The Golden Age: Colotia I

"You still have the guts to come back?!" Eugenie looked at the two men standing in front of her, with uncontrollable anger in her voice, "Now the whole country is looking for you, don't you know?"

"Aunt..." just as Olivier opened his mouth, Eugenie interrupted impatiently by stretching out a hand, "Leave quickly, you have already lost your position as prince and ruined the Langheim family." Are you not satisfied with this look?"

Olivier knew that after Osborn seized the power of the aristocratic faction, the great aristocrats no longer had the honor of the past, and the already declining families like the Langheim family made the situation worse. It's not a big deal, but Olivier's departure obviously dealt another blow.

"Don't let Charlotte know that you're back, or I won't be able to bear her tears!" Eugenie said coldly, "Aren't you leaving soon?"

"Auntie, someone is chasing us, please let us stay for a few days, and then we will leave immediately." Olivier asked.

"...This is your home, don't ask me." After a moment of silence, Eugenie replied coldly, regardless of Olivier behind him winking and smiling at Mulla, "But I want to warn you, once the situation improves, you must immediately leave."

"I knew that my aunt would never let me go." In his former bedroom, Olivier held a glass of wine comfortably, and sighed to Mu La, "She will not let the Langheim family live outside the house." Humiliated in front of her... From this perspective, she loves the Langheim family's reputation the most."

Mu La lay side by side with him on the soft couch. Hearing this, he turned to look at him. His dark eyes were scattered with the starlight falling from the sky of the open-air balcony. His eyes were soft: "You are very similar to her." With a strong appearance, The inside has the softest existence.

"In that case, you are more like her," Olivier stood up halfway. He looked at the blushing wine in the glass with one eye, and shook it teasingly, looking playfully from one side of the glass to the other. "Tough on the outside, soft on the inside... right?"

"You guy..." Mulla smiled, reached out and rubbed his blond hair, Olivier managed to smooth out his messy hair, although they were no longer young, but It's still like two kids.

"We used to do this often... lying side by side and watching the stars." Olivier said softly, "I don't know if such a beautiful night sky can be seen again in the future..."

"..." Mu La looked at him silently. It is true that their road is very difficult, and it may take a long time to realize it. However, he does not want to see him say such negative words, because this is not what he wants. Well known Olivier.

He grabbed one of his hands and pulled him up from the couch with all his strength.Facing the moonlight and the stars, Olivier stretched out his arms long and made a toast from a distance: "This one is for everyone."

Olivier's eyes were bright, Mu La looked at him, and returned to his childhood in a trance.At that time, whenever he finished a day's practice at his home and night fell, the blond boy would always be like an elf, dexterously crawling in along the outer wall of the Vandell's house, smiling. The earth suddenly appeared in the moonlight, which made him startled from time to time.But the child didn't care, and secretly pulled him over the wall, went to the forest at night to pick mushrooms that would appear before dawn, or lit a bonfire, and held a bonfire party on his own initiative.

Life at that time, every time I recall it, is infinite fun.

You once said, I am your knight, every time I rescue you from danger.In fact, you are the brilliance that appeared in my life, making my life that was originally well-behaved rich and vivid.

Yes, without this maverick prince, he would be another high-ranking military officer of the Van der family guarding the royal family, following the old path of his ancestors, living his life silently and peacefully.

Mu Ra stretched out one arm and embraced Olivier like a reliable brother, and tapped his forehead lightly with the other hand: "I believe in you, we will succeed." His voice was calm and powerful , just like when I was a child, is the most reliable support.

Olivier smiled, brought another glass of wine to his lips, and tilted slightly: "Then, let's have a drink for our victory."

"Okay, let's have a drink."

"Your Excellency, please allow us to search. This is a search order issued by His Majesty the Emperor himself."

When they woke up in the morning, Olivier and Mulla heard the noise of the servants downstairs and the tapping of soldiers' boots.

"Your Majesty? You might as well just say that the order was given by the princess." Eugenie's haughty voice was very clear amidst the mess of noises, "I'm sorry, but I don't think it is necessary for me to accept this arrest warrant."

"Your Excellency, we have received a report that Mr. Langheim has returned to the empire. In order to avoid suspicion, you should also let us check this house. You know, he is no longer the prince." Levitt Lazeanor's royal surname has been stripped and he is now Olivet Langheim.

"They really know me," Olivier whispered to Mulla.

"Hush, keep quiet." Mulla was always paying attention to the movement outside.

"Even though he is no longer Prince Greenwest of the Empire, he is still the sole heir of our Langheim family." Eugenie said coldly, "He is the future Duke of Langheim."

"Shall I remind you? Don't easily offend a nobleman, even if he has fallen into the dust, because you don't know when he will rise again from the dust."

The officer's face turned red: "Your Excellency! I don't intend to offend you! But please understand our difficulties, this is an order from Her Royal Highness..."

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to speak in such a tone earlier? Why bother to be condescending?" Eugenie sneered, "Okay, I allow you to go in and find the 'chaotic party' that doesn't exist at all." She looked offended She raised her chin to face the maid, raised her voice slightly, "Lia, go and open the cage, and let Nightingale find something to eat..." She seemed to hesitate, and after a very short pause, "Remember to watch it Fly back."

She ignored the officers and went upstairs with her skirt in her hand.Just when those people were about to start a large-scale search, she suddenly turned her head: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, you and your people had better not knock over or mess up the things in the house. You know, it's all about the royal family. Supplies."

The officer who had been taunted by Eugenie for a long time rushed up angrily, and then came down with red faces.Of course, there was not even half a person on it, he reluctantly asked the maid, and wanted to say goodbye to the Duke, but the eloquent Liya told him:

"Oh, Your Excellency the Duke, please do your own thing. She still has to tidy up the things you messed up, so she won't see off the guests. By the way, please tell Her Royal Highness that she is welcome to visit our manor often."

Upstairs, Eugenie was in her room, looking at a jewelry box inlaid with a tortoise shell. She opened the box quietly, and inside was a comb inlaid with jewels, with a few strands of long hair on it. .There are also some gorgeous jewelry, none of which is missing, but there is an extra page of blank paper.

On the paper was bold and elegant calligraphy: "The nightingale flew away, but it will come back. Please look forward to its wonderful singing."

She walked into Olivier's room, the window of that room was open, the fresh air mixed with the smell of fresh grass leaves on the grass outside, flew in along the fluttering light curtains, she looked down, and saw her own body in a trance The little sister, in a bright red dress, rode a fierce horse, jumping merrily over bushes and rose bushes.

"Oh! Oh Nai! Oh Nai! Look how I dance!"

In an instant she was playing with her own child, the little blond boy whom she hated, the boy whom Eugenie regarded as a disgrace to the family and who had destroyed her innocent little sister, and she could faintly hear Odette's call. :

"My little nightingale! That song you sang to your mother yesterday was beautiful! But today I must go to piano lessons!"

"Okay, mom...if I were Nightingale, what would you be?"

"Me? Of course I am Mother Nightingale!"

... Eugenie stood on the other side of the grass, frowning at the mother and child, Olivier grabbed the corner of the mother's skirt and called "Auntie", Odette jumped over and stuffed the bread crumbs in Eugenie's hand Li: "Oonai dear, can we go feed the birds together?"

Then she winked at Olivier happily: "You know, baby? My aunt is the master of all our nightingales!" She hugged Eugenie tightly and kissed her on the left cheek.

"Sister, I love you!"

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