What to do if your crush is the Earl

"Is this what you want to say?" The king's words came flat.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Okay, you go down."

"???" Rhodes hesitated for a moment, and continued, "Your Majesty, if His Royal Highness is allowed to act recklessly...I'm afraid it will bring bad influence."

"Oh? Then what do you want me to do?" The king gave him a choice.

"..." Rhodes was speechless. He could remind these things, but it was not his identity that could say and control them. It all depended on the meaning above.

"Okay, I know what you said, go, go back to Bremen, and do your job well."

This is a slap in the face reminder.Rhode looked embarrassed and lowered his head: "...Yes."

After Rhodes left, the servant standing at the back of the palace pushed the dining cart, put the soup on the plate, and presented it to the old king.

"What do you think of this matter, Your Majesty?" the interior officer asked.

The king's squinted eyes could still see the sharpness of his youth: "This Rhodes has been with Oman since he was young, and he has been loyal to Oman. He can say that, it is probably true. You send someone Go check it out, and report it to me when you come back."

"Yes, Your Majesty..." The servant replied, "But I still have one thing that I don't understand. Since His Majesty approves of Rhodes, why did His Majesty treat him so harshly just now?"

"Federe, you've been by my side for so long, can't you tell?" The old king smiled, "—— Rhodes is someone close to Oman, and I don't want to be divorced from my son. Therefore, it is better to report this matter. It looks good to be in conflict."

Federer blinked and realized: "Your Majesty is wise."

"Guess who we caught?" On the weekend, in Nona's study of the Ollide family, the red-haired woman smiled bravely and beautifully, and her straight blue military uniform looked beautiful and mighty on her.

"Soldiers who participated in the Battle of Hu Gang at that time? The people around Owen?" Martin asked casually as he sat on an armchair with green classical embroidered patterns.

Nona exclaimed: "How smart are you!"

"There's only this kind of entry, okay?" Martin stood up and put one hand on the back of the golden-yellow chair, "Where is he?"

"In the basement of Ollide's house."

The two walked all the way.

There are many confidential archive rooms underground, and the long corridors are so dark that you can't see the end, and there are faint shadows of wall lamps beside them.

"Can't you all light a lamp?"

"No way," Nuona said helplessly, "Some ancient books are easily damaged when exposed to light, we have no choice but to do so.

——Stop complaining so much, look, people are coming. "

……

"Master Xiao, Xiao. Are you alright?" There were thin, crackling voices coming from the window.What started out as the squeaking of a mouse gradually became recognizable as a note or two rising and falling.

In the room, the man lying on the white bed gradually started to move.

His hair was disheveled and slightly gray, and he was still wrapped in a thick blue gown in the summer.

He carefully identified the sound, and finally determined the source of the sound.

He got out of bed, moved slowly to the window, and saw a black eye through a small hole at the bottom of the sealed window.

"Who are you?!"

"Lord Xiao, don't worry, I'm from your side. I came this time to confirm your situation. It took me a lot of trouble to find it. I don't have much time. Please tell me your current situation."

"You are...you were sent by Ah Sheng, right? I knew...I knew he was fine." The half-white-haired man wept with joy, feeling a little agitated.

The man was outside, slowly waiting for him to calm down, and then asked: "Tell me, are you okay now? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no. They didn't abuse me, they just kept me out."

"That's enough." The man outside muttered to himself, and then said, "Please rest assured, we are trying to find a way, and you won't stay here forever. 'The matter is about to end', this is what the master asked me to tell Your."

"Okay... I'll wait." The voice inside the wall faintly weakened again.

The "sheep" came quietly and left quietly. When the next batch of soldiers patrolled over, the barracks became peaceful again.

"It's all right? That's good." In the back garden of the white mansion, a man in a black senior waiter's uniform sat on the tea table in the garden, holding a cup of green tea in one hand, and took a sip of his thin lips, "Sade Is your lord coming back soon?"

"No. No word from the Ollide house yet."

"Okay, I see.—Back off."

"Yes, my lord." Most of the waiters in the imperial palace wore uniform white dresses, decorated with resplendent and magnificent patterns, and were extremely cumbersome and honorable.

The waiter helped convey the message of "everything is fine", but he didn't understand what it meant.

But looking at the cold and indifferent attitude of the man opposite, he felt that the servant next to the Earl was a little unfathomable and not easy to provoke, so he said a few words, finished his errand, and hurriedly retreated.

In the garden, Xiao Sheng admired the bees and butterflies.

There are a lot of auspicious apple trees planted in the palace. The flowers in the forest have withered in twos and threes as early as two months ago, and many branches bear fruit. It is also a busy midsummer.

Martin hadn't liked taking him out much lately.

Most of them follow along with one attendant, as long as there is someone at hand who can pass on the message.

This attitude seems to be indifferent, and it seems to be avoiding, or it doesn't mean anything at all, just tired.

Xiao Sheng couldn't figure it out, so he didn't guess it. Sometimes, spending too much time would only increase his sentimentality.

It's just that the figure lingers in my heart all the time, and the heart that should be active is also heavy and sluggish.Almost in the mood to manage other things.

What should be done.

He never thought it was a choice between his father and that person.

He was willing to give his life for that man, but he had to survive for his father.

If you are destined to fail, why not leave earlier?

It's cool to walk away without breaking the boat, but in the end, how should the person deal with himself when he finds out the truth?Or annoyed at him?

Those sweet fragrances eavesdropped in the dark night, the layers of ups and downs of emotions, those lingering love words, the warm harbor, and the lingering love of each other.

After all, it is a stolen mirror...

He was afraid that he would never want to see him again for the rest of his life.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Xiao Sheng's mouth.

But I still can't forget, can't let go, those tender blue eyes, the hairy golden head that occasionally rests unsuspectingly on his waist, the lips that hook his waist and call his name...

It's all vivid in my eyes and entangled in my heart.

In the past ten years, he has never experienced anything, treacherous and cunning.When he came to Fancheng that year, His Royal Highness Breman gave him a kindness, and he should devote himself to repay him.It's a pity that in the end, by mistake... I went to Sad Manor and met that person...

Really lost.After all, everyone will be disappointed.

The tea in my hand no longer tastes sweet, only the dense bitterness.

Xiao Sheng raised his head, drank the last sip of tea dregs in one gulp, put the cup away, got up and left.

"Odin? Are you okay?"

Martin sat on the sofa in the large conference room in the basement, and Nona looked over at him worriedly.

Martin waved his hand, Nona sighed:

"It's no wonder that many people were sent home after the battle. If there is really such a big secret in it." She thought, "—His Highness, what is it for?"

"Yes, I also want to know what he is for." Martin's expression was hidden in the deep darkness of the basement, and he couldn't even distinguish the lit candlestick.

"At that time, you and him..." The relationship should be very good.

Martin said: "...Don't mention it...I want to go home and clear my mind."

"Why don't you stay overnight at Ollide's house tonight, after all, the royal family has too many eyes." Nona Ollide suggested.

"Nona," Martin looked at her, "how can I still trust you now?"

There are many things in this look.

As the person who knew the Owen brothers best, Nona accepted it accurately.

She looked at him fixedly, stroked the seal on her chest: "I swear in the name of my dead husband,——I am willing to stand by your side, Odin."