Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Vincent knew that Caesarline had had a fascinating appearance from before.

Whether it is the deep and bright pupils, the delicate raised eyebrows, the straight and steep bridge of the nose, or the soft and warm lips, all of them are exquisitely carved by the heavens.

When he was young, Caesarion's face could be described as beautiful, but when he grew up, he was vigorous and sharp.

Vincent has seen countless beauties, and he has already passed the age to be shocked by whose appearance.

But Vincent didn't know that Caesarline's appearance, after being sculpted by time, could still exude a mellow temperament like fine wine.

It took Vincent a while to recover his voice. His throat moved and he said dryly, "Caesarion?"

"It's me, what's the matter, after a few days you want to pretend you don't recognize me?" Caesarline raised his eyebrows and teased.

"Although I know you won't, but if you go back on your word..." Caesarion said, his face darkened, and his deep blue eyes flickered with a heartbreaking light: "If you go back on your word, you don't want to marry me I'm married, please don't let me be the last to know."

"I won't!" Vincent blurted out this sentence, he pursed his lips, and said seriously: "Since I promised you, I won't go back on it!"

Vincent was very annoyed, even though it was an illusion, but in this future where Caesarline and "myself" were connected and promised each other for a lifetime, Vincent was unwilling to separate Caesarline from himself in this illusion because of such a ridiculous oolong. .

"yes."

Caesarion was stunned, and showed a smile that could make many people's hearts jump.

"Then I'm relieved. Then you won't leave the palace again? Can we go back to the small building now?" Under Caesarion's gaze, Vincent found it difficult to refuse or deny in despair answer, it is even more impossible to draw a teleportation array silently and run away.

"...Okay." In the end, Vincent could only answer in this way.

When Caesarline heard Vincent's reply, a contented and joyful smile appeared on his handsome face: "So, then I can rest assured. After all, Vincent is the person who values ​​promises the most."

Caesarline stepped forward to hold Vincent's hand, ready to bring Vincent down from the roof of the palace.

Vincent had no reason to refuse, but when Caesarline approached, he smelled the faint fragrance from Caesarline.

Quaint and elegant, as if it smelled somewhere.

When Vincent stepped on the ground, he suddenly realized that he seemed, maybe, probably, seemed to be tricked by Caesarion?

Caesarline's current expression is not at all lonely and reluctant just now. Seeing Vincent's gaze on him, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Well, I can be sure, it was Caesarline who was tricking him just now.

Vincent sighed in his heart, but he didn't find it strange.

After all, ten years have passed in this illusion, and Caesarline's originally frank personality will change to some extent.

But now Vincent has more important things to do.

At this moment, where Caesarline is going, there is this phantom self. Just thinking about it, Vincent couldn't help shivering.

Think about it, when the future 'self' sees Caesarlane smiling happily with a 'fake' in his arms, even if he is as calm as Vincent, he still feels that he might be furious.

What's worse is that the 'Vincent' here feels that Caesarline may not really love him at all, and he can't even recognize a fake.

And Vincent himself has no way to say that he was ten years ago, or that he is really Vincent himself, but he has no memory of these ten years.

Vincent didn't want to see this kind of Shura field!

But there are still guys who want to see such a Shura field.

It was this illusion that presented Vincent, the afterimage of the angel hiding somewhere and laughing at Vincent's jokes.

Time is not wasted here!

Vincent's mind was running fast: he originally wanted to find out what the future would look like by himself, but before he could fully understand it, he was sent here to try on the wedding dress.

But compared to Vincent's exhausting efforts to find people one by one and confirm each one by himself, now there are ready-made people to explain his doubts.

"I don't want to go back yet. You know, Rem and the others are asking me to try on the dresses. I think they all look good and fit well. There is really no need to try on every one." Vincent turned to Caesarion. Blinking one eye, there was an appropriate plea on his face: "If I really want to try, I don't want to go back right away."

Caesarline immediately showed a clear expression: "I see, I understand very well. After all, those two ladies are responsible for your clothes, Vincent. It seems that Rem and the others have bothered you a lot?"

Caesarline's sympathetic appearance made Vincent apologize to them from the bottom of his heart, after all, it was not the case.

But compared to the possible tragic situation in the Shura field, doing this now is the best policy.

"Yeah, that's why I came out wearing a formal dress in a moment of impatience." Vincent said, and just now Caesarline set his eyes on the white dress that was exposed from the neckline of his cloak, and he explained.

"And I have a question I want to ask you." Vincent's face was serious, and he looked at Caesarion seriously.

Caesarion lowered his head slightly and looked at Vincent's expression.

His deep blue pupils blinked, then nodded, and said: "I understand. Why don't you sit in the gazebo over there for a while, and I'll let the maids serve you a cup of tea."

"No need, I won't take too long." Vincent shook his head, "Is it okay to talk while walking?"

Caesarline pondered for a while, then replied: "No problem—then Vincent, do you have anything to ask? You are so eager before the wedding... Could it be that those officials whispered something sarcastic in your ear again?"

Caesarion's voice became cold and severe, and his slightly raised eyes narrowed.

Ten years later, he also has the resoluteness and majesty and determination that belong to an emperor, and the magnetic voice can be heard as the wind and rain are coming.

Seeing Caesarline's appearance, Vincent knew that in this illusion, he and Caesarline might have overcome many obstacles to form a partner.

Vincent said calmly: "Actually, their concerns are not unreasonable. Even if you do 'those things', I, who have no way to conceive children, will be a stain on this new dynasty."

"Who dares to say that you are a stain—!!" Caesarion seemed to be so angry that his hair was about to stand on end, his blue eyes were as cold as the winter that seemed to freeze everything, and at the same time, a series of words escaped from his mouth. Name: "Is that what these guys said to you?"

From what Caesarline looked like, he wanted to settle accounts one by one.

Of course Vincent would not let Caesarline do this. He quickly shook his head to appease Caesarline's surging anger: "Don't think too much, it's what I think. After all, people are unpredictable, and the solution you proposed The plan may not be perfect and impeccable."

Caesarion stopped in his tracks.

At this moment they walked into the dense green shade, the branches hanging from the branches danced slightly with the wind, like a green curtain, hiding the figures of Vincent and Caesarion behind the intertwined green leaves.

The sound of insects chirping and birds flapping their wings could be faintly heard around them. When Caesarion and Vincent were silent, the insect chirping and bird singing seemed even quieter in this place.

"But this is already the best solution I can think of." Caesarline shook his head lightly, "Since there will be dissatisfaction no matter what I do, why can't I choose the one that will make me happy? And I The decision made is of great benefit to them!"

Caesarion's face was gloomy after speaking, as if he was determined to find out these gossiping courtiers.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have any heirs. Anyway, the heirs of the empire are inferior from generation to generation! I have already said that the next generation of heirs will be selected from the children of the courtiers, and they will get the throne based on their strength and ability! What is there to be dissatisfied with?" !"

Caesarline became more and more angry, pacing back and forth on the path covered with smooth and round stones.

He was so angry that he forgot that he was in front of Vincent, and said the self-proclaimed "I" that he would not have said in front of Vincent.

Vincent got the answer he wanted to hear, which made him slightly open his eyes, and his heart was in turmoil.

Vincent had never imagined that Caesarion could do this for him.

After all, Caesarion owns the entire human empire, and this empire occupies most of the continent of the world, so it is understandable to want to leave the throne to his own blood.

Otherwise, why in Vincent's previous life, so many people wanted to raise offspring, especially male offspring, would be jokingly called 'do you have a throne to inherit? '

And now Caesarline does have a throne to inherit, but he calmly gave up this opportunity.

Caesarline not only thought of it, but also did it firmly, which made Vincent's heart agitated.

Caesarion's cheeks were flushed with anger, but he calmed down after speaking.

Caesarline thought about it carefully. After all, he had a sharp mind and quickly found the reason: "Hmph, do you think the throne that your child may get is no longer so lofty? I think it's just right, after all, a person as talented and bold as me It is impossible for two to appear in such a short time!"

Caesarline looked over as if asking for Vincent's approval while saying such proud words.

After getting Vincent's uncontrollable nod in agreement, Caesarline curled his lips and continued: "It seems that the bills of the upper and lower houses have to be pushed forward. Stop undoing."

House of Commons?

Vincent moved his ears, this word didn't come to his mind, it could only be a concept put forward by Vincent.

The House of Commons is the political system used by a constitutional monarchy in the world where Vincent lived in his previous life.

Members of the House of Commons are elected from among the people, while members of the House of Lords are made up of nobles and rising members of the House of Commons.

At that time, it was a very meaningful system that allowed civilians who were almost isolated from the imperial court to have the right to participate in politics.