What to do if your crush is the Earl

There is a very large and prosperous T-shaped square in Fancheng. At the end is St. Peter's Basilica. In the center of the entire city, the horizontal and vertical streets are very wide, and fifteen carriages can pass side by side.

People come and go on the two intersecting streets, like a floating background curtain.

Martin sat on the steps below the icon on the central lawn at the intersection, smoking a cigar slowly.

When it’s a rare time to be free, you can think about nothing and quietly look at the blue sky above the rows of buildings.

There are always many pigeon breeders in Fancheng, so from time to time you can see white pigeons lingering between the building and the blue sky. There are also fountains not far away. Some people gather when they are fed. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, they will fly regularly. There are many, and a person chasing them can fly a large area.

I haven't been here for many years, it seems that the memory is very far away, but in fact it is close at hand.

A two or three-year-old boy who was playing nearby somehow found Martin, his round eyes seemed to be very interested in him, and he walked towards him hobblingly.

It's a pity that the last step was not stable, and he fell to the ground with a puff.

The little boy closed his eyes and pursed his mouth, looking like he was about to cry.

Martin remained indifferent for three seconds, and finally stretched out his hand and pulled the little boy up.

It's really a pull, one-handed slippery, and it's operated by holding one of his elbows.

A carriage quietly stopped under a big tree not far away.The trees on both sides of the street were densely shaded, and the man in the white robe got out of the car with the support of others and walked towards this side.

"Excuse me, is it Lord Earl Sade?"

Martin raised his head and looked at the person in front of him with puzzled eyes: "Who are you?"

The little boy's mother came after her and apologized, and Martin let go of the little boy and handed her over.The plainly dressed woman carried away the little boy holding Martin's leg.

The little boy also yelled twice, feeling very wronged.

Martin picked up the cigar resting on the stone wall and took another puff, waiting for someone's answer.The smoke slowly obscured his face, and then slowly dispersed, making those blue eyes even more secluded and charming.

The visitor said gently, "Can I borrow a step to speak?"

Crystal Palace.

"The count seems to have never seen me."

Martin smiled: "Master Guoshi lives alone in the Crystal Palace. He never goes out for nothing, and only meets His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness alone. Odin's status is low, so naturally he has no luck."

"Why should Odin be self-effacing?" The national teacher sitting in a high position appropriately changed his more intimate title, "If outsiders don't know the secrets of the royal family and the Sade family, it makes sense, but I know everything about it Yes. In terms of the orthodox blood of the royal family, it seems that the Sade family is more pure."

Martin's eyes flickered: "Odin doesn't understand the meaning of the master."

This is playing dumb.

"It's nothing, just chatting." The national teacher laughed twice, his voice was hoarse and old, "I don't see many juniors of this generation, and I know you're here, so I want to see you--it really is a majestic man Good looking."

"My lord, the national teacher, thank you." Martin lowered his eyebrows, looking at the dinner plate on the table.

The meals provided in the Crystal Palace are all exquisite. On the golden dinner plate are green grapes and red pomegranate seeds with drops of water, all of which are plump and crystal clear.

But it's not useful, Martin glanced over the tops one by one, without taking a bite.

The two exchanged polite greetings for a while. If outsiders were here, they would definitely not know what to say.

But the information Master Guoshi wants to grasp is enough.

After seeing off the Earl happily, the Master of the State Council sat on the main seat and closed his eyes to meditate.

A man wearing a black hood covering most of his face slowly came out from the back of the hall: "What do you think, my lord?"

Master Guo Shi was not surprised by his appearance at all, and seemed to understand what he was asking very well, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and said: "It's also a character, but it's a pity that we can't stand in the same camp."

"Earl Sade seems to have a very close personal relationship with His Royal Highness Breman." The man in black whispered.

"Exactly. But..." The National Teacher stared at the huge crystal ball on the left side of the water.

The inside of the sphere does not refract the surrounding things, but the waves flow, the brilliance is colorful, and the changes are unpredictable.

The national teacher's slightly wrinkled face had bright eyes, and an indistinguishable smile appeared: "It's not that there is no gap between them that can be used."

"You mean...?" The man in black lowered his head thoughtfully.

"...Aldrich, this is your strength." The Master of the State Teacher reminded.

The face under the hood of the man in black was half dark and half sunny: "Okay, Rich understands."

"The herb plan has been destroyed, you have to keep an eye on him, we can't make any mistakes in our next move."

"Yes."

The back garden of the prince's bedroom.Butterflies fly and dance.

The two were sitting and standing in the garden.

Bremen came to see Antoine after finishing his government affairs, and after many persuasion, he finally persuaded him to come out to bask in the sun. Of course, he was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin blanket covering his waist and abdomen.

The doctor said that Antoine's injury should not be exposed to the cold, otherwise the pain would recur, but it was already summer, and Briman insisted that the wind in the garden was strong, and forced him to press a hole.

It's really windy, the sky is clear, and cicadas are screaming loudly.There was not a cloud in the sky.

But Antoine was really used to His Royal Highness Breman's self-assessment, so he didn't say anything about it.

"I really don't understand, since His Highness wants to attack the northern border, why did you bring me back? If you want to transfer the army to lead the army, wouldn't it be better to leave me there?"

When they reached the spiral statue, Antoine finally spoke.

"The forces in the Northland have almost been consolidated, and you don't have much effect there."

"..."

"...And, your injury, stay there, the cold weather is not very good for you."

"Is it……"

Bremen stopped: "Why, you don't seem very happy?"

"No, Your Highness, I just don't know what to say." Antoine avoided his gaze.

"How?" Breeman was an occasional straight-ball lover.

"I'm a little bit, I can't see His Highness's mind clearly." Antoine's eyes flickered, and he said softly.

"Do you need me to express it clearly?"

"Ok?"

"I hope you stay by my side." Breman said softly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"...If Your Highness wants to make up for the fact that I saved His Highness back then, there is no need for that." Antoine lowered his head, with a wry smile on his lips, "I did it voluntarily. It was just a subconscious desire to protect Your Highness." That's all, that's all."

"Is that all?" Briman smiled, bent down, and supported the backrests on both sides of Antoine's wheelchair, "Antoine, look at me."

Antoine slowly raised his lowered head and met those light brown eyes.

Bremen coughed lightly, and said seriously: "What happened at the beginning was my fault, I didn't distinguish between black and white, I was suspicious of you, I didn't trust you... You know, the environment I live in has always been hot, even though I am the only one He is a direct descendant, but he was also raised under surveillance since he was a child, so there can be no mistakes... I am used to being like this, cautious, and think of the worst in everything. So I didn't investigate clearly, and I misunderstood things at the first time, and then alienated You. I admit, it's all my fault. If I can, I hope we can go back to the way we were before... can you?"

Sincerely and sincerely, His Royal Highness stretched out a hand to Antoine.

Antoine looked at the hand with a dazed and hesitant expression.

Breman knelt down on one knee, and stretched out his other hand from behind. He bent the back of his hand and squeezed it with one hand, turning out a tender pink rose: "Or, what about this?"

His Highness Prince's light blonde short hair is neat and neat, his facial features are handsome, and with a confident smile, he can instantly kill thousands of boys and girls.

Antoine looked at him, his light gray-brown pupils gradually changed.

Briman gently pinned the thornless rose on Antoine's front.Leaning down, she hugged his shoulders.near.

A light kiss landed on the young man's forehead, then his lips.Breath exchange.

The rose was pressed against the two chests and gradually deformed.

The afternoon sun was very strong.

After a long time, Antoine said, "Your Highness..."

"Huh?" The feeling of kissing was hallucinatory, and Breman slapped his black eyelashes and asked softly.

"I don't like baby pink."

Bremen laughed lightly: "Okay, I see."

"...Next time, how about ice blue?" His Royal Highness's hand ran across the light blue hair next to the young man's ear, raising and falling one by one, the texture was soft and gentle.

"Okay." The young man finally smiled.

It is as bright as the morning sun.

His Royal Highness suddenly realized that when he saw Odin for the first time at the age of twelve or thirteen, the boy's frail, frightened and soft eyes made him want to grow up enough to protect him, but at this time, the young man's smile made him want to Use the rest of your life to stay together.

Is it the same?

It's different, he thought.

for sure.

outside the garden.In front of the colonnade.

A waiter in a silver dress looked in the direction of the garden and narrowed his eyes.

As early as when he was in the Northland, he saw that the relationship between His Royal Highness Breman and Antoine was unusual.

It's one thing for Antoine to dismiss him to watch the night for His Royal Highness, another is for sporadic courtesies and overtures.

Later, their relationship became better and His Highness gradually trusted him. He managed to find some information, sent it to His Highness's ears in a slightly vague manner, and guided them, so that they separated again.I didn't expect the two to get together again.

The waiter in silver gradually clenched his fist under the robe.

For a commoner in a remote area to try to climb the ranks of the powerful and rise to the top is really beyond his control.

He snorted softly.Turned around and went to Rosha Temple.

"Rod?" The person in the high position asked, "Didn't you serve by Breman's side? What are you doing here?"

Rhodes knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty wants to tell His Majesty something about His Royal Highness."

"Oh?" The old man in the high position raised his voice, but his face was not clear because of the distance, "What do you want to say?"

Rhodes lowered his head and said softly, "It's about His Highness and..."