[Beauty and the Beast] Rose Castle

Lambert glanced at him coldly: "You are too presumptuous, Ulysses."

"I'm too presumptuous, and then. Do you still want to teach me like before, tell my father what I did, and sow discord like a villain?"

Lambert paused: "Are you the heir to the throne now?"

"Of course. Because the best brother has turned into an ugly beast. Otherwise, a despicable person like me would not even be qualified to covet the throne."

Ulysses has been provoking Lambert, seeming to want him to lose control or get angry, but Lambert's emotions are always as calm as a lake, without any ups and downs.I remember that at the beginning, he couldn't stand even one or two words of ridicule from Ulysses. In the past two days, he seems to have become more and more rational and calm, and more and more like a well-cultivated prince... This is probably his original appearance .

"Since you are the heir to the throne, you need to be more mature in your behavior." Lambert turned a page of the book without raising his head, "The way you look now is no different from a beggar who has just gotten rich."

Ulysses' complexion changed, he jumped off the long table, drew out his sword and aimed at Lambert: "I really don't know where you got the confidence to teach me."

My heart tightened, for fear that the tip of the sword would scratch him.Lambert didn't care, and clamped the saber with two fingers: "Thanks to the witch you invited, the sword is useless to me now." After saying that, the sharp and hard blade was broken by him.

Ulysses looked at the broken sword, his expression fluctuated, and he sneered for a while and said, "I don't care what methods you use to delay the beastization... I advise you, it is futile. Curse can only be done when you are sincere with people." It will only be resolved when you are in love. How can an extremely cold-blooded person like you deliver your sincerity, let's wait for death in peace!"

Lambert glanced at him sideways, smiled slightly and said, "How do you know I can't?"

Looking at this smile, for some reason, my heart felt like being flooded with scalding hot water.I took two steps back, leaning my back against the cold stone pillar, unable to describe how I felt.

What Ulysses said... Can I understand that only when he truly loves someone, will the animalization be delayed?Lambert was obviously so sensitive and irritable before, but these two days he has acted rationally and soberly. Could it be because... he didn't dare to think about it anymore, but the answer came to his mind uncontrollably: Yes, he has something for you Good impression, otherwise how could I answer Ulysses like that.

Thinking of this, my mind stopped, and I could no longer think rationally.

I can only be sure of one thing, and that is this moment, and I don't want him to know from the bottom of my heart that I approached him because of my father's serious illness.

...But, he had to be told.I closed my eyes, slid along the stone pillar and sat on the ground.Dull pain is a boulder that weighs heavily on the heart.

Ulysses is gone.The halls of the castle regained their tranquility.Lambert sat by the fireplace and continued to read calmly.I looked at his figure, lost my mind for a moment, went back to my room, and took a shower in the bathroom.I tried my best to pretend nothing happened, and I was concentrating on how to showdown with him, but no matter how I concentrated, he always smiled unconsciously in my mind.

This feeling of not being able to control myself is really too bad.

At noon, Lambert came upstairs and invited me down for dinner.Even though we hadn't seen each other for only one morning, his human features became more obvious: his fingers were no longer ferocious and sharp like lizards, but became slender and well-defined, and the black snake scales on both sides of his neck were also much less, from his jaw to his Adam's apple. The lines become clearer and more beautiful.

I glanced at him and looked away as if scalded.His voice sounded above my head, with a slight smile: "Good afternoon, Rosa. Let's go down to eat."

My heart beat faster.It may be my illusion, but his voice has also changed. It is no longer as hoarse as it was before, with a deep and pleasant voice, elegant and ancient articulation, which is a typical royal accent.

At the dinner table, I lowered my head and thought about how to showdown with him. I was a little absent-minded and only ate a little.He came over and sat down next to me as if nothing had happened: "The dishes don't suit your taste?"

A clear but wild masculine breath surrounded him.I trembled and shook my head.

"Then why do you eat so little?"

He had a caring tone, but I suddenly felt a little disgusted by what he said, which made me and him very close... Obviously we only knew each other for three days, had two meals, and danced once.I pursed my lips and moved the plate away: "I have a bad appetite."

After finishing speaking, I regretted it, and was about to say a few words to make up, but I heard him say softly: "I seem to have offended you, sorry."

Why should I apologize, why should I value my feelings... My mind is in a mess.He paused, and continued: "By the way, I'm leaving for a few days. There are other people in the castle. Meals and meals will be delivered to your room on time, so don't worry about food and lodging."

I only heard the first sentence: "Where are you going?"

He pondered for a moment, then chuckled and said, "It's okay to tell you."

That line made me realize that this can be an extremely personal thing.Once heard, the relationship with him is even more ambiguous.Some wanted him to shut up, but they kept their mouths shut honestly, waiting for him to continue.

"You know, both snakes and lizards shed their skin, and I have the characteristics of both animals, so I can't escape the moulting period. In the next few days, I will fall into a semi-zombified state, unable to see or walk." His tone was calm Feng Qing doesn't seem to think that these are secrets about death, "So, I want to find a place to hide myself."

His attitude is so calm, but I feel that his eyes, tone, and breath are full of flirting.When he was human, there must have been many women who were fascinated by him.

Thinking of this, I lost my appetite, and put down the knife and fork rudely: "...I'm done eating." Not wanting to make this sentence appear too abrupt, I added, "Take care of yourself."

He looked me in the eyes: "I will."

I can be said to have run away.Half an hour after returning to the room, I realized that I forgot to have a showdown with him.I went downstairs to look for him, but I couldn't find him no matter what.He has probably left.

A strong sense of frustration came over me.What a waste of so many days.Forget it, in fact, even if you find him, it won't help. He is too busy to take care of himself, so how can he have time to take care of my father.Now that he's gone, there's no need for me to stay here anymore.Go home and take care of your father.

Finding a hood and putting it on, I glanced back at the castle for one last time.I don't know if it's because of those strange voices, but for me, this castle is no longer so eerie, and it even looks kind of friendly.Thinking of the beautiful scenery of the hanging garden, the dance, and Lambert, I closed my eyes, suppressed the sadness of parting, and whispered: "Goodbye... never again."

Opening the door, I ran towards the way I came from without looking back.All the way unimpeded.To my surprise, the horse was still in place and neighed when I raised my head.Not daring to delay, I got on my horse and pulled the rein: "Go home!"

The afternoon sun is warm and bright, but the castle behind it is always overcast, and the rose fields are endless, clustered around it, reflecting the castle's stone wall into a magnificent rose color.

Such dreamy colors, such dreamy days.

It's been smooth sailing.Back in the village, after looking at the magnificent interior of the castle for a long time, and then seeing the row upon row of low houses, I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.Not wanting the villagers to know that I had been to the castle, I took a detour home.

Locking the horse in the stable, I turned and pushed the fence aside, and was about to enter the door when I saw my father looking at me seriously.

I was stunned, and then pleasantly surprised: "Dad, can you walk around?"

"Where have you been these two days?"

I looked around: "Go into the room and talk."

When I entered the room, I checked his body first, and I was a little confused: "I remember the day I left, you had been in a coma for several days... What's going on?"

"You also know that I was unconscious at the time!" Father snorted coldly, "Where have you been these few days?"

Knowing that his father's body was safe and sound, the boulder weighing on his heart finally fell to the ground.Immediately, the sadness of leaving Lambert welled up.It may be because I suddenly saw my relatives and had support around me. I had a sore nose and wanted to tell the whole story of the past few days, but I thought that in the eyes of most people, Lambert was evil and frightening. Not to worry my father, who was just recovering from a serious illness, I swallowed all my confession and said that I just went out to find a doctor these days.

My father warned me: "Don't run around here and there, the snake in the castle seems to have gone crazy, and it killed several passing traders in the past two days."

These two days?

For the past two days, Lambert has been staying in the castle, and his expression and appearance have become more and more human. How could he run out and bite people to death?It is very likely that Ulysses spread rumors in order to consolidate his throne.

Thinking of this, I wanted to defend Lambert, then shook my head, why should I defend him, and my father didn't know who Lambert and Ulysses were.Anyway, my father has already recovered, so just forget what happened in the past few days.

In this way, I forced myself to return to a normal life and lived peacefully for a month.

Until an accident happened in the village, I had to recall everything related to Lambert.

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