What to do if your crush is the Earl

Fancheng.

Immediately following the attacking decree was the royal letter from Earl Sade and Riel Wendy.

Both of them made outstanding contributions to the stability of the empire, and rushed to the palace immediately to rescue His Majesty the King.

Sade was originally an earl, so he was given more fiefdoms on the southern island, and was promoted two levels, becoming the first noble in the empire to be promoted two levels to become a duke.

Riel, as the son of Earl Wendy who did not inherit the title, was promoted to viscount and allocated a piece of territory in the west of Fancheng, close to the Yingpang Empire and far away from the Acropolis.

"Surprised? Your father didn't choose you to inherit the title?" Breman looked at the eldest son of Earl Wendy, still feeling a little sympathetic.

"It's expected." Riel smiled.

But my heart is still not so good.

After fighting and fighting, they still couldn't compete with the two younger brothers, but they got their own by mistake.

Half good or bad.

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On the second day of the edict, the newly appointed Viscount Wendy left Fancheng and went to his fief.

The imperial capital has only one thing to do in recent days, and that is to take care of Mr. Antoine, who has made great contributions to the empire.

This lord lurked into the enemy camp and made an indelible contribution to exposing the enemy's conspiracy.

Many noble families sent people to visit.

It's a pity that His Majesty the King always refused on the grounds that Antoine was seriously injured and still awake.

"Why did your Highness say that?" Antoine lay on the bed with a pale face, looking calmly at the person in front of him.

Bremen didn't correct his title, he just said: "Didn't you do that at the time? The wounds on those people are all consistent with the hidden weapons on your body."

The blue-haired young man on the bed turned his head and closed his eyes:

"I don't want to save you."

This is the default acceptance.

"But you were saved." Breman was aggressive, approaching step by step condescendingly, staring into the young man's eyes, "Why?"

"..." Antoine said, "I thought, Your Highness might remember the old relationship and help me take good care of Anio and mother."

Breman thought of Antoine's smiling yet relieved expression when he fell in his arms, and he suddenly became short of breath, feeling a surge of anger rushing up from hell, knocking his chest hard as if it had an entity. clang.

His eyes were red, he knelt down on one knee, grabbed Antoine's collar with both hands, and stared at him without blinking: "Do you want to die?"

Antoine looked at him, as if he wanted to explain something, his lips were half opened, but before he could say anything, he frowned, and his whole body curled up all of a sudden.

Breman let go of his hand in fright, staggered back a few steps, and looked at the person on the bed with some indifference.

"Why bother to save me, Your Highness?" the young man on the bed said while panting.

"I don't want you to die." At this moment, Bremen said unexpectedly, "I brought your mother and younger brother here, and they are expected to arrive tomorrow. Enjoy the reunion with them."

Antoine's pupils widened in an instant, and he looked at Bremen suspiciously and defensively, and after a while, he narrowed his eyes inexplicably.

After Breman finished speaking, he stood for a while, then turned and left.

The living conditions of the palace are naturally good, even the bedrooms are magnificently decorated.High and wide space.The window screen was gently lifted by the breeze, and one could see the houses and buildings outside one after another.

The leaves of the golden trees in the arrayed tree pits of the palace are already yellow, but they are growing vigorously under the cultivation of the gardener, and the branches are swaying in the sun.

Tranquil and peaceful.

Antoine doesn't know what Bremen wants.

He doesn't know what he wants either.

Everything you do is contradicted back and forth, and what is it for.

Under the seemingly calm surface, the empire has entered a state of preparation for war.

Martin returned to his territory.

Autumn is not over yet.The Earl riding a tall horse returned to the manor, and the ancient castle was still the same as before.Bathed in the autumn sunshine, it shows a sense of simplicity and intimacy.

Martin had never felt so much at home here for a moment.

He misses Xiao Sheng a little bit.

So the first reaction was to go to the letter station and ask if there was any letter from Manton.

But the answer is no.

Before going out, he wrote a letter to Manton, explaining that he had a sudden increase in affairs and needed to leave.

At this point, Manton probably got the news about what happened to the empire.

What would Xiao Sheng think?Will you worry about him?

No, with that person's character...... Some bad feelings rose in Martin's heart.

He won't come to him in person, will he?

As soon as this idea came out, the more Martin thought about it, the more likely it was.

The more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

He should have told him about it in the first place.

What if he really went to find him?

The Earl stood at the door of the manor's letter room, lost in thought.

"It's really rare to see you in a daze."

The sudden voice was strange and familiar. Martin turned his head and saw the editor-in-chief of Inspiration Daily standing behind him.

The man has dark brown hair, wears a bow tie, and a neat black dress. He has the temperament that a literati of this era should have.

He was looking at him with a slight smile, making his hair stand on end:

"You're not here to press the manuscript, are you?"

"Of course not, can't I come and visit my friend if it's okay?"

The editor-in-chief smiled, "Speaking of which, you have used the name 'Martin' for many years, but there are still very few people in the literary circle who know your real identity."

"It's always strange for an earl to create, isn't it?" Martin said, "Identity will always bring a lot of trouble."

This is also the original intention of his renaming.

From Odin to Martin.

It means getting rid of the past, changing to a new identity, and gaining a new world.

But is it really possible to get rid of the past?

Maybe it never went away.

Be there all the time.

How we treat it is our own choice.

"What were you thinking just now?" the editor-in-chief asked.

"I'm going to find someone."

"Is it Xiao Sheng?"

"how do you know?"

"He was also looking for you some time ago."

"A while ago? He came back to the Acropolis?" Martin asked in surprise.

"I don't know what happened to you, but the last time I saw him was half a month ago. He came to me to ask about you."

"I see! Thanks."

Martin turned and ran towards the manor.

Is it still there, must it still be there?

Not in the master bedroom, nor in the small room next to the master bedroom, nor in Xiao Sheng's own bedroom.

Where did he go? ?

"My lord?" Seeing his flustered expression, a servant stopped and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Where's Xiao Sheng? Where's Xiao Sheng?" Martin grabbed the man's arm, and even lost his usual calm demeanor. There was always a voice in his heart telling him: Xiao Sheng had left. .

away from him.

His heart beat fast, and the blood flowed faster in the pulse, stimulating the senses.

The feeling was indescribable, he felt that he had never cared so much about a person and a thing in his life.

It seems that at this moment he realized how indispensable the person who has always been by his side is.

Always used to the existence.

That persistent and gentle look in his eyes let him know that he would definitely be by his side.

Regardless of winter or dawn, thunder or rainstorm.

He is always by his side.

You can hold hands as soon as you turn around, and you can rely on them as soon as you lower your head.

No one ever made him feel that way.

But Xiao Sheng, where did he go...

For a whole month.

No news of Xiao Sheng was found in the manor.

This person seems to have evaporated from the world.

Martin suffers from insomnia night after night, this time not for anything else.But just for one person.

In the dream, he always tossed and turned in various appearances.

The one holding an umbrella, the one sitting upright so that he could rest on his lap, the one with red ears when he approached him, and the one in the underground wine cellar tremblingly grabbing his clothes.

The fair and beautiful knuckles trembled slightly, with a look of patience and restraint.

When doing it, the face is not very clear, but the thin lips are always tightly pressed.

He swallowed all the sobs he could bear, but it made people even more confused.

He was obviously just such an ordinary person, but when he hugged him, he felt like holding the whole world in his arms.

Happiness, sadness, and joy spread and intertwine together, forming a music score of five flavors in my heart.

Why is it so sweet when you give a kiss, and so bitter when you lick your eyes lightly.

Happy people cry, sad people laugh.

In the end, joy and sorrow sublimated one by one, the world returned to peace, and he was right in front of his eyes.

"Shengsheng, I miss you."

"..."

"When are you coming back?"

Martin drank from the wine glass, and his heart seemed to be on fire.

Xiao Sheng was like a bottle of fine wine hidden deep in the cellar, the longer it passed, the more fragrant it became.

Moreover, this kind of mellow sweetness permeates slowly, blending with the aroma of wood and time, making people feel intoxicated by the wine when they suddenly look back.

Now being burned by the scorching heat in the blood, the fragrance between the atrium is more colorful and seductive.

As a result, the murmurs in the ignorant mind are all: "Shengsheng... Where are you...?"

In the dark night of the manor, pile up the quilts, pretend that the person is beside you, wrap your body around, hold your arms, arch your head, and act like a rascal.Normally, that person would always have a helpless smile on his face, while pamperingly enduring.

How come I never found out that you are so good.

How come I never found out that you are so important to me.

.........

But now that I have discovered it, is it still too late?

Are you disappointed in me?Will you...will you come back to me?

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For three months, there was no news from Xiao Sheng.

In the eyes of the people in the Acropolis, His Excellency the Duke has returned to his mysterious and melancholy appearance.

Not the slightest change.

The empire was ready to launch an attack on the eagle in the early spring, and built a defensive military on the frontier.

"He wants to drive himself to conquer?"

The blue-haired young man fishing by the lake turned his head in surprise.

The winter in Fancheng is not too cold, and the river has not frozen, and there are even blue waves slightly rippling.I don't know if there are any fish. Anyway, the young man has been sitting here for an afternoon, and he hasn't caught half a fish.

Anio nodded: "Yes, I just heard what the major general said."

"Nona?"

"Yes." Anio hesitated for a moment, "Brother, can you persuade Your Majesty not to fight?"

Antoine was a little puzzled, looking at his younger brother: "Why?"

"I like His Majesty Bremen very much." Anio smiled slightly, looking up at the sky, "Your Majesty treats me very well."

"It turns out that Neo was bought by him." Antoine gently patted his younger brother's head and sighed.

"No," the young boy quickly retorted, "I really think he is very good."

"What a good way?"

"That is, he will tell me a story every night before going to bed and say good night, he will ask someone to give me my favorite pudding cake, and he will accompany me to do my homework."

"Oh? He's still doing homework with you?" Antoine was really surprised.

It's incredible to think that the person who has been so busy recently will patiently accompany a half-grown child to do homework.

"That's right," Anio narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Your Majesty's arithmetic is amazing! He can do all the equations assigned to me by the teacher!!!"

It's over, the child has been completely bought.

Bremen, that's bad enough.

Antoine thought so, but there was still a warm and kind smile on his face that he didn't know.

In three months, Bremen formed a cabinet that almost changed a lot of blood.

Those who rejected him, those suspected of being spies left over from before, were all dismissed by him calmly and slowly.

When people reacted, they realized that the left and right ministers in the cabinet were all brand new faces.

And Nona's elder brother, the eldest son of the Ollide family, was impressively in the first place, becoming the young His Majesty's right-hand man.

But there is another position vacant, which is the position of Chief of the Military Supplies Department in Fancheng.

The ministers recommended many candidates, but in the end they were all rejected by His Majesty.

"So, the real candidate in His Majesty's heart is...?" After a private conversation, Olide finally vaguely understood what the young Majesty was thinking.

"I wonder if you can convince that person?"

Oulide smiled, his heart was like a mirror: "I'm afraid, His Majesty needs to go out in person."

Three months is enough for people to calm down and see many things clearly.

Like Antoine who fishes regularly by the lake every day.

He gradually understood the meaning of what Duke Sade said to him before he left.

Clinging to past love and hate, people can never be freed.

What matters is the here and now, the feelings, thoughts, concepts at this moment.

is love?Is it hate?Is it sad?hi?

If you are sure, hold on tightly; if you cherish it, don't get entangled anymore.

Life is not long, but a few passers-by.A moment of joy and sorrow, peace is longevity.

I don't know if it's the doggerel style inspired by the duke in the middle of the night, but it's not completely unreasonable if you chew it carefully.

What he lacks now may be just an opportunity.

In the distance, this opportunity is coming to him.

"Fishing?" A very straightforward opening line.

Antoine looked up at him, this person has really changed a lot in the past few months, maybe because of the heavier responsibilities on his body, his temperament has become more restrained and calm, and the light blond hair seems to have become less sharp Bi Lu, just from his appearance, can already be praised as a qualified king.

"Did you catch it?" The expression on the young His Majesty's face could be called warm, and he sat down on the stool next to him with a smile.

"No." Antoine looked at the calm lake.

"This lake is connected to the Tangxu River outside. Every afternoon, a large number of people feed the fish at a fixed location in the river. Maybe the fish have gone there." Breman explained.

"..." Antoine glanced at him speechlessly, "Then why didn't His Majesty say it earlier?"

Bremen smiled and touched his nose: "I thought, Antoine's words might be fishable."

"........."

Antoine was expressionless, but it was undeniable that his heart was scratched by a dog's tail grass.

The two stayed peacefully for a while, when a wind blew up on the lake.

The rough fishing line was blown left and right by the wind, and Antoine simply put away the fishing rod.

"No more fishing?" Bremen asked.

Antoine said: "Your Majesty, why don't you tell me what you are looking for me this time."

Being seen through at a glance, Breman was not embarrassed, he said directly: "I hope Awan can do one thing for me."

Antoine was slightly taken aback by that address, but quickly calmed down again: "What are you doing?"

His Majesty the King raised a nice smile, and looked at the young man's eyes that seemed to be shining brightly: "Can Awan help me protect the imperial capital when I am going out?"

Antoine froze.

This request was too unexpected.

"I thought we were still in different camps?" Antoine said almost coldly, "Does Your Majesty really trust me enough? Are you not afraid that the empire will be subverted by me while you are away?"

"If it were you, I would take the risk."

"I thought His Majesty was mature, but now it seems that governing the country is still a joke." Antoine laughed jokingly.

The young His Majesty finally had a slight annoyance on his face. He looked into the young man's dark eyes, and said words very seriously: "If you ask me, which is more important, the country or you, the country; if you ask the country or Awan, I am more important." Who cares, I choose you.

Do you understand?Antoine? "

The tone of the last sentence was accentuated, but the salutation became lighter.The majestic man seemed to sigh, gently took the young man in front of him into his arms, closed his eyes, and slowly placed a kiss on the young man's forehead.

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感谢在2020-06-1512:20:19~2020-06-1719:47:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 4 for Qiqi; 1 for the cat of Dodo’s house;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Zhang Zhiyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!