after the little prince got married

Auden brought out five or six bottles of wine from the wine cabinet, in various shapes and colors, all of which were not seen in Fredka.He introduced bottle by bottle, but Ansai didn't hear a word.Anyway, it's meant to be drunk anyway, who cares what it's called and what county it originated in.In fact, he didn't like drinking at all. Fredka's wines always tasted the same and were bitterly sour. There were no grapes grown in the cold north, so wine could only be imported and married.Bradrick III has a large underground wine cellar, which stores all of Fredeka's wines, and only takes out a few bottles at sacrifices and at the end of the year.These wines are served in similar oval-shaped bottles, and the color is a regular deep red. According to the year, each bottle has its own number and name, which is more expensive than those commoners who live underground.

As a pure-blooded prince, "tasting wine" is an integral part of etiquette lessons. At least Elgar likes wine tasting lessons very much, although he can't figure out the taste difference between dry wine and semi-dry wine , and if someone puts two glasses of wine with the same color and slightly different sweetness in front of him, he may not be able to distinguish which one is sweeter, but he still cannot get rid of the "sitting at the table and pretending to hold The natural temptation of the act of drinking wine.

"I'm a real man!" Elgar emphasized more than once to Miss Monica, their first etiquette teacher.

Now, at the tail end of Matilda's first year, Anse stares blankly at the bottle of pink wine that sits to Auden's left—pink, a delicious color that appetizes.

"I want this bottle." He pointed to the bottle filled with pink wine and announced, "I want this bottle."

Auden said with a smile: "One bottle is not enough, baby, look at these colorful bottles, they are all the best wines sent from Fitch County every year, don't you want to try it?"

Ansai flatly rejected him.

"Okay then." Auden shrugged regretfully, but soon, he took out five identical bottles of pink wine from the wine cabinet and arranged them in a row. After finishing all this, he looked at Ann expectantly. Said, as if he had done such an amazing thing, as if he would not stop until he got a compliment.

"...Thank you." Although he didn't know how drinking five more bottles of wine would benefit him, Ansai still said dizzily, "You did a great job."

Auden was very skilled in uncapping the bottle cap. Before Ansai could clearly see the movement of his hand, the small cork disappeared.He dug out two crystal goblets and a decanter from the cabinet in the dining room, placed them next to the vase on the dining table, and slowly poured the red wine into the decanter with elegant movements.Ansai has never seen such a husband before, his beautiful black eyes are full of love, but he has no idea, the sweet grape aroma slowly escapes from the bottle mouth into the air, obviously he has not yet drunk , but he felt that he was half drunk.

Not long after, Auden finished the steps of sobering up, and poured the clear liquor into the goblet. The sunlight fell into the glass, and the light pink light penetrated the crystal wall and reflected on the pure white marble dining table. So beautiful.He picked up the cup, handed it to Ansai, and said softly, "Taste it."

If… if the pink wine still tastes sour, there will be a crowd on the first day of the summer party.Holding the idea of ​​"use it in the shower if it tastes bad", Ansai took a sip of the wine.

Sweet.

The taste is lighter than expected. The aroma of strawberries and a touch of alcohol permeate the lips and teeth, making people think of summer, juicy purple grapes, and the gentle sea breeze in the afternoon.In order to ensure the taste, Oden put a few cubes of ice in the cup. Although the room is quite warm, it is still difficult to drink a lot.For a moment, he felt embarrassed and pleased, and the conflicting emotions made him temporarily lose his expression, like a wine critic who must remain serious because he is tasting wine.Auden didn't hold back—in fact, he didn't even think about holding back. He lowered his head, pressed his hand on the table, and kissed him deeply.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time." He said vaguely, "What were you looking at just now? Your eyes are straight."

"No... I didn't see anything..."

"It's so sweet." Oden hugged him stickily, "I mean wine, it seems a bit too sweet, are you sure you want to choose this?"

"I want this." Ansai said to him in a low voice, "I like sweet ones."

After drinking the second bottle, Oden didn't bother to sober up anymore. Instead of touching the pile of pink wine, he picked a transparent bottle, didn't even bother to use the glass, and drank directly from the mouth of the bottle.Ansai sat on the sofa, his beautiful eyes were half-opened, his eyes were slack, but his back was straight, and he drank like him.He had already finished two bottles, and the empty wine bottles were lined up obediently on the coffee table, just like their owners.

"I'm, I'm like, drinking, drunk," he stammered to Auden.But his husband just leaned over the table and stared at him grimly, as if to make a silent reproach.Ansai immediately panicked, subconsciously he didn't like it.

"I have to change something, I, I have to change," he thought to himself.So he raised his head and ordered arrogantly: "Wake up!"

But he was not sober, he couldn't even control himself.Ansai trembled uncontrollably. He decided to fight to the end. First of all, he needed an army, a ruthless army with extremely strong combat effectiveness.His eyes turned involuntarily to his husband, initially to examine—Oden did not disappoint him.He stood up with the arm of the sofa, and staggered to Auden. The man's cold gaze was like a bunch of spider threads, sticking to his body, and Ansai's brain that was in a ball couldn't think of a way to break free.If you can't defeat your opponent, let the opponent be your own. He wrapped his two soft arms around the enemy's neck, leaned close to the opponent's ear, and asked what he thought was an extremely generous condition: "Do you want to marry me?"

There was a crack in Auden's cold expression, because he heard the words "marriage", which sounded very sweet, but weapons cannot have their own feelings, let alone get married, so he shook his head and seriously refused. He became the first admirer in his weapons career.

"Forgive my refusal," he said, "because I'm just a machete. Human swords have different paths, please come back, sir."

Ansai began to shake his arm, shaking Auden's whole head, his clear black eyes were filled with water vapor, and a few teardrops silently ran across his cheeks and dripped on Auden's collarbone.As soon as Mr. Weapon touched the little prince's tears, he immediately lost his principles. He wished that the wedding would be held in the next second. He stretched out his hand in a panic, trying to wipe away the tears, but Ansai turned his head away.

"I'm going to find another army, goodbye."

"You dare! Hey! Don't! Get married, get married now!" Now the little prince has got the sharpest machete in the world, has his own army, and decides to go out immediately.He raised his hands and shouted excitedly: "On the twelfth, His Royal Highness Ansair's Red Rose Army is about to set off!"

Auden followed behind him and muttered, "Isn't today NO.11?"

The little prince ignored him. He rushed towards the door impatiently, but stopped behind it. After thinking for a minute, he chose to turn back and dragged Auden to the front of the closet: " We need to change into uniforms... How about finding something similar?"

He took out two green dresses of the same color from the closet, gesticulated twice on himself, and threw the bigger one to Oden.Auden didn't object at all, because he thought it was his wedding dress.

"I feel that something is missing." The little prince stood in front of the mirror and said troubledly.He looked left and right, pointed to his own head, and stared at his husband unhappy, only to find that the other party found a green bow tie out of nowhere and was clumsily putting it on his head.They started to rob the bow. In the way of rock-paper-scissors, Ansai produced three scissors, Auden produced three rocks, and the bow went to Ansai.

"Okay! Get ready to fight! Let's go!" Ansai opened the door aggressively, and bumped into a red-haired maid.Seeing Mrs. Mandel who was about to go out, the maid had surprise written all over her face. She looked at the cheerful Ansai, and then turned her gaze to the calmer Auden: "Your Highness, the dance will start in about 10 minutes. Are you and His Royal Highness the past now?"

The little prince clenched his fists and said loudly: "Let's go to the battlefield, Mr. Mandel!"

"Please calm down." The maid wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, and forced a smile, "Please follow me."

Oden gave a cold "hmm" because he decided to make the coolest knife on the battlefield.

They walked in front of the maids with high spirits, and they didn't need guidance at all, and they didn't care about the etiquette. If Barbara led the horse passing by at this time, they would definitely choose to gallop without hesitation.Along the way, Ansai gave a military salute to everyone he saw. His legs were a little weak, and he walked crookedly, but his spine was straight, and his long hair was tied into a high ponytail, showing a somewhat heroic appearance.

And the palace where the dating ball is located is getting closer and closer.Just 100 meters away from the gate, the last maid finally couldn't hold back and asked the question that tortured her all the way: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I smell a strong smell of alcohol... "So do you really know who you are now?"

"I am the captain of the Red Rose team, Commander Ansair!" Ansai announced proudly, "He is my husband... a kitchen knife and my army."

Next to him, Mr. Machete nodded, and then added coldly: "We are going to conquer the world."

The author has something to say:

Stupid author: Why do you kiss or play with water every day?I refuse to accept it, I want to raise my knife——

Oden (raises machete)

Stupid author: Raise the knife to Elgar!

Elgar: I beg you, let me go! ! !

Please ignore the parentheses in the previous chapter, just splash water, because it’s really not playing with water (calm down)

感谢在2020-07-1314:33:57~2020-07-1423:38:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of monk monk; 1 bottle of Tang Wanqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!