kiss the night

As soon as the words came out, even Yan Zhao himself was surprised by the protective meaning in the words. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Laurentine, and saw His Royal Highness the Prince sitting on the couch, looking at him with a half-smile.

Anna didn't care about the eye contact between the two. After hearing the meaning of Yan Zhao's words, she held her breath: "What do you mean?"

"..." Yan Zhao didn't say any more, he just shook his head and sat beside Laurentine, "Forget it, sir, you should handle it."

"Why don't you tell her the truth?" Laurentine crossed her arms, pointing her arms with her slender fingers, "Zhao, are you softening your heart? I'm afraid that this maid will find out that she has actually taken refuge in the murderer of her lover, so Can't bear to continue talking, would you rather let me bear the name of this murderer? Oh... this makes me sad." He deliberately said in an exaggerated tone of aria style.

Yan Zhao failed to stop it, and Anna under the steps had already heard Laurentine's words, her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief: "This is... what does this mean, you mean, Quentin Royce, just The one who made those attacks, he..."

"Yes." Laurentine stood up, and he walked towards Anna, showing a smile, "Unfortunately, these things were not done by me, but the murders made by the Royce brothers, in order to give me Add some troubles, unfortunately, your stupid brains made you believe his one-sided rhetoric, Miss Anna, you are an accomplice."

Laurentine's tone was flat, but every word she uttered was like a sharp blade piercing into Anna's heart. Her eyes were bloodshot and she shed tears silently. However, no one in the entire trial court dared to speak out at this time, and it was so quiet for a moment. You can hear a needle hit the ground.

Yan Zhao didn't know when he had come to Laurentine's side, and all the attendants stared wide-eyed at the boy taking off the prince's cuffs. He thought that under such circumstances, such a rash move would anger Laurentine. Lun Ting, however, did not expect that His Royal Highness really eased his expression, and took Yan Zhao two steps away with a flick of his sleeve.

"The charge of treason is death-defying," said Laurentine.

It was only at this time that Anna finally sobbed: "If... if the truth of the matter is like this, I beg for death."

"Anna..." Yan Zhao couldn't help but speak out, he didn't dare to meet Laurentine's eyes, he knew that man would definitely blame his soft heart again, but Anna was also deceived by Quentin—she might have Wrong, but death is not a crime, if Yan Zhao wants to watch her die, it will be a kind of torture.

"Why, Mr. our heir, what are you going to say now? I don't mind if you denounce the harsh punishments in the vampire world here." Laurentine looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Yan Zhao lowered his head, and he shook his head: "Maybe I'm going to say that, but I don't have this position, Your Highness." He turned and walked towards the outside of the court, his back looked a little embarrassed, as if he was running away It is a certain animal that instinctively avoids the danger it does not want to see.

The courtroom became quiet again, and the women under the steps kept crying, showing no intention of begging for mercy.

"Your Highness." Gilbert said, "So how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Laurentine withdrew his gaze from the door, glanced at the woman on the ground, and said with a sneer, "Of course, even if it's to coax my new students, I won't let you die, Anna, even if your betrayal is stupid."

"Just lock her up in this tower. Now that you know the truth, why don't you spend the rest of your life blaming yourself... Oh, the short life of a human being."

After Yan Zhao came out of the trial court, he ran all the way down the tower. He walked through the spiral staircase in the dark and came all the way to the outside of the tower.The night is dark, the moon hangs high in the sky, like a halo lake, the backyard of the Red Moon Castle is quiet, the evening breeze is blowing, and the summer night is filled with the scent of flowers, which is the fragrance of roses .

The blood-red roses are swaying petals under the moonlight. They are the most vibrant plants in the entire castle, and they grow wantonly in every corner of the castle. Laurentine, as a particular nobleman, has a set of rules for food and clothing. However, this rose seems to have received some extra gift, no matter how it grows, there is no need to worry about being pruned by the gardener.

Yan Zhao looked at the rose field in the distance and was lost in thought, and his disturbed mood was able to calm down for a while.

He lay down on the lawn, couldn't hold back the tiredness from all over his body, stretched his body like a cat, and let his limbs slump down on the soil.

It was at this time that Yan Zhao suddenly realized that he seemed to be different from before—he was no longer the boy who would not fluctuate no matter whether he was beaten or scolded, on the contrary, it was as if the rebellious period had come late, and he had become It is easy to have mood swings, no, to be more precise, his emotions will always be easily shown in front of Laurentine.

Look, what did he just do?In a serious courtroom, simply leave the room because of a disagreement with the Vampire Prince.

Yan Zhao covered his face with his hands irritably.

"Pride and pride?" Laurentine's voice passed through the backyard and wafted into Yan Zhao's ears. The prince was wearing a pair of black Chelsea boots today, and when he stepped on the grass, there was a friction sound, which made Yan Zhao feel uneasy. The reason is tense.

"Sir." Yan Zhao got up from the ground and stroked his hair, "I..."

"It doesn't matter, this is a privilege for the heir." Laurentine laughed, showing the thick fangs in the two thin lips.

Mentioning the matter of the heir, Yan Zhao quickly waved his hand: "What heir! You are just joking. I read the record in "New Moon Talk" before, which clearly stated that the inheritance rights of the Western vampire lords have always been their own. in the hands of their heirs, or mates, if they have no heirs."

"Really." Laurentine evaded the important ones, he bowed his body to avoid the bushes, and walked to the depths of the rose field, "It seems that you are obedient to learn these things, I am very pleased, Zhao."

Yan Zhao was confused by his ability to blur the point, so he looked at it quickly.

Before that, Yan Zhao had never tried to walk through the bushes in the backyard. After all, the open space in front of him was big enough for him, and Yan Zhao never thought that there would be another world behind the bushes—a place without trees. In the distance, there is a large sea of ​​flowers, all of which are red roses, stretching as far as the eye can see.

In summer, there are fireflies jumping among the flowers, like stars falling into the mortal world, reflecting the deep night, the sky and the earth are integrated into one, which makes people feel unreal dizziness.

Yanzhao opened his eyes wide. It turned out that the reason why the rose fragrance lingers in the castle all year round is not all because of the special variety of roses. More importantly, the scale of this rose field is larger than imagined. In the works, the writer often endows the reclusive aristocratic gentleman with a strange hobby.

Yan Zhao turned his head to look at Laurentine, as if he was thinking, the hobby of His Royal Highness is planting roses, right?Putting it on Laurentine's image of ten fingers not touching the spring water, there is a strange sense of disobedience.

"She liked roses very much when she was alive." Laurentine picked up a red rose in her hand, pinched it between two fingers, and sent it to the tip of her nose.

She?

Yan Zhao keenly captured such a key word, even though he didn't want to admit it, but when he thought that this might be a woman who was very important to Laurentine, maybe a partner... Yan Zhao suddenly felt a little tight in his chest.

However, His Royal Highness seemed to be immersed in his own world. He picked off the roses, and the flowers reflected the blue gemstones on his fingers, emitting a faint light under the moonlight.

"No one in this world has stipulated who must give roses to. The reason why family affection and love are regarded as great emotions by human beings is because their lives are too short to understand the true meaning of emotions."

Yanzhao is used to the prince's demeaning remarks about human beings from time to time. He asked: "In your opinion, what is the true meaning of feelings?"

"Trust." Laurentine put the rose in Yan Zhao's hand, "When you think that a person is harmless enough to you that you are willing to give him your back and entrust him with a long life in the future, then It's love. Blood relationship, time spent with you, all of these will be ashamed compared to trust."