Reborn Ancient Western Europe

On the Seahawk, Jon and Beth had discussed Grace with Gray.

"I met him once when I was still in the imperial capital. At that time, he was about the same age as you are now." Beth held her chin in thought and said, "Well, how should I put it, he obviously looks very cute. Children, but I always feel that it is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

What Beth said was when she accepted the ordination ceremony of the duchess.It was mid-February, the winter north wind was still raging, and the thick snow dyed the entire imperial capital intermittently white.

Wearing a black dress and veil, Beth knelt on a soft and luxurious cushion, accepting the canonization of the emperor.The war was over, and the other nobles watching this scene in the hall, although some were dressed in black to express their condolences, the atmosphere around them was obviously cheerful and eager to try.

The band finally played an elegant waltz, and on the dance floor, luxuriously dressed people hugged each other and spun.Beth was supported by others and came to the emperor.She lifted the corner of her skirt and bowed respectfully to salute.

"I'm as sad as you about your father's matter." His Majesty the Emperor raised his hand slightly, motioning for others to help her up, and said soothingly.

The corners of Beth's lips curved slightly under the black veil, but her voice was still steady, "Thank you for your kindness, it is my father's honor to be loyal to the empire."

The relationship between Beth and her father is not good or bad, more precisely, they are strangers at all.

Beth's father was a declining nobleman. Although he had a prominent family background, he was unable to make ends meet due to various reasons and gradually withered away.As for Beth's family, although they also had the name of nobility because of their strong economic strength, they did not break into the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital, and were always regarded as nouveau riche.

This is a common combination in the aristocratic circles of the imperial capital. Marriage where each takes what he needs is always more practical than love.

After Beth was born, their tolerance for each other came to an end.Almost in no particular order, they each have a lover.Beth's mother also quickly took Beth out to live under the pretext of recovering from illness.

The only time they came back was when Beth saw her father for the first time.

Beth's mother felt threatened when she heard from her friends that the lover of Beth's father was pregnant.She hurried back to the imperial capital with Beth, but felt relieved after seeing the woman.The woman was an orphan who had worked for a while as a flower girl and then as a maid in an old professor's house.

Her position is too humble.Beth's mother only looked at her once and then turned her head away to look no further.She felt that her act of rushing back for such a non-threatening existence was too demeaning.

She even vaguely felt a little disappointed.All the crazy ideas and elaborate plans she'd learned from her own mother didn't have any need to be implemented.God, her life was so boring, why wasn't there any fun for her.

Beth was six years old that year.

She tightly grasped the corner of her mother's clothes, watching her mother and the strange man who was her own father confront each other, sneering and sarcastic.But even though it was her father, that man took good care of the other woman.

He doesn't even know his own name.A random glance over it was like looking at a flower arrangement in a vase, carelessly.

Beth sneered, lowered her head, and stood quietly behind the emperor, looking solemn and sad.

It was at this time that she saw Grace.He was wearing a white suit with sapphire cufflinks, and his golden hair fell softly on his shoulders.He was talking to a noble girl, smiling a little shyly.It looks like a cute and shy little boy.

His expression, that kind of faint smile, looks clean and meaningless, full of innocence, but Beth knows that behind that thin and hypocritical mask, all kinds of chaotic and crazy thoughts are like deadly Like a poisonous snake, it is entrenched and waiting for an opportunity to move.

At that time, Queen Vanners had been divorced from the emperor for two years, and she had already left Grace and returned to Vanners to take over the power.And the third queen has also lived in the palace for a long time.She is a woman as gentle as water, with warm long chestnut hair and equally warm light brown eyes.

Among the emperor's three queens, she was probably the one who had the most harmonious relationship with the emperor.She smiled, took Beth's hand and said comforting words, with tears in her eyes.It seems that Beth really thought that because of her father's departure, Beth was heartbroken and shed tears. Even if she was canonized as a baroness, it still couldn't make up for the scars in her heart.

Beth remained expressionless and didn't say a word, but she was pinching her own palms secretly to stop her urge to knock out all the teeth of this nagging woman with a punch.

Of course she didn't do anything, but the queen suddenly said "Oops", bent over and covered her lower abdomen, her face was pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

The doctor came quickly, and Beth, who was very close to them, raised his eyebrows at the emperor's frown and concern in his eyes.

There is nothing wrong with the queen, on the contrary, she is beyond fine.

She is pregnant.

The nobles came forward to congratulate her one after another, and the emperor excitedly held her hand and kissed her forehead.Beth turned her head slightly and looked at Prince Grace. There was still a faint smile on his face, but she was very familiar with the light in his eyes.

She still remembered that when her mother learned that her father and his lover had a child, she also smiled, and from the depths of her eyes, there was such a light.

The poisonous snake that was entangled and ready to attack stood upright, eager to try.

For an instant, Beth felt a deep chill.The queen's pregnancy, like some kind of catalyst, easily ignited the invisible lead.

It's not a happy memory for Beth.She stroked the printed pattern on the teacup, shook her head, and emphasized: "In short, if possible, I don't want to have anything to do with him."

Half of that kind of people are already on the verge of madness.

Jon's attitude was more serious than Gray expected.

"Don't approach him, Gray, that man is too dangerous."

He had never spoken to Gray in such a commanding tone.His attitude has always been very cautious, clinging to his status as a housekeeper and refusing to overstep, his attitude towards Gray is even more gentle.It was the first time for such a tough attitude, and even Beth couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

Seeing Prince Grace walking towards him step by step, Gray sighed. As early as when Jon first mentioned it, he should have expected that this person had definitely had something to do with him before.

Grace looked at him with a smile, then suddenly lifted his chin and leaned over to kiss his lips.The warm tongue forcibly pried open Gerui's teeth, licking the body fluid in his mouth that still had a strong smell of blood.

His movements were very gentle, with that gentle smile still on his face.Gray lowered his eyes and let him kiss, but never wanted to see his eyes again.

That young man who is as soft as a petal in the garden of the imperial capital will fall from heaven to the mortal world after all.In the unfathomable lost way of fate, everyone will be dyed different colors, and no one can be willful.

Everyone's choice, everyone has to bear it.Gray felt that he did not accuse or question the other party's reasons and positions.

Grace finally let go of Gray's lips, licking his ears along his cheeks.Gray panted thinly, turning his head to avoid him.

Grace didn't care. He looked at him, sighed, and said suddenly, "Grey, I'm sorry about that."

Gray froze for a moment, looking at him suspiciously.

Grace smiled wryly. "Jon told me that that incident made you forget all your previous memories. Originally, I thought he didn't want me to look for you again, so he lied to me like this. Unexpectedly, you really don't remember me."

The amnesia that Jon said was a lie told by Gray when he first came to this body.As for the reason for the death of the body, Gray has always had doubts.Because the family members were not only not nervous about his so-called amnesia, but they all seemed relieved.

He didn't expect that this matter would eventually be involved with Prince Grace.

Grace looked at him, smiled again, and asked, "You must be hungry now after sleeping for so long, what would you like to eat?"

Gray didn't answer, and turned his head away from him like a tantrum.

Grace smiled, ruffled his hair, turned and left.

Gray watched him leave the room, close the door, and get off the bed immediately.Finding no shoes, he stood barefoot on the floor and bent down to check the other end of the silver chain.Under the dimly lit bed, nailed to a raised metal wedge, the silver chain was securely fastened to it.Gray tugged hard, but the metal wedge didn't budge.

He sat on the edge of the bed, bent the knee of his right leg, and studied the silver ring on his ankle.It was about five centimeters wide, and it clung tightly to Gray's ankle, making it impossible to take it off.The design of the keyhole is very secretive. After groping for a while, Gray found out that the stamen of one rose flower has a slightly different feel from the others.As for the silver chain tied to the silver ring, each link has already been welded to death.

Unless he got the key, Gray thought, otherwise he would have no way to get rid of this chain and leave here smoothly.

He looked around and found that this was a very ordinary bedroom, all the furnishings were quite satisfactory, even a little bit of a deliberate pursuit of ordinaryness.Gray frowned, and walked to the window with bare feet, the silver chains on his ankles made a crisp clanging sound as he walked.

He pushed open the window and looked outside.Outside the window is a whole garden, delicate roses and roses are blooming, the soil is still moist, and the air is filled with a fresh floral fragrance, mixed with the smell of earth and the slightly bitter taste of grass and tree sap.There are white birds flying around in the sky, singing to each other.

"You haven't healed yet, so it's better not to blow the wind." Prince Grace came in with a plate, and couldn't help frowning when he saw Gray standing barefoot by the window.

Gray glanced at him, closed the window obediently, and sat back on the bed.He glanced at the food on the dinner plate. He had slept for too long and lost his appetite.

"I'm not hungry." Gray raised his right foot slightly and said coldly, "Untie this."

"Even if you're not hungry, eat a little bit." Grace shook his head and put down the plate.He glanced at the silver ring on Gray's foot, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, it's just as I imagined, this one matches you very well."

Gray was silent for a while, sighed, and said resignedly: "Change another ankle lock. My right ankle joint has been injured, so I can't touch too cold metal for a long time."

Grace's face changed, and he raised Geri's ankle and groped carefully.

"Yes, is it the injury left at that time?"

Gray lowered his eyes, didn't look at him, and didn't speak.

Grace untied a pendant around his neck, which was a slender cross.The tip of the cross is engraved with some overlapping and intertwining patterns.

He carefully inserted the tip of the cross into the keyhole, twisted it a few times on the left and right, and opened the silver ring.Gray didn't try to struggle and resist at this time, he stretched out his left foot meekly, allowing Grace to lock the silver ring on his left foot again.He has been watching Grace's actions, and when he looked up at him, he retracted his gaze in time.

"Gerry." Grace smiled, tightened the hand holding Gray's ankle, looked into Grey's eyes, and said word by word: "You will never have a way to escape from my side. "

Gray also looked back at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up.