glorious fall

Beran was quickly brought up, and after everyone saluted, he stood quietly. Tang Glass nodded, thinking that this person looked quite pleasing to the eye, he couldn't help asking: "Your name is Beran Medel? It's a nice name, where did it come from?"

Bellan bowed his head and replied, "Your Majesty, I am from Monta Province."

"Oh?" Tangglass propped his chin with great interest, "What a coincidence." He glanced at Sandra and found that she was sizing up the eunuch, so he asked casually: "Mr. Would you like to join the choral band and dedicate your sweet voice to God?"

Although Bei Lan had heard about the glory of being No.1 in the song contest beforehand, he was still overwhelmed when he heard it, and barely suppressed his excited thoughts, he hurriedly saluted and replied: "I wish to be a merciful heaven My father's faithful servant, this is my great honor."

Tang Glass was amused by his bewildered behavior, waved his hands, and said: "Okay, go to dinner first, and then we will sing a song for them at the celebration party in the city at night, so that believers like us Know that the Father never forgets to comfort and love them."

Bellan bowed excitedly and left. Tangglass looked at Sandra and found that Sandra's expression remained unchanged. He smiled and began to eat.

After the Truffle Festival, the archbishops and chief executives of the provinces left one after another, and the nobles who were not in the main city were also preparing to leave. Tangglass kept Sandra in the name of personally teaching her how to deal with affairs. For this reason, when Archbishop Carter left , and touched his nose and said some sour words.

"It's clear that His Majesty has seen such a rare silver-haired beauty, so he wanted to take it all for himself. It's not good," he shook his head and sighed, completely ignoring the dark face of his friend Archbishop Kuloti, "Could it be that Your Majesty is so reluctant to let go, so you have to Can we enjoy it with peace of mind after we leave? Really, I don’t mind the crowd watching at all.”

Kuroti gritted his teeth, but couldn't hold back after all, and said: "Carter, if you are willing to stay, that would be great. I think His Majesty may have been thinking about how to treat you as nothing. Replace them with people like wild cats in spring."

"..." Carter looked back at him in shock, not even noticing that the beard was biting into his mouth.

Kuloti snorted, turned around and got into the car with a little smugness, and said: "I hope to see you next time, you are still the same, my dear friend, let's take a step ahead, see you next year."

The carriage rolled away, Carter straightened his beard, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile: "What an interesting Kuloti, but unfortunately our ideas are always inconsistent, which is really distressing, who stipulated lifelong abstinence, 100 Years ago, in the last days, there was a nun Lilian who died for love, and she was said to be the greatness of love at that time. Tsk, what a grueling test."

Sandra was arranged by Tang Glass to live in the Kaidan Palace, next to the Pope's residence, the Fengse Palace, so that he could study at any time. After the Truffle Festival, there was nothing more that the Holy See needed to do, so Sandra followed Tang Glass learns to deal with big and small matters.

One day, after Tang Glass handled the government affairs and handed them over to the Cardinals, seeing that it was still early, he asked Sandra: "It's still early, do you want to go out for a stroll?"

Sandra nodded: "I think it's a wonderful time."

The two changed their clothes, went out, walked around the alley, and went to the street.

The street is very lively, because the Truffle Festival has just passed, and some merchants who took the opportunity to sell goods in the main city are still reluctant to leave, wanting to take advantage of the remaining warmth to make another fortune, and temporarily take root in the main city until after the New Year. Even in the rented shops, Shang sent people in front of the shop to pull people into the shop for a look, wishing to sell all the products in an instant.

Sandra looked at the monkey jumping up and down flexibly following the command not far in front, and sighed: "I remember when I was a child, I used to ride on my father's shoulders and watch the monkeys in the circus swing upside down." There was a lot of sadness in the words.

Tang Glass rubbed his hair and said softly, "You must have had a happy childhood."

Sandra lowered her head and said sentimentally: "Although those days were always spent in flight, I always felt that it was a great joy."

Donglass embraced his shoulders, patted his cheeks, and led him to turn away, "We shouldn't dwell on the sorrow of the past, Sandra, come and see if there is anything new today, I remember you I used to like cornflowers, let's look for them and see if we can find something related to your favorite flowers."

Sandra shook her head, feeling a little tired from the impact of the past, raised her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I want to go back early and rest for a while."

Tang Glass was stunned for a moment, and said: "Then let's go, there will be plenty of time to come out in the future."

Sandra was led by him to a secluded place, and sat in the carriage driven by the captain of the knights of Tanglas and drove to the Palace of Tifan Katrin. No one noticed that there was a man hidden in the bottom of the carriage.

The two had dinner together when it was dark, and when Sandra was about to return to Kaidan Palace, Tanglas stopped him: "Sandra."

"Huh?" the latter responded in bewilderment.

"Sandra," Tang Glass looked serious, "you have to get used to staying with me, I mean, not just going out like you used to, but you also have to learn to stay with me as a partner. around."

Sandra froze, staring at him blankly with brown eyes.

Tang Glass was amused in his heart, but he comforted him on the face, "Of course, you are still young, let's talk about it when you are 20 years old. Now, don't you want a brother who can be relied on to act like a baby?" Blinking those contagious eyes.

"..." Sandra approached him, looked at the sincerity on his face, thought about what he said, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

"You mean...you can rely on...a coquettish...brother?" Sandra thought with a wicked taste when she thought about it and felt chills.

Looking at him, Tang Glass couldn't stop laughing, and the expectation that popped up by accident in his heart was folded in half, and he pinched the other's ear helplessly: "Disobedient child, anyway, start tomorrow, move the things here, and Let me sleep together! Anyway, you have to get used to it."

Uncommonly, Sandra did not refute, and nodded with a serious face: "I will get used to it, and I am working hard to change your identity."

Tang Glass felt that half of his heart had been ironed, and he said with relief: "You have grown up, Sandra, and you not only do things with reason, but also think about other people's feelings."

Sandra smiled, but did not answer.

However, Tangglass, who seldom saw his smile, was stunned for a moment. Looking at the fleeting smile, with a shy smile, the sound of his heartbeat suddenly amplified. Thin lips, printed on it.

Apparently the other party was still a jerky and unreasonable child, Tangglass thought with mixed joy and malice, he tentatively pried open the other party's lips with the tip of his tongue, at this moment, the other party seemed to realize something, and vigorously After struggling a few times, he suddenly stopped resisting. Afterwards, Tanglas felt a pair of trembling hands gently wrap around his waist. The pitiful strength gave him a tyrannical look. Impulsive, but soon he came to his senses, hurriedly ended the short kiss, and then looked at Sandra.

The face of the young man was so ashamed that it was as bright red as a Christmas rose, and there was still a moist light in his eyes, with the stubbornness of a cub.

Tang Glass sighed, pulled him up and stood up, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive... I was too impatient, I scared you."

Sandra bit her lower lip and answered intermittently: "It's not...it's just that I wasn't ready, Your Majesty...I need a while...to get used to...these things, good night." After finishing speaking, she hurriedly turned and fled Also walked away.

Looking at his fleeing figure, Tang Glass touched the corners of his lips, unconsciously remembering the softness just now, and then smiled, "Good night, cute, um, little sika deer."

……

At night, the night in autumn and winter is extremely dark, and in a storage room in the palace, a lone lamp is dimly lit.The one curled up in the summer quilt was none other than Tang.

In front of him, there was a set of clothes worn by a servant in the palace, and beside him lay a comatose unlucky ghost, also covered with a few summer quilts, apparently after Tang Zang was discovered by the servant on duty in the storage room.

But this night Tang had an uneventful life, there were guards watching the night outside, and the servant in front of him would wake up at any moment, everything was too dangerous.

However, as soon as he thinks that his nightingale is still "imprisoned" in this palace, his blood will start to churn immediately, and he doesn't even feel sleepy at all. As long as he thinks of persuading Beran to go far away with him, wandering the world, and the two of them after that There was so much sweetness among people, he couldn't wait to find Beran, and after he was almost discovered, he got into the storage room in a panic. Fortunately, it was cold at this time, and he could find some thin quilts to cover him. But it was still found...

Tang's eyes darkened. It would be best if this servant didn't wake up all night. If he did wake up, he wouldn't blame him for violating the merciful will of the Lord...

"My dear Beran, as I said, I will definitely take you away." He muttered to himself, tightened the thin quilt around his body, and shivered unconsciously.

The lights dimmed, and soon the whole room was plunged into deeper darkness.

The author has something to say: This chapter is rather scattered @[email protected] Tomorrow I will correct the previous typo—I am a patient with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, please understand, so I will not update it tomorrow. If I find an update, I must have accidentally "falsified it" "Okay, cover your face, good night everyone.