he will survive."

"But..." I always feel that something is wrong.

"Besides, how do you know that trees and water have no conversation?" He patted the back of my hand, "Trees can't see what's in the water, and water doesn't know what's happening on land. They can talk a lot. On the contrary, trees There is nothing to talk about with the tree, the scenery in front of them is the same, and they have long lost interest in chatting."

I suddenly understood what he wanted to say.He wants to tell me that although the gap between me and him is as big as a tree and water, to him, I am as important as water is to a tree... Even if the scenery we have seen is different, it does not prevent us from knowing each other and loving each other.I don't need to follow his steps blindly, eager to see everything he has seen, just share what I have seen with him.

The heart that had been terrified all this time finally calmed down.I'm no longer in a rush to improve myself, but I haven't let go of my plans to learn and improve either.

New Year's Eve 1702 Five!In May, before the pink and fragrant peach blossoms fell from the branches, on a vast and quiet night, the Northern Kingdom launched an attack on the "enemy alliance" forces stationed at the border.The plan for the night attack was drawn up by Lambert.Before that, he personally went to the border to inspect the terrain, corrected a few minor errors on the map, and formulated a detailed and comprehensive attack process according to the geographical environment of the border and the witchcraft that several wizards in the wizard department are good at. There are forecasts for best and worst case scenarios.

Under such a swift and thorough attack, the "Alliance of the Enemy" naturally fell, and the Wuzhi Department captured nearly twenty evil magicians and returned to the capital.

Lambert was about to interrogate them himself, but was stopped by a senior wizard: "Your Majesty, these sorcerers are the elites of the enemy alliance, and there is a sorcerer who is best at confusing minds and creating illusions...Your Majesty, it is best not to approach them. "

Lambert replied calmly: "Understood." Then, he went to the dungeon to interrogate the sorcerers.

Because it was inconvenient to reveal his identity, he wore a dark cloak during the interrogation of the prisoners. The wide brim of the hat covered the upper half of his face, and only his sharp and graceful jaw could be seen.After he came back, he sat on the sofa in the hall for a long time without taking off his cloak.I walked over and lifted the brim of his hat, but met a pair of scarlet pupils.

Nearly a year has passed, and his animalized behavior has become more and more like a normal person. Except when he is excited and out of control, he seldom makes the low growl of a beast.

I sat down beside him and touched his temples, which were covered in cold sweat: "What's wrong?"

He lowered his head and said slowly, "I had a dream."

"I dreamed that I went back to the past, but I didn't meet you."

Every time I see him transformed into a beast, it is difficult to control the affection in my heart.I leaned over, kissed his cheek, and coaxed in a low voice: "Dreams are all fake, you have already met me."

He nodded slowly, still lowering his head, not sure if he listened.

I thought for a while and asked, "Why do you have to interrogate those sorcerers yourself?"

"Being a sorcerer is tantamount to sacrificing your soul to Satan. Anyone who betrays Satan! The sorcerers will hunt down and kill them life after life. They have a way to know where the reincarnation of the same kind is." Lambert whispered, "I want to find The reincarnation of Ulysses, give him a happy family."

If these words were uttered from his normal mouth, the degree of sincerity would be greatly reduced... I would doubt whether he said this on purpose to reassure me.As a beast, he simply doesn't have a city mansion. To be able to say that proves that he really let go.

Whether it's letting go of all the hatred, or letting go of disappointment with Ulysses or whatever... just start letting go and it's fine, fine.

In July of 1702 in the new calendar, Lambert found the reincarnation of Ulysses in a small remote village in the northern country.Thinking back to the time when I first met Ulysses, his handsome appearance, noble and elegant demeanor, and then looking at the skinny baby in front of me... Destiny is really elusive.It seems that every soul is equal, no matter how noble a soul is, it will be reborn in a poor family.

Sitting on a simple wooden stool, with his elbows resting on the shaky wooden table, he was as majestic as sitting on a ruby-studded throne. He asked some commonplace questions, such as the family's annual income, the number of acres of land, Do you have any savings... The man answered with sweat and bewilderment.Lambert pondered for a moment and said, "I will send someone over to teach you a craft. You can make a living from it."

The man was dumbfounded, not knowing what it meant.Before leaving, he plucked up the courage to call Lambert, ran over and said: "A craft is more important than a piece of gold... When the gold is exhausted, the craft can keep making money. This gift is too expensive , I can't have it."

Lambert paused: "There is only one chance, are you sure?"

"I'm sure." The man said, "I can't think of anything I've done to get such a big gift... I really deserve it. Give it to those in need!"

Lambert didn't say a word for a long time, but the couple were full of anxiety, thinking that he had something to do!When he got angry because of being rejected, he shook his head and sighed with a low smile: "It's good, very good if you think about it that way."

As he spoke, he got on his horse and waved to me with a slight smile: "Little Rose, let's go."

I patiently explained to the couple: "He means that it is his blessing that your children can have parents like you. I hope you can always maintain this kind of thinking. If you have any difficulties, you can talk to the local officials. .God will bless you with a happy life.”

In October of 1702 in the new calendar, the "enemy alliance" fell apart. The two largest countries among them had already surrendered to the Northern Kingdom, leaving some small countries controlled by sorcerers still struggling to support themselves.Lambert didn't send troops to encircle those sorcerers, because the villagers in the nearby villages had long held grudges against them, and they couldn't bear the anger of ordinary people alone.

Over the past year, under Lambert's careful guidance, I have read many difficult or simple books, and my thinking and behavior have matured and improved a lot. I no longer worry about gains and losses all day long, worrying that I will not catch up with his footsteps.Every day just reading and studying, I am a little too busy, and I have no time to think about things that will not happen.

I am slowly getting better, and he is also getting better.It may be because I have given him enough sense of security, he is no longer jealous of others, and he no longer confirms my existence over and over again, but sometimes, when I leave his sight for a long time, he still becomes restless , However, compared to the previous situation, it has been much better.

Walking up to the magnificent and open altar with him, watching the dots of orange lights flying into the sky, recalling the situation of the last festival, halfway through the ceremony, before the magic lights completely flew into the sky, Ulysses Si is in a mess... Now, his reincarnation will be one year old.I don't know why, but I thought it was funny to think so, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you thinking?" Lambert's deep and gentle voice came from the side.

Although it is a cold winter day, the time is warm and long.

I quietly held his hand and said with a smile, "I'm so happy when I think about it, and I'm so happy to meet you."

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