The hero is a portrait

"Li Weidan, don't be angry..." The girl in the cold wind smiled flatteringly, "Do you think I pay too much attention to form? That's right... love is mutual, I shouldn't be one-sided demanding of you."

Levitan thought of Michael——

He shook off Michael's hand vigorously, and shouted at him angrily:

"Why did you lie to me! Doing kindness to others is simply punishment!"

At that time, Michael told him that he would feel happy when he gave kindness to others, and he would feel warm in his heart when he saw the smiles of others after getting help, but what he got in return was endless pain.

Michael choked up sadly:

"Li Weidan, did your heart feel warm for a moment?"

...It's full of incomprehensible things, Li Weidan thought to himself.

Wouldn't it be fun to let the human soul heal, corrupt, and become fragrant?The job of the devil is to make the world "bad", but this "bad" is only relative to the angels.As far as the demons are concerned, aren't they also working hard to turn the human world into an ideal paradise?But since angels and most humans think love is a very supernatural energy, he also tries to understand this thing.At first he didn't know much... until he got an arrow in his soul.

Facing such a Waterloo-like defeat, he wanted to know that kind of power—what exactly is "love".

Rashitia carefully unwrapped the silk scarf, revealing the red rose wrapped in it——after looking closely, it was discovered that it was a rose made of paper.It has been meticulously cut, outlined, painted and even sprinkled with rosewater.Anyone with a heart will admire the delicacy of this rose.

"You gave me the rose, and now I give you my rose."

This is equivalent to a confession that made Lashidia very embarrassed when she said it.

But Li Weidan was indifferent.

He glanced at the rose, and easily concluded:

"Your roses are not as beautiful as mine."

The rose made of ice has turned into dust under the wheel. Its maker once used his already stiff fingertips to melt the icicles on its body, giving it a smooth and lustrous appearance.He stroked the icicles of the rose again, so that the finer parts, which made the rose more alive, would not hurt his beloved's fingers.

Little by little, he let the blood seep into the ice, making the red of the rose petals as gorgeous and deep as a pigeon's blood ruby.His silent tears turned into morning dew on roses.Such a cold rose does not have the fragrance of roses, but only the fragrance of love brewed from endless bitterness.

Levitan turned around and left, he already knew that Lashitia was not a good test subject.

And the girl left behind by him shyly and anxiously bloomed in the cold wind, then withered.

Levidan returned to the Castle of Este and saw Caesar's vehicle-the carriage with a silver inlaid badge with a cat was very recognizable.

"Caesar—has my brother come?"

The servant took off his coat for him, and Li Weidan turned to the butler and asked him.

"Yes, ma'am, Lord Caesar has just arrived at the Castle of Este. I'm very glad that your brothers and sisters are about to reunite... But have you forgotten anything?"

"what?"

The housekeeper looked a little angry, but his tone was still respectful:

"Mr. Duke fell into a coma with fever today, and he didn't wake up until evening."

"Oh, really?"

"...if you could go and see him, I think he'd be in a lot better spirits."

"Ok."

Levidan went to the Duke's bedroom with the butler who was carrying the medicine.The butler looked at the beautiful but careless face of the Duchess, and the struggle and hesitation in his heart gradually receded... A trace of determination flashed across his brows, but he quickly returned to a serious and kind look.

As early as an hour ago, Caesar first had a meeting with the steward when he came to Este Castle.

The talks are as follows:

"I know what Min En did to Alfonso, and I'm worried that she will be criticized and excluded in Duke Este."

Caesar interrupted the butler's words of defense: "From the very beginning, this marriage was not what we wanted...for the interests of the family...I don't think I need to repeat this point. I have always wanted to find a chance for Ming En to reunite. To be free... considering each other's honor, it would be best if we could reunite in the form of 'separation'."

"But the duke won't say yes."

"...This requires Your Excellency's cooperation."

There was a faint smell of medicine in the ward, and the half-drawn curtains made the room very dark.The Duke's slight cough sounded from the head of the bed, perhaps because he was too weak to control his self-control, and a pair of canine ears protruded from his slightly messy black hair.

The butler put the medicine tray on the bedside table, and then opened the window according to the Duke's instructions.Levidan knelt down beside the bed, and reached out his hands to touch the Duke's ears curiously. The Duke's ears trembled at first, and then drooped meekly.

"Where's Caesar?" the Duke asked the steward.

"Lord Caesar is resting in the living room."

The Duke frowned with some annoyance—it really shouldn't be sick at this time, but who knew that Caesar would come to visit without saying hello?Speaking of which, there is still a past between the Duke and Caesar that has to be said.When the Duke went to the church to marry Levi Dan, he passed by St. Paul's Square and was attacked by the cat man.When it was first discovered that it was Caesar's work, the Duke thought that someone wanted to destroy the marriage between Este and the Borgias...

"Stay with me tonight."

The Duke grabbed Levidan with his scorching hands, and asked for the first time.

"But Madam hasn't had dinner yet." The housekeeper helped Li Weidan decline, and he said to the Duke, "It's time for you to take your medicine."

Maybe it was because of the cold that decreased the sense of smell, or maybe it was Levidan's pat on the head that distracted the Duke. Amid the fear of the housekeeper, the Duke finally found nothing wrong with the potion and drank it all.Under the action of the medicine, the Duke fell asleep, but Levidan pinched his ears for a while, touched his fingers for a while, and lay on his chest to listen to his heartbeat... The Duke endured Can't help laughing:

"what are you doing?"

"There's love in you, don't you? You know what that is, don't you?"

"..." The Duke reached out and rubbed his head.

He was lying on the edge of the bed with his chin resting on the back of his hand, and his cornflower-like eyes looked at him:

"I don't know what love is."

His voice had a typhoid hoarseness:

"It's okay, I know."

Later, the male servant came in to deliver Caesar's words, and Levidan promised to visit the Duke again in the evening and went to meet his brother.Caesar Borgia has grown up. Compared with the gentle and waxy boy before, he is now more personable.But he can change a mask at any time, and no one except Li Weidan knows what his soul really looks like.

For Levitan, Caesar is at its best flowering period.

The two talked about things in Barcelona and Rome—Rodri had been promoted to pope, and Caesar had full control of Barcelona's affairs.

"Do you remember the boy you met on La Rambla? He was the grandson of Cardinal Auerbach, he died, and Auerbach thought it was Giovanni, so he sent someone to kill him." Murdered. Our Pope doesn't know about it."

Li Weidan didn't think of the boy on La Rambla for a moment, Caesar stared at him clearly, with a look of "it's okay, you don't need to remember him".He discusses his brother and father as if he were discussing the goods in the market, and finally puts the hand-rolled cigarettes on the disk:

"Okay, take me to see my 'brother-in-law'." Caesar took the lead and got up, "I have to see if he treats you well."

In this gossip, Caesar did not mention that Levidan forgot to reply to his letter, as if the relationship between the two had not had the slightest haze.The two of them walked towards the Duke's bedroom arm in arm. Before entering, they heard a coquettish groan coming from the door that didn't fit perfectly.Moan.

Caesar paused his finger that was about to knock on the door, and then glanced at Levidan beside him.

……

When the Duke woke up, he had a splitting headache. He remembered that last night he was suppressing his sleepiness and waiting for Levidan's arrival, but he felt an unbearable scorching heat rising in his lower abdomen.Then a woman wearing only a towel ran in and threw herself on him.Everything that followed became blurred. He still remembered that he wanted to push the woman away, but she took the opportunity to grab his hand and press it on the soft chest... Thinking of this, the Duke felt nauseated, and then panicked.

At this moment the butler came in and stood aside stiffly and quietly.The Duke pressed the back of his hand to his forehead and asked in an unusually hoarse voice:

"What the hell happened?"

"There is a maid who admires you and put...that kind of medicine in your potion." The housekeeper said vaguely, "...How to deal with her is up to you to decide."

"...Where's Madam?"

"Madame has already returned to Rome with Lord Caesar."

The prince suddenly wanted to cry. He put his arm over his eyes and continued to ask:

"Did I... do it with her?"

"……Yes."

"He... saw it?"

"……Yes."

The Duke didn't ask any more questions, but just lay there quietly.

A foolish maid who desperately wants to climb the bed, a just-in-time appearance can take away his elder brother... The Duke is not stupid, but he is still desperate because there is no room for redemption.

He got up in a trance, passion and pathological sweat stuck to his black hair, he stood pale by the bed, stroking the morning sun:

"……he's gone?"

"Yes."

He stared at the grass in front of the castle for a long time, and then said:

"Is he gone?"

"Yes."

There is essence in the air.The smell of liquid, the Duke wanted to walk away quickly, but couldn't help but bent over and vomited.After a long time, he straightened up and said to the steward:

"I'm going to take a shower."

The icy water fell from his head, and the Duke could not help crying.The scene of last night appeared in front of his eyes - he looked over the woman's white shoulder and saw Li Weidan's calm eyes.He wasn't sure if it was a real memory or just a temporary fantasy.But he's gone, it's true.He recalled the screams of women screaming like mother cats, and those sticky breasts rubbing... The more he recalled these episodes, the harder he scrubbed himself.

The water was still gurgling, and the butler waiting outside held the duke's bathrobe and waited anxiously.

In fact, he did not adopt Caesar's suggestion-use Lie.sex.spring.The drug made the duke and the woman have sexual intercourse, because the duke was seriously ill, the housekeeper only used psychedelic sex in the end.Medicine - fans.The medicinal ingredients should be more like spring.A medicinal ingredient.In this way, the user thinks that he has produced a strong sex.desire, but in fact soon fell into a semi-coma, at this time as long as a hypnotic hint is given, the desired result can be obtained.

After waiting for a long time, the butler finally couldn't bear it and broke in——

God, what did he see?

He almost passed out.

The Duke scrubbed his cunt in despair.stem, and there was already a bloody mess there.