【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

On Reinhardt's birthday, there is still no holiday across the country.

Therefore, those who need to attend the evening dance still have to go home to eat something to change their outfits after finishing their day's work, and then rush to the venue in a timely manner.

But Gilfies didn't do that.

At about 5 o'clock, he had already changed into a dress and arrived at the Sanssouci Palace.

But when he arrived, he found that the emperor was not there—the emperor must have gone out for some simple visits or to participate in some public celebrations. Attending such events on his birthday is generally very effective and commemorative.

So Gilfies stayed in the lounge next to the emperor's office, planning to just wait for him to come back.But I didn't expect that about a quarter of an hour later, a female attendant came over and invited him to change places—Anne Roger knew he was coming.

After a little hesitation, Gilfies obeyed.

Then the attendants took him from the office area at the front of the palace to a small 3-story Roman-style building at the back near the rose garden.Now this is Anne Roger's private domain.

When he walked into the front hall, he found her sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

She didn't dress up much, and she didn't wear jewelry. She was wearing an ordinary, a bit worn-out home dress, her hair was loose on her shoulders, and there was no makeup on her face. It felt as if she had just woken up.

For a few seconds, Jillfies felt like she reminded herself of many things.Those things once brought him a lot of longing and joy, filled him with sincerity and looked forward to the future, and then he was kicked into hell by reality.

"Zig." She greeted him, "Sorry, Reinhardt is out. I didn't know you were here."

Originally, Gilfies planned to take her hand, but she didn't expect that she would give him a hug directly.It made him froze, but he was almost awake by the time she let him go.

"It's because I didn't figure it out beforehand, Your Highness."

"Ever eaten?"

"Not yet, but I'll eat some at the dance later."

Hearing this, Anne Roger shook his head: "No, it's too late. Let me eat a little bit first?"

"Follow your will, Your Highness." Gilfies respectfully agreed.

Anne Roger immediately ordered the people around him to prepare things, and then took him to the dining room in person—it was a U-shaped protruding small room on the side of the house, with many exquisite and gauze curtains. Arched windows, the interior color scheme is mainly white and light yellow, and the flowers used are also elegant in color, coupled with a full set of gold-plated silver candlesticks, it is really very emotional.

But no matter how sentimental Gilfies is, he just eats something casually.

He has been showered and shaved, his hair is combed meticulously, and he has a faint fragrance on his body.That super-fitting dress was wrapping him tightly, making him look broad-shouldered, thin-waisted, and extremely upright—but in fact, in such clothes, one cannot make any relaxation movements at all, even if one actively wants to collapse No shoulders, let alone a few brisk bites, and even sitting can become an ordeal.

And he also wears various medals and ribbons.Under such circumstances, even taking off clothes temporarily would cause a huge trouble, and if there was any accident, there would be absolutely no clothes that could be replaced temporarily.

The attendants could not have understood better.

Don't talk about stews and bacon now, even if they serve him a plate of clear chicken soup, they are afraid that he will get the taste and splash it on his body.

Things can only be dry, almost no slag, no special smell and no sauce...

So what ended up on the table were 2 macaroons and a glass of water.Generally speaking, if any cat has a slightly larger appetite, it is absolutely capable of eating them all at once.

Of course, Anne Roger is also very aware of this, after all, she and her younger brother have had many similar experiences.But when this experience is put on Jillfies, she will feel a little sad.

"Sorry. Can you still eat?"

"You are too polite, Your Highness. The taste is delicious." Gilfies smiled habitually, as if he didn't care about these little things at all.

But the problem was that Anne Roger suddenly realized that he couldn't judge whether he was telling the truth or being polite.

"...Are you still used to the new job?"

"It's okay. I can only try my best."

"Will you feel tired? I don't know how far your body has recovered..."

"Please do not worry, Your Highness. I have fully recovered."

"Really……"

"Of course it is true, otherwise how could the doctor let me go?"

Then Anne Roger was silent for a moment.

Then she spoke again: "Zig."

"What, Your Highness?"

"I can't imagine how much you have suffered."

"It's all right. You see, I'm fine now."

"It's all my fault and Reinhardt's."

"You speak too seriously, Your Highness."

"Can't you really talk to me, Chigurh?"

These words made Gilfies straighten his back completely.The tight dress made his breathing stand out.

"What do you want to say?" He smiled.

Anne Roger knew it wasn't good, but she also thought it wasn't over.

"I want to say... please don't do this."

"What do you mean by that?"

Anne Roger's eyes were red.

"I know very well that we have absolutely no right to talk to you about forgiveness. I don't care what happens to me, and I don't care what happens to Reinhardt—you know it's our own fault. As I said, everything is My fault and his, this isn't an apology to you, it's just to tell you that we do understand that's the way it is. Please don't treat yourself like this because of our stupid selfishness. If you're thinking something, just tell it Us. No matter how bad it is, I will accept punishment—and Reinhardt is exactly the same in this regard..."

Gilfies interrupted her: "It's too frightening for you to say that, Your Highness. You and Your Majesty are both royals, and I absolutely dare not disrespect the authority of the two of you."

"We're not that kind of thing." Anne Roger shook her head, and Jillfies clearly saw that tears suddenly fell from her lower eyelashes, and fell to a place under the table that he couldn't see.

"I'm just the daughter next door to your house that was sold by my own father for wine money, and he was a bastard who dragged you down for many years, ruined your own life, and finally owed you his life."

Gilfies ate the two triangular pancakes anyway.

He has always known the power of Anne Roger, but now when he actually accepts this power himself, he finds that the feeling is not very good.

If he himself is a simple and honest person who respects her wholeheartedly, after hearing such words, he will undoubtedly dispel all thoughts of her dislike, put his heart away and go back to the right path, and is very happy I am grateful for her sincere exhortation and selfless tolerance.Then the whole thing will be very complete.

But he is not.

Now he has an extremely sharp view of the world, and has become somewhat paranoid.

Her words today really shook him seriously, but it also made him feel very clearly again her determination to protect his brother at all costs.

She can do any dangerous things for him, she can say any condescending words for him, and she can humbly belittle herself and beg herself, just to keep herself from causing trouble for him, even if she is actually incapable of causing any trouble for the emperor. Same.

She may also care about herself, but the reality is that if only one of herself and Reinhardt can survive, she will choose Reinhardt.Under similar circumstances, her younger brother would make the same choice—or for the sake of the country and political interests, the emperor could also give up himself.This is not selfishness or greed, but because they have responsibilities that must be upheld, and at the same time cannot violate basic human nature.

But he will always be the one who dominates their relationship. The reason why he can say anything is because what he wants to say is within the scope of his permission. within tolerance limits.

He decides everything as a matter of course, including who he really is to him.

this is the truth.

Now I am not qualified to say everything I think in my heart like she said.

With a feeling that he couldn't tell whether he felt wronged or dissatisfied or felt helpless and sad, he didn't argue with Anne Roger.After finally finishing eating, Anne Roger's female officer came in and informed that Emperor Jillfies had returned and that he could go to see him at any time.

So Gilfies took this opportunity and ran away as politely as possible.Anyway, Anne Roger really needs to start dressing up.Except for the family husband and servants, only lovers can enter the dressing room, and I am not in this range.

But after arriving at the door of the emperor's room, Gilfies realized a very terrible part of the side effects of the conversation with Anne Roger just now: he doesn't even want to see the emperor's face now.

He knew it was just a momentary emotion, but he couldn't help it.At the same time, he felt that his eyes began to darken a little.

So next he had to face such a difficult choice: whether to faint here directly, or to go in and faint in the emperor's room.

But he didn't want to choose either.

Instead of staying at the door, he found a random direction, turned a corner, and stood still with one hand on the wall.The two aides who had been with him during the process were scared out of their wits by him—they didn't know what happened to him, but they could see his completely white face and cold sweat.

They wanted to go to help him, but then he stopped him: "Don't touch me."

Then for a little while, he couldn't hear the sound, and couldn't see the light.

He didn't know how long this state lasted, but it probably wouldn't be long, maybe even just a moment—because when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was lucky not to fall down.

But there are also unlucky places.

Just as he withdrew his hand from the wall and began to undo his neckline as if he was fainting, the emperor's little brown-red haired attendant appeared at the corner.

Almost immediately he shouted in panic: "Your Highness! You..."

Gilfies immediately made a "quiet" gesture to him.Fortunately, this child is also experienced in many battles, so he reacted in almost a second and silenced his voice.

"It's nothing, it's just that the collar is too tight and there is a little lack of oxygen." He explained to him like this, "Please don't disturb other people."

Of course, Amir would not doubt what he said, but he felt that Jierfei Aisi's face was extremely bad: "Are you sure you really don't want to see a doctor? Your complexion doesn't look good..."

Gilfies shook his head: "Then His Majesty will know, today is his birthday——is my face ugly?"

Amir nodded and looked at him with very worried eyes at the same time.

Gilfies didn't expect such a big reaction this time.In the past, even if he suddenly fell down, his complexion would not be greatly affected. It can only be said that his bad mood played a big role this time.

In the next moment, the four of them were in a mess in the corridor: now that the emperor was waiting for someone, they had no time to lose.And if Gilfies rushed into the emperor's room with this face...

Gilfies began to take a deep breath, and the two attendants went to find him a towel and sugar water.Although he knew that his blood sugar was completely fine, Gilfies still drank the water. Amir reluctantly re-styled his hair, helped him dry his neck, buttoned his collar and arranged his medals.

When his face didn't seem so scary, they finally sent him to the emperor with the determination to die.

The emperor was in the cloakroom, accompanied by Baron Berunheim and two internal affairs officers in charge of clothing and jewellery.

He had just showered and looked like sunshine in an olive grove at 8 o'clock in the morning.He was standing in front of the big full-length mirror bowing his head and buttoning his own shirt when they went in—actually someone else should have done it, but the Emperor didn't like that—Gilfies saluted him as usual, and he avoided it as usual. His gift.Then Gilfies very consciously stood in front of a cabinet relatively far away from the emperor, hoping to confuse the matter, but when the emperor raised his head and stood upright, and the baron began to help him fold down the collar of his shirt, he suddenly glanced back. He glanced at it and asked, "What's the matter?"

Gilfies hesitated for a moment before making sure he was asking himself.

"The collar was too tight. It's okay now."

The emperor was noncommittal.

Then Gilfies stood there watching the Baron take care of him.

In fact, he came here early today because he wanted to talk to him on business, but now he didn't want to say anything at all.

He just stood there silently, watching them straighten his shirt, smooth out the wrinkles, bring him a tuxedo, put it on him, fasten his buttons, help him put his ribbon on, and then bring the big box of medals Choose for him, many of them are very familiar to Gilfies.The emperor pointed out a few at random, and then it was the process of wearing them.

In the past, Gilfies often helped him tidy himself up.

And if there is any ceremony that requires the two of them to attend together, the situation will become that the two of them stand face to face in front of the full-length mirror and clean up each other.But I have to say, if you want to compare it with the service level of the internal affairs officers, Gilfies really didn't even pass the mark.

Then there are the cufflinks.

The internal affairs officer brought a box of cufflinks, and the emperor looked at them for a while, then turned around and walked to Gilfies in a very unexpected way.The internal affairs officer immediately followed him.

"You choose," he told him.

Gilfies turned his head to look at the contents of the box, and after a rough scan, he chose a pair of diamond cufflinks that matched the medal the emperor was wearing today.He also saw in the box the old gift he had given him before, but that thing was undoubtedly completely unworthy of him now.

"Is that okay, Your Majesty?" he asked respectfully.

The emperor didn't answer directly, but just raised his hands in front of him.So he carefully folded the cuffs and put on the cuff buttons for him, and then let him go respectfully.

The emperor withdrew his hand and looked at him for a while.

"Emil." He called softly to his little attendant.The other party answered him immediately: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Take your Highness to rest for a while. It's in the room next to the swan landscape painting. If necessary, call the doctor to come and have a look."

"Your Majesty, I don't have any questions now—"

The emperor shook his head: "Your face is still white."

"I'm fine, Your Majesty. Really." Gilfies said sincerely.

But the emperor still did not let go.He just asked him to go down again with a blank face: "Go to sleep. I will allow you not to show up tonight, so you don't have to worry about anything."

Having said that, if Gilfies still refuses to obey, it can be classified as ignorant of flattery.He had to take the order to retreat and leave with Amir.

The emperor sat down on the low-back dressing chair beside him and let others comb his hair.

After a while, Amir came back.

"Come here," the emperor greeted him.

"What, Your Majesty?"

"What happened just now, tell me everything, in detail, and word for word."

"...Your Highness's dress may not fit well..."

"Oh." The emperor interrupted him, "Then I'm curious, why wasn't he strangled to death when he was trying on clothes?"