The Complete Guide to the Marriage of the Father of the Beautiful Boy DreamWorks

The royal court is in the center of the royal city, not far from Xavier's mansion. It only takes 10 minutes to walk through the special passage for mounts. In the middle, he can whistle and tease the passing beauties, so Xavier has always enjoyed being slow in the royal city. The feeling of walking a horse slowly.It's a pity that it's too early today, and people are shivering in the cold winter morning.Except for the people who worked in the early days, the others were naturally still sleeping at home. Without the comfort of beauties, Xi Weier really didn't have the energy to slow down and walk the horse, and hurried to reach the gate of the royal court at the fastest speed.

The guards outside the gate of the royal court probably knew Xavier, and they saluted with admiration. After saying hello, they checked Xavier's documents for entering and leaving the royal city symbolically, and released him without further questioning.Xi Weier was also happy and relaxed, and handed over the Sphinx to the guards who came to lead the horses, and strode into the royal court.

The official led the way, saying that His Majesty was meeting with the envoy of the Demon Race and had no time to be distracted. He asked Xi Weier to wait in the side hall and announce the meeting later.

The side hall was very boring, there was only one waiter in the huge space besides him, the other was a cautious and silent middle-aged man, no matter how Xi Weier spoke to him, he would keep his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and occasionally he would say 'um' and 'oh' , indicating that he was listening, and there was nothing else to say—after several conversations, even the dull Xi Weier could feel that the other party had no intention of talking to him, so he had to sort out the decorative sword on his waist angrily, Finally, he simply said, "I'll go to the garden for a walk."

There is a garden outside the side hall, but in winter, how many flowers can bloom, so it is not so much a garden as it is a bush, and all of them have lost their leaves, making them look bare and ugly.Further inside, there is a piece of pine forest, which is still green, and there are some low-level monsters that look beautiful but have very weak combat power.

Xivir likes weak monsters very much, the reason is very simple, low-level monsters can't sense Xivir's strength, so they are not afraid of Xivir, unlike high-level monsters, who smell Xivir's scent from a distance and run away.

A few medium-sized monsters with long beaks paced back and forth slowly around Xi Weier, looking for bait scattered in the dry yellow grass, occasionally stretching out the dazzling colorful feathers on their bodies, making a low hiss, and even A few bold ones simply stretched out their heads to peck at Xi Weier's pocket, trying to find something to eat.

Xi Weier couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to hide in a secluded place deep in the cypress forest where there were no people or beasts, and wanted to catch up on getting back to the cage until the waiter shouted for someone.

The bushes are actually not a good place to go, the fallen leaves are mixed with the soil, and the morning dew has not disappeared, so you must be in a mess when you lie down.But Xi Weier didn't care, he really liked the unique fruity scent in the bushes, it reminded him of the fruit bark dinner of the elves - it was really a good dinner... if you don't eat it.

The half-person-high bushes were just enough to cover Xiweier's figure tightly. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find a person lying inside the bushes.Satisfied with the place he found, Xi Weier squinted his eyes and began to doze off.

The day had not yet dawned, so it was naturally chilly before dawn, but Xavier didn't feel cold at all, instead he felt refreshed and pleasant. His thoughts were mostly gone, and he was about to fall asleep, but he frowned unhappily eyebrow.

He could hear light footsteps approaching in the distance.

The footsteps were not very solid, only the soft boots worn by children would make such a sound.

Xi Weier carefully discerned the sound of footsteps, and suddenly became interested. He didn't know which family the child was from. This walking posture was enough to be a model for nobles.

It sounds like the child's footsteps landed at the same distance as the previous landing point every time. The toes always landed and then the soles of the feet. There was no delay at all, because Xi Weier did not hear the sound of the sand being carried up from the beginning to the end. It is also very light - this is the unique walking style of certain nobles. They don't want to be called uneducated because they walk too loudly or walk slowly.

Xi Weier was also taught this walking posture by the etiquette teacher. At first he could put on a show, but after becoming a mercenary, he changed back to the carefree figure-of-eight gait.

Xi Weier covered his mouth and yawned silently, then turned his head to look outside the bushes.

From his vantage point, all he could see was a pair of brown calfskin soft boots coming from the secluded path in the garden.

What is this kid doing here?It's less than five o'clock in the morning, so it's not like passing through such a remote place.

Just as Xi Weier thought about it, he saw the child standing outside the bushes where he was hiding.

Seeing the child's face made Xi Weier feel a little regretful, but he didn't want to rashly stand up and scare others, so Xi Weier simply didn't move, and continued to look through the gap in the bushes.

He thought he would see a child squatting on the ground, taking out a doll and playing with a house with only one person, but he didn't expect to hear the familiar sound of breaking wind—the sound of a wooden sword splitting the air.

Start practicing swords so early?

Xavier was a little curious, so he carefully looked through the gaps in the bushes.

——It was a pretty boy.

About eleven or twelve years old, short blond hair and eyes are the common features of the Protoss. Generally speaking, the appearance of the Protoss men tends to be handsome and handsome, and few are delicate, but this child's face is very delicate. With a little demon blood.It's a pity that the child's expression is too indifferent.

Yes,

indifferent.

Xi Weier didn't know why he used such a derogatory term to describe a child, but it did seem to be the case.

His face was expressionless, his red lips were tightly pursed, and his golden eyes, which were supposed to be transparent, were foggy and emotionless, no matter how you looked at them, they were indifferent.

Looking at it, Xi Weier suddenly thought, if this child smiles, he will definitely look good.

The child was only wearing simple old cloth clothes, but they were neat and tidy. Even the cuffs were tightly buttoned, and the collar was tightly closed. A button on the neckline is cool, and it looks like it is too serious.Only the wooden sword in the child's hand, rough and weak, looks like a rough product made hastily by a layman.

Xi Weier didn't continue to look at the child's appearance and clothes, and turned his attention to the child's swordsmanship.

Good swordsmanship, but Xi Weier didn't like it.

Rigid, inflexible, and lacking in spirit—Xi Weier silently criticized a lot of shortcomings of the child, and didn't feel that his evaluation was too harsh for a child who was only eleven or twelve years old.

The child swung the sword for a full hour without pausing, his little face was flushed with heat, and his brows gradually frowned—this appearance, which seemed to be dissatisfied with his performance, made Xi Weier feel that the child was quite cute, at least compared to the one just now. Much more pleasing than expressionless.

When it finally stopped, the child was almost out of strength, and the wooden sword and pestle supported his body on the ground to rest for a while, and when his breath calmed down, the child started to swing the sword again.

"Hey... It's good to practice hard, but the practice method is wrong." Xi Weier finally couldn't help it, and suddenly made a sound, then rubbed his chin and got up, and finally met the child's eyes through the bushes.

The child was startled by Xavier's voice and his sudden standing up, took a few steps back, looked on alert, looked at Xavier suspiciously, then turned back expressionless, lowered his head and put the wooden sword back into the black leather case around his waist Inside, turn around and prepare to leave.

"Hey! Wait a minute, kid!" Xi Weier was unhappy.

Why doesn't this kid have any curiosity at all?A stranger suddenly appeared next to him, without asking the other party's identity or the other party's purpose!Besides, he even opened his mouth to criticize his practice method, how could he not refute?Can you stop being so calm!It's not fun at all, kid!

The child seemed to be dissatisfied with Xavier's impolite words when he called him, but he didn't reprimand him. He just frowned and turned to look at Xavier, as if he was urging him to speak quickly, with a little impatience in his golden eyes , staring at Xi Weier.

Xi Weier patted off the dirt on his body: "Don't you ask who I am?"

r> "Not interested." The child obviously didn't want to answer Xi Weier's question, but still maintained the most basic etiquette - he only gave a response, nodded slightly, and prepared to leave.

Xi Weier was not willing to be ignored so much, and followed him step by step.

"your name?"

The child did not answer and continued to move forward.

"How old is this year? Eleven? You look really thin." Xi Weier smacked his mouth.

The child still ignored Xi Weier.

"It looks really good... Could it be a girl?" Xi Weier suddenly thought of this possibility, looked at the child's pretty face again, and realized that the possibility of this thought was extremely high.

"...I'm a man!" The child finally uttered such a sentence with a cold face. Afterwards, he quickened his pace, obviously not wanting to say a word to Sivirdo again.

"Uh, it's just a guess, don't be angry, don't be angry... Well, at least you don't look like a girl when you are angry." Xi Weier tried to appease.

The child's face turned even darker after hearing what Xi Weier said, but he didn't respond. He meant to refute, probably because he didn't want Xi Weier to see a joke.

Xi Weier didn't care, and touched his chin: "Did you practice a lot, but you didn't make much progress?"

The child ignored Xi Weier and continued walking.

"Did you get criticized by your fencing teacher for not being flexible enough?"

The child's steps finally paused.

"Is it because you practice a lot and are very proficient, but you can't use it in battle, and even if you use it, it doesn't have the power of your usual practice?"

The child finally turned around, frowning, with a serious face: "You know?"

"Hey, if you call me uncle, I'll tell you? Come on, call me uncle and come and listen?" Xi Weier chuckled, feeling that he had finally caught the child's weakness.

The child was silent for a while, then turned and left.