present to the lord

After Eric handed over the newly completed opera script to the theater manager Ducali, he prepared to return to the Duke's mansion as usual. His gloved fingers were well protected, and he didn't wear a hat like an ordinary gentleman. , his hair was combed back with hairspray, revealing the mask on the right side of his face and the deep face he could still see from the left side.

He holds a sapphire staff, followed by servants.

It's just that he met Raul again, and it wasn't a very good time.

"Christine, I don't want any of you to get hurt, you are all important to me. You are my friend Christine." Raul looked sincere, and he supported Christine's shoulders, expressing himself inner thoughts.

"The roses you gave me, the dress you gave me...and the kiss that night, all these are just your lies, Raul."

Christine's eyes were clouded with tears, and the appearance of tears in her eyes was beautiful.

"Although it's not a gentleman to say this, it's very rude. But Christine, I drank too much that day, please forget that kiss and my recklessness." Raul looked at her apologetically.

It is undeniable that Christine has an important place in his heart. After all, it was his childhood that accompanied him for two years. "You are my friend, and I don't want to lose you."

Even though he did feel a little moved at the beginning, the joy of seeing each other for a long time has gradually dissipated, and his eyes can no longer be separated from the gentle and flexible Mei Li, "Please forgive me, Christine."

Christine was speechless with long lips, her head seemed to have suffered the ultimate, she suddenly wept, bent down, as if being ruthlessly pierced by someone.

Mingming's original purpose was to break away from the status quo of the backup dancer, at first she just wanted to grab the rope that appeared in her darkness and climb up.

But her heart hurts so much, but now because of her few words, it hurts so much...

Eric just paused for a moment, then turned and left. He looked at the two stupid people indifferently, without any fluctuation in his heart.

And Fan Haoran felt the changes in the rules of the world after dealing with a batch of unwilling flies. He raised his eyes in surprise, and sealed the envelope with red lacquer wax and a seal. Things should be speeding up. The turmoil has almost reached its peak, and the third prince's ambition is about to be realized.

"Lend me your strength."

The talented young man kept smiling to a certain extent, and his eyes showed that his ambition and strength must not be underestimated, "What do you want?"

The handsome Duke looked at the young man in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and did not speak.

Prince Levi suddenly remembered the rumors spreading in the royal family. His face still had the features of a young man, but his eyes were already mature, and he wanted to open his sharp teeth to bite his prey.That throne will definitely be his, and no one can stop him, even if he sleeps with the duke in front of him who controls the whole of France, so what?This deal is a good deal, and no matter how you look at it, the man in front of him has capital.

"Don't I have what you want here?" Levi flicked his brown hair intentionally, revealing a delicate side face. His fingers slid ambiguously from the side of his fair neck. His slender figure Leaning on the chair, the whole body is buried in the soft sofa.

And Eric who came back saw exactly such a scene, he never consciously avoided anything in his own home, and because of this, he broke through the boy's movement of wanting to get close to his lover.

His face immediately darkened, and he looked at the boy with displeasure.

Even if it was a prince.

Feeling the murderous intent in the air, Levi narrowed his eyes in surprise.Based on his information, the masked man was just an artist, but he didn't expect him to be quite imposing.Moved to kill it?It seems that the rumors about the royal family are not false.

"Duke, do you really have nothing you want?" Levi looked at Eric confidently. He knew all about the recent movements in Paris, but after all, the Duke in front of him hadn't done anything yet, hadn't he?

Naturally, he heard Levi's unfinished words, and Fan Haoran didn't care, and the matter was not as difficult as Levi thought, after all, he was not a person who valued other people's eyes, and I believe Eric was not either.So what if the whole of France disagrees with the relationship between the two?His power, his strength, this matter is not difficult to solve.But since this little prince wants to do his best for him, why not do it?

"Your Highness thinks that I, who control the entire French currency and most of the army, need to be recognized by others?" He didn't let go, almost teasingly.He gently reached out and motioned for Eric to come and sit.

"But you want your partner to be recognized, don't you? If not, your recent actions would not have appeared." His method was still a little tender, His Royal Highness frowned.

"Even so, I can completely solve this matter. What reason can His Highness ask me to help you?" the Duke said, "I don't lack money, power, and strength. What do you have to convince me?"

"I..." His Royal Highness opened his mouth and didn't know what he could come up with. He couldn't say, I actually want a white wolf with empty hands?

Eric, who was sitting aside and took out a recent best-selling novel, heard something. He turned his head to look at Fan Haoran in astonishment, and suppressed the agitation and disbelief in his heart, but the serious emotion was still strong.

Smiling at him comfortingly, Fan Haoran hugged him without any shyness, he has always been like this, never shy away from their relationship, and even didn't realize that the society would not approve of them.

His attitude made Eric very relieved, relaxed, and did not immediately ask his doubts.

He finally agreed to the matter of the young prince.

"After I ascend the throne, I will promulgate the law that same-sex love will be allowed in return, and I will also take care of the previous matters regarding this matter. Thank you for your generosity." The look of being embarrassed just now.

Nodding slightly, she said with a smile, "Okay, then I won't give it away."

After the boy in royal attire left, Eric squinted his eyes and took off the mask: "What are you hiding from me?" He asked dissatisfied.The mask on his hand fluctuated with silver light with his movements, and his fingers were so perfect that it made people sigh.

After explaining the matter, Fan Haoran looked at Eric's moved face, and he teased like a rascal: "Moved? Do you want to reward me?" Slowly leaning over, "Tonight is a beautiful day..."

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A year has passed quickly, and Paris hasn't changed much. Dinners, dances, afternoon tea... The life of the ladies is still luxurious and enjoyable. If you really want to find something to share with others, about Viscount Chaney Marriage is also a good choice.

Appropriate clothing outlines the figure very charmingly. Eric, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, is standing next to the blond Duke holding the viscount's cane. The light of the autumn light is shining gently, and the silver mask seems no longer cold .

Eric looked at the two protagonists today, and the bride was Mei Lijieli who was very close to Christine back then.

Mei Li, who is wearing a dress, is smiling and spinning happily under the leadership of Raul. The layered white skirt draws a graceful arc, the blooming flowers emit a faint white glow under the light, and the jewels in the hair accessories reflect a little bit of starlight. The makeup is dignified and exquisite.The man watched wholeheartedly, tolerant of happiness, that smile seemed to have obtained the most beautiful treasure in the world.

A pair made in heaven.

"He got rid of that woman?" Eric held a glass of champagne between his fingers, and when he saw the second daughter of the Carles family walking towards him shyly, he half-closed his eyes ruthlessly. The attitude is really indifferent and heartbreaking.

Seeing the lady leave sadly, Fan Haoran happily sat beside him, put his arm on the sofa behind him obliquely, and narrowed his eyes jokingly: "That is a very ambitious woman, she will come back tonight Come here, even if Raul made it clear enough, people will always want to fight at the last moment."

"You mean, that woman came back tonight to embarrass the Shani family?" Eric put down the wine glass with a smack, his lips were stained with wine, and the water stained his lips, making Fan Haoran a little hot .But obviously, Eric was still thinking about what might happen at the dance tonight.

"Don't worry, I will help Raul resolve those little hesitations for him." Laughing, he looked at many ladies who were peeking here, with blue eyes and handsome faces. The gentlemanly smile attracted many gasps and exclamations.

"You—" Eric obviously noticed that he was raging his male hormones. He couldn't stand those women looking at his lover with hungry eyes, and he was helpless and angry at Fan Haoran's behavior.

"Are you jealous?" Fan Haoran leaned over and asked, looking at Eric's dark face with bright eyes, "Tell me, are you jealous?" He asked again, as if he really wanted to be affirmed s answer.

"You're like this again..." Eric showed a strange expression, as if he was a little tangled, and finally just touched the armrest of the sofa on his right hand stiffly, and finally revealed his heart, "I don't like the way they look at you, It makes me want to kill." This is not a literal meaning, he really doesn't mind his hands being stained with the blood of people without a reason, and the distorted world view makes his works have an appeal that ordinary people don't have.

Naturally, Fan Haoran also knew that his lover was a person who didn't feel the slightest guilt about killing people. He couldn't help but lament that it was fortunate that he found him when he was so young, instead of waiting until he was an adult and hugging him after he killed many people. With the mentality of the so-called mission to save this man, he feels kind of grateful for his wise decision at the beginning.

He smiled happily, and after taking a sip of champagne, he smiled and said in a low voice: "I like to see you jealous for me." It feels very good.His heart was throbbing because of Eric's loving eyes, the possessiveness in those eyes was very intense, just as he longed for Eric, Eric also longed for him.

Is there anything better than being loved by someone you love?

He tried his best not to think deeply about what happened after Eric died, and let himself immerse himself in the happiness of the moment, protecting him.

This is the first time in his life that he has such a strong desire to be alone and happy, and wants to see the happy smile of this child who once hid in the dark and filthy company.

But now, he still has to deal with that little Lottie.

"Lovely lady, I think we need to talk." He stopped Christine, who was about to enter the prom in full costume.

The person in front of her has grown into an outstanding woman, her eyes have shown innocent kindness and innocence, but in fact this rose has begun to turn black and rot.

"My lord duke, good night." Christine curtseyed, and she followed this perfect man in the dim light to a secluded place.She knew that tonight's plan seemed impossible to complete, "What can you do for me?"

"Christine, I always thought you were a smart girl. Obviously, I expected too much from you." Fan Haoran stood still, his smile was just right, even though he was a duke, he was still very gentle, even full of charm , handsome and extraordinary.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Christine's expression changed for a moment, but only for a moment, she still had such a kind expression, very docile.

"Christine, what do you want." His smile widened a bit.Holding a cane in his right hand, both hands are slightly spread out to the side, like a falcon spreading its wings, with the hand of a god that seems to encompass the whole world, he whispers seductively, "Kristin Dey, I will give you money, and you will give you money." How about entrusting all your emotions to the world to me?"

Christine had rarely heard her surname since her father passed away, and she was still a little surprised at the moment. That surname sounds so strange now, but she was even more surprised at the back.

"This is a deal, Christine Dey, give me all your emotions, and I will give you money that you can never spend in your life. Whether you treat it as a joke or a dream, this deal may help you Get out of the status quo. Do you want to marry an old man in his 50s? Or stay in the opera house as a backup dancer for the rest of his life? I guarantee the family name of Jacques. After this transaction, you will solve all The problem."

The words were slow and deep and full of gentle temptation, Christine couldn't help but think along the words, as if she saw her own future glory, she murmured unconsciously: "Okay..."