What to do if your crush is the Earl

"Odin, you're awake." Prince Breman's face was enlarged before his eyes.

"Why am I here?" Martin raised a hand to his forehead to cover the glare, his voice hoarse and deep.

"You passed out in the cemetery with a high fever. What happened, Odin? Did Nona tell you something?"

"Don't you know all about it?" Martin raised his arms and glanced at Bremen lightly.

Breman's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said, "Wouldn't it be better if you told me yourself?"

Martin didn't answer, he turned sideways, took the quilt, and curled up his whole body, looking extremely disturbed and insecure.

Bremen was moved with compassion.

"Odin, why don't you stay in the palace for a while. I can take care of you. I'm really worried that you are alone in the Acropolis."

Breman's friendly and gentle face was full of sincerity.This prince of the empire with handsome features, short blond hair, and light brown eyes has a comfortable affinity in his bones, which makes people involuntarily approach him and trust him.

Martin smiled, stretched out his hand, put it on the man's warm neck, and gently pinched the fragile pulse:

"You've let me stay here for a long time, aren't you afraid that I'll force you into the palace?"

The skin of the tentacles is moist, and underneath is the passionate blood, all the undefended weaknesses of the imperial Bremen princes.

Bremen's eyes fluctuated, and he looked at Martin steadily.

In fact, the royal family and the Saad family are guarding a secret together, a secret that can subvert the empire.

But turning the tide now will not benefit the empire at all.Both of them are also clear.

His smile remained unchanged, and his eyes were still looking directly at Martin: "If it's you..." it's okay.

It's a pity that the prince was interrupted as soon as he started.

Martin withdrew his hand, his green eyes darkened: "Oman, don't make such a joke——have you heard the rumors in the market?"

Prince Breman's expression was slightly depressed, he didn't know whether he was sorry for the loss of warmth in his neck or something else: "If you are talking about rumors about your collusion with the enemy country, then I know."

He supported the soft bed with one hand and straightened his back, "And I don't believe it."

Martin leaned on the bed, turning the ring on his fair-knuckle left hand thoughtfully: "Sometimes, I don't even believe in myself. Oman should stop being so confident."

"Odin...!" Briman had a look of obvious disapproval on his face, wanting to refute.

"——help me prepare the horse, I'm going back." Martin interrupted him at the right time.

"Where are you going back?"

"Of course it is the Acropolis." Martin was decisive without hesitation.

"However, the annual meeting is not over yet, and your body also..."

"Oman," Martin coughed a few times, his face was a little pale, but his green eyes were like quiet gurgling water, "—please." If I stay any longer, I don't know what I will do.

This city is prosperous and vigorous, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the world thrives for generations.But it wasn't a good enough place for him.

Bremen was stunned, and felt his heart tremble for a moment.

All along, in Breman's eyes, Odin has always been an object that needs to be protected.Even though the father who mistreated him is long gone, the only obstacle on the way to succession has died on the battlefield.Odin was strong enough - he became the lord of the eastern manor and ruled one of the territories.But Breman still felt that he was still the child who would hide behind him to avoid the punishment of his powerful father.

Weak, helpless, untrustworthy, homeless.

Just like the first time I saw him, the boy raised his head from the corner of the hedge trimmed to a person's height, and the fragility and panic of a chick falling from its mother's nest shone in his round green eyes.

Captivating, but also arousing pity.

Bremen almost used all his strength to suppress his urge to hug the other party, hugging the phantom of the weak and dependent Odin.

childhood sweetheart.

If you want to ask the 13-year-old Prince Briman's ideal when he grows up, it must be: growing up!Grow strong enough to protect Odin well.

Even now, such thoughts still occupy a small corner in his heart. When the other party's gentle blue eyes looked over, the soft heartstrings were gently touched, and he could not say words of rejection.

The young prince made a compromise: "Okay, as you wish. But I will arrange escorts for you and escort you along the way. Next time we have a chance, let's talk together."

Martin smiled warmly under his handsome face: "Okay, it's a deal."

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Xiao Sheng was transferred by the management of the manor to work as a garden nurse these two days.

Originally, he was in charge of sitting, lying, living and traveling for the husband, but now that the husband is away, there is no manpower here.The steward who made the best use of everything sent them to help in the garden.

In this season of the Acropolis, it is not winter until winter, and it is still warm even if it is cold.The yellow rose-pink roses in the garden have already bloomed to the brim, and some are withered on the branches, withered and shriveled, and need a little cultivation of branches and leaves.The weeds are abnormally lush, and they seem to take advantage of the rare sunny day to vomit the last bit of vitality.

Xiao Sheng's skin was always so pale that it was almost colorless, but now he didn't know whether it was the heat or the sun, but it turned a little red.It looked extremely incongruous on the rigid and unsmiling thin face.

The ground under his feet was sticky, filled with the dampness from last night, and Xiao Sheng was about to change his place to stand when he heard someone shouting from the manor: "Master Sade is back!"

Xiao Sheng's heart skipped a beat, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and the beauty of that day was often like a dream, which made him blush.He stood stiffly for a while, wanting to see, but also a little afraid.

In the end, the desire to see that person overcame everything.He convinced himself: the master is back, and he should go to serve now.

After several times of mental construction like this, he put down the tools in his hand, cleaned and arranged his makeup, and walked towards the front hall.

There was still some noise at the door, and a large group of people stood in the courtyard.

In the front was actually a whole phalanx of cavalry in white uniforms.

"Mister is escorted by a cavalry team. It's so cool. I've never seen such an orderly army." Said a little maid crowded to watch.

Xiao Sheng also came up close.

He saw the first person wearing a golden aristocratic uniform, handsome and unrestrained, with a gentle and bright smile under the loose golden curly hair.

Martin was right.

After completing the task of escorting, the cavalry dismounted collectively, saluted Martin neatly, and left in a hurry.

The horse breeder of the manor stepped forward, helped Martin dismount, and took the horse's rein from his hand. "Good day my lord."

Martin didn't answer, his face was a little pale after leaving the cavalry, and outsiders only thought he looked a little unpredictable at the moment.

Xiao Sheng stepped forward and greeted him.Martin glanced at him and didn't speak, but stretched out a hand to hold Xiao Sheng's arm.

Xiao Sheng's body was naturally close, so that Martin could use his strength. He felt that Martin exerted strength, almost like grasping. "gentlemen?"

"Take me back to the bedroom." The man said in a low voice.

The wording of this order was a bit strange, but Xiao Sheng followed it anyway. He felt that something was wrong with the husband, but he couldn't say exactly what was wrong.

Unexpectedly, Martin did not support until he returned to the bedroom.

As soon as he passed through the first floor of the building and came to the inner courtyard, he rushed under a tree beside him and vomited.

"Sir!" Xiao Sheng looked terrified and went up to help him with his back.The attendant at the side hurriedly went to find a towel.

After vomiting for a while, he didn't spit out anything. The man stood up and staggered slightly, and was supported by Xiao Sheng. He carefully felt that the temperature on the man's body was a bit wrong, "Do you have a fever?!"

Martin also felt it on the way, but because he wanted to leave that ghost place quickly, he didn't care. Now he is really uncomfortable, his whole body is groggy, and his stomach is still burning.

He took the towel handed over by the servant and wiped his mouth. Venus stared in front of his eyes, and he felt that the group of people in front of him were very obstructive.

He waved his hand and said hoarsely, "I want to catch up on sleep in the morning, and no one should disturb me."

"Yes." Everyone agreed in a low voice.

Xiao Sheng stepped forward to support him, Martin waved his hand away: "Don't help me."

His footsteps were a little staggering, but he still walked towards the upstairs and bedroom.

Xiao Sheng followed nervously all the way, and was relieved when he saw the other party entered the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

"Sir, I'll get you some medicine."

The person on the bed lay there without answering.Xiao Sheng went to the manor doctor's resident room, found two boxes of anti-fever and cold medicines, went to the tea room to get a glass of warm water, and brought them together.

He coaxed people to get up and took the medicine.

Touching the heat on his forehead, he was still very worried.

The person in his arms arched, very restless and uncomfortable, he said in a slightly fierce tone:

"Go out and put on the inner lock."

It cannot be opened without a key outside the locked inner lock.

Xiao Sheng didn't want to obey, and stubbornly knelt beside the bed.

Martin opened his eyes, his face was cold and solemn, and his voice was cold: "Xiao Sheng, do you want me to say it a second time?"

One morning, the footsteps passing by Martin's bedroom were light.Pruning work in the garden has also stopped.There were two sounds of insects from time to time, making the huge manor even more lonely and indifferent.

Xiao Sheng finally put on the inner lock, but he has been squatting in the waiter's room next door, leaning against the wall to listen to the movement next door.

I can't see it, I am worried, and I don't know the solution.

At dusk, the whole house was dyed golden.But there was still no movement from the opposite room.

Xiao Sheng moved his fingers, and he decided to take some extraordinary measures.

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