My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

The courtyard is a sanctuary for women.

They always like to have afternoon tea in the courtyard behind the palace.

The clear brook flows forever as if it were tireless, and there is the sound of spring water ding-dong.

The blond boy sitting by the spring and reading a book seemed to hear something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the beautifully carved marble gazebo in the courtyard. His eyes were soft and glowing with stars, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Mother, I want to eat grapes."

No sound came out, it was the lip language expressed by the boy's pale pink lips. After all, the projection recorded by magic has no sound.

Snoke stood on the promenade in the back courtyard, leaning against a pillar carved with white jade. The blond boy looked sideways, just enough to allow him to see three-quarters of Troy's profile.

The fair skin was smooth and tender, and seemed to be as flimsy as a woman's. The faint pink on the cheeks added a bit of obedience to this teenage boy.

half a month.

The queen stays here almost every day.

The maid knights in the palace and the ministers who knew the news of Troy's "death" all thought that the queen was missing the prince, and even Snoke thought so before that.

Until—he came back from Aldi.

The red-haired boy's eyes fell on the projection.

He also came to visit every day for various reasons, sometimes to bring black tea to the queen, sometimes to have exquisite pastries, or to add a shawl or something.

Everyone praised Snoke's filial piety, and those words of praise were endless.

Indeed, to please the queen is what the red-haired boy needs to do, and even Snoke thinks that he is just trying to please the queen.

But maybe even the young man himself never thought about whether it was really just the queen who came to the courtyard.

The red eyes reflected the figure of Troy by the creek, until the queen of the gazebo pulled the red-haired boy's gaze back from the projection with an indifferent voice—"Who told you to stand there?"

The queen's attitude towards Snoke seems to have improved in the past half month. Others thought that the prince's pious and respectful attitude finally moved the queen, but Snoke himself didn't understand until now—it turned out that Troy was not dead at all.

Seeing that the boy was discovered by a woman, he no longer hides his figure, or in fact he never really wanted to hide.

Snook came out, walked slowly in front of the woman, bowed down and saluted respectfully, and said, "I'm sorry, mother, I didn't mean to peek."

There was no apology for these words.

The handsome and delicate boy raised his eyes to look at the woman. His red pupils were magnificent and beautiful, and seemed to have an inexplicable magic power, as if the strange color could grab people's attention tightly.

The queen withdrew her gaze and said indifferently: "Okay, if there's anything else, let's talk."

Snook narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's nothing, dear mother."

In the past half a month, the queen inexplicably acquiesced in the title of the boy.

He suddenly looked sad, and asked cautiously: "It's just...it's been so long. As I said before, we haven't announced the news of Brother Wang's death to the whole country? I think my mother seems to have walked out of the loss of the king's death recently. brother's pain."

"..." The queen paused while eating the grapes, and then, her beautiful eyes met the boy's pretendingly sad pupils, and she looked carefully.

pretentious.

Women can see anything.

Lips as red as red bean paste hooked slightly, the woman's delicate eyes narrowed slightly, she snorted slightly, and said with a smile: "Snoke, there is something in your words."

"No, it's just that my mother looks good recently. I saw it and was very happy."

"Really?" The queen raised her eyebrows, "Just tell me, what do you know?"

The young man saw the light in the other party's eyes, so he stopped pretending to be careful, and said with a smile: "Mother, there is no other important thing, but, can you ask for me, Brother Troy, what is the matter?" When will you be back?"