What to do if your crush is the Earl

The morning mist filled the street, and on the other side that could not be seen clearly, there was a faint sound of "jingle bells" from the horse bell.

The sound of hoofbeats echoed in the cold air.

"My lord, we're here." The driver greeted softly.

The carriage stopped in front of a gray stone building.

In the carriage, a young face with blond curly hair was leaning against the window wall in the carriage with one hand, and his eyes were closed quietly.

"My lord?" the coachman raised his voice.

Because of this sudden shout, Martin woke up from his sleep. His blue eyes were blurred for a while, he raised his hand and rubbed his brow bone, and asked, "Are you here?"

"Yes." The coachman became submissive, "This is the Gaoran Mansion."

Martin raised the curtain of the car, looked at the slightly deserted street outside and the off-white buildings beside him, took out a coin from his pocket, and threw it to the coachman.

"Thank you sir~!" The coachman took it with both hands, wiped the silver coins on his body with a smile on his face, threw them into his purse, raised his whip again, and went to the other side of the street.

Martin first went to the hotel to find a room to rest, and found an errand guy at the front desk to inform the relevant personnel of his address.

The room is at the top of the third floor, the top is inclined in a triangle, and a wooden window is opened on the side close to the street. Martin leans in, pushes the dust-sealed wooden window open with his hands, and pulls the ashes twice. Overlook from a distance.

The tower that has stood for hundreds of years still stands tall in the middle of Fancheng, and soldiers in guard armor can be vaguely seen on duty.

A few hundred meters to the right, Peter's Basilica is painted with red tiles and white paint, white pigeons are circling in the sky, and the big hand of the bell tower that just rang points to five ten.

A thin mist hangs over the distant mountains.

Row upon row of low buildings permeated the city.

The rising sun jumped out from behind the buildings in the east, emitting a slightly glaring white light.

Fancheng, how much hard work, how many honors, turned back to nothing.

Martin drew the curtains, lay down on the bed, and slept well into the afternoon.

The New Year's party in Fancheng is generally held jointly by the royal family and the military department. Every year, nobles, nobles and military officers from all over the country are invited to come here to report on their duties and gather.The streets are filled with countless gorgeous carriages and moving gentleman hats.

Martin hired a small worker, took the things, and wandered around the street slowly by himself.

In fact, during the year he stayed here, he rarely visited the city, and basically stayed at the base behind the woods in the outskirts.

The foundation of the Sade family has always been in the Acropolis. It was not until Uncle Martin joined the army, and Owen followed suit, that the power of the family gradually tilted there.But this cannot change the fact that Martin has been staying in the Acropolis and its surroundings since he was young.

Denton University was a turning point, where he met Riel and escaped from Irving's shadow.At that time, Owen had made great achievements in the military and became a major, while Martin revolved around his academic reputation and beautiful love, feeling that he had finally found the meaning of life.

Now think about it, how ridiculous.

At night, the palace.

The imperial palace is located in the western suburbs of Fancheng, surrounded by hundreds of acres of woodland.A straight avenue in the middle leads directly to the main palace.

Martin wandered back to the hotel at night, was picked up by a neatly dressed waiter in the carriage, and came all the way here.

Because it was night, there were still wooden lamps hanging in the grass beside the avenue, and the yellow halo of light came out from inside, adding a touch of solemnity and solemnity to the royal palace.

The sound of grunting carriages sounded all around one after another. It was obvious that Martin was not the only one who had gathered at this moment.

"Sir, here we are."

The waiter stretched out his hand, Martin opened the front curtain, borrowed his strength, and slowly got off the carriage.

The resplendent off-white palace stands in front of you.Arranged in three sections, countless yellowish lights surround the whole majestic and steady building, and several castle spiers stand scatteredly from the back of the building, simple and faint.

"That's... Earl Sade??" Humming low-pitched discussions sounded all around.

What a familiar scene.

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"That's Earl Sade's second son? Owen Sade is dead this time. He should inherit the title, right? ——Even if he is an illegitimate son." Contemptuous words and faint ridicule echoed endlessly.

"I heard that this guy has been very unpopular before. Originally, he should be the one who joined the military department. Somehow, he was replaced by Owen. The old earl was furious about this matter, and has been brooding about it."

"It's really a good show. But the illegitimate child can take the position, it should be too late to be happy. With so much inheritance from the Sade family, I can probably wake up laughing when I sleep."

"Yeah yeah."

"—Odin." The sudden sound interrupted Martin's distant memory.

"Prince Breman!" Someone who recognized someone around shouted in a low voice.

Prince Breman of the Empire, the only direct heir to the current royal family.

Like Martin, the person in front of him had blond hair, a bright smile, and a pair of familiar and clear light brown eyes, which made Martin miss him a little.

"Oman." Martin smiled.

"I'm glad you can still call me that--come in with me."

The prince of the royal family came to pick it up in person, but the other people were blocked when they wanted to say anything, so they had to follow behind in resentment.

The ball in the palace has already begun, and the famous musicians in Fancheng are sitting on the top of the steps playing the piano.

The simultaneous appearance of Prince Bremen and Martin naturally attracted countless eyes.

There are very few nobles entrusted by the empire. Except for an old duke who has lived in a remote place for many years and hardly attended parties, there are two marquises with large jurisdictions, and then four earls, among them is the central jurisdiction of the Acropolis. Germany.

Therefore, the presence of Martin Sade, who has been absent all the year round, naturally attracted a lot of people to wait and see.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, how are you?" The two walked to a hidden place, and Prince Breman asked.

The two clinked wine glasses, and Martin took a sip and said with a smile, "What do you think of Oman?"

"I've heard from so far away that you've had quite a few affairs."

The two laughed together.

"Tomorrow...to pay homage to Owen, are you going?" Bremen carefully looked at Sade's expression.

"Since we're here, we must be going." Martin lowered his head and folded his fingers on the wine glass, observing the bright and clear color of the red wine.

"Aren't you afraid of meeting that one?"

Martin smiled: "Do you know who invited me this time?"

"Isn't it because I saw the letter sent to you by the royal family...?" Breman interrupted with a smile, and suddenly realized something, "—is it her?!"

"Yes." Martin took another sip of the wine, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

Nona Allid.

Owen's engaged wife since he was a child, and the only daughter of the Ollide family, one of the three great families in Fancheng.

"What are you talking about?" came a female voice with a slight retroflex.

A red-haired woman in a navy blue military uniform appeared behind Martin with a smile.

The author has something to say:

Next, we will continue to expand the map and the relationship between characters.

But the emotional line is still the mainstream.

Try to make a big plot brewing in three chapters*^_^*

If you are not afraid of OOC, follow me~

Happy New Year everyone~!

In addition, the spread of the virus must be taken seriously, wear a mask when going out, and avoid going to crowded places.I wish you all a happy new year~