What to do if your crush is the Earl

"Master, you are finally back."

In the whole manor, the only one who still kept the old name for him was the old housekeeper.

Martin looked around the entire manor, and indeed he hadn't returned for a long time.In the manor under the night, there are only sporadic windows glowing with light, like a black beast dormant in the dark night.

"Why are you alone? Didn't Xiao Sheng look for you?"

"He stayed elsewhere." Martin briefly explained, and then asked, "Why did you stay up so late?"

"The young master said he was a little scared, so I told him a story for a while."

Martin froze for a moment before realizing who the old butler was talking about.

caesar.

"How is he, how is he doing recently?" Martin asked slightly apologetically, and touched his nose.

He really didn't forget the existence of that little guy on purpose, really, there are too many things in recent months... Mmm.

"The young master is very obedient, but he always misses Mr. Xiao Sheng."

"Huh? Are they familiar?"

"When you were away last time, he came back to look for you and stayed in the manor for a while. Master Caesar liked him very much."

Martin smiled: "Then when Xiao Sheng comes back, they can get together."

The old butler's insinuations got the answer, he relaxed a little, and asked again: "Are you going to see Master Caesar?"

"No, he's already asleep, tomorrow."

Tomorrow probably won't work either. The government affairs in Acropolis, which had always been idle, suddenly became busy, and a lot of news was delivered to Martin, requiring him to make a decision.

The gang of spies who sneaked in really messed up the Acropolis.

During the neighborhood inspection, a lunatic rushed over and hugged Martin's thigh, yelling some inaudible words.

It happened suddenly, and the accompanying guards had to react for a while before rushing over to pull him away.

The law and order in the tower room area is still very poor.This is an incurable disease in almost every city.

Occasionally, when thinking of the old days, Ya Li would take her knitting products and walk through these similar neighborhoods to exchange for a few slices of bread and daily necessities.He also met Owen on the streets of the Acropolis...

It's really a long memory...

Things are linked one after another, it seems that from the very beginning, the final outcome has been calculated.

"My lord?" The man on the side poked his head slightly and greeted.

Martin regained his senses and let him continue talking.

There is nothing to say about this area. It was instigated by people with good intentions, and there were a few small disturbances, several people were injured, and several people were arrested.

But the worst thing was the Sgato Hotel in the West District. Someone sneaked into it at night and smashed all the glass in the ballroom.The owner of this hotel still has some friendship with Martin, which is even more difficult to deal with.

"The arrested ones will be sent back after asking for clarification."

"Huh?...Yes."

A bunch of miscellaneous public security issues were dealt with, and the spies sent to Fancheng to scout for news also returned in the afternoon.

"How about it?"

"There is no bad news." The spy said, "I brought the letter to the emperor, and His Highness ordered someone to reply and bring it out. The reply is that everything is fine."

everything is fine? ?

The spy presented the letter.

"It means that you have not seen His Highness in person?"

The spy hesitated for a moment, then said, "...Yes."

Martin took it and opened it to look at it. The letter stamp and name signature on it all have the royal family's mark.

It's just... Breman wouldn't find someone to return his letter, right?

There are all formal procedures, such as ghostwriting marks, authorized fingerprints, and so on.

But still something was wrong.

Although it is still complicated to think of this person now, this does not prevent Martin from worrying.

The content of the information obtained from several news channels is different.

Will something happen in Fancheng?

----

"Are you sure you want to go?"

manton.The sky is bright and clear.

Standing by the road, Tarne looked at Xiao Sheng with concern: "What if Odin doesn't see you when he comes back?"

"He won't come back so soon." Xiao Sheng said, and smiled by the way.

The man's posture on the horse is very chic and handsome, with a straight and powerful riding suit, black hair and black eyes, and skin as white as snow.After removing the monocle, the eyes are sometimes sharp, but most of the time they are peaceful. When facing Martin, there will be a hint of tenderness and shyness.

Both of them have said that the other is difficult to understand, but in fact, it is enough to connect them with one thing in common-the care and love for each other.

It may be different background colors and different forms of expression, but its essence is the same.

When you are cold, you can warm your chest, and a hug may be better than all words.

If you close your eyes, the voice and appearance of the other party can be vividly remembered eagerly, and of course it can also make two people who are far apart feel torn, especially after seeing such a letter.

"This is a matter between you, and it is inconvenient for me to interrupt, but let me say from the perspective of a bystander, I have known Odin for a long time, since he was a teenager...Odin, once he recognizes a It’s a personal matter that won’t be changed easily.”

These words have a deep meaning and a soothing effect.

Xiao Sheng smiled: "I see."

The horse with the rein in Xiao Sheng's hand spun uneasily, as if it couldn't wait to get on the road.

Tarner smiled: "Okay, I won't delay you. If possible, I hope you can continue the unfinished treatment after you come back. Physical matters are no joke. Do you remember to bring your medicine?"

"Bring it on." Xiao Sheng smiled, and tugged at the small cloth bag containing the coins on his chest, "I'll see you later, Mr. Tarney."

"OK, bye."

The dark-haired man rode away on horseback.

There were no pedestrians on the post road, so the horses walked very fast. In a blink of an eye, there was only a small black dot left, and after a while, even the black dot disappeared into the houses of the village in the distance.

----

"I really didn't expect that."

The dank, long-unused palace dungeon.

"Does Your Highness have anything to say?" The young man's voice was relaxed and cheerful, not at all like someone who participated in several coups in a row.

"No," Bremen smiled bitterly, "I have nothing to say."

"Your Highness has nothing to say, but I have something to say." Antoine stared at Breman without moving his eyes, "Does Your Highness still remember the Battle of Hu Gang?"

"It's been so long since that incident, what do you want to say?" Breman's expression became serious, with an indescribably weird expression on his face.

"The little punishment you did to vent your anger, I didn't expect it to be such a big mess." Antoine walked back and forth, and finally sat down on the wooden bench, "No, maybe for you, that's a big problem." It’s not a big deal either. ——What does it matter if a few squadrons die? It’s just like a game of chess, right?”

Breman sat cross-legged on the ground in this self-talking speech, calmed down, pondered over it carefully, and gradually understood some clues: "...your relatives were the ones who died in that battle?"

"Ropol Anderson, military code number 103, is a member of the front line squad."

"Is he your...?"

Breman's voice trembled slightly. In fact, comparing Antoine's life experience with some news he got in the Northland military camp, he already had an answer in his heart.

It's just that the truth behind this answer and the things involved are so cruel.

"He is my father," Antoine smiled. "The corporal officer who participated in the war for seven years and finally said he would return to his hometown, but died on the battlefield in the end. Do you think it's funny?"

"I'm sorry..." Bremen was a little confused, "I don't know, I don't know he is..."

"That's right, Your Highness didn't know me at that time." Antoine rested his chin, bent slightly, and took a close look at Bremen, "Then what should we do?"

Taking a closer look, His Royal Highness Breman's face is really too dignified. The blond hair that nobles often appear in, the handsome facial features with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the temperament and upbringing that have been cultivated by years of etiquette...

This is not only a talent but also a shackle, and the restriction of status has made Breman's hierarchical system deeply rooted in his bones, making it impossible to treat soldiers and emperors of the empire in the same position.

Nobles and ordinary people, in his heart, are different after all.

So in the face of his mistakes seven years ago, he apologized to Lord Sade much more than those soldiers who died in vain.

It's not deliberate, it's just subconsciously thought so.

Speaking of which, Lord Thade's elder brother Owen was only injured in that battle. Although this continued to affect his subsequent performance on the battlefield, that is all later.In the Battle of Hugang, the vanguard unit that was directly implicated and wiped out by the enemy did not have a single person to pay homage to it, and not many people even knew the truth.

Why?

At first it was just pain and resentment.

But later, he learned the truth from Ethan's father during a banquet in the Northland military camp and a chance conversation.

Lieutenant General Matthew, who has dominated the empire for more than ten years, and a legendary civilian general in the eyes of the people, retired from his old age and returned to his hometown after accidentally learning about the clues of this incident. He also ordered his son Ethan to only work on the border and not to go to the imperial capital for life.

Again, the general would only joke, but this was the life and death of the head of the Antoine family.

The one-time plan of the superior has ruined so many homes that should have been safe and happy.

But this high-ranking person has never thought that he still lives so well.

How arrogant and conceited.How, not fair.

He couldn't calm down, and his anger couldn't flow smoothly, so when he learned that Bremen would go to the Northland, the plan had already been formed in his mind.

"I'm sorry..." Breman has hardly said this word since he was born, but at this moment he said it over and over again,

"I'm sorry..." He lowered his head slightly, as if he had changed a lot in an instant.

"Why, is Your Highness begging me to let you go? But what to do, I am not the mastermind of this matter, and I cannot be the mastermind."

Antoine smiled, as if he was not talking about such a serious thing at all.

"No, no," Breeman vehemently denied, "it's just personal to you, apology. Nothing else."

Antoine was silent for a while.Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in this silence, but there seemed to be nothing.

He tried to distinguish the emotion in the eyes of the man in front of him, but he found that it was covered with a layer of shadow, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Will this gloom recur after he learns the truth all these years?

"I just want to ask you one thing." Breman raised his head and said,

"Did you plan these things from the moment you approached me?" There were countless lights in the light brown eyes, and there were also countless hopes.As if ignorant, he put all the past on this one string, and His Royal Highness willingly handed over the right of choice to Antoine.

For a moment, Antoine almost shook all his determination.But at a certain moment, a huge stone in the heart blocked all the blood flowing back to the atrium, and the empty ice field in the heart became even colder.

"Yes." Antoine said with a smile.

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