Your Mightiness

The long-legged uncle understands the hug, but for the short-legged nephew, it is a big lift.

Simply poisonous!

The feeling of his feet leaving the ground made August subconsciously hug the person closest to him, that is, Raphael's neck, as if he could only live by him, he needed him so much, for a moment Also inseparable.

I don't know where this move hit Raphael's high point. In the days when the old housekeeper couldn't help it day by day and wanted to yell at Raphael in disregard of the etiquette of master and servant, Raphael every time When seeing August, he must be picked up, kissed on the cheek and hand, and sometimes even turned around a few times.Spinning gracefully like a waltz on the gleaming marble floor, the surrounding scene became blurred in dizziness, only the person in front of him was exceptionally clear.

Black shawl and long hair, smoky gray eyes, deep and three-dimensional, handsome.He doesn't need to do anything, just stand there, and he can become a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, and no one will have the heart to hurt it.

Classmate Jia Zuo hugged the weak and boneless little Duke: "I really want to eat you in one bite."

"!!!" How could this person say such horrible words so casually!The little duke was quite frightened.

Then, August woke up from his dream, and the circling thing actually happened, and the part that said he was going to eat him belonged to August's strange dream.

Without the help of the old butler, August himself took the initiative to avoid Raphael like a snake.

It wasn't because of the poisonous act of exaggerating, but because August secretly hid a letter clearly addressed to Raphael Mortimer.

The sender was August's father, William III the Black Prince.

It was sent to Bristol Castle together with the letter from the Black Prince to his son. The old butler put the rolled parchment next to the breakfast, echoing the decoration of flowers picked from the greenhouse.

The letter, which resembled a scroll, was very long, exuding the fragrance of ink, and the seal was branded with the black prince's personal wax, and it was very girlishly tied with a purple satin bow.

Saying that this is a letter written by a mother or sister will never be believed by anyone!

Cough, the content written in the letter is like the character of the Black Prince, always full of hyperactivity that can't be idle for a moment.The handwriting is flamboyant, the content is wild and unconstrained, and the words and grammar are more "eclectic" than his eight-year-old son.The content is nothing more than some trivial daily life on the battlefield that has abandoned the bloody and cruel parts. No one knows what kind of talkative heart lives in the black prince's six-foot-two-inch tall rough man's body.Even for a purple wild flower he saw on the roadside today, he could write a description of hundreds of words and the extension of associations he thought of.

Although the Black Prince talked a lot of nonsense, August was very happy when he received the letter, because between those messy words, there was something called love.

Although the Black Prince couldn't be by August's side, he tried his best to let August participate in his life.

After reading the letter, August discovered that Chattering Father not only loves to write letters to him, but also likes to write to Chattering Father's younger brother who is not well known to outsiders.The long parchment is full of exhortations from his brother, and even from the side view, it is a little thicker than the one for August.But it was the content of the letter that made August feel that something was wrong. 80.00% of it was just talking about him.

It's like his obsession with oriental culture for no reason, and it's also like his changes before and after.

If you compare it with the various concealments that August had made to Raphael during these days...

...It is a matter of minutes to lose the horse.

August was smeared with malice by fate, as his revenge for giving fate the middle finger that day.Destiny is such a little bitch, if you are enthusiastic, it is cold; if you are cold, it is even colder.It's the coldest anyway.

If Raphael hadn't come home late at night, what August, who stayed up until he fell asleep again, had to face this morning was not the "love" from his father that frightened him, but the Shura field after the Dongchuang incident. up.

Fortunately, Raphael did not come back.

"You haven't received the letter from your father to Yael, understand?" August calmly hid Raphael's letter in the secret cabinet behind the bedside table in front of the absolutely reliable old butler and valet. inside.

This secret cabinet is the prototype of the safe in the Middle Ages. It contains August's most important treasures: a lock of chestnut hair from his mother and a letter from his father.

The old butler and the valet lowered their eyebrows, and were not prepared to express any opinion on his Excellency's behavior of invading other people's privacy and intending to hide the letter. The old butler even "helped the evildoers" proposed whether to simply burn the letter and destroy the corpse Only by eradicating traces can future troubles be eliminated forever!

The downside of letting loyal servants take care of high-ranking children is that very few children are not bears.

August considered for a long time, but finally did not agree.It's just a little guilty and wants to distance the distance between him and Raphael again to the original homework friend.

To tell the truth, Raphael's concern for August's homework is actually a bit over the line.Just like the old Beijingers like to ask "Have you eaten" when greeting each other, Raphael and Auguste always smile and ask, have you finished your homework today?So free to watch the knight training, is it because the homework assignment is a little bit less?

August inexplicably recalled the fear of being dominated by test scores and parent meetings in his previous life when his mother was still alive.

He even remembered a passage he had read on Weibo that was an adaptation of the oath of the night watchman: The end of the semester is approaching, I will start reviewing from now on, until the exam is over.I will not go out, stay up late, or watch dramas.I will not indulge in fun, nor hunt men.I will stab my thigh with a hanging beam, and I will die here.I am the statue in the library, the ghost in the study room.I am the horn that awakens the dawn, the desk lamp that shines at midnight, the eyes that watch over the textbooks, and the soul that pursues knowledge.I give my life and hope to the end of term, tonight and every night.

Then, I had a good time entertaining myself.

Having been alone for a long time in his previous life, Auguste learned how to make himself happy anytime, anywhere.And when the mood is happy, many things that were embarrassing before will no longer become troubles.The same is true for Raphael, the boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge.August has no musical instruments he is good at, except that he is very good at playing drums.

Therefore, the relationship between August and Raphael has been working hard for half a month, and once they return to before liberation...

……not at all.

Because the coldest December has come quietly, after Raphael arranged for Dr. Barani, they will put down all the work at hand and prepare to leave for London to spend the festive season together.

Richard II's wedding is scheduled for January [-]th of the next year, which is his fixed wedding day. Almost every wedding will be held on that day. I don't know what's wrong with it.When he sent Raphael to Bristol, he specifically asked Raphael to convey his simple idea of ​​wanting to celebrate his nephew's birthday.

Augustus was born on December 25, sharing the same birthday as Jesus.Therefore, in order to fulfill the king's wish, August must leave in early and mid-December.

To be honest, August is a little unhappy, but there is no way, Richard II is not only the king of England, but also his uncle.As a great lord, Auguste had the confidence to challenge the king, but he could not fight against the love from his elders.

The traditional activity of hanging the red ribbon had to be advanced more than ten days.

For the thousand and one time, Knight Commander Andre expressed his desire to complete this task for August, and August also rejected him for the thousand and one time.

Augustus is not good at all, he is very skillful in climbing trees.

The oak tree in the atrium is very huge. In summer, it is covered with green shade, covering the sky and the sun. It is the best place to cool off in the summer.Although it will become bald and not so good-looking nowadays, it still makes people feel why it is called a symbol of power.

During August's climbing process, people stood under the tree that could only be hugged by a few people. The knights grabbed the soft blankets, worried about the young Duke, and took protective measures carefully.The old butler cursed in his heart the former personal maid who inspired His Excellency the Duke to do this. He should have thought of it long ago, that woman had ulterior motives!

A dozen red ribbons have been tied to the treetops, almost growing together with the oak tree.Those ribbons that look fairly bright in color were hung by August in recent years, and the ribbons that are so old that they look like they have been through vicissitudes are tied by August's mother.

This is a family tradition, His Excellency the Duke thought proudly after he tied yet another brand new red ribbon.

Use the golden lion as a shield, and the iris as a falsehood.The former is the achievement that the black prince has already achieved, and the latter is the fruit that the black prince hopes to help his son pick.Before the last moment of the war, no one dared to determine who was the final winner of the throne.

After fastening the red ribbon, August got ready to come down without staying in the tree.Although he often tried to die, he didn't do it like that. Falling from a tree was no joke.But going up a tree is easy and getting down a tree is difficult. Even if August wants to step on the ground as soon as possible, he has to do it steadily.According to the consistent tradition, when he descended to the height where there were no branches, August was ready to jump directly on the blanket to end the ordeal.

As a result, when he turned his head to measure the angle and distance between him and the blanket, he was startled by Raphael's sudden arrival.The face that always kept a polite smile is now expressionless and tense, with eyes like knives and thin lips like sharp edges.

As soon as his legs softened and his feet slipped, August failed to step on the rough protrusion of the bark, and smashed straight towards Raphael.

then……

Raphael easily held August firmly in his arms, like a princess.August was a little dazed, his mind was blank, he just followed his instinct and looked up at the oak tree above his head. Soon, the dry and leafless branches were replaced by a livid and handsome face.No matter how cold the winter day is, it will not be colder than Raphael's eyes at this moment.

Fucking fate!August sighed inwardly.Then, he took an emergency measure - acting like a baby.Like a frightened kitten, he began to rub against Raphael's arms, seeking comfort.

Rafael's rage and anger finally turned into a long sigh of helplessness, and he compromised.

Successfully escaped a catastrophe.

Old Butler: ...Why are you so blind? !