glorious fall

In fact, Tang Glass's "threat" to Sandra was only verbal. He brought her back to Fengse Palace that night. After the two had dinner together, Tang Glass handled the teaching affairs on the desk in the room. After Sandra took a bath, she lay on the bed and read a book.

After dealing with the academic affairs, Tanglas took a hasty wash, put the quilt on the bed, and gave Sandra a jolt from the ice.

"Why is it so cold?" He rolled up the quilt on his body, trying to stay away from Tanglas, his face looked a little pale against the candlelight.

Tang Glass leaned forward and tucked the corner of the quilt for him, smiling, "I just took a cold bath in order to stay awake after dealing with the academic affairs."

Sandra was a little skeptical: "Is this how you handle educational affairs every day?"

"Ahem!" The Pope choked on being asked, and then smiled heartily and innocently, "You know, Sandra, I'm actually not enthusiastic about dealing with these trivial matters, in case I'm not caught by those while reading The boring content hypnotizes me, I think a cold bath is very necessary," he continued, looking at Sandra's gradually convinced eyes, "Actually, I don't need it every night, sometimes my spirit will be good, um, That's it, I think you'll understand, and it happens to you."

Sandra stared at him for a while, her expression gradually became strange, "Really?"

Tang Glass nodded and patted him on the head, "It's better than the holy edict, isn't it? Don't you feel tired after bumping on the road for so many days? It's time to sleep, put the book on the small cabinet."

Sandra put down the book, shrank into the quilt, looked up at him, and couldn't stop smiling, "Although I don't know why you think your theory is weird, it's still a reasonable conclusion."

Tang Glass leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Okay, wait until your face returns to a lovely apple-like blush before you provoke me. This appearance really makes me unbearable to bully you."

Sandra blinked, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Tang Glass lay beside him, looked at his peaceful sleeping face, and sighed.

Sandra, what can I do with you—

Demur was very irritable. Ever since he received the warrant issued by Tanglas, he was required to assemble his standing army as soon as possible, open the northern pass of Piedrius Province, and rush to the south with the reinforcements sent by the Pope. Then completely suppress the traitors.

However, he hasn't had time to come up with a perfect countermeasure, and the resentment of the rebels towards the Holy See is growing, which is not what he wants to see, and his original intention is not like this...

A flurry of footsteps caught his attention, and he stood up, looking out.

Soon, a few panic-stricken men wearing the uniforms of standing army officers appeared in sight. To be precise, they were three people, half helping and half dragging a man who seemed to be unconscious to the infirmary to the east, passing by him In the courtyard, I heard the guard at the door greet several people, "Masters, why is Master Liye injured?"

One of them replied: "Officer Rie was wounded by the hateful rebels when he was protecting the Bishop's Palace in the Sindry Parish. What a group of stubborn savages!"

The guards all exclaimed in unison, and hastened to clear the way to create a wide avenue, so that Lord Liye, who looked ashen as if hanging from a tree withered vines, could be treated in time.

Demoore frowned and wanted to go out to have a look, but he changed his mind when he reached the door. He walked back to the room and put down the curtains. Suddenly, the room became dark.He sat on the recliner, patted his knees lightly, hummed vaguely, put the scepter in his hand on the small table beside him, and closed his eyes.

"Let them go," he tapped his leg with his index finger shaking slightly, "unless the sky falls, don't think I will go out and rescue them, unless, unless our vision comes true—"

In the diocese of Kalongi in the south of Piedrius province, the two big cities and seven small cities belonging to the diocese are all under the guard of rebels, and they are trying to send people to negotiate with the Holy See, threatening that if the Holy See is not satisfied All their conditions will continue to go north until the Holy See gives a reasonable and satisfactory promise, otherwise, they will do their best to fight the Holy See until one of the two parties perishes.

However, Demur has always let the army only guard the bishop's mansion in each city. Unless necessary, these soldiers must not clash with the rebels. The reinforcements sent by Tanglas were blocked by Demur's people at the northern pass. Its name is to wait and see the opportunity to wipe out the rebels in one fell swoop, and what makes the believers even more resentful is that Demul seems to connive at the rebels on purpose. When the rebels advance to the north, although they will issue corresponding instructions for the army to follow them Fighting, and sometimes even giving heavy blows to the rebels, unexpectedly, the army has been retreating, even though the speed is slow, but it is giving way to the rebels with an unstoppable trend.

De Moore didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

God knows, the archbishop actually restrained his violent temper repeatedly, and didn't know what he was planning.

A crescent moon is hooked on the sky covered with a black velvet curtain. Occasionally, strands of scattered clouds slide over the moon, like children on a slide, and some of them are caught by their clothes, unable to leave for a long time.

At this moment, Beran was like the child whose clothes were hooked, his hands and feet were bound by a soft cloth on the armchair carved with golden roses, and the candlesticks of the silver three-pronged stand surrounded a big circle, and he was sitting on these candlesticks that outlined the In the middle of the area, there is a person in front of him who is looking at him seriously.

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much to look at, but to appreciate.

However, that gaze was a bit too hot, causing Beran to give birth to the feeling that he was like a prey to be slaughtered for no reason, showing his neck and waiting for the final knife to fall.

In fact, he is also a prey, given to another by a person he would never suspect. It is too cruel to say that, so we are not willing to approach the truth at this moment.

Jupiter stretched out his hand to pinch his chin. The poor Nightingale was trembling as if she was about to fall from a branch in winter, and she was so stiff that she didn't know what to do.

"My lovely little nightingale..." He coaxed softly in a soothing tone, "I am Jupiter who loves you the most, call me, Jupiter, with your sweetest and most delicious Your voice, let me melt into your voice, like a wild bear drunk with honey, let me relax.

"Big, my lord—"

The poor eunuch was about to cry, but the archbishop didn't intend to let him go, so he pulled his face, bit his lips hard a few times, licked the taste with satisfaction, and watched The blood oozing from the corner of the beauty's lips continued to coax: "Belan, since you have been given to me, then you should know that I always cherish the beauty I like, so I hope you Be able to take the initiative, don't keep resisting like these days, you have to understand, this will make me very distressed, and it will be like today," he squeezed Beran's finger, and slammed it backwards! "I can't help it, I want to punish you—"

"Ah—" Bellan broke into a cold sweat from the pain, and curled up his fingers unconsciously.

Looking at the tears in the corners of his eyes and the fearful eyes, Jupiter smiled with satisfaction, and patted Beran's cheek, "Have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow, I hope you don't like this Stubborn."

Bellan stared at his back until he disappeared, then looked down at the fingers of his left hand, and suddenly cried out.

The author has something to say: Thank you sisters for your perseverance, I have the cheek to depend on life and death^_-, I finally arrived at school, everything went well, thank you Cai Cai for studying hard, I learned today that I have passed the fourth level , Haha, this semester is the time to prepare for the sixth grade, everyone should work hard, study hard, and become the top student I worship, Star Eyes~ Okay, there is a lot of nonsense, let me add one more thing--if there is no accident, I will Continue to walk at the original speed, and there will be no surprises, I am just an ordinary student~ Dear girls, good night, MUA~