Heartbreaker

Hearing that familiar name, Luo was very surprised.The "Aihe" in his memory is a one-eyed tramp, but he doesn't know that the other party's real identity is actually the "Silver Scale Knight".

"What's wrong?" Ai asked.

"It's nothing... nice to meet you, Irre."

Luo was grateful and slowly sat on the sofa.He could probably guess that he was once trapped in the Black Maple Plain in Vulture City, and that Ai Er must be one of the people who rescued Lymon from the trap in the city.

Aie said: "Bishop, I came here today to confirm one thing."

"Please say."

"Lymon." The Silver Kirin Knight said, "He is not the son of the king and queen, is he?"

Luo said, "How do you say that?"

"Your Majesty became suspicious very early on, and asked me to monitor Gerson Renssel." Aiur stared at the other party's expression, and said, "And I found some clues."

Luo Dan smiled and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I thought you would deny it outright."

"I really don't know what's going on in the palace." Luo took a sip of tea slowly and said, "But I know that Lei Meng will become a wise and wise monarch. Anyone who interferes with it will destroy the Wanjiang Empire." The lifeline is cut off."

Aie smiled noncommittally: "Is this the will you got from God?"

"Smart people can tell at a glance." Luo said, "With the current ability and attitude of Prince Airon, the situation is not optimistic for him to succeed. I think you, as a knight, will naturally have a comparison in your heart."

The Silver Scale Knight was silent for a while, and said, "But Prince Jolemon is really not a pure blood of the royal family of Sol..."

"Lemon must have his mother's Thor blood, there is no doubt about it." Luo stared at him and said, "What's more, blood doesn't mean everything. For example, half-brothers, but blood is thicker than water. Between them The friendship between them is even deeper than that of biological brothers, can you say that they hate each other just because they were not born of the same mother?"

Aihe's deep pupils flickered suddenly, and he rarely showed a helpless smile: "You convinced me."

"I believe you have an idea in your heart, Ior."

"That's right." Ai Er then confessed his purpose, "I came today to confirm one thing with you - I hope that Prince Lemon will grow into a generous and benevolent king. I am very glad that you have told me Expressed a position and attitude."

"However, he is not a pure blood of the royal family after all." He continued, looking at Luo with murderous intent in his eyes, "If he becomes a brutal person in the future and does evil things that hurt nature and reason, I will not show mercy."

Luo smiled and said, "In that case, I have something to ask you, Ai Er."

"If there's anything I can do to help, please tell me."

"Please teach Lemon fencing." Luo said, "You don't need to leave the affairs of the palace, just one lesson a week is enough. He is not very good at swordsmanship, and needs the guidance of an experienced knight like you."

Aihe was startled, pondered for a moment, and said: "If it is once a week, maybe I can still come here to teach the prince swordsmanship... May I ask you the reason for doing this, Bishop?"

"I want him to have the ability to protect himself." Luo said calmly, staring at the ripples in the tea, "After all, there are some things that he needs to solve by himself, and no one can replace them."

****

From then on, under his arrangement, Lymon learned swordsmanship from the Silver Kirin Knight.Clement's palm trembled as soon as he held the sword, and the hilt flew out of his sticky palm several times. It was completely different from the red-haired boy who carried the sword and killed all directions in the past.

In contrast, Aiur's patience is surprisingly good.Clement couldn't hold the sword, so he carefully adjusted the opponent's posture and said some trivial things to make the prince relax.

Every week, Ai Er will go to Santa Maria Cathedral to teach Lemon on time.At first, the little prince was terrified when he saw him cover half of his face, serious and unsmiling.Later, the two became acquainted, no longer restrained, and occasionally sat and chatted together.

Ai Er once asked Luo curiously: "What is the real purpose of you letting Prince Lemon learn the sword?"

Luo just shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's really just to let him know a little bit about protecting himself."

Ai Er smiled and didn't believe it, but he never perfunctory when teaching Clement, and still dutifully pointed out every omission when the prince swung the sword.

In this way, Lei Meng spent a relaxed and happy childhood in the monastery, and also practiced a proficient swordsmanship.He has won many awards. Luo once asked him to send those medals and trophies to his parents in the palace. The little prince shook his head and said, "Father and queen don't care about these things."

The boy raised his fair face and said with sparkling eyes: "But I think you, Bishop, are the happiest to see these rewards...so I'll give them to you, okay?"

Luo stroked the boy's head and said with a smile, "Okay, whatever medals you get in the future, take them here, and I'll keep them for you."

Even if he can't forget the coming storm, Luo often has the illusion that "the peaceful and peaceful days will last forever".He watched as Clement grew up day by day, the smile on his face remained undiminished, without any deep murderous intent or hatred, he was as innocent as a real child.

However, he never imagined that when Lemon was 15 years old, which was also the age when the other party met him in the past, a mysterious force would drag them into the torrent of fate again.

****

Something happened to Lemon.

Several boys stood disheveled in a row, listening to the disciplinary monk's reprimand in the training room.Seeing that Lei Meng was among them with a pale face, Luo asked the monk, "What mistake did they make?"

"Bishop, these disobedient children ran out at night to play in nearby villages!" The disciplinary monk said angrily, still shaking a light pink silk handkerchief in his hand, "Look, this is from His Highness. Find out, girl's things."

"Ah!" Lemon cried out in surprise, looking at the silent silver-haired man in front of him with a flushed face, he hesitated, "Bishop Boen, I—I—"

Luo said, "Is there any accident?"

"Oh, that's not the case, and there are many people there, but I caught them when they came back." The disciplinary monk tapped the boys' heads one by one with the handle of the whip. back.

He said respectfully: "Everything is at your disposal, Bishop."

"If you make a mistake, you should be punished, but don't be too harsh, just let them know how to repent." Luo said, "Lymon."

The blond prince raised his head anxiously: "Yes, bishop!"

"You come with me."

Clement immediately got up from the ground and followed behind the bishop step by step, looking at the tall and slender figure eagerly, feeling agitated in his heart.

He followed the other party to the reception room, stood upright, saw the other party was silent for a moment, turned around and smiled at him: "The girl from last night, do you like her very much?"

Lemon was stunned, he didn't expect the bishop to ask him this question.Luo watched the blond boy's embarrassment and shyness, and when he thought of the silk handkerchief, he suddenly realized a problem and felt a dull pain.

Yes, the current Lemon is no longer the "Lemon" of the past.He is a prince, not a desperado, with a whole new life.

Luo thought silently, he is 15 years old this year, and it is too late to have a vague affection for girls now.In any case, when the other party becomes more mature, he will have a girl who admires him, romantic and pure love, and form a happy family.

And I will not be the one who will accompany him to the end.He was no longer the only one whom he held dearly in his arms during the icy and snowy journey.

"bishop……"

Luo came back to his senses, and suddenly saw the approaching face of the other party.The young Lemon stared at him seriously, meeting those childish blue eyes, and Luo suddenly felt that some kind of defense in his heart was about to collapse.

He stood up abruptly, ignoring the startled boy, and stood by the window to calm himself down.

"Relax, I'm not trying to punish you."

A few minutes later, Luo turned around, his eyes as calm as ever.

"Your Highness, at your age, it's normal to be interested in girls." He considered his words, "I can understand your feelings, but it's not good to violate the rules of the monastery. It's better to wait for you to finish your studies here , go out and..."

At this moment, Lei Meng suddenly shouted: "Bishop, you misunderstood!"

Luo was taken aback: "What did I misunderstand?"

"I—" Lemon raised his head, his face flushed red, "I did not resist the temptation, ran out with other people, and met some girls in the village..."

Luo said calmly, "And then?"

"He...they..." the boy blushed abnormally, and said, "they...all kissed those girls on the cheeks, but I didn't...but...a girl really wanted me to kiss her... "

"I said, 'I'm sorry, I don't like you.' The girl got mad, and the other guys made fun of me and said I was timid. I got a little bit mad and said, 'I'm not scared, I just don't like her. When I meet like I will take the initiative to kiss her.'...They don't believe anything, they insist on me kissing her to testify..."

Luo didn't say a word, but nodded slightly, signaling the other party to finish speaking.Clement watched him nervously, without seeing any emotional changes on his face, his heart was apprehensive, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Luo asked, "Then do you really like that girl?"

"do not like."

"I don't like it, why did you run out?"

"Because... I do have someone I like, but I can't figure it out for a while, and I want to confirm one thing..."

"Confirm what?"

After a long time, the blond little prince took a deep breath, stepped forward suddenly, and held his face in his hands!

Luo was taken aback, and heard the other party's trembling voice: "You punish me, bishop."

After speaking, the boy leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.

****

Since then, Lei Meng seemed to have suddenly enlightened, looking at him full of complicated emotions.

Luo looked at the young and childish face and the eager gaze towards him, and didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to turn a blind eye.He told himself over and over again that the trajectory of this world was different, and now that Lemon had limited experience, nothing he said could disturb the other's growth.

But sometimes he can read emotions similar to "Lemon in the past" from the eyes of the other party.Especially when the other party was staring at him, even though he was showing pure youthfulness, he was as strong and bold as before, implying dangerous aggression.

Whenever Luo looks into this kind of eyes, he will always be reminded of the past, and it is difficult to get rid of the throbbing in his heart.When he suddenly fell into the quagmire of thoughts, Lei Meng became more and more awake day by day.

He launched a fierce offensive against the bishop who did not know how much older than himself.The outburst of emotion has inspired his talent. Every day, he will express his love with the most affectionate pen and ink, write it on paper, and place it where the other party can find it, just like every open arms waiting for a lover to fall into his arms kind of love.

But Luo was completely confused about this, often staring at those passionate poems in a daze, his cheeks burned hot by those fiery words.

[Lymon's love poem. 】

This is the picture he secretly fantasized about when he was following "Lemon Bone Spur" while flipping through those love novels alone.Once in the current situation, the object of the love poem is still himself, but he is at a loss, not knowing what posture to take for the youth's pursuit is the right one.

【What's wrong with you, Luo...】

On a quiet night, Luo sat on the head of the bed, looking at the lonely silver moon outside the window, feeling upset.He opened the window, walked to the balcony, and closed his eyes to feel the night wind blowing on his face.

A soft sound of the lyre came from behind the thick green bushes. Luo was slightly taken aback, looking at the rustling branches, and suddenly saw the figure of Lymon, hiding behind the tree, playing the lyre dejectedly.

Although he didn't know how to face Lymon, Luo took his robe and walked out of the room, covering the boy's thin back.

Clement raised his bluish-cold cheeks, and when he saw him, his eyes glowed, "Bishop Born."

Luo said, "Why haven't you gone back to your room to rest, Lemon?"

Lymon looked at him: "I thought of a piece of poetry and I want to play it for you."

"Is it so late? It's too cold outside."

"Then, Bishop." Clement swallowed, his cheeks flushed, and he stammered, "I...can I enter...you, your room..."

This crappy conversation skill is something he's learned from other boys.Clement waited nervously and expectantly for the other party's reaction. Luo looked down and remained silent. After a depressing silence, he got up and said, "Okay."

Clement holding the piano, he was so excited that he almost tripped over the grass roots.

And Luo sat by the bed, dazed, and didn't know why he brought him into this room, and even forgot to light the candlestick.

Clement followed the silver-haired man into the bedroom, and suddenly felt his heart swaying. He plucked the strings in a daze twice under the moonlight, sat on the chair dreamily, and murmured: "Bishop... I'll play it for you." Bar."

The two sat in the silent room, Luo held his cold hands and whispered: "Okay."

Clement lowered his head and stroked the slender strings.When his fingertips touched the little silver light, he seemed to be a different person, and his shyness and stiffness were swept away.

He tried the audition, nodded his head in satisfaction, closed his eyes, raised his legs, his young and handsome face was only immersed in and enjoying the melodious rhythm.

Luo stared at the boy's intoxicated face, his eyes were in a trance, and he felt that the strings shone with stars on the slender fingertips.The bright silver moon suddenly dimmed in his eyes, only the boy holding the piano became the most magnificent dream under the vast starry sky.

Lemon parted his lips slightly, and sang in a clear and affectionate tone unique to teenagers:

"My heart and all that I am,

I want you to take it,

I just ask you to leave me a pair of eyes,

let me see you. "

He sang softly, the sound of the piano changed from bright to melancholy, and his singing was low and haggard but enthusiastic.

"On me,

There is nothing you have not conquered.

You took its life,

It also takes its death with it.

If I have anything to lose,

I wish you would take me there,

I just ask you to leave me a pair of eyes,

so I can see you..."

The singing voice and the sound of the piano disappear together in the last mournful coda.

Clement breathed a sigh of relief, and was in a trance for a moment before recovering from the aftertaste of the playing.He was excited, and was about to ask the man in front of him how he felt, but he saw the man lowered his head, staring at the ground motionlessly, motionless.

"bishop?"

He called out, but the other party didn't seem to hear him, his figure was shrouded in the white and hazy moonlight, looking sluggish and lonely.

Looking at such a man, Clement suddenly felt a pang in his heart.He put down the lyre, walked quickly to the other side, and held the thin shoulders.

He summoned up his courage, excitedly and boldly for the first time, and said the name that had been buried in his heart for a long time——

"Ro."

The silver-haired man trembled for a moment, then looked up at him, his eyes were blurred, and tears were streaming down his blue eyes like waves.

Clement's heart shook, and he was about to desperately kiss those wet lips, but he was pushed away suddenly!Without even thinking about it, he hugged the flustered silver-haired man, and trembled excitedly and nervously: "Don't go, Luo!"

This sentence is like an unbreakable spell, nailing Luo firmly in place.It was only then that he realized that the 15-year-old Lemon was almost on his jaw, and the heat from the opponent was transmitted from his arms to him, making him shrink back.

"..."

After a long time, he finally escaped from the irresistible passion and calmly said, "Lemon, let go."

The other party stared at him with those sharp eyes, as if he had seen through everything, and whispered softly and hoarsely from his lips: "I know you like me, Bishop Born——no, Luo..."

"Do you know that I like you as much as you like me?"

Luo lowered his head in embarrassment, listening to the other party's simple words, he broke all his pretense.

He could never hide anything from him.

"You're afraid." Lemon leaned his chin on his shoulder and whispered, "And I'm not a fool, I know what you're afraid of."

He let go.Finally freed from the scorching shackles, Luo took a deep breath and said, "It's not fear, but—"

"Perhaps, you still don't understand your own heart, Lemon."

Lymon stood beside him, staring at him, and said word by word: "If I still don't understand now, then I'm a big fool."

Luo remained silent, standing with his head bowed under the moonlight flowing by the window.Clement resisted the thought of hugging him into his arms to caress him, sighed, and apologized, "I'm sorry... I was presumptuous, Bishop."

"No, don't call me Bishop." The man put his hands on his scorching eye sockets, "Call me 'Luo'."

Clement's eyes lit up: "Okay."

Luo sat wearily on the head of the bed, thinking about something absently.Seeing that he was in low spirits, it was inconvenient to disturb him, so he quietly hugged the lyre and retreated to the door.

He looked at the silent figure not far away, with sweet and bitter love in his heart, and said, "Luo, if you are willing to wait for me for a while."

"I will remove all obstacles that stand between us and hold your hand in my palm."

With that said, the door made a light click and closed again.

The author has something to say: Note: Lemon's chants are "My Heart and My All" by Cammons

I feel that the plot is a bit delayed again, but it is not easy to cut it (Lan Shou). Try to see if you can finish this part in the next update. . .