Moonlight Love Poem

As Lu said, Auston was successfully arranged by his newly recognized "uncle" to the Queen's bedroom.

Different from the palace of the Rose Empire, the palace of the Eagle Empire has many lakes and trees. The Queen's Palace is completely white, and a large green shade is planted around the palace. Under the green shade is a pool of water surrounding the palace. In the inner hall A pool of water was even opened up, and beautiful water lilies were specially planted on it.Brian hadn't returned to the palace yet, and the chief steward left after explaining everything, leaving Auston and a few servants busy in the outer hall.

He carefully observed the surrounding layout, and after habitually taking all the places into his eyes, he lowered his head and thought about their plans.

There was a sound outside, and everyone in the palace walked out. He immediately reacted and walked out quickly.

If nothing else... In the next second, he will be able to see Ansair.

As he thought about it, he felt his heart beating fast.

I clenched my blood-stained right hand. After traveling all the way, the blood had dried up long ago and stuck to my hand, and the cold feeling didn't go away for a long time.

I don’t know why Archibald killed people in the church. When Archibald and I were standing outside, the indifferent and empty believers in front of them brought out a corpse that was beyond recognition. The corpse was still wrapped in the priest’s clothes. I knew it was the man standing beside Archibald... In just a short time, a life just passed away.

Thinking of this, I closed my eyes again, and my doubts about my identity became more and more serious.

Why did Archibald suddenly not want to pretend to me?Was it because of something that happened, or did he feel that it was no longer necessary?

It is absolutely not advisable to count on the love of an uncertain emperor, not to mention the high probability that this love is false. If I am wrapped up in false memories by Archibald again, then the next one will be carried out by those believers The person, maybe it's me.

...need to escape.

The moving carriage stopped, and Archibald's voice sounded, his voice was as gentle as ever, but when I opened my eyes, his blood-stained face appeared in front of my eyes.

He wanted to reach out to help me, but I really didn't want to contact him now, so I turned around to avoid the other's hand, and got out of the car straight away.

"Ansair," Archibald said with a smile, he grabbed my wrist, maybe because he had a lot of blood on his body, I could feel my wrist being wet again Blood, "Is that why you don't want to contact me?"

"Just because I killed someone? Am I making you unforgivable? Even if it's for you?"

I turned my head slightly to look at his face.

There was a smile on the corner of Archibald's mouth, but there was no smile in his deep purple eyes. The hot sun hung high in the sky, and the bright sun shone into his pupils, but it didn't illuminate his eyes , Those eyes are like a bottomless abyss, sucking in all the light, and wanting to swallow me.

"...No," I looked behind him, and my intuition told me that I couldn't answer his question directly, "It's just that you made me dirty, and I don't like it."

After I finished speaking, my eyes turned to him again, this time his eyes were brighter, and he didn't look as weird as before.

Although I still don't know the emotional changes of the other party, he loosened his strength in pulling me, and withdrew his hand with a smile.

This time, he pulled off his slightly clean clothes and carefully wiped off the blood on my arm bit by bit. I looked at his slightly drooping black eyelashes, and didn't refuse, just thinking about the other party's feelings quietly. Behavior logic, when necessary, these can help me a lot.

However, after all, I know too little about Archibald, and today's incident only made me fully understand that the other party's gentleness before was just a superficial disguise, and I didn't know anything else.

There were still wet bloodstains on his hands, and when he took the clothes to wipe it, it was inevitable that he would rub it against the place he had already wiped clean, but Archibald didn't seem to care, and just concentrated on wiping the next piece The bloodstain, after the bloodstain was also wiped clean, he would turn his attention to the bloodstain that he had just rubbed on, and wipe it patiently again.

After repeating this five or six times, his movements paused, and he raised his eyes to look at me, with unknown emotions flickering in his eyes.

"...will you blame me?" he said, gently holding my hand, "I can't make you clean, I can't."

The current him is really weird, when he looks at me, he doesn't seem to be facing me, but rather a...a close elder, a loving mother.

I looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

So he lowered his head again, this time he didn't continue to wipe, but just looked at the blood stained by him again.

When he picked up the clothes to wipe again, I withdrew my hand.

"It's okay." I watched him raise his eyes again, and looked at me with a novel look. Under this gaze, I slightly modified what I wanted to say, "I believe you can do it later. "

really weird.

After saying this, Archibald's mood improved visibly to the naked eye.

"Let's go, Ansair." He even came to grab my hand again, and after I avoided it, he wrapped his arms around my shoulder.

The long black hair fell to his side with his movements, he turned his head to look at me, and suddenly said: "I didn't give you the black crystal, did I?"

Who cares about that.

I didn't answer him, and Archibald didn't look angry, and walked all the way, and whenever I occasionally looked at him, I could always meet his eyes looking at me.

Before parting at the gate of the palace, he looked at me intently again and reached out to touch my cheek.

"...I will make you the most perfect, I really like you."

I looked up at him quietly, and I could catch the expression of both excitement and regret on his face.

The people at the gate of the palace stood outside the gate to greet them early, but I am not interested in paying attention to these things now, and quickly walked into the inner hall, eager to clean all the blood on my body.While waiting for the water source, I sat quietly in my seat, thinking about what Archibald said, trying to find something unusual in it.

He is like a dark mystery, I stand in front of him, but I can only catch a little dark breath.

The heavy pull of the earrings pulled me back from these things. I came back to my senses and decided to take off all the jewelry on my body first.

These things are not difficult to get, but they are very messy when they are piled up after they are taken off.Without looking back, I called to Newman, asking him to bring the jewelry box.

Someone approached from behind, but the shadow behind me was not at the height that Newman possessed. The male voice behind me was quiet and cold, much more mature than Newman's clear and juvenile voice.

"Your Highness, what do you need me to do?"

The man came to my side, I looked at his face, and found that it was a very ordinary face, but the voice just now was really not like that of people with this kind of face.That voice can remind people of a cold and reserved nobleman, and the sense of separation from this face is very strong.

"...Who are you?" I asked, and heard the male voice that didn't match the face again.

After two or three questions, I finally understood the situation, and understood that Newman had been transferred elsewhere.The man in front of him was to replace Newman who had been transferred.His voice always made me feel very familiar, but that familiarity disappeared after seeing that face.

The man had already taken the jewelry box, and his tidying up was no slower than Newman's, but when he was tidying up the pair of sapphire earrings, his movements paused, as if he had thought of something else.

I glanced at him, and met his gaze.

This is also what I find strange.

Although the man in front of me looked ordinary, his expression and eyes did not flinch at all. He just looked at me calmly like this. He was not as panicked as Newman. On the contrary, he still had a calm and indifferent temperament. When he looked at me, he seemed to have a lot to say.

He and I looked at each other quietly, and finally a soft meow broke the silence between us.Al jumped in from the window, his snow-white fur glistened in the sun, and when he looked at me with those green eyes, he seemed to bring in the light from outside.

"Come here." I stretched out my hand towards it, watched it walk towards me, and finally jumped into my arms.

Feeling its warm temperature, the coldness that had been haunting me finally subsided. The man standing aside lowered his head after packing up his things, and walked out with the jewelry box.

Looking at his back, I stroked Al's supple back, and a thought suddenly popped up.

"Do you know him?" I held the cat's paw, lowered my head and said seriously, "If you know him, just meow."

It might be that the man dressed as a cat did smile, I looked at Al's eyes and narrowed his eyes, and it showed a happy expression.The cat reached out and patted my cheek, and the soft cat's paw patted my face, which felt much better than Archibald's touch.

"Meow." After finishing speaking, it yelled again and again. It seemed to be in a good mood, with a fresh smell of the forest after the rain.

Looking at its flicking tail, my mood also relaxed. I turned my eyes to the door again, looked at the silent and tall figure of the man, and thought about many other things.

What Archibald will do, I don't know now, but at least for now, I am not alone.

The crisp sound of glass colliding in his head sounded again, this time the sound was much softer.

The author says:

I have actually seen a video of a cat laughing, it looks very healing, maybe it is just sleepy and wants to squint, but it is really happy to watch.

In addition, Auston's acting skills are actually not that bad, he just doesn't want to pretend in front of Ansair.