[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

M. Phoebes de Châteaupett had lately been in a sweet distress.He and his cousin Lily de Gongde Yuegui have been engaged since childhood, and in a year's time, when the lovely girl has passed her 20th birthday, they will officially hold their wedding ceremony.

In all fairness, Lily is indeed a very beautiful girl.With white skin, brilliant blond hair, eyes full of tenderness, and a very slim figure, with both noble blood and rich family, she is the ideal partner for many people.But Phoebus always lacked a little passion for this beautiful cousin, and was always absent-minded when getting along with her, and even wanted to avoid their marriage.

It's not that he doesn't like Lily, but he's always embarrassed about the relationship between the two.Phoebus, captain of the imperial archery, was handsome and noble, and was always popular with women.The speed with which he changed mistresses was comparable to that of the sun god. Whether it was a peasant woman or a lady, he never refused.But how can those people compare with Lily?Lily is a cousin, a fiancee, and a person who can never get rid of once married.Thinking of the girl's admiring look and his aunt's happy expression, the captain couldn't help but feel a headache.

There is really no greater punishment for a man like him than to be married.Every time he came to Gongde Yuegui Mansion, he felt like he was being tortured.This kind of suffering was really hard to describe, so the captain had to find excuses to run to the balcony.

After a long time, even the dullest people can discover the clues.When he took another step, Mrs. Gongde Yuegui said, "Phoebus, my nephew, what are you always doing on the balcony?"

"Look at the scenery, Auntie." Phoebus said with a guilty conscience.

"Look at the scenery!" Mrs. De Gongde Yuegui was displeased. "What scenery outside is more beautiful and cuter than your fiancée? You little cunning! You are just so happy that you don't know how to talk to her. Right? Lily, go! Talk to the two of you!"

Phoebus was sweating profusely, and quickly made excuses: "No need, ma'am, I see a group of Egyptians outside, I will report to you when I see what they are doing!" After finishing speaking, he He quickly slipped to the balcony.

There was indeed a bonfire burning in the square, and people were seen dancing there from a distance.But under the night, it is not very clear.Phoebes didn't really want to see any Egyptians, he just wanted to be fooled as long as he could, and after this difficult time, he could find an excuse and leave directly.

His eyes wandered aimlessly, and suddenly he caught a figure.It was a tall and slender boy, dressed in gypsy clothes, with thick black hair tied behind his head, from Phoebus' angle, he could just see his handsome profile.

For a moment, it seemed as if something exploded in his heart, and Phoebus involuntarily took a step back.And at this moment, the boy seemed to notice his gaze and turned his head.

The face that flashed by at that moment was as perfect as a god, and the handsome facial features were sculpted smoothly by the cold lines, eyebrows, nose bridge, lips... There is no line that is not delicate, but no line looks feminine.When those eyes were lifted up, they almost shone with a cold luster like jewels...

The mind instantly became blank.Just when his cousin called him, Phoebus turned his back into a turn, and fled into the house almost in a hurry.However, his mind is now full of the figure that he glimpsed just now, and he was completely unable to recover, and of course he failed to respond in time to the questions of his cousin and aunt.

Lily was both surprised and angry, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with you?"

"Are you tired?" Mrs. De Gongde Yuegui asked thoughtfully, "If you are tired, nephew, go back and have a rest."

If it was normal, Phoebus would have wished to leave immediately with his sword on hearing such a sentence.However, now he was slow to realize what his aunt was talking about. Before he could react, the maid had already entered the door and announced: "There is a gypsy asking to see you, madam."

"A gypsy?" Madame de Côte-Laurie sat up straight in astonishment. "A gypsy begs! Why do you say this to me, Mademoiselle Renard? You should drive him away at once! My mansion does not accept you." Such inferior people."

Miss Leonard blushed, and said with an embarrassed expression: "But I have already brought him in...you can see him, madam." She turned sideways from the door and carefully opened the curtain stand up.

Ace stepped in from the door with a smile.

Since his last life, Ace has never been rejected.Even when being hunted down by Emperor Odin (?), no one can close the door of their own house when facing him.He just expressed his willingness to visit, and the maid who opened the door brought him in dazedly.No way, who made him so handsome?When facing him, it is impossible for anyone to have the idea of ​​rejection.

The ornately decorated living room has become silent since Ace walked in.His gaze scanned the living room for a week, pausing for two seconds on Phoebe, and then he walked towards Mrs. de Gongde Laurel, and bowed slightly gracefully: "You don't mind if I kiss your hand, madam?"

Mrs. De Gongde Yuegui seemed to have completely forgotten that this was the inferior person she was still despising just now, and murmured: "Of course."

Ace held her right hand, and before she could bend her head, she heard a voice behind her: "Wait!"

It was Phoebus who spoke.As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt his slip of the tongue.The old lady said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter with you, nephew?"

Ace glanced at Phoebus, showing a half-smile.Phoebus immediately lowered his head and said in a panic, "No, not at all."

But Lily suddenly said: "Wait a minute, my lord, don't you hate gypsies the most?"

"Gypsy?" Mrs. de Merit Laurel looked away from Ace's face hesitantly, "He is..."

"I am indeed a gypsy, ma'am." Ace let go of her hand with a sad look on his face.Anyway, he didn't really visit for anything, but for the owner of that gaze.

"Gypsy?" repeated Madame de Côtes-Laurie, looking at him gradually with surprise and disbelief. "No, you're French...you're—"

"You said just now that you would not associate with such inferior people, my lord." Lily reminded her tremblingly.

Ace took a step back and said politely: "I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't know the rules of your house. I took the liberty to come here today because I forgot something in this gentleman's hands." He turned towards Phoebus glanced at it and said with a smile, "Do you remember me?"

Phoebus looked at him for two seconds, and said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Yes, that's it! It's too late today, so I'll take my leave first. I'll come to see you tomorrow..." He hurriedly said to Go outside.What he didn't see was that the moment he walked towards Ace, Lily's face turned pale.

The fish successfully took the bait, and Ace bowed slightly to the house in a happy mood, then turned and walked out.

Phoebus was now deeply regretting that he had drunk so much wine before coming to visit his betrothed.His eyes were dizzy, his heart beat faster than usual, but when he walked, he seemed to be stepping on cotton, and his mind was full of thoughts.

There were unfamiliar footsteps behind him, and Phoebus suddenly felt a little parched.Then he was grabbed by the arm and pushed against the wall.

The cold and hard stone pressed against his back, but it failed to wake him up a little bit.A hand raised his chin, and Phoebus involuntarily raised his head to meet those emerald eyes.

"Name." He heard the melodious deep voice ask.

"Phoebus, Phoebus de Chateaupe."

Ace smiled in satisfaction, and approached him slightly: "Very good... what else?"

I wasn't sure when I went in just now, but seeing Phoebe's blushing face, as if he couldn't stand still, Ace was sure that he was not the owner of that gaze, and the gaze Ace felt just happened by chance That's all.But his embarrassment made Ace a little interested, and he became interested in the young man named Phoebus himself.

"I am... the captain of the imperial archer. My father also served in the imperial court, and he is quite appreciated by the king." Phoebus gradually calmed down, and the panic in his expression became much less, "Who are you?"

"Imperial Archer...maintaining law and order, driving away beggars and homeless people?" Ace's shattered hair almost touched Phoebe's skin, but his breath was very cold, "And I, as you said See... an Egyptian."

Phoebus took a breath and stammered, "Egyptian? You look like a noble..."

"Really?" Ace supported the wall with one hand, but firmly grasped the young man's wrist with the other hand, "They all call me a prince..."

Before the words fell, that familiar gaze stopped on Ace again.Feeling the gaze from behind, this time Ace didn't look back anxiously, but smiled with a sure chance of victory.

Compared with the previous coldness, this time the eyes seem to have a lot more resentment...

"In the Palace of Miracles, you can find me anytime." Ace left a whisper in Phoebe's ear, then patted his hair, turned and left.