Moonlight Love Poem

I put the things in my hands down, and Al ran to my side and looked up at me.

It looked at me with round green eyes, and it smelled of fresh grass and woods.

Since the fragrance of grass and woods appeared on it, I would have some strange dreams every night. In the dream, there was a completely strange scene. Large white flowers bloomed in the courtyard late at night, and a young man with black hair stood in the pavilion and looked at it. Me, and every time I try to get closer, he disappears from my sight.

I intuited that all of this had something to do with Al, after all, it was a person disguised as a cat, but I didn't want to expose it at all, and let it walk in front of me with a strange scent of grass and trees.It must have had some purpose, and my lost memory is not necessarily what Archibald said it was.

"You always leave very early these days." I gently stroked its ears, watched it close its eyes comfortably, and meowed at me.

Newman came in to tell me that Cyril was coming to visit me again, and I stopped stroking the cat and told him to bring Cyril in.

After getting along with each other these days, I can see that Cyril is indeed a lively and lovely person, but occasionally shows a sad expression, and when Archibald appears, he will be very nervous, and even appear on his forehead. cold sweat.

Cyril walked in quickly, with the usual smile on his face, but it was different from the previous smile, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and a trace of worry and anxiety could be seen between his brows.

"What happened?" I asked after a few casual conversations.

Cyril's eyes widened slightly, and he pursed his lips, looking very hesitant: "...When I came out, my sister was sick, and I was very worried about her."

"Really? Have you been healed?"

Speaking of which, until now, the only family member I can see is Cyril, and I have never seen anyone else.

"The medical officer went to see it...but she has been weak since she was a child, so I am very worried about her."

I tried my best to remember, but as always, I couldn't think of anyone's name. A faint sense of frustration surfaced in my heart, and I sighed.

"Since she's sick, don't stay with me today, go back and be with her."

After I finished speaking, I thought Cyril would happily agree, but he shook his head violently and quickly said no.

"Why?" I looked at him strangely, "Compared with my affairs, her affairs are more important."

Cyril smiled at me: "It's okay, Laura will be fine."

His expression was calm, but his slightly trembling hands exposed his heart.

"Why don't you dare go back?" I asked. "Is it Archibald's order?"

Al lifted his head, and it came into my arms.

Cyril on the opposite side clenched his fists, his face became a little pale, and he began to fidget.

I knew I was right. Looking at his reaction, there must be something hidden in it.

At this moment, familiar footsteps came from outside the door, and Newman hurried in to inform me of the emperor's arrival.

Archibald then walked in, and today he looked more excited than ever, his handsome face showed the joy of getting his beloved item, and his purple eyes shone with joy, I looked at him He approached me, wanting to say hello to him.

However, Archibald stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms. I wanted to dodge subconsciously, but I was still hugged tightly by his strong arms. I had no choice but to look up at Xi Riel.

Cyril had already lowered his head, he rubbed the back of his hand nervously, next to him was Al who had just run away from me, this cat raised its head and stared at the nervous Cyril, a green cat A thoughtful light flickered in his pupils.

A thinking cat, I couldn't help but smile, and even the thought that it was actually a person didn't stop me from smiling at the picture in my head.

Thinking about it this way, Archibald's fiery hug didn't seem so unbearable anymore.

Soon, Archibald let me go, straightened up, and took my hand instead.

"Ansair, I want to take you to a place." He said, staring at me deeply, his purple eyes sparkled with pleasure, "You will like it."

I thought about it. "Can I take Al?"

Archibald quickly rejected my proposal, so my eyes turned to Cyril who kept his head down all the time: "Can Cyril follow me?"

Hearing this, Cyril raised his head in surprise, and Archibald thought for a while, and agreed to my request.

He gently shook my hand and smiled: "Of course, if you wish."

As an emperor, everything Archibald wanted could come to fruition quickly, and this time was no exception.

In a short time, I was already sitting in the palace carriage, Archibald sat opposite me, and Cyril was arranged by him in another carriage, Archibald watched A little outside the window, looks very happy.

I also tried to look in his direction, except for a church, there were no conspicuous buildings there.But why is he taking me to church?

I withdrew my gaze, didn't ask the question, just sat quietly until the carriage stopped slowly.

Archibald got out of the car first, and he stretched out his palm to me, as if to let me take his hand.

I gently caught his fingertips, quickly got out of the carriage, and then withdrew my hand.

Cyril also got out of the carriage, walked towards us, and saluted Archibald.

Archibald smiled at me: "Let's go in."

I followed Archibald into the church.

For some unknown reason, this church opened up a long corridor. All kinds of strange items were packed into transparent boxes and placed on erected stone pillars. All kinds of precious ornaments were placed in this corridor. The most normal items are placed, and along the way, I can even see long black hair that has been treasured, withered flowers and a long sword that has been rusted.

Cyril made strange noises behind me, I turned my head to look at him, and found that he was standing in front of a golden ring, the expression on his face changed, and finally settled on fear and anger, trembling all over his body .

I didn't call him, I looked at the ring.

It was an exquisite gold ring with intricately carved flowers. I had seen this kind of flower in the garden, but Archibald did not tell me what kind of flower it was. Looking at it, I could vaguely tell it was a person's name.

There was nothing strange about the ring, I shifted my gaze to the trembling Cyril again, he clenched his fists tightly, his face began to turn pale, feeling my gaze, he turned his head to look at me, reluctantly The calm face immediately revealed a terrified expression.

Archibald's voice came from behind me: "Why stop here? Is there anything you like, Ansair?"

I stared at Cyril, saw him tremble, and quickly dropped his head.

"...It's okay, I just think this ring looks good." I looked at the ring, it really gave me a sense of familiarity, as if it had been in my hand before.

"Really?" Archibald came over, picked up the glass cover on it, and took out the ring directly.

He looked at me and handed me the ring, so I stretched out my hand, wanting to take it over and observe it carefully.

But Archibald didn't do that.

He reached out and held my hand, and put the ring on me forcefully. It didn't fit well, it was a circle bigger than my finger. In the process of putting on the ring, those complicated flowers scratched I ran my finger through it, leaving a light scratch on it.

Archibald looked at the ring and smiled slightly, as if pleased with what he had done.

But I could only feel offended, I frowned, took off the inappropriate ring, and stuffed it back into Archibald's hand.Then walked right past him and left.

The other party's smiling voice sounded behind me: "Ansair, are you angry?"

I stopped in my tracks and looked at him: "Your Majesty will be angry if someone randomly wears something on his hands."

"I will pay attention." Archibald said so, and asked again, "Then what kind of ring do you want?"

A vague memory flickered in front of my eyes, but in the end I couldn't get rid of the fog.

I pursed my lips: "...No, I don't need these."

I glanced past Archibald and looked at Cyril standing behind him.Cyril stared at the object on his left, where was a strand of long black hair that had been cut off.

Why would Archibald collect something like this?Cyril looked at it and why did he show such an expression?

I caught a glimpse of Archibald walking towards this side from the corner of my eye, I restrained my thoughts, and called Cyril's name.

He trembled all over, as if he had come out of some terrible fantasy, and suddenly turned his head to look at me.

I looked at him calmly: "Hurry up and follow."

Cyril forced a smile: "Yes."

Archibald had come to my side, I turned my head and asked him, "What are we going to see?"

He stared at me, put his arms around my shoulders, then lowered his head slightly, touching my forehead.Under the deep brow bone, those mysterious eyes are like a whirlpool, revealing joy and excitement.

"It's a gift from God," he smiled, reaching out and gently touching my cheek, his voice sounded like a lover's whisper, "it's a gift I want to give you."

My whole body seemed to be entwined by a slippery snake. I lowered my eyes and hummed softly.