Reborn Ancient Western Europe

When Mu Xiao was young, she once caught a butterfly.The butterfly's wings were pure white with a few round black spots.This is just a very ordinary butterfly transformed from cabbage caterpillar.It neither has beautiful patterns nor bright colors.It is as common as other butterflies flying in the rapeseed field, and there is no way to distinguish it from thousands of butterflies.

However, Mu Xiao likes it like a demon.

She closed it in a breathable transparent box, and put freshly picked flowers in the box.She muttered to it, sang, talked, she even gave it a name.

She is serious and wants to keep this butterfly as a pet.

We all know that, as a certain type of story usually ends.That poor little butterfly didn't survive the next morning, it lay quietly in Mu Xiao's palm, unable to fly anymore.

She held the butterfly all day, neither talking nor eating.

She is still too young, and there are some things that she can't understand even if Gray tells her.

You can close dams to redirect the flow of water; you can erect barriers to redirect the wind; you can even create isolation to stop a fire from burning.Even though these things are invisible, you can pretend that you have imprisoned them.However, no matter what it is, as long as one thing has a life of its own.There is nothing you can do.

No life can bind another life without paying any price.

Even if you use the strongest chains and the most airtight cages, it is useless.Life is a powerful and invisible existence, which is stubborn and cannot be violated by anyone.Between each exhalation and inhalation, the hot blood rushing through the veins is restless.

Gray loves to watch the newlyweds exchanging rings.

No matter how calm and composed they were, at that moment, they would always treat that small metal ring with great care, and they couldn't even stop the trembling of their hands.It was just the simplest movement, but he was so nervous that sweat dripped from his forehead.

Restricting things like this only makes sense when both parties voluntarily accept the restrictions.

Gray looked out of the window, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.The warm sunlight slanted over him, softening the contours of his face in an orange light.

He tilted his head, holding a pair of small scissors, trimming a bouquet of freshly picked roses in a vase.He had never seen this kind of rose before. The flower shape was not too big, but the color was definitely the most passionate fiery red.

"What's the name of this rose?" He turned his head and asked the maid standing behind him.

It was a very cute little girl, and Gray estimated that she could not be more than 20 years old at most.Probably because he had seen Gray vomiting blood before, he had been too cautious and didn't even dare to speak loudly.

She glanced at Gray timidly, and replied in a low voice: "It's called Venus."

Venus?Gray shook his hand holding the scissors, and half of a blooming rose was abruptly cut off and fell from the branch onto the tablecloth.

"Oh." The maid exclaimed in a low voice, and quickly covered her mouth again.She took a sneak peek at Ge Rui, and was slightly relieved when she saw that he didn't care.

In fact, Gray was thinking about another thing.

Although Grey has never seen the Venus Rose, he has heard of it.Known as the queen of roses, it is said to have dazzling colors that all other varieties of roses do not have, and is known for its petite and elegant shape.Its flower language is fiery love.It is said that there is a more precious white variant of this rose, which is glamorous and luxurious, and is called the Rose Princess.

This kind of rose was once the favorite of Ge Rui's mother, and it has always been a regret in her heart.Because this beautiful plant is so delicate, it is very sensitive to temperature.The hot summer and the cold winter will easily wither it, and the hot summer in the imperial capital will destroy it.Therefore, it can only grow in a small number of areas where the seasons are like spring.

Gray tapped lightly on the tablecloth with his fingers, outlining the territory of the empire, which has a long inward-curving coastline.Except for the imperial capital, the core city that holds the lifeline of the country, most of its territory is composed of cities and many villages connected by these cities.

Gray knew that he was in a large-scale city, and it was close to the inland, because the wind blowing from him no longer had the smell of the sea that he often felt in Dimos.

He had to ascertain as soon as possible where Grace had taken him during the time he was unconscious.The appearance of the Venus Rose greatly narrowed the scope of his thinking, but there are still several eligible areas.

The main place of origin of the Venus rose, Yermore City, was his first consideration. This is a romantic and incredible city.In all records, it is ideal for men's affairs and women's shopping.Although the city may be a bit too far away from the Coral Sea in terms of the time he was in a coma, who can be sure that the date he asked from the maid is really correct?

Starger City, located in the upper north corner of the imperial capital, has always been an existence that makes the nobles of the imperial capital feel uneasy.It borders several countries, so maintaining a certain military presence is necessary.However, extremes lead to opposites. In the history of the empire, several city lords of this city tried to overthrow the imperial capital and become a brand new country independently.If the military strength of Stargarr City is restricted, things will develop in another and worse direction. The countries bordering it are not as peaceful as some nobles imagined.

Moreover, it is very close to the coral sea area, and more importantly, the power of the imperial capital and the Tislandi family does not have much penetration here.

Santalua was the last place Gray considered.In fact, there is only a small area where the rose of Venus can grow.However, Gray still put it in his catalog, because Princess Heina's uncle, the younger brother of the first queen of the empire, is the city lord here.

Gray didn't know if Princess Heina knew about Prince Grace, but if there was some kind of agreement between them, then Santalua would provide Prince Grace with the best shelter.

Gray felt like he was doing multiple choice questions, A, B, or C.Whether he chooses correctly or not will determine whether he can regain his freedom.

He twirled the remaining petals of the rose, frowning in thought.

"What are you thinking, Gray?" Prince Grace opened the door and came in, glanced at the maid, and motioned her to leave.The maid saluted and stepped back.

The moment she bent down, Gray noticed that she was wearing a small white silk flower in the hair behind her ear.That should be...

"Answer me, Gray" Grace approached him, raised his chin, looked into his eyes, and asked again: "What were you thinking just now?"

He seemed to have encountered something that made him feel very unhappy, and Gray was clearly aware of this.He raised his eyebrows and decided to take a gamble.

"Prince Grace, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us that needs to be resolved."

Grace raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"I'm sorry for losing all my memories about you. Maybe, I did offend you. But, please understand my age at that time, no matter what I did wrong, please give me a chance to make up for it, instead of thinking about it now This has kept me locked up. No one in the Tislandi family will try to cover up the mistakes he made."

He increased the volume of the word Tislandi family, which was the only point he wanted to emphasize in this passage.

Grace looked at him for a while, shook his head, and said, "Grey, you don't know anything."

This sentence made Gray somewhat uncomfortable, his tone seemed to be talking to a wayward child.But God knows, in his previous life and this life, Ge Rui has already passed his [-]s.

"Gerry, there is something, although I'm sorry, but I think it's better for me to tell you." Grace wrapped his fingers around the end of Gray's hair and said with a smile: "Just a few days ago, people Your body was found near the Coral Sea, and the body has been successfully cremated and is now on its way to the imperial capital. It is estimated that in two days, the Tislandi family will start preparing for your funeral."

Gray was stunned, and quickly counterattacked: "This is impossible! No one would dare to cremate the body before the Tislandi family confirmed it..."

He stopped suddenly, looked at Grace in disbelief, and even his voice began to tremble non-stop.

"What did you do to Jon?"

Grace smiled and gave Gray an appreciative glance, but Gray just wanted to tear that face off alive.

"You are such a smart boy, just as you think, I begged him to write a letter for me, and then sent it to the Tislandi family together with the ashes. The Tislandi family treated him very Trust him, so no one will suspect."

Gray felt his blood turn cold, and he felt that even his voice seemed to be floating and uncontrollable, but he still persisted and asked the possibility that he didn't even dare to think about.

"Is he still alive?"

Grace glanced at him, frowned, and said something irrelevant: "He is indeed the steward of the Tislandi family, and he is smarter than I imagined."

Gray's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, but soon his heart hung up again.Because Grace chuckled, looked at him and asked, "Grey, do you want to see him?"

Gray was not sure what he meant by his words. After a moment of instinctive shock, he suddenly realized that maybe it wasn't Grace who wanted him to see Jon at all, but Jon wanted to see him. to myself!

It must be that Grace wants to get something from Jon, so he regards himself as some kind of weight.

"Will you let me see him?" He looked at Grace, his face was still calm, but he couldn't help applauding Jon in his heart.

Grace was silent for a while, as if making up some kind of determination.Gray is not worried about his final decision at all, as long as Jon can seize a little initiative, basically, he can remain invincible all the time.In terms of manipulating people's hearts, he has learned [-]% from that old fox who has become a spirit of Grandpa Gray.

In this regard, Grace is obviously still far behind.

"Gerry, I know you have a very good relationship with him. Although it is dangerous to do so, I can send him to leave the empire and go to any country he wants to go." Grace sighed and looked at him with a tired expression. Gray said in a low voice: "Grey, go and persuade him. As long as he promises never to return to the empire, and never wants others to reveal the news that you are still alive, I can send him away safely."

Gray looked at him for a while, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'd be happy to help you, Prince Grace."