Did the lord get rid of poverty and become rich today?

When I woke up, it was still cloudy and rainy.

But judging from everyone's satisfied expressions, the rest last night and the breakfast provided here this morning are very satisfying.

Robert Jr. will also act as a guide and follow the team to the royal city, and visit his sister Mia, who is currently living in the choir of San Marco in the royal capital.

For this he will get a handsome reward and buy a present for his sister who is about to celebrate her tenth birthday.

Before leaving, out of courtesy, Qiao Ben planned to pay a visit to the lord of Baishui Territory, but was told that the other party left the territory early in the morning and rushed to the capital.

As soon as Joe rested his mind, he rented a few carriages and set off.

The cold morning in the early winter in the south made Qiao Yi, who was used to the dry and cold weather in the north, feel very uncomfortable. Everywhere was damp with a musty smell.

The road paved with bluestone slabs broke shortly after leaving the city, leaving only the muddy road soaked by rain.

Under the cloudy rain, the woods on both sides of the road looked gray, and in the distance, scattered villages were located in the fine rain and fog.

Qiao Yi could still bear this kind of weather, but the Galan Nord elves, who had never been to the south and were accustomed to dry and cold nature, suffered all the malice from God.

So after two days of driving in the rain, Lando was completely overwhelmed by the bad weather.

He has a fever.

Lando, who was ill, was unexpectedly very clingy. He got into Qiao Yi's arms, his arms tightly wrapped around Qiao Yi's body, and pressed his hot forehead against Qiao Yi's neck.

Like a big fluffy dog.

Qiao Yi mixed some antipyretics for him from the system, coaxing him to take the medicine like a child.

"Lando, Lando."

"Hmm—" Lando rubbed his cheek against Joe's shoulder, and murmured inexplicably.

The soft hair rubbed against Qiao Yi's neck, and Qiao Yi turned his head slightly itchy, and reached out to touch the top of Lando's hair: "Lando, get up and take some medicine before going to sleep."

"..." Lando turned around in Qiao Yi's arms, buried his whole face in Qiao Yi's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to take medicine... Well, I'm so sleepy."

Joe One: "..."

What should I do if Kaolin Zhihua's boyfriend becomes a little girl after getting sick?

Sighing, Qiao Yi struggled to pull his arm out of Lando's arms, and held Lando's hot cheeks: "Take the medicine first, and let you sleep after taking the medicine."

Lando propped himself up and sat up, staring at Qiao Yi with half-closed eyes.

Until Qiao stared at the ground and felt a little hairy: "...w-what's the matter?"

"Bitter, I don't want to eat."

Then he fell into Qiao Yi's arms again.

Joe One: "..."

garlic.

Joe supported Lando and let him lean on him, holding the water bag in one hand and the pill in the other, and handed it to Lando's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Lando pursed his lips.

Joe One: "..."

How old are you, kid Rando? !

In desperation, Qiao Yi put down the water bag.

He reached out to hold Lando's face, and pinched Lando's chin: "Good boy, open your mouth. It's not bitter, really. You're a puppy."

Under Qiao Yi's continuous cajoling and half-coaxing, Lando let go.

White pills fed into the mouth.

Joe breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to get the water bag, only to hear a muffled "click—" next to his ear.

Joe froze as soon as he held the water bag.

Turning his head, he saw that Lando's brows were frowning, his whole face became stiff, and there was even a physiological gleam in his eyes.

Joe One: "..."

Lando: "..."

Joe One: "..."

The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Qiao Yi: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

He hurriedly fed two sips of water to wash away the bitter taste in Lando's mouth. Joe looked at the drowsy Lando with his eyes closed in his arms, amused and distressed.

There's an abandoned post on the side of the road.

Qiao Yi simply ordered the horses to be brought to the stable to be fed some food, and to rest here temporarily.

Can't sleep well in a bumpy car.Joe wanted Lando to sleep more comfortably.

Everyone got out of the car and parked the carriage under the canopy, tied up the horses, and the cook started to light the fire and cook.

Joe hugged Lando in his arms and didn't get out of the car.

Warm breath sprayed on Qiao Yi's neck, accompanied by Lando's gradually calming breathing, and the sound of pattering rain outside, Qiao Yi also gradually calmed down, and unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, the sky had already dimmed, and the rain was still falling, only a few empty birdsong occasionally came from the opposite woods.

Lando is still awake.

Joe touched Lando's forehead and heaved a sigh of relief.

The fever has subsided.

The compartment was knocked lightly.

As soon as Joe opened a gap in the curtain, he saw the cook standing outside, holding a bowl of hot porridge in her hand.

"Shh-"

Qiao Yi raised his index finger to make a silent gesture, stood up cautiously, helped Lando cover the blanket and tucked in the quilt, and then lightly got out of the car.

"He's not awake yet. Let him sleep a little longer."

After taking the porridge bowl, Joe walked to the raised bonfire and sat down.

Several men brought some barley wine and talked nonsense while drinking.

They are all experienced old hunters, and the thrilling and exciting stories made Robert, who grew up by the sea, very addicted to hearing them.

Several women gathered on the other side, laughing happily from time to time, and the two unmarried ones looked at the group of men, pushing and laughing at each other with blushing faces.

The air is full of relaxed and happy taste, as if the fatigue on the road is also dispelled at this time.

"The waters of the Shimmering Plains—"

"Lazily scouring the river bed..."

At some point, someone sang in a low voice a song that has been circulating in the Stormlands for many years.

"On fertile soil,

Golden fruit grows..."

The voices slowly gathered together, penetrated the gray rain curtain, and drifted away in the dim sky...

"I put my ears on the ground,

The heart of Snow Mountain is pounding deep in the soul

It is the bells of the holy city of Zion that ring,

It is the nightingale that sings on the flowery branches,

It is the warm sunshine of three springs,

Awaken the tender buds on the branches,

A maiden's snowy skirt blooms in a garden of white roses..."

At that time, Stuart was still the first kingdom in the north, the snow line was far above the mountainside of Daxue Mountain, and the prosperous holy city of Zion was located at the foot of the mountain.

At that time, the Shimmering Plains were not yet frozen, and the sparkling Natalia River ran through endless fields, and herds of cattle and sheep passed by the river bank.

"Son of the great kingdom

We don't believe in gods,

The sword in your hand will bring us glory!

We pierced the enemy's chest with our long sword,

Trample the enemy's banners and tents with the horse's hooves,

Sword and shield are tombs,

Blood and fire are the throne,

The stars and night are temples,

By the bonfires of the holy Stuart kingdom,

Dispelling the smog and illuminating the vast lands of the north. "

The people of the Kingdom of Stuart don't build churches and don't believe in gods.

What they believe in is only their own hands, which can hold a hoe and plow in farming and hold a knife and gun in war.

"Then wind and snow

Seal the city surrounded by flowers,

The girl in the white dress sleeping in the snow mountain

Shed off her once glamorous attire,

on the frozen plain,

No more flowing gold and sparkling lights..."

The sudden disaster not only destroyed the neighboring Dwarf Kingdom and Elf Mountains, but also buried most of Stuart in ice and snow.

Cities are sleeping, fields are frozen, food sources are almost cut off, and people are displaced.

"Son of the Kingdom

exiled in the night,

In the barren lands and bays of Stormland,

Displaced people whisper in the silence..."

The decaying kingdom was absorbed by the south, and the Stuarts were scattered across the continent.

The only remaining line of the royal family is confined to the barren Stormland, lingering under the "generosity" of the new king.

"My beloved girl in white dress,

Do you still remember that after the glory

And the walls covered with blood and dust,

Now here is only the years flowing alone..."

The magnificent city was submerged in the wind and snow, and the former glory was shattered by the aliens from the south. After many years, only the years are left to flow alone in the snow-capped mountains.

"My beloved girl in a white dress,

When will I wear your bright clothes again,

I miss you so much the stars soaked in laughter,

The wild fire in my chest is about to burn me,

But I can only hide all my feelings deeply..."

The glorious dynasty fell to the dust, and the prosperous and prosperous age seemed to be just yesterday, but everyone knew that there was no going back.

The royal family was bloodbathed until only one line remained, and the people were massacred and fled everywhere.

"My beloved girl in white dress,

The clanging of swords in the dream seems to be still yesterday,

Bloody smoke hung over fields and villages.

I long for your newborn fingers

Wipe the dust off my shoulders,

Tell me the night is coming to an end,

Release my savage soul from prison. "

Stuart's royal family is trapped at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, and Stuart's people are in exile. They are oppressed and bullied in the cracks, but they are also working hard to live, looking forward to...

"I will before the light dies,

in the midst of the storm,

Waiting for the day to wake up,

Waiting for you and Jieao to come again,

Descended upon the lands of the Kingdom..."

The rain didn't know when it stopped, only the singing echoed in the sinking twilight, and the jackdaws in the forest were also silent on the branches.

Joe rubbed his eyes, looking at the lifeless night sky.

The past is never really past, they live today.

In Zion sleeping in the snow-capped mountains, at the bottom of the frozen Natalia River, in countless villages and towns that have been frozen, there are still countless corpses of Stuart people.

The dwarves were hunted down without a trace, lingering in the corner, Reed Island still has hundreds of dwarves enslaved.

It shouldn't be like this.

This is not right.

Free souls should not be imprisoned and enslaved by the devil, and ordinary people should not be involved in the flames of war and suffer inhuman massacres and bloodbaths.

And those who live in the present are not qualified to forgive those who died in the war.

The young girl sat not far away, holding her face and looking at the orange-red flames, and touched her friend with her elbow: "Hey, tell me, how beautiful Zion must have been at that time—"

"I don't know. Is it more beautiful than Norman's royal city?"

"Maybe."

"I really want to go and see for myself—"

"Yes……"

Qiao Yi looked away and looked at the two longing girls.

There will be such a day.

I promise.

……

When night finally fell, Joe got into the carriage with a bowl of warm porridge in his hands.

Lando fell into a deep sleep and hasn't woken up until now, but it's time to eat something.

He lit the kerosene lamp hanging on the car wall, put the porridge on the small table, leaned over and patted Lando on the shoulder: "Lando, get up and eat something?"

Lando moved, pulling the blanket over his head, blocking the dim light of the kerosene lamp.

Looks like he's going to sleep on.

Qiao Yi suppressed a smile, gently pulled down the blanket, looked at Lando's half-shrunk face in the blanket, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead: "Lando? You're getting up soon, the porridge is getting cold... Hey! "

Before the words fell, Joe was thrown down by Lando's hand, and he was rolled into his arms.

"..." Joe blinked and blinked, looking at the magnified Lando's face in front of him, his warm breath blended together, and his brain froze.

Lando rubbed the tip of his nose against Qiao Yi's, and then buried his head into Qiao Yi's neck.

Joe opened his mouth and stroked Lando's hair: "Lando?"

The head in my arms rubbed.

Then Qiao Yi's body froze, and a warm feeling came from his neck.

He was blushing and shrunk his neck, and pushed Lando away from the front: "Don't make trouble, get up and have porridge."

But couldn't push it away.

Instead, he was completely suppressed by the elves during the struggle.

The warm touch slowly moved from the side of the neck, like clusters of small flames burning past.

Joe was a little flustered.

"...that...porridge...well..."

The rest of the unfinished words were blocked back between the lips and teeth.

Qiao Yi pinched the clothes on Lando's shoulders helplessly, and was forced to half-raise his head to accept it.

After a long time.

Qiao Yi just pursed his rosy lips, patted Lando who was lying in his arms with his ears flushed, "...are you... sober?"

"Yeah." Lando rubbed Joe's ear with a lazy voice.

"Congee..." Qiao Yi said half a sentence, then shut up again.

...Why is Axi having trouble with porridge? ? ?

"Understood." Lando hugged Joe and laughed, sat up and pulled Joe up.

Fortunately, the porridge is still warm.

Joe sat on the mat with his knees in his arms, tilted his head to watch Lando drink the porridge, and sighed how this elf could eat such a good-looking thing.

The more you look the better!

Sensing Qiao Yi's gaze, Lando turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yi: "It's okay, I just wanted to ask if you look good."

Lando was puzzled: "? What?"

Joe One: ...

Joe One: Who am I and where am I? What did I just say? ? ? ?

Qiao Yi's face was blushing and his hair was blowing out, his head roared like a steam engine: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Lando blinked, his eyes fell on Qiao Yi's rosy lips, and he nodded, seeming to mean something: "Yes."

Joe One: "..."

(///q///a///q///) Alas! ? ? ?

Qiao Yi frowned again: "I mean porridge!"

Lando: "I mean porridge. Don't you mean porridge?"

Joe One: "..."

ah ah ah ah ah

Joe started scratching at the door.

on purpose!Absolutely!right!yes!Therefore!meaning!of!

What should I do? Can an elf who failed to learn from others be sold on Xianyu?

Then, he suddenly realized that the elf was autistic from Qiao Yi, who had learned from him.

If you come out to mix, you always have to pay it back.

Qiao Yi wrapped himself in a small quilt and covered himself in a corner.

【Physical Autism.jpg.】

As the night deepens, the temperature keeps dropping.

Except for Barton and the two men who stood vigil by the bonfire, the rest got back into the warm carriage with the burning charcoal brazier.

Lando had a full sleep before, and now he was leaning quietly on the carriage, reading a book in his hand.

On the contrary, Qiao Yi leaned on Lando's leg, yawning profusely.

"Are you sleepy?" Lando put down the book, touched Qiao Yi's cheek, and looked down at Qiao Yi.

"Well, a little bit."

Lando bent his eyes, leaned over and kissed the corner of Qiao Yi's mouth, and turned off the kerosene lamp: "Then rest."

"Hmm." As soon as Joe replied vaguely, sleepiness entangled like a vine.

While half asleep and half awake, Qiao Yi suddenly heard a faint commotion.

Like crying, screaming.

There were also hoofbeats and slight tremors.

Getting closer and clearer.

Qiao Yi rubbed his eyes and asked confusedly, "What's going on outside?"

As he spoke, he reached out to lift the heavy felt curtain.

The damp cold wind poured in.

Barton had already woken up all the men, and was holding weapons to protect the carriage where Qiao Yi and the four women were in, staring vigilantly at the direction of the sound.

It was too late for them to leave now, and the smoking campfire, fresh horse manure, and ruts were enough to give away everything.

Qiao Yi's drowsiness was instantly cleared, and the hot air he exhaled was instantly torn apart by the cold air: "What's wrong?"

Barton shook his head: "I don't know. Someone is coming."

The noise was getting closer and closer, and some flickering lights and figures could already be seen in the distance.

Lando frowned.

"It smells like blood."

The author has something to say: [The full text of the poem (original) in the article is not well written, thank you for your tolerance] "Girl in White Dress"

the waters of the shining plain,

lazily scours the river bed,

on fertile soil,

Golden fruit grows,

I put my ears on the ground,

The heart of Snow Mountain is pounding deep in the soul

It is the bells of the holy city of Zion that ring,

It is the nightingale that sings on the flowery branches,

It is the warm sunshine of three springs,

Awaken the tender buds on the branches,

The girl's snowy skirt blooms in the white rose garden.

Children of the great kingdom

We don't believe in gods,

The sword in your hand will bring us glory!

We pierced the enemy's chest with our long sword,

Trample the enemy's banners and tents with the horse's hooves,

Sword and shield are tombs,

Blood and fire are the throne,

The stars and night are temples,

By the bonfires of the holy Stuart kingdom,

Dispelling the smog and illuminating the vast lands of the north.

Later wind and snow

Seal the city surrounded by flowers,

The girl in the white dress sleeping in the snow mountain

Shed off her once glamorous attire,

on the frozen plain,

No more flowing gold and sparkling light.

kingdom people

exiled in the night,

In the barren lands and bays of Stormland,

Displaced people whisper in the silence

My beloved girl in white dress,

Do you still remember that after the glory

And the walls covered with blood and dust,

Now here is only the years flowing alone.

My beloved girl in white dress,

When will I wear your bright clothes again,

I miss you so much the stars soaked in laughter,

The wild fire in my chest is about to burn me,

But I can only hide all my feelings deeply.

My beloved girl in white dress,

The clanging of swords in the dream seems to be still yesterday,

Bloody smoke hung over fields and villages.

I long for your newborn fingers

Wipe the dust off my shoulders,

Tell me the night is coming to an end,

Release my savage soul from prison.

I will before the light dies,

in the midst of the storm,

Waiting for the day to wake up,

Waiting for you and Jieao to come again,

descended upon the land of the kingdom.

Sorry to keep you waiting so long!

I previously let go of the leave slip due to the postgraduate entrance examination and internship, and it was only in November that I didn't have time to extend it, so the leave slip disappeared after that, I am very sorry.There are not many things in the three-dimensional area recently, so I will update normally.Please rest assured, you will never be cheated! !