The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Cheerchen retracted his hand with a wince.

Now he, even in front of the king and Khan, would not be so shy and cautious, but in front of Natalie, he seemed to be the same young man who first met Natalie more than a year ago.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Cheor Chen apologized in a low voice.

He sat upright and turned toward the altar, toward the priest.

"No, it's nothing." Natalie responded to Cheerchen like a mosquito, but instead of looking at Cheerchen, she sat upright like him and stared at the altar.

In fact, Natalie was even more nervous than Cheerchen. Although her face was as white as jade, her neck was already red. The girl drew her hand into her sleeve and clenched her fists.

Seeing the two young men return to their normal manners, the priest picked up a brass bell on the preaching stage and shook it a few times.

The brass bell made a pleasant sound.

"Please be quiet." The priest reminded everyone.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the people in the church sat down one after another.

"This is the end?" Stanislaw Potocki asked Ugowski outside the church.

Ugowski smiled and replied: "How is it possible! You can watch it patiently, sir, the good show is yet to come."

Due to Natalie's fierce reaction just now, Cheerchen didn't dare to talk to her for a while.

As time passed bit by bit, Cheerchen became restless, and he kept his feet upside down, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Because he knows that silence is not the answer. He came all the way to persuade Natalie to change her mind not to become a nun, instead of sitting here listening to the priest's sermon.

Finally, Cheerchen couldn't help it anymore. He spoke for the first time.

Cheerchen said in a low voice, "I didn't expect to see you here, Natalie."

Natalie's heart was beating. She wanted to respond, but she was worried that once she responded, her heart to serve God would no longer be firm. Natalie pinched her thigh hard to calm herself down.

Seeing that Natalie hadn't spoken, Cheerchen said to himself: "Natalie, I know why you are a nun because of my affairs with Fatima. I can only say sorry for this."

Natalie resisted her tears. She said in her heart: "Since you all know, what are you doing to me! Just to apologize?"

Cheer Chen couldn't hear what Natalie was thinking about. He continued to babble his own words: "It is true that I have committed a sin. I have failed you, but Fatima likes me and has my child; I am honest, I like her too, just Just like I like you."

Natalie couldn't help it anymore after Cheerchen said this. What is he here for? Say what? Is this an apology or a show off?

Just like I like you? Do you like me just to find another woman and have a baby with her!

The unbearable Natalie let the tears roll over her cheeks. She interrupted Cheerchen and shouted angrily: "Your Excellency, if you can't speak, please don't speak."

After speaking, Natalie stood up "wow".

Cheerchen was stunned. There was another sentence in his mouth: "Even now I still like you and love you" did not say.

It can only be said that Cheerchen is too incapable of talking in front of a woman. He doesn't coax a woman, and what he says often makes the girl angry.

The door of the church was locked, but this didn't stop Natalie's determination to leave. When Natalie walked to the side window, she tried to open the window, but her anxiety made her failed several attempts. Natalie was so anxious that she smashed the window with the handle of the saber, and then jumped out of it.

The smash stunned everyone inside and outside the church. The "Mediterranean" priest's gospel fell to the ground. He didn't care about picking it up, drawing a cross on his chest; outside the church, Stanislaw Potocki looked at Ugowski with his mouth open. He wanted to ask: Is there such a thing in the queen's script?

Ugowski also smiled bitterly. He spread his hands and said: Don't look at me, it's not written like that in the script.

According to the original arrangement of Queen Ludvika, after this, the priest will read out a certificate of merit from King Jan Kazimierz to Chechen, which counts Chechen's achievements in Crimea.

Queen Ludwig knew well that Natalie was so patriotic, and this certificate would surely spur Natalie's deep love for Cheerchen. Unexpectedly, the priest hadn't read the certificate, and Natalie was jumped out of the window with anger.

Sure enough, the plan will never keep up with the changes.

"What should I do now?" Stanislaw Potocki asked.

"What else? Now I can only look at the boys and girls themselves." Ugowski looked at Chechen who was chasing after Natalie.

Queen Ludwig did not give him a plan to deal with this situation.

Stanislaw straightened up, he only thought why Ugowski's head was so awkward: "Nonsense, of course I know that, I mean what shall we do now?"

"What else? Chase it!" Ugowski stomped.

So Stanislaw Potocki and Ugowski, the two old men, followed Natalie and Chechen and became the third team of runners.

Cheerchen tried his best to chase after Natalie who was running ahead. He really hates his stupid mouth now.

"Why can't I speak so much!" Cheerchen scolded himself. If he had time, he would really want to smoke a few big mouths.

But he has no time, he must catch up with Natalie.

immediately.

Cheerchen speeded up and decided to catch up with Natalie later. He was so stupid that he had to wait until he figured it out, or talk less and act more.

Although Natalie ran fast, Cheerchen was a man after all, and his physical strength and explosive power were stronger than Natalie. After chasing for nearly fifteen minutes, he finally caught up with Natalie near a **** along the river.

His hand rested on Natalie's shoulder. Then Cheerchen violently pulled her ears quickly, and Natalie fell back into Cheerchen's arms with an unstable center of gravity.

Cheerchen's hands were like two iron rods firmly around Natalie.

"Let go!" Natalie cried struggling.

"Don't let go, forever." Cheerchen's words were concise and clear.

Natalie struggled harder, and the sabers and slender swords on the waists of the two made a sound of "Qiangqiang" impact.

After a while, Natalie saw that she couldn't get rid of it, and she stopped trying to hold it back.

Cheerchen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Natalie was no longer struggling. But just as he was about to say a few good words, a sudden pain came from the back of his feet.

Natalie's leather boots slammed on the back of his instep.

Cheerchen finally let go of his hand under the pain.

Natalie broke free, she ran a step, then stopped and looked back at Cheerchen who was bending down in pain, her eyes flashing with complicated expressions.

But immediately, she resolutely turned around and left.

Cheerchen's painful tears flowed out, but he endured the pain and raised his head and said, "Natalie, don't go."

With that, Cheorjin stretched out a hand and tried to grab Natalie's shoulder again.

He hooked Natalie's cloak, but under the lead of Natalie's advancing body, Cheerchen's center of gravity was unstable and tilted to the side.

Instinctively, Cheerchen grabbed the only thing he could hold his body tight.

Natalie tried her best to stabilize her body, but Cheerchen was much stronger than her, and she was unprepared. Being led by him, the two fell to the ground together.

The two huddled together. They hugged and rolled down until they were blocked by a tree before stopping.

"Let go of me!" Natalie shouted. Their current posture is very embarrassing. The two were huddled together like a strand of twine, with Natalie on the top and Cheerchen on the bottom.

"no way!"

Cheerchen knew that Natalie would definitely be leaving when he let go, so he would never let go, instead he tried harder.

After a while, it seemed that a long, long time passed in Cheerchen and Natalie’s consciousness, but the reality may have only passed for a few minutes. Natalie gave up struggling again, her elbows against Cheechen’s chest, soft. Du Xiu's hair was draped on his cheeks and fell on Chechen's face.

The tip of Chechen's nose was cold, and it seemed that there was water dripping on his face. One drop, two drops...

Those are Natalie's tears.

"Natalie..." Cheerchen called the name of the person in front of him.

"Why are you here? Why! Since you already have Fatima and have children with her, why are you looking for me! Why don't you let me be a nun!" Natalie cried regardless. Her tears fell on Chechen's face.

"Do you know how much I paid for you? In Vidava, I even decided to forget that you let go of Sweden's Queen Christina privately. Do you know how difficult it is for me? I betrayed you Motherland. But for you, you don’t even dare to return to Vidava to meet me. You hide in Silesia, let your uncle come to see me, and tell me about you and Fatima. What do you think of me? Now! My father is dead, I have nothing left, only you, only you! I hate you, I hate you!"

Natalie cried loudly, she vented all her grievances.

Cheerchen looked at Natalie just like that. Although some things are not what Natalie thought, for example, he stayed in Silesia not to hide from Natalie, but purely to take care of Fatima and the children, but he knew that this is not a discussion of such details. when.

What should be done now is -

Cheerchen raised his head abruptly, and his lips fell exactly on Natalie's cherry lips.

Natalie's eyes suddenly widened, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

Cheerchen put his hand down at the same time and hugged her slender waist.

Natalie wanted to struggle and get rid of, but she found that her body was completely soft and weak. Moreover, she felt hotter and hotter all over, as if she had jumped into the hot water naked.

This kiss is eternal.

"I love you. God, I love you more than uncle, Fatima, and anyone." Cheechen gently separated the lips that were close to Natalie, and whispered.

This is the tenderest love word Cheerchen can think of.

Natalie felt that she was poisoned, and she dropped her head feebly.

Cheerchen could feel Natalie putting her head on his shoulders a little tiredly, relying on it quietly, as if she never wanted to leave.

"Me too. God testifies, eternal life."

Cheerchen felt an unprecedented warmth in his heart, and he clasped her shoulders tightly with his backhand.

"I'm very tired..." Natalie said slowly, curling her body tightly in his arms. Natalie at this time. There is no such thing as a strong woman. She is now just a fragile woman, a woman who longs for protection, a woman who longs for the caress of a man, a woman who hopes to have something for life, her weakness, her loneliness, her Helplessly, her desires were all revealed in this natural curling up.

"I know." Cheerchen said.

Cheerchen hugged her tightly, hoping to completely cover her with his body. He is willing to do such a thing, he is willing to do his best to protect her, he is willing to show the demeanor that a strong man should have.

"Cheerchen..." Natalie said with a choked voice, as if there was something hidden in her heart for a long, long time, she is now determined to muster the courage to say it and let the most beloved know it. Tears flowed slowly from her cheeks, wetting Chechen's shoulders.

"Yeah." Cheer Chen said softly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and hugged her tighter. He hoped to show her with his actions that he had enough strength and determination to protect her.

Natalie said, "Tell me you will not leave me."

"Eternal life."

...

Although Stanislaw Potocki is older, he is a soldier and he is in good health. He was the first to catch up with Natalie and Cheerchen.

When he saw Natalie and Cheer Chen embracing and kissing each other, the old man seemed to put on a mask called "Confusion".

"God, what have I seen! Could it be that I am dazzled." Stanislaw Potocki rubbed his eyes vigorously in amazement.

But he was not dazzled.

Stanislaw Potocki tilted his head and laughed: "My God, I'm going to cry with joy."

At this time, Ugowski also caught up, panting.

Stanislaw Potocki turned and stopped in front of Ugowski's eyes, like a low wall.

"What's wrong? Boss." Ugowski asked in confusion.

"Ugowski," Stanislaw Potocki laughed with tears, "God's will is really unpredictable."

After speaking, Stanislaw Potocki twisted Ugowski's body, who was chewing on his inexplicable words, and dragged him back.

"Well, nothing is wrong with us."

"What's the matter with us?" Ugowski was confused.

"Nothing to do with us means nothing to do with us."

The two old men returned to the carriage, and Stanislaw Potocki's face was full of smiles. Ugowski knew what the old man must have seen and knew, but he just didn't tell himself, which made Ugowski frustrated.