What to do if your crush is the Earl

In the camp room area.

"So it's here." Martin sighed.

That time when Xiao Sheng chased him, he seemed to see something, but he refused to reveal it anyway, it seems that this is it.

The leading personnel opened the chain of the barracks door.

The area that had never been set foot by ordinary people slowly unfolded in front of them.

There are thick hedge barriers at every other section along the iron barbed railings, making it almost impossible to see the interior of the camp.

Row upon row of low walls, behind each wall is a row of low stone barracks.

The leader led them all the way to the innermost row of houses before stopping.

This row of barracks is a bit taller than the others, and the exterior repairs are also better. The building materials are polished smooth and shiny.

The man came to a house with weeds growing in the corner, and stopped: "This is it. Please, two adults."

The house has already been opened in advance.

Martin looked at Xiao Sheng, but found him standing motionless.

He found that he had really never observed Xiao Sheng carefully.

The past he was carrying along with these scheming plots were hidden under those dark eyes. For so long, he didn't find out or notice it.

I just thought that he was an ordinary attendant who could be manipulated by him.

Maybe it's because he never saw him as an equal.

The loser is taken by mouth.

"Go." He sighed softly.

Xiao Sheng raised his hand and reached for the doorknob of the house.

But the hand trembled for a long time, and the door remained motionless, almost making people suspect that the door was locked from the inside.

Martin stepped forward, put a hand on top of the pale one, and glanced at him.

Together, the two slowly pushed open the door.

There is only a simple bed with an iron corner frame in the house.

A man with half-white hair turned his back to them, sleeping sideways on the bed.

"Dad...Dad?" Xiao Sheng asked.

The old man didn't answer.

While everyone hesitated, the camp doctor who had been watching from behind came up.

With a new wooden stethoscope hanging around his neck, he walked over and patted the old man gently.

He took off the stethoscope and fiddled with it on his chest for a while, then said, "It's nothing serious, he's probably just fast asleep."

Xiao Sheng looked at the house, and there was almost nothing there except the iron bed. He felt a little uncontrollable anger in his chest: "You... just let him live in this kind of place?!!"

"My lord, don't be angry, there is a reason for this." The leader wore a thick armored helmet, and he could only see a pair of helpless eyes through the iron net of the armor.

He explained: "We did let your father live alone in a small house isolated from the world, but he is not used to it. We can only move him here so that he can see people when he is on duty on Sunday." .”

"What about the items in this room?"

"That's because..." The leader hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything further.

"That's because your father had self-harmed, we had to remove all the hard objects." The doctor interrupted the leader and continued.

"Him??? Why?" Xiao Sheng was a little puzzled, his eyes filled with shock.

"Isolated from the world for a long time, I miss my relatives and can't see them. My temper is getting more withdrawn and I don't like to see people. Occasionally, I have hallucinations and mild hypochondria..." The doctor flipped through the case book he brought, and read the records and references one by one. come out.

Every time the doctor read a sentence, Xiao Sheng clenched his hand a little bit, until finally, he suddenly said:

"Enough...! Stop talking..."

The doctor shut up.

Slowly, slowly, Xiao Sheng walked to the old man's bed, knelt down and sat down.

The old man was haggard, and the coat he was wearing was still the one from five years ago.

"The old man misses the old days and doesn't want to change." The leader quickly explained from the side.

Martin sighed, unwilling to look any further, he turned to the door.

And Father Xiao woke up leisurely at this moment.He had just had a dream that Xiao Mang had grown up when he was a child and came to see them with a bouquet of roses and fruits specially provided by the royal family.

What a beautiful dream, Mangmang always dyed her hair black to avoid suspicion when she was a child, but his wife always regretted that her beautiful blond hair was buried.Finally saw it again.

——The little boy back then was already very beautiful, with a tall and straight outline, looking up and blinking, his gaze was bright and his smile was moving.

Very nice.

……

"dad?"

In his blurred vision, a figure of a person was looking at him close up, but from that person's shoulder, he saw a vague silhouette of a blond man flashing past the door.

"Mangmang...?"

Xiao Sheng was in a trance.

He hadn't heard the name for a long time.He suppressed the strangeness in his heart and shouted patiently:

"Dad, it's me."

The old man woke up, his eyes finally focused clearly, and he saw the person in front of him: "Shengsheng?!"

He almost suspected that his eyes were dazzled by missing him too much.

"It's me, Dad." Xiao Sheng replied softly, the corners of his eyes moist.

The old man stretched out a hand to touch his face, stroking it inch by inch, and finally confirmed his sense of reality.

The old man's eyes were clouded and he let out a sob.

"You're finally here... to pick me up." Wei Yin was aggrieved, even a little like a child.

"Yes, I'm here." With a slight joy on his face, Xiao Sheng stepped forward to hug the old man in his arms, "I'm here, and I'll never leave again. We can live happily ever after as I promised at the beginning. live a healthy life.”

"real……?"

"Really, I won't lie to you." Xiao Sheng looked gentle, "Shall we go back to our hometown?"

The old man suddenly shook his head quickly, pushed him away, and looked in the direction of the door: "Did you find your brother?"

Xiao Sheng was taken aback.

"Father, what nonsense are you talking about?" He smiled helplessly, "Mangman... left many years ago." My heart still hurts when I mention it.

"That's right...he left, he left with his mother..." The old man looked a little dazed, and as he spoke, he sobbed sadly again, swallowing the last few words.

"What did you say?" Xiao Sheng asked with a surprised expression.

"No, you lied to me," the old man seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, "I saw him just now! It's right at the door, you lied to me! You don't want me to see him!! Huh..."

Xiao Sheng panicked.

The doctor comforted him and said, "The memory is messed up, maybe it's mixed with something else. Don't worry, it's just from time to time, it's not serious."

Recalling where he stood just now, Xiao Sheng suddenly realized who his father was struggling with. He said helplessly, "Dad...Dad, that's me now——no, it's not anymore." Speaking of this, the man smiled wryly After a while, "—he is my former master, his name is Martin, not Mangmang. You trust me."

"Martin?" The old man was confused for a long time, "...What about Mangman?"

Xiao Sheng's voice was calm and reassuring: "My brother is always in our hearts, and so is our mother. We will live a better life than before, and take their share." He replied.

The old man finally stopped talking.

Martin was gone when he went out.

Xiao Sheng's expression was imperceptibly depressed.

The husband has already refused to see him for the last few times.

With a light carriage, they returned to the rented inn in the center of Fancheng. Xiao Sheng settled his father down and hired another person to take care of him.

When he returned to the palace, he found a large carriage parked in front of the white mansion. Many people moved things up and down, putting boxes of goods on the carriage and tying them up with ropes.

Martin wasn't there, Bremen was.

His Highness the Prince stood aside alone, looking at those people who were moving things.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Breman turned around with an indiscriminate smile on his face: "I'm glad you can still call me that."

Xiao Sheng turned his head away: "I didn't want to..." Seeing the people coming and going, he felt uneasy premonition in his heart, "What's going on here...? Sir, where is he...?"

Bremen said: "He has already left."

Xiao Sheng's heart tightened: "Why? He was still in the camp just now."

"He stayed until today just to make sure that you and your father could meet. He rode away alone when he came out of the camp."

"..." Xiao Sheng was silent for a while, "What did you say? Sir, he is alone? ——Where did he go?"

"I don't know," Breman shook his head, "He didn't tell me." He turned to look at Xiao Sheng, "Shouldn't you know better?"

But Breman quickly denied, "No, maybe—he doesn't like any of us anymore."

Endless deception and concealment, Odin's sensitive and transparent mind must have already broken his heart.

And he deserved it.

The smile on His Royal Highness's face gradually became lonely and lonely.

"Why did Your Highness...don't tell your lord the real reason for what you did?" After a long silence, Xiao Sheng asked suddenly.

"There's no... need to worry any more," Breman smiled, "Let the past go. ——Go forward, don't look back."

Xiao Sheng looked at him steadfastly, his black eyes were radiant, and he didn't say any more.

Tarner really came to Fancheng on Monday.

The welcoming ceremony was very insipid, the sergeant guarded the person from the post station on the side of the city, and directly connected the person into the palace.

"Mr. Tarney is still as young and capable as he was back then." Bremen laughed.

"You don't need to be polite." Tarne's face under the brown-red half-long hair was very cold, "I was entrusted by Odin to do something that I promised him, and there is no other reason. I I don't want to talk to someone who kills friends."

Breman smiled indifferently, and spread his hands: "You are welcome."

In the summer, the palace was full of birds and flowers, and countless days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, nearly a month later, the wound on Antoine's body had completely healed.The postoperative response was also good.

"Do you really not consider staying in Fancheng as a court physician?" Bremen invited with a smile.

"What do you think?" Tarne said, "If it was possible, why would I have left back then? The past is gone, the grievances and grievances are over, I hope His Highness will not disturb you any more."

Bremen sighed and seemed lonely: "That's really a pity."

The carriage rumbled away, reflecting the colorful clouds over Fancheng.The orange sky and the blue sky are mixed together, the boundary is soft, bright, sweet and greasy, warm and clear.As soon as the wind blows, the cloud will disperse.In the distance came the echo of bells.

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Well, another chapter of prose is finished. ~(≧▽≦)/~Scattering Flowers~

The children who are still there raise your hands, I want to send you a red envelope before the next chapter~ okay~