The richest man's boyfriend lives in a history textbook

The sky is getting darker, the few birds have found a place to roost at night, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

Xingyuan shrinks back, he reaches out his hand to turn on the automatic temperature adjustment function of the school uniform, and looks around blankly.

Since he found out that others couldn't see him, he was very excited at first, but when he calmed down, he found that the place was bare and there was nothing to play with.

Xingyuan's eyelids drooped, he reached out and rubbed his hair, and then straightened it out according to his feeling.

At this time, different voices appeared on the originally chaotic and rhythmless road.

The footsteps are not neat but very disciplined. Whenever the boots step on the ground, the sound is much more stable and solid than that of ordinary people.

Xingyuan tilted his head, and the red-yellow sun shines on the heads of the group of grown men.

These tall men wore the coats of nobles, but they were very different from the nobles in terms of appearance and behavior.

They walked with wide steps, and instead of having the richness of ordinary nobles, they were thin and full of strength in their waists.

The most striking thing is their looks.

Because of the angle, Xingyuan could only see their profiles.

Most of these faces have sharp bones and rough skin. They look like they have been weather-beaten, and there are more or less scars on them.

They were smiling at the moment, but the corners of their half-closed eyes were full of sharpness.

Xingyuan's pure eyes widened suddenly, and he stared closely at the movements of these people.Even though the clothes of these people were different, he knew the identities of these people just by looking at them!

These people are... are...!

Xingyuan's lips parted slightly, and his heart beat "chug".

But it didn't stop there, what caught his attention the most was the man in the front.

The man's waist was as straight as a pine. Although there were many scars on the exposed skin, his bones were among the best.

Every step he takes is steady and powerful, and his sharp steps make the dry grass on the roadside sway.

Xingyuan couldn't read that person's emotions, but he could see the smile on the other's lips.

Xingyuan guessed that this person might have a good personality.

Of course, what caught his attention the most was the man's hairstyle.

This person actually has a little trick!

Xingyuan's lost heart instantly healed.

In the myth of Ketan, the Valkyrie Starr also has a small problem!

Xingyuan was standing, his eyes were bright and he focused his energy on one point, his upper body tilted slightly, and the fingertips on his side moved.

The dilapidated city wall came into view, and Eisley's pace slowed down.

Looking at the flags flying on the city wall, Aisley's smile gradually faded.

He took out his gloves and put them on, then turned sideways and took the cloth bag from Fred with both hands.

Fred sighed from the side: "It used to be a generation of empire, but now it has fallen into this situation. Neither the emperor nor the ministers are left..."

The corner of Aisley's lips twitched, unable to deny it.He moved his neck and made a "creaking" sound.

The flags on the city wall fluttered in the wind, but Aisley caught a glimpse of a black and white figure out of the corner of his eye.

He half-closed his eyes and smiled, but there was a frightening sharpness in his eyes.

He touched the knife at his waist and pinched the handle with his fingers.However, he seemed very natural on the surface, and even smiled and pointed to the distance, chatting with Fred.

Fred didn't listen to what Aisley said, he moved his neck and looked there with a smile——

The corners of the curved mouth gradually lowered, and the half-closed smiling eyes unconsciously opened.

He moved his lips, took a deep breath, and then hurriedly looked back.

Aisley closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyelids vigorously with gloved fingers. He licked the blood from his lips, and his heart was pounding.

"What's wrong?" Fred felt that something was wrong, and leaned forward to ask.

Eisley pressed his fist to his lips and coughed a few times, then glanced at him again, "It's okay."

"Oh." Fred didn't take it seriously, he rubbed his hands and continued to look at the flag ahead.

Eisley also looked at the flag, his tone was relaxed, and he continued to chat "inadvertently".

"Have you ever seen a boy who looks like Baici?"

"Baici?" Fred turned his head and looked at him incredulously, "What are you thinking? Don't talk about Baici boy, I've never even seen Baici! That thing is worth a thousand gold, and you have a lot of experience." !"

Aisley squinted his eyes and touched his nose, he gave a "tsk", looked into the distance, and continued to read.

"It's white and thin, with tender skin, like... the messenger of the gods."

"How is it possible?" Fred was amused, "Your Majesty's little prince will not look like this."

"Huh?" Aisley turned his head and gestured towards Xingyuan with his eyes.

After Fred looked over there, Eisley quickly moved his eyes to look at it, and subconsciously clenched his hands into fists and put them behind his back.

"Eh?" Fred said.

Aisley lowered his head and smiled, finally there was more humanity in his eyes.

"Are you talking about the crow on the dead tree ahead?"

Ashley: ...

He suppressed his smile, raised his head with a frown.When he met the child's bright eyes, he still lowered them, avoiding his sight.

When Xingyuan noticed that the blond man in the team was looking towards him, he immediately took a few steps back with vigilance, for fear that the other party would see him.

However, the other party just glanced at him, then moved his gaze to the top of his head.

Huh?

Xingyuan raised his head curiously, and there were several crows circling above his head.

Xingyuan: ...

He blinked and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that he was invisible.

Just as he looked back, he saw that the man with the little thong was also looking at him with deep eyes.

Xingyuan's eyes widened, revealing his round pupils.

However, within a second, the other party looked towards the ground.

Xingyuan: Huh, let out a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, I couldn't see him.

Xingyuan was used to being used by his relatives since he was a child and never suffered much. Seeing this, he plucked up his courage and set his sights on Aisley openly.

He was looking at the profile just now, but this time he was facing the front.

Xing Yuan, who has good eyesight, carefully studied the other party's face.

There is no flesh on the man's face, and his bones are also sharp.Its skin is slightly darker than wheat, and its texture is rough.There is a long scar around the eye that seems to be left in the early years, from the brow bone to the ear, but the scar is relatively shallow.

The other party's lips were dry, peeled, and even oozing blood.

Although a man's appearance is not good, but the bone appearance can be said to be the golden ratio.

It's a pity that after so many years of war, the originally good-looking man had been ruined to his current appearance.

Not ugly, but not as good as it could be.

Xing Yuan was watching carefully, but saw that the man turned his head and covered his face completely, leaving only the back of his head.

Xingyuan opened his mouth and sighed.

A little disappointed.

He didn't see that the man's fingers trembled when he turned around, and they clenched together again.

Xingyuan was still thinking about taking a closer look, but who knows, before he took two steps, the man gave an order, and the whole team walked towards the city wall under the man's order.

Xingyuan: ...

Maybe he's just unlucky.

When the team of this "noble lord" stepped on a sharp pace, the people around realized that this group of people came from extraordinary backgrounds.

The businessman subconsciously protected his goods, and the poor shrank back to the corner tremblingly.

Xingyuan was still standing under the tree, he looked at the group of people curiously.

The team walked to the city wall, and with the afterglow of the setting sun, the hair and half of the body of the group turned golden.

In that scene, there was no gongs and drums, no horns blared, but it left a special place in Xingyuan's memory.

The flag of the once glorious empire was taken down, and a tall black figure was holding a new flag in both hands, waiting for the busyness of his subordinates.

The dilapidated city walls and brand new flags mean that the city already belongs to another country's territory.

The red-yellow light was reflected in the blue pupils, and a well-behaved head nodded gently.

As soon as the city wall was reached, the team dispersed.

Eisley shook his head with a smile, he pulled a weed and held it in his mouth again.

He had no companions around him, and he seemed to be used to all this.

He lifted the corner of his clothes and touched his pocket, and found two Cowan coins.He picked it up and weighed it. It should be able to exchange for a large bottle of wine.

He looked around, and when he saw the faintly visible sign of the tavern in the distance, a smile appeared on his lips.

Since there were no subordinates around him, he let go of his usual airs.He no longer walks straight, but looks a little carefree.

Of course, even if he does whatever he wants, the experience in his bones still makes him walk in a decent way.

He held the grass in his mouth and his hands behind his back, and the grass branches swayed.As the sun set, the surrounding area became cooler.

When the military boots step on the ground, the strides are large, and the legs are stable and powerful.

As he walked, the sound of hurried and irregular footsteps came from Aisley's ears.

Aisley paused, his footsteps stopped for a moment, with a faint smile on his lips, he pretended nothing happened, and continued walking.

His eyes didn't move at all, just the black and white figure in the corner of his eyes, he knew who it was.

Recalling the appearance of that boy, Aisley was filled with thoughts.

It was difficult for him to estimate the boy's age.

The boy's skin is very tender, and it is difficult for the years to leave marks on his face.He is also tall, almost reaching his shoulders. Usually, people who can grow to this height can marry wives and have children in the Leter Empire.

However, this boy's face is very tender, as if he is only eleven or twelve years old...

Speaking of looks, he thought again.

The boy's face was very soft, without obvious edges and corners, and it was not their appearance at all.

It's more like...a foreigner I met in the early years.

And clothes, strange styles.

Eisley rubbed his temples, his eyes darkened, such a good material, even His Majesty's court clothes can't compare.

He shook his head, not knowing why, and just smiled.

Xingyuan has been observing Aisley's footsteps. The opponent's steps are casual and rigorous. Xingyuan tries to learn from the opponent, and strives to take the same width as the opponent with each step.

His legs were only slightly shorter than Aisley's, but they were also the longer ones in the crowd.But I don't know why, even though Eisley walked so easily, he was so tired that he couldn't breathe.

He took out a towel to wipe the thin sweat from his brow.Because he couldn't get up, he had already started to breathe through his mouth.

His lips were not as chapped as Aisley's, but because of too much exercise, the color of his lips changed from red to reddish or even faintly white.

Aisley kept striding forward, the tassel hanging on the handle of the knife at his waist flickered.

The lights of the tavern ahead were still some distance away from them, but Aisley's ears were filled with frequent gasps.

Aisley frowned, and his smile gradually faded.

How could you be panting like this after walking a few steps?Could it be that he was seriously injured before?

He turned his head to look down, and he froze at just one glance.He opened his mouth and then closed it, and finally he looked back in a confused and complicated way.

He bit his lip, tasted blood between his lips and teeth.Aisley's brows and eyes twisted into a strange expression, and he clenched his hands into fists against his lips, as if he was laughing but holding back.Of course, there are also regrets and doubts mixed in.

He recalled the appearance of a boy.

The thin hair on the top of the young man's forehead was soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat hung from the slender and thick eyelashes.A blush appeared on the soft cheeks from the movement.

The boy tried hard to follow him, but was out of breath because of being too tired.

Ashley: ...

His Adam's apple twitched, but he couldn't find the right words to describe it.

For a moment, he couldn't help chuckling.

This child, why... just walked two steps and got so tired?

Thinking of Xingyuan's pitiful and tired appearance because he wanted to catch up with him, Aisley closed his lips.

He glanced at Xingyuan with his eyes, then straightened his steps and resumed his original speed.

Yes, he walks faster.