Angel on earth

As soon as the words fell, the housekeeper who had been waiting for a long time not far away brought the servants to take away the kantele and set up tea for the afternoon. Not far away, there was a maid pushing a small cart of fresh meat to the lake to entertain Xi golf.

Aaron blinked, didn't sit down, and said with a smile: "Oh, where am I the kind of jealous person? If you have something to say, I'll go out for a walk. Don't mind if I visit your palace, Her Majesty?"

"Of course." Xue Nuo shrugged and raised his eyebrows, "Maybe you would like to help me guide the doctors in the capital. The way they treat children is really bad."

"Ah, that's good too. I don't have much to do either."

"Thank you for your kindness, doctor. In return, I booked a dinner party. There are only four of us, maybe five. Don't worry, we are all acquaintances. The government is very poor recently, and I have the honor of the two of you!" Xue Nuo Speaking frankly, he turned his head and asked, "Would you like some wine, Mikhail?"

"Hmm...um." Mikhail touched his nose and glanced at Aaron quietly.

"Ah, please, Aaron, ask Charlotte to bring the good wine and tell her who my guest is. If necessary, you can ask her to take you to the White City. The weather is not very hot recently, and it is flowers. good season with fruit."

Aaron waved his hand and walked on the road as he came and went.

After confirming that the doctor was gone, Mikhail suddenly said:

"At Chalek, Aaron told me that a good, inspired guy like me would always meet 'Ivan'."

Snow White smiled, and slightly opened his eyelids with his right thumb and index finger. The green in that blue eye looked particularly cloudy under the sun:

"I am her descendant."

"Laura Hardy?"

Snow White nodded: "My mother is from the Sauron family."

After a moment of silence, Mikhail asked: "How is she doing?"

"Not bad." Xue Nuo poured him a cup of tea, "You are a good student, Mikhail, you should know that the first female archduchess in the history of the Kingdom of Aerys was named Laura. She was originally the Duke of Sauron His mistress had a bad life for several years, and she was abused after "accidentally" giving birth to a child. She soon lost her health and even lost one eye. But Duke Sauron loved her very much and loved her for her. I searched all over the world for famous doctors and even wizards, trying to get back her health."

"...'Black Specter'...?" Mikhail picked up the teacup and forgot to drink, "So, Aaron actually...?"

"I think that's Mr. Edwards." Snow crossed his hands, looking at the crown above his head, "Although there are different opinions about this period of history, I think what I know is closer to the truth. The 'Black Ghost' is indeed as it is in the legend Tall and thin, he wears a black robe all year round and covers his face with a black veil, and is even ruthless. But he does not possess a terrible spell that can bring people back to life, nor does he exchange the health of the Duke's family for Laura as the public says He just poisoned the Duchess and her two children after curing Laura Hardy, and then poisoned the Duke on the wedding night when he married Laura."

Mikhail spoke slowly: "Miss Hardy had no power at that time, she was alone, she was even implicated by the Edwards family, and was wanted by the Church. What the Grand Duke Sauron did to her was not... justified."

The Queen laughed: "That's great, I'm going to excuse my ancestors, and you're going to do it for your - lover? I think so. You're going to excuse your lover. We've agreed! It's easy to talk to you, Mikhail, you always understand me."

Mikhail rolled his eyes and smiled.

At this time, the female officer brought wine.Xue Nuo waved her away and poured two glasses by himself:

"'Black Specter' gave her his left eye in exchange."

Mikhail bit his lower lip, a little confused.Xue Nuo took a sip of the cold wine and explained:

"Now, I feel that Mr. Edwards' state has changed. After all, I am still a Templar. He was still a vampire at that time, and this should not have been a serious injury. However, Laura's physical condition at that time has changed. Too bad, what Aaron gave her was not only a left eye, but also his own... power. You know what kind of power, Mikhail, after that, even if he grows back a left eye eye, and that eye can no longer see."

Mikhail drank the glass of distilled liquor bit by bit, and said sadly: "What do you want me to say, Snow? Can Aaron accept my complaint that he has nothing left, Do you want to share it with Laura? He just thinks that he has caused Laura to suffer, and he has been suffering from it for so many years. How I want him to forget her..."

"It wouldn't be Mikhail if you could say something like that," Snow said logically, "but I think he's less miserable because of you. As a matter of fact we people, Laura Hardy's Descendant, I have always wanted to do something to repay his kindness. After all, if he was considered a 'vampire' at the time, so were we. After that, every Sauron can perceive spells. Before I came to Lieyang City, I ate some of the holy bones and It's all because of him that he didn't die. Tristan's level is just accepting a little saliva, and what we share is the real body of him. But, Mikhail, he saw me for the second time, and he seems to be still alive. not found--"

She stretched out the middle finger and thumb of her left hand again, opened her eyes and showed Mikhail.

Mikhail chuckled, and wiped his nose with his index finger in shame: "Sorry, I misunderstood you. But, at the beginning—you said you were my friend?"

"I am your friend." Snow White looked at the sky and said softly, "At that time, you were also my only friend."

"Are you my friend?" Mikhail said happily, his eyes wide open. "I had you as a friend back then!"

"Yes." The queen was not offended, and laughed loudly, "In the temple, I am the only friend of yours. Do you still pretend to be tolerant and magnanimous, and God loves the world, Miha Il? You don't look down on any of them, I knew that when I was a kid!"

Mikhail said, "That's true. Thank you, Jon Snow."

"So if you have any troubles, you can tell me." Snow White said, "It's always better to say it."

Mikhail's smile faded.

Xue Nuo filled him with wine, picked a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth, wrinkling his nose at the overly sweet condiment.

"Do not."

After a while, Mikhail still shook his head, patted his cheeks with both hands, raised his head and grinned and said, "I think I have to tell him about it myself. Don't worry! It's the two of us. about it. Thank you, Snow."

"That's not bad. I wish you well, my friend." Xue Nuo pointed to the table, "That's the end of the matter, and I just want to tell you this. I don't like conspiracy, and I don't like friends. Vague suspicions. Have something to eat, Mikhail, I have something to show you."

A quarter of an hour later, the two walked into the empty Wangdu Art Museum one after the other.

The complex of buildings in this area is the other palace built by the former King White for Snow's beautiful stepmother. It is still under reconstruction and is planned to be open to the public within three years.Snow White unabashedly displayed the booty she snatched from Bronzini and Iris inside, so she was criticized by the so-called upper class as "savage and indecent", but in fact the Church, Noren, Aiden , Iris have done this, even the federation has snatched things from Potosi, no one scolded them.

Xue Nuo wore a long skirt, but walked lightly as always, and the tall Mikhail could follow behind calmly.Today is the Sabbath, except for the guards on shift, there are no workers. The garden exudes fragrance in summer, rustling, and the sun on the buildings and the mottled and flickering light spots on the gravel road show a sense of peace and tranquility.

Along the way, Mikhail saw the statue of Aiden still draped in cloth, an authentic Talih that Bronzini asked the church for in the past, and the court jewelry of Iris 100 years ago, but Snow did not stop , walking and saying:

"Shouldn't be anything to see for you, me, I don't know, but I hope my people will appreciate it. Last year, also in the summer, I just came back, and Tristan Hardy sent me a painting , Said it was a congratulatory gift for my granddaughter."

"Did you tell him about Aaron?" Mikhail asked softly.

"No. I only saw him this time, too, and he left soon, just wishing he had a place in my gallery. Don't be surprised, Mikhail, and I'll tell you why: maybe you If you have read the newspapers for a year, you will know that an unsigned portrait of Mikhail Kupala was sold for a sky-high price at an auction held in Nolen Blowing Snow last summer. The same mysterious tycoon beat the Hunt family. The painting came out of Wakefield, so I thought I should ask you for your opinion before the gallery officially opens."

Between the words, the two stopped in front of a simple painting.

The painting is one and a half meters high and about two meters wide. Mikhail was about to say something, but he forgot it the next moment.

In the picture, a boy in a loose jacket is standing sideways by the lake, holding a huge perch in his arms.On the distant mountain, it is not known whether it is the dawn or the setting sun, which reflects the scale-like layers of narrow and long clouds. Those magnificent clouds are like the burning wings behind him.There was an autumn wind blowing, and Mikhail's soft white hair floated like the first snow and Sophora japonica, with a happy smile on his face, his rosy and soft lips were slightly opened, and he was about to turn his head.

The color of the picture is bright, warm and bright, with a transparent texture and hazy brushstrokes. The magnificent colors are softly blended and soaked together, as if the happiest person in the world is grateful for his rich life while chanting sutras before his death.

Among the flowers in the corner, there is a line of ancient Norman characters looming, as small as it was torn from the handwritten "Sun God Code" carried by the missionaries who traveled far away in that era:

Angel.