Your Mightiness

"How should we solve this matter?" August turned his face away unnaturally in order to conceal his heartbeat at that moment, trying to find other topics to cool down his feelings.Raphael's face is really cheating, he will make everyone who sees him have a cognitive impulse of "you are the best-looking, so you are all right".

Raphael squinted his eyes and deepened his smile, because he realized that he was not completely without chance. August's evasion was a signal instead, just like August's stupid attempt to cover up at the beginning. own oriental complex.

Some things are like a cough, the more you cover it up, the more obvious it is.

Because of this knowledge, Raphael became even happier. However, for the time being, he didn't plan to act rashly. He wanted to get in touch more and get more bargaining chips.

Raphael pretended to be unconscious and approached August. The air was cold, but his body was hot. With the aroma of coffee and winter, he said, "We won't solve it."

"Ah?" August was taken aback, turned his head abruptly, and was facing Raphael's prosperous beauty who was infinitely approaching him.

Some people's appearance cannot withstand magnification, but some people are on the contrary, the closer they are, the more clearly they can see each other's delicacy and perfection.Raphael obviously belongs to the latter, and he is an "old driver" who especially magnifies his advantages in appearance.He obviously didn't do anything, but he seemed to be able to infect the air, even if it was just a shallow hooked lip, it carried a fatal charm.

Those characteristic smoky gray eyes are like small hooks, which attract people deeply, as if they can hold the stars and the sea, and it seems that only August can hold them there.

Raphael said unhurriedly: "Yes, you heard me right, 'we' don't do anything..."

Because of course others will help.

……

I have to say that the Earl of Salisburg came at a really bad time.

Richard II was already suffering from illness, and he was already exhausted after hunting deer day and night, all over the mountains and plains. The most important thing was that he hadn't found it yet. Richard II was already on the verge of being irritable. Whoever pushes it, as long as it reaches the limit of endurance, he will explode on the spot.

No one knew where that limit was, but it was clear that the Earl of Salisbury was about to find out.

Although the high-ranking old earl deceived Richard II ambiguously with the excuse of "Are you sure that August must be the child of His Royal Highness William", but that's all.

There were a lot of people at that time, and Richard II agreed because he was once again frustrated in finding the white deer.But when Richard II calmed down, sat in the room again, and listened to the "telling the old story" of the earl of Salisbury who seemed to have decayed together with his age, he became more and more nervous. The more I don't believe it.

Richard II dragged his chin with one hand, narrowing his eyes impatiently.Because of the torment of the illness, he looked very old. It can only be said that Raphael's early plan to empty Richard II's body with alcohol and sex was really very successful.

To put it simply, Richard II looked like "I'll just watch your nonsense in silence" at this time.

The Earl of Salisburg didn't know whether it was because he was old and dizzy, or because he was deeply attracted by the past he had imagined. He was still chattering and narcissistic about how much he and Joan loved each other. How despicable and shameless the Earl of Holland was, he deceived the Holy See, the world, and of course, Joan...

Richard II learned the skill of complaining in his heart without a teacher: If Joan likes you, can he and Holland be married for eleven years and have four children?

Although Richard II didn't like Joan and felt that this cousin was not good enough for his brother, he didn't think that the Earl of Salisburg was good enough for Joan.

Joan was always beautiful and quiet in Richard II's mind. She seemed to be the most beloved masterpiece of God, and even time took pity on her, and she was unwilling to let her lose her soul-stirring beauty. Before his death, he always maintained the face of a [-]-year-old girl, but had the wisdom and temperament of a mature woman after going through vicissitudes, like a bottle of Bordeaux red wine, which will become fragrant over time and will never fade away.

And the Earl of Salisbury?No one still remembers how powerful he used to be, and no one remembers how he was when he was young. At this moment, he is an old and immortal guy in the eyes of everyone. All kinds of problems caused by his overindulgence made Richard two I have to stay away for a long time, because just looking at him, I can think of the word "rotten" slowly fermenting.

The Earl of Salisburg is still continuing his obscenity, and all the previous things are just foreshadowing. What he really wants to express is that the Black Prince was injured on the battlefield before, and he cannot make Joan pregnant.

Accompanied by a particularly wretched laugh.

He said that Joan's infertility for many years was the most favorable proof, and the black prince even had to give up the throne.Well, in fact, it has nothing to do with the fact that the black prince gave up the throne and whether he has any heirs. The real problem is that he is unwilling to give up Joan and marry someone else.There are Congress and nobles inside, Aragon and the Holy See outside, and they are all putting pressure on the Black Prince to marry Catherine of Aragon.But the black prince finally made an astonishing decision—since the king of England would face the possibility of being attacked by enemies if he did not marry the princess of Aragon, he should not be the king of England.

Miraculously, a few years after the black prince gave up the throne, the husband and wife who lived a semi-retired state in the country manor ushered in the surprise of life instead.

"At that time, William was the same as now. He always fought against France in the territory of France, and stayed with Joan less often..." The earl of Salisburg's hint was still almost becoming explicit, "I happened to be in Joan's recuperation at that time. Near the manor." The Earl of Salisburg was unable to say the following words.

I probably won't be able to speak again in this life.

Because the Black Prince, as the Earl of Salisburg called it, was standing by the door at this time, dusty, wearing the iconic black armor, a red cape with a black outer layer, a sword decorated with gemstones on his waist, and a pair of eyes As fierce and cruel as a wolf.He looked at the Earl of Salisburg and said, "How did I warn you back then?!"

If you come an inch closer to my wife and children, I will cut off an inch from you!

The Black Prince grinned at the Earl of Salisburg, like a great white shark smelling blood, and like a devil from hell, and said, "How close are you to my son now? Ah, my math It’s been bad all the time, don’t worry about it, anyway, it must have exceeded the standard by a lot, and it will be hacked to death and knocked down.”

The Black Prince thought he was deliberately torturing the Earl of Salisburg. After he finished speaking, he was not in a hurry to kill him. Instead, he took every step leisurely, like a soldier stepping on a majestic drumbeat.And every time he took a step forward, the Earl of Salisburg shrank back a little, as if he wanted to curl himself up in the chair that wasn't that big of a space, and his sallow face turned paler than paper. Pale, beads of sweat rolled down, and even began to make a sharp cry, which was worse than killing a pig.However, everyone's ears were not tortured for too long, because the cry became smaller and smaller, and the Earl of Salisburg had already lost his voice in fear.

Yesterday again, the nightmare came again.

When the Black Prince took the tenth step unhurriedly, the Earl of Salisburg was frightened to death.

Really. Dead.

"Hey, that's really boring." The Black Prince stopped where he was, curled his lips in disdain, he had rich experience, and knew very well that the Earl of Salisburg was really dead.Unluckily, he thrust his sword into the ground, and could only turn his head to look at his younger brother, with a high-spirited face full of uncertainty, as if asking, "Are you kidding me?"

The Black Prince's face was full of drama, even though he didn't speak, but Richard II, who was familiar with him, seemed to have figured it all out--Oh my god, who is this old guy who is about to die?Where is my little angel brother?Where's the cute, smart, literary brother who always reads sonnets to me?Who stole him?I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, who is this old man who is older than me?My Orr won't become like this, will he?How many years have I been abroad?Has everyone's time been stolen?Ahhhh, what about baby Al, I can't accept that my baby has become like this!

The brothers looked at each other for a few seconds before the Black Prince hesitated and called tentatively: "Little Richard?"

"Brother, it's me." Richard II was helpless.In fact, he doesn’t want to admit that he is him now. He almost doesn’t look in the mirror anymore, because as long as he sees himself in the mirror, he has an urge to destroy everything. At the lowest point, he wants to destroy everything. Own.

He's become horrible, and this should be God's punishment.

The Black Prince walked forward slowly but with as big a stride as possible.The heavy armor he wears is really inconvenient to move around. It belongs to the kind that requires the help of attendants to get on and off the horse. If he is accidentally cut off during a battle, he can't even turn over. He can only tumbling like a turtle. status.Of course, he has never been cut off from the horse, and he is usually the one who watches others learn from the turtle.

When Richard II raised his head and looked at his brother full of admiration, his brother did not hesitate to slap the back of his head, hard, with the familiar strength and the original formula.

The black prince said: "You did this purely by yourself, thank you! You have a penny relationship with God?! Say, don't you eat vegetables well? Have you ever had normal exercise except hunting? Do you drink in moderation? Sleep How's the quality? Did you casually have sex with the abuser again? Why don't you kill yourself?!"

He scolded his head and covered his face, but there was only Richard II's silly smile. Probably no one would believe that the tyrant Richard II had such a side, except the Black Prince.

The Black Prince sat down to the side with great horsepower, took Richard II's cup and began to pour water for himself. He was really thirsty after talking too much.

"You still have a face to smile? I'm asking you something! I wrote you so many letters, did you just let it go? Pooh, oh, what the hell are you drinking? It's bitter, is it medicine? The medicine tastes better than it!" Only then did the Black Prince realize that the thing he drank was sloppy and black, God, he was so miserable that he wanted to question his life.

Richard II was still smirking, full of a dreamy feeling: "Brother, are you really back?"

"Nonsense, who did you see when I didn't come back?" Then the black prince remembered that there was an unlucky corpse next to him, and called someone to carry the Earl of Salisburg down quickly, "Bury him, if you see him nausea."

The Earl of Salisburg did appear in Joan's country back then, but it was not a coincidence, but he followed him. A voyeur and a pervert kept pestering Joan, and even caused Joan's accident She was born prematurely and almost killed two people.Since then, Joan has been left with serious postpartum sequelae, and August is simply a little fool.

The Black Prince wished he could have killed the Earl of Salisbury, but he didn't.Because an oriental "priest" who wandered here said that all of the black prince's current situation is because he killed too much in the first half of his life, and he needs to accumulate virtue to keep his wife and children safe.

I don't know if the "priest" is really capable, or if a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

At that time, Joan, who was bleeding heavily after giving birth, was about to die, but the day after the black prince dubiously put the Earl of Salisburg in the castle's prison instead of killing him, Joan turned the corner. .

Therefore, the Black Prince released the Earl of Salisburg, just threatening him and not allowing him to appear near Joan and August again.

Unfortunately, in the end, Joan died before living a few years.The black prince vented all the pain of losing his wife on the battlefield between Britain and France. He felt that he was deceived!

After continuing to kill like this for a few years, the eight-year-old August miraculously recovered his mind, which made the Black Prince even more convinced that the Eastern "priest" was talking nonsense, that no cause and effect, no fate, could be compared to his own. The sword that accompanied him in the north and south was very important.Only with a sharp blade in his hand can he protect the person he wants to protect and kill the person he wants to kill!

"You, have you gone to see Orr?" Richard II didn't know what he was talking about, because he had already fallen into a state of ecstasy, and his whole body was floating.

"Not yet." The black prince scratched his head, looking extremely distressed. Of course, he hasn't visited his son yet. The Earl of Leesburg, the old monkey, troubled his son again, and he was the first to avenge his son as soon as he was furious.

"!!!" Richard II didn't know how to understand it. Anyway, he was happier. Sure enough, he was his brother's favorite! "I didn't believe him, not a single word. In fact, if you don't come in, I'm already planning to deal with him. How can those dishonorable things be allowed to affect Orr's reputation!"

"You've done a good job, thank you for your hard work." The black prince's expression softened a bit. Hidden behind the big golden beard were a pair of tender eyes of a strong man. He felt that part of the reason why his brother was aging so quickly was for sure. is tired.

State affairs are hard work, he couldn't have felt that way back then.

"No, it's not hard." Richard II shook his head violently, as if he had returned to the past in an instant. He was still the little second prince who was not valued. Only his elder brother, the crown prince who existed like a god, He would touch his head and praise him from the bottom of his heart, saying, you did a great job, my little Richard, you are really my brother.Just one sentence was enough for Richard II to be shy for a long time, and repeatedly excited for several days, for no reason, just because it was his brother who would risk everything to protect him, and praised him.

"I miss you so much." Richard II said from the bottom of his heart. He was always in a state of doubting that everyone was going to harm him. He couldn't even trust the people next to him. Only when the Black Prince was by his side could he feel at ease.

The Black Prince didn’t have the literary and artistic sensitivity of Richard II’s old age. He just said carelessly: “Why are you so grotesque all of a sudden? Didn’t I come back? Did you seriously read the letter I wrote to you?! I clearly So, France is already going to sign some kind of treaty with me, and I will borrow Yael to use it when I come back, because his brain is better."

Prince Hei is a rough guy, but his writing is very good. It feels like he has two personalities. After he writes, he will be more careful than the Queen Mother, and he will instruct the recipient of the letter about every detail of life.

"I saw it, really!" Richard II began to feel a little scared, like a primary school student who did something wrong and was caught by his parents.

The black prince waved his hand: "Let's settle these things slowly later, how do you wash up here?" The black prince can't wait to see his son, but he needs to tidy himself up before meeting anyone, like Trim your beard a little bit, change your clothes, put on some perfume or something.

According to Raphael's letter, his precious son is as delicate as a flower bone, afraid of suffering, pain, and discomfort, and extremely delicate.He didn't think there was anything wrong with raising a child like this, after all, who isn't a baby?He was also forced by the situation back then and had to grow up quickly. He still had his mother and younger brother to protect him.But if it is possible, the Black Prince actually wants to be held in the palm of his hand.You can tell by the way he educates his younger brother. He has cultivated a literary man who loves to enjoy himself.

The Black Prince tidied it up for about an hour, but he was still dawdling and refused to leave.

It's not that he was reluctant to leave Richard, but... he was timid because of his closeness to his hometown. He was afraid that his son would be afraid of him and would not dare to approach him; he was also afraid that he would hurt his son if he was too strong.Most importantly, what if his son doesn't recognize him?Will it be embarrassing?Thirteen and four-year-old children are the most difficult time to deal with, just like Raphael back then.

The black prince had a headache and started to scratch his hair, ahhh, what is the first thing you want to say when you see your son?

Hello son, I am your father?

Soon, there is no need to worry about the Black Prince, because August has already heard the news and ran over.Raphael warned everyone to give August a surprise, but in the end he himself couldn't resist August's pitiful bun face, and took the initiative to sell the surprise.

Regardless of walking and limping a little, August rushed to the temporary residence where the king was. There were only two people in the room except the servants, so it was easy to tell who was the black prince.

August immediately rushed forward and hugged the Black Prince into his arms.

The black prince is completely stupid. He doesn't need anyone to tell him that this is his son. He already knows that this is the baby with whom his blood is thicker than water. He is just at a loss and doesn't know how to treat August .

This child is much more tender than what Raphael said, everywhere is small, white, and soft, which makes the black prince feel like he has nowhere to start. He always feels that if he doesn't pay attention, he will I can pinch myself out of good or bad.How can it be so cute?The Black Prince only dared to hug August back vainly, allowing him to rub against him, playing cheek-sticking games with him back and forth.

"I miss you so much." August actually hugged his father for the first time in his life. It was both novel and exciting, and also a kind of satisfaction that a long-cherished wish had been fulfilled for many years.

This time, Prince Hei didn't feel nasty anymore, but wanted to say something even more nasty, to express his love that was almost overflowing.

So, after typing the draft several times, he mustered up all his courage, and said incoherently, "Hi, Dad, I'm your son."

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The embarrassment at that moment was something that the Black Prince would never forget.

In the end, it was August who hugged his stomach and laughed loudly before he untied the black prince. He sat on the chair with his son who didn't want to leave for a moment, and he was even concerned that his two faces were not the same. The younger brother who is considered good: "Okay, okay, hug each other later, don't be jealous, Al is the youngest."

Only then did Richard II put away his unhappy expression.

Raphael... was even more upset.Who wants you to be hugged by a big, thick and bear-like guy, can you stop hugging my Al?Even if he is your son!Are normal father and son so sticky?Why don't you go to cling to your father? !Taking advantage of others. What is the lover going to do? !

August, however, is naturally coquettish, probably because Raphael has raised him too carefree all these years, and he has always lived like a child who can get what he wants.

He started asking about the Black Prince.

The black prince was a chatterbox himself, and he was cared by his son because of his excitement, so he answered everything in detail, and he even had to answer and describe the pastries he ate one by one.

From England to France to England, the life of the Black Prince is full of adventures, with ups and downs like a story that would be sung by a troubadour.August is a good listener, and he can always cooperate with the corresponding expressions at critical moments. It is vivid and fun, and the interaction between father and son is becoming more and more mysterious.

Raphael had to cough, interrupted them, and pretended to be a good brother: "What about the gift?"

"That's right, a gift!" The Black Prince remembered that he had brought back something for everyone.

What Raphael meant was that the Black Prince would let go of August first if he gave him a gift. Who would have thought that...August was almost hanging on his father, and his father, Kong Wuli, could stand it My son hung up, and I was very happy to continue interacting with my son.

Raphael: ...my brother is not cute at all!