Your Mightiness

Terrible, terrible, Raphael is really terrible.

Realizing that Raphael might know who he is, and still accommodating him so much, August couldn't help recalling one thing again, a text message that made him know who he was. The friend is not the second disease but the snake spirit disease, so he will be so afraid of Raphael's past.

Raphael once said that he was ridiculed and rumored because of his accent at the banquet.

What August replied at the time was——so?

I don't know what kind of tortuous analysis Rafael made up from this word. Anyway, he didn't mention it again after that, until the two had been talking for about half a year. On a sunny morning, Rafael suddenly sent a message—people who laughed at my accent now have a taste of what it's like to be laughed at.It's a pity that he probably can't think of things that I can think of.After all, he cares so much about fame, and I live to disgust those who hate me.

Out of curiosity, August asked what happened. He thought it was just a small fight between middle school students, nothing more than embarrassing in front of classmates or something.

Who wants to...

——I tried my best to be friends with him, took care of him in many ways, pampered him in every way, and satisfied all the things he wanted.After all these years of blindly flattering and killing, he became more and more unscrupulous, and finally kicked to the iron plate, unable to stand up again.Now I just need to pull back and laugh at him self-destructing.In other people's mouths, I am benevolent and righteous, not only repaying grievances with kindness, generously forgiving his previous ridicule, but also doing everything a friend can do.I actually didn't take revenge on him too much, did I?What he did to me, I did to him, but only he felt fearful.

August had seen a questionnaire before, to the effect that a serial murderer committed another crime, but when the owner came back, he sat in the closet with a knife and asked the man why he did it.The answer is that he wants to enjoy the horror expression on the owner's face when he opens the cabinet door.

For this enjoyment-type pervert, he is not afraid of hard work or time-consuming, and only wants to get the greatest pleasure for his own spirit.

I dare not say that Raphael's text message can stand shoulder to shoulder with that kind of pervert, but at least there are already signs of this.Such a grudge must be a Scorpio.Secondary illness + Scorpio, capitalized disaster.

- What is Scorpio?

Oh, it's unscientific for a second-year-old to not engage in astrology.After reading the text messages of the second disease repeatedly, August came to the "rigorous" conclusion that "the above content is just the result of revenge imagined by the other party".After all, he and Chuan Erbing had only been texting friends for less than a year, so where did the painstaking efforts come from for so many years?

August finally let go of his worries about the child with the second-chicken disease across the phone, but it was still rare for him to ask a question—is it okay to write novels with this imagination, and why waste great inspiration on the second-chicken disease?

The second disease is at a fork in the road where it is becoming more and more serious. Although Auguste has no intention of being a light on the other party's life, he does not want to watch a child with a good life go astray. He began to try Find something more suitable for the other party to do.

If you get busy with something, there will be no second illness in the air.

This is the case for August himself. When he devoted himself to the activities of discovering the beauty of the world with a camera, he evolved from a second illness in the dark to a young man of literature and art. He only had poetry and the distance in his heart, and he no longer destroyed the earth.

As a result, it now appears that although Raphael has indeed read a lot of novels—even he did not forget to read a knight novel on the way to London with August—but the snake culprit has no shortage of snake spirits.

The story of the dead noble is probably true, after all, there may be differences in the flow rates of the two worlds.

August couldn't help but put him in the role of the aristocrat who was revenged by Raphael. They also offended Raphael, and they were also held in the palm of Raphael's hands like milk tea regardless of the past. the ending...

Thinking of this, August couldn't think anymore.In a word, just ask if you are afraid? !Anyway, August was almost going crazy from fright.He really couldn't stand this kind of thing. When he thought that the other party was kind to him, he was suddenly stabbed. That was definitely the cruelest thing in the world.

The urban aristocracy is too deep, he can't afford it, he just wants to go back to the countryside.

Then?

Then August really ran away.

Your Excellency the Duke only knows one percussion instrument in his whole life - retreating, and his skills are definitely the best in the industry.He brought people back to Hampton Court Palace overnight without stopping, and didn't intend to give this matter any chance to ferment or breathe.

Just when the king was furious, he ordered Raphael to thoroughly investigate the people with religious rhythm at the deer banquet, and the problem must be solved within a week.Raphael was at his wits' end, and Auguste had the help of the Queen Mother. He retreated and advanced. When Raphael dealt with the nobles to adjust the internal conflicts among the people, Auguste had resigned from the king in a hurry. If you don't agree, you have to agree.

The Queen Mother actually wanted to leave a long time ago. If it weren't for the fact that August was also in London, she would have set off for Risingburg the day after Christmas.

But staying longer has its advantages. She visited her "deceased husband" several times more than in previous years.

This is the only way for Queen Isabella to decompress, and it will allow her to dissipate her hostility and transform herself into a kind, sugar-haired grandmother in front of her grandchildren. The "dead husband" can be said to have contributed a lot to this.

But for the ex-king who was forced to meet, this is undoubtedly a carriage to the region, and this year is particularly long.

"You, you haven't left yet!" William II was frightened by his wife long ago, otherwise he would not have preferred to commit suicide before seeing Queen Isabella again.

The Queen Mother must visit the Tower of London every time she comes back to London, which has become a fixed link.

"How many times do you think I will come this time?" The Queen Mother smiled while leaning on a slender special crutch. There are many similarities with Raphael's calmness, or it can be said that Raphael has learned a lot of "useful things" from the Queen Mother since he was a child.

In the shadow of the jumping flames in the cell, the devil's scorching red halberd was infinitely magnified.

"You turned all three of my sons into that. Do you think I'll let you go so easily?"

"It's you who caused them to turn into what they are today! It's your fault! It's you who can't raise children! They want to kill me and imprison me. They should all go to hell!"

"Obviously you!" almost killed Richard.The Queen Mother couldn't help it anymore, this was her hot spot, and it was accurate with one poke.She didn't know how brazen the man in front of her was to say such words to shirk responsibility.If he hadn't indulged his lover back then, almost, almost... how could Richard have become the absurd state he is now.

"Do you think you are perfect?" William II also went all out, "If you are like an angel, why did William turn against you? Why didn't Richard listen to you at all? Because for those cold-blooded brothers, They are relatives in each other's eyes, what are you, Isabella?!"

"Yes, I am guilty." The Queen Mother lowered her head. She has never denied this, and has been actively seeking redemption. "The more I hate myself, the more I hate you."

Because it was William II in the past that created the twisted Queen Isabella today.

The queen mother once gave up the dignity of the princess and queen in front of the officials, knelt down and begged her husband, her Richard was dying, and kept crying for pain.But as for her husband, he just said "shame" and turned away indifferently.She sank down on the cold marble slab and dried up her tears.

That night, Princess Isabella died.

That night, the French she-wolf opened her eyes.

The queen mother laughed suddenly, and in the cold cell, with a creepy smell, she said: "Look, I was so busy chatting with you that I forgot to ask you to say hello to your little ones. Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, we swore before God, didn't we? Rich or poor, sick or healthy, we will always, always be together."

William II wanted the Queen Mother to kill him even more, but unfortunately he still failed in anger.

It is said that when the former king was found the next morning, he was already out of shape, his eyes were numb, and no matter who approached him, he would resist like crazy, wrestle, and even beat himself.

On the contrary, the queen mother was in a very good mood, surprisingly good, humming a song, making tea, and even sent a beautiful flower to Auguste.

"Come on, my little prince."

"You look very happy." August actually noticed it a long time ago. His grandmother has this kind of intermittent sudden happiness. When you wake up one morning, you will find that she seems to have become extraordinarily beautiful, like Back in [-], she was as innocent as a young girl.

"Because I can be a guest in your castle, little prince." The queen mother said.

In this way, the grandfather and grandson bid farewell to London at the fastest speed, and with the technical support of the tram, they returned to Bristol Castle in August in less than a day.

August originally wanted to take Miss Mary and Miss Elizabeth with him, but neither of them agreed. Instead, they wanted to keep August to stay in London for a while.Neither of the two parties could convince the other, and in the end they could only bid farewell and invite each other to reunite after a while, like going to a manor in another county for vacation or something.

After returning to his territory and being accompanied by the Queen Mother, August's heart was finally relieved a little, and he began to turn his head to think about the crazy things that happened in the past dozens of hours.For example, is it possible that he misunderstood Raphael? Does Raphael actually not hate him that much, and really just wants to develop from a text message friend to a real good friend with him...

But if Raphael had no malicious intentions, why didn't Raphael directly confront him at the beginning?

Combined with the bloody, heart-piercing and poisonous words of his past, even August himself wanted to hack himself to death, let alone Raphael.

How hard is it to be able to have such a vicious tongue as a friend?

Unless Raphael is blind.

Is Raphael blind?

Yes, he is blind.

Raphael, who was far away in the Whitehall Palace in London, put down the report on August's safe return to Bristol Castle. For him, the entertainment time is over, and he is preparing to devote himself to his new work .

It is really troublesome to have a boss who loves to do things.

With a "bang", Miss Mary, who broke into the study, smashed the documents in her hand onto Raphael's desk: "Did you blow the pudding away on purpose?"

The boss who should be troublesome has a daughter who is more troublesome, and the trouble has tripled.

Raphael admitted straightforwardly: "It's not anger, it's letting him leave voluntarily."

Now that London is experiencing an eventful season, August, a fat duke who everyone wants to eat, is really not suitable to stay in London. When all the dust settles, he will naturally have a way to bring August back.

"If you let him go, he will go; if you tell him to go back, he will go back." Miss Mary crossed her chest, with a sneer on her face, "Who do you think you are? God?"

Raphael did not refute, but said calmly: "Then let us wait and see."

"It's best not to take too long!" Miss Mary's threats are always sincere. When her long and narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, there will be an aura of looking down on the world, which is similar to the arrogance that is a little arrogant in front of August. The difference between cloud and mud.

"You care about him?" Raphael asked back. If he cared, why didn't Mary bring August to London a few years ago?

"Of course!" Miss Mary didn't want August to come to London a few years ago, because at that time, August, who was as simple as a blank sheet of paper, was not suitable for the volatile Vanity Fair in London.But it’s different now. August’s “illness” has recovered and he has become a normal person. That is to say, he will grow up sooner or later. Man of the rules of the game, "You have to give me an exact time!"

Raphael looked at a celadon flower pot placed by the study window, where he specially planted ornamental plants that had not broken the ground.With a low voice, ancient and tactful tone, he said an unfamiliar text: "Wait until the flowers bloom on Moshang..."