How to wear a goddess statue

The cold wind whizzed by on a winter night, but failed to break into the room and wreak havoc, but it also made the candles dance, and the burning coals made beeping beeping sounds.

There are personal guards outside to guard, and the room at night is an absolutely private environment. No matter what or how to talk, outsiders will not hear even a vague word.

Eleuil picked up a strand of damp hair and carelessly curled it.

"Actually, I can see that in your eyes, there is no difference in status between me, Lena, and poor slaves?"

Rhodes was silent for a moment: "But people have closeness."

This is the default.

Royal aristocrats, rich merchants and ordinary people, untouchable slaves... The classes divided by human beings are like a moat, but in the eyes of God, they are nothing more than differences the size of ants.

Rhodes naturally didn't think so, but the princess thought she was.

Eleuil doesn't know the true origin of the river goddess, and doesn't know that Rhodes was a human being before he became a god, just as she doesn't know the changes in the world in the distant future.

Because of this, the result of deviating from the truth and trying to think about problems from the perspective of gods is that the thinking is completely deviated.

"I've always understood that when we were still in Kadela, you looked at the expressions of the priests of the temple and the expressions of those hired workers." Aileu paused, "Even when you taught me, you would Showed it unintentionally, so I always understood."

Luo Dasi sat up slightly, and the gentle smile in his eyes tended to straighten: "So, what do you think?"

To guide the princess to recognize that everyone is equal, Luo Dasi actually never thought about it. Every era has its own laws. What determines thinking is the development of productive forces. At present, the slavery system has not been abolished, and empty talk about equality is useless. It's different from castles in the air—not to mention that Aleuil is still a royal family.

Isn't the existence of the royal family the most vivid embodiment of the light and shadow of the times?

All she hopes is that the princess can have a clear heart, take back everything that could have belonged to her, always walk on the right path, and lay the foundation for the future.

Eleuil did not speak for a long time.

Luo Das lowered his eyes, and just about to say good night and got up to leave, he heard the other party ask in a normal tone: "Why did you choose me in the first place?"

"What do you think?"

Rhodes threw the question back.

"Let me tell you, you saw me as cute, and you liked me the first time you saw me." Aleuil said without hesitation.

As soon as this remark came out, the slightly serious atmosphere before disappeared completely, and Luo Dus laughed: "Well, there is indeed such a reason."

Aleuil was startled instead, as if he didn't expect to get such a neat answer.

Rhodes continued: "You are cute, you bear hatred and responsibility, you have a unique connection with me...but the most important thing is that you can."

There is another reason that is almost as important as the last one.

The young princess standing in front of the statue with her hands clasped, looked up at her, as if she wanted to look into the soul of the statue with her bright golden eyes.

It was a signal for help from a future strong person when she was the most vulnerable in her life, and it was her last wish before getting rid of the expectations and confusion she shouldn't have.

At that time, Rhodes really wanted to reach out.

And she did in the end.

The long black feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the expression in the eyes, and Rhodes was waiting for the princess to ask questions.

However, the question was asked, but it was not the question Rhodes thought he would hear——

"I have a unique connection with you - what does that mean?"

Aleuil's expression was as reserved and indifferent as possible, and her eyes lit up uncontrollably. If she was really a cat, she would have raised her ears and her long tail was flicking by now.

Rhodes: "..."

Missed out.

The god looked away, and said in a steady voice, "Ai Liu, is your hair dry? It's time for me to go back to rest. You should go to bed early too, good night."

Before she finished speaking, she withdrew to retreat.

Behind him, Eleuil sighed.

The shoulders are heavy, and the soft and elastic pressure falls on the back.

Rhodes stopped involuntarily, lowered his gaze, and saw a pair of slender forearms stretching out from behind, and his wrists were loosely clasped together in front of her.

The overlapping knuckles are slender and long, the nails are oval, flat and smooth, growing on the delicate and symmetrical honey-colored fingertips, like pieces of delicate crystals with a half-moon bottom.

Aileu's hands are really beautiful, very suitable for playing musical instruments.

Just looking at these hands, no one would have guessed that what they most often hold is not a pen holder or a harp, but a majestic sword and bow.

This thought hadn't turned around in his consciousness for a while, but Luodas came back to his senses, and subconsciously raised his hand to rest on those two intertwined hands.

"what happened?"

"It doesn't matter, you don't need to tell me what that connection is, I just want to make sure it's true—" The princess tightened her arms around her neck, "Is it really unique?"

Rhodes opened his mouth.

Maybe it's nothing to say, about the strange echo produced by Ailu's tears falling on the statue, and about how the existence of the princess helped the gods to break free during that time, this is what Ailiu has the right to know the truth.

When the words came to my lips, I didn't know how to start them.

Say it, and then what?Why is a god trapped in a stone statue, and how to explain the flickering that he once said casually in order to win the trust of the sensitive little princess?

Although there is no malice, this kind of flicker is also deceit and a lie.

At that time, Rhodes was far from expecting to establish such a close connection with Eleuil. She only thought that she would watch quietly, like any god in any legend who can help mortals build great achievements...

Rhodes closed his eyes, nodded, and gave an affirmative answer.

Eleuil said softly, "That's great."

She held her right upper arm and tilted her head. Her breath was filled with the faint fragrance of the god's hair and skin, and her heart was extremely stable.

The god said that she is special, which is good but not enough, because she cannot confirm whether this emotion is stable.

But the connection, the real connection will not be erased, not to mention that this is a relationship that belongs to himself and Luodus, and there is nothing else.

"Lotus, let me answer your previous question."

"It doesn't really matter what I think. The poor and slaves don't care either. What they want is to live well, have enough food and clothing, and shelter from the wind and rain."

Luodas subconsciously wanted to look back, but the person behind him raised his hand to his face and gently blocked his movement.

"I'm sorry, but I can treat them as the same people, but it's impossible to treat them as equals. Not only these people, but also more——as a king, it means to be above everyone, and I can treat everyone personally. And, but you can't look at anyone."

"But, I'll see them."

See their suffering, understand their bitterness.

This road is destined to be difficult and dangerous, but she will be the one who wins in the end. At that time, no matter how glamorous the appearance is, it will not be able to deceive the eyes of the young queen.

"Not only the poor slaves, but also everyone who is willing to support me. I gain more strength by relying on their trust. They believe that I can do better than Horst, so they will give them a better life in return. This is what I have with A contract made by the people."

The last sentence rubbed against my ears, echoing in a low voice.

"I will make Solancia better than my father and all previous kings."

——Your choice can't be wrong.

After the words fell, Eleuil loosened the arms around the gods and straightened his waist.

She suddenly noticed that Luo Dasi's hair hanging behind her was messed up by her actions just now.

The princess pursed her lips, and raised her fingers to smooth out those hairs meticulously.

Due to years of training in bow and sword skills, Aleuil's fingertips had long since worn out a thin layer of calluses, brushing the back of his neck and shoulders again and again, and the tactile sensation became vivid.

Luo Das blurted out: "No need, I will do it myself."

"It's almost healed, even if you feel itchy, just bear with it." Eleuil said.

It's not itchy—it's actually just helping with haircuts. This kind of touching is also normal, but Rhodes always feels a little uncomfortable.

She didn't realize that the mess had been sorted out long ago.

Eleuil gently combed Rhodes's long hair with his fingertips, it might be more appropriate to say combing, but stroking.

The strands of hair were gathered to the sides and fiddled to the front, revealing the back of the god's neck.

Compared with the princess herself and most of the residents of Solancia, her complexion was too fair, like the fresh snow that just fell the day before yesterday, firmly attracted Eleuil's attention.

She only hesitated for a moment, then held her breath very carefully, and lowered her head, she brushed her lips very lightly and quickly at the place on the back of Lotus' neck, and then down to a slightly protruding bone.

This action was done too naturally, and the expression after raising the head was the same.

"Good night, Rhodes."

The princess smiled lightly at the god.

"Good night... go to bed early, and don't read more than four o'clock."

Rhodes closed the door, but did not leave immediately.

She leaned against the door and faced an open arched window on the other side of the corridor. The moonlight streamed down like silver and fell into the slightly raised blue eyes.

Maybe it's a bit superficial, maybe it needs deeper thinking.

But even without the enlightenment of the highly valued wise man in the royal city, and without the teaching of the prime minister who has been immersed in the officialdom for many years, the princess will eventually embark on a path no worse than anyone else.

If—no if, it is inevitable, she must be a very good king.

In the period of history in which she did not participate, Eleuil would be regarded as the uncrowned queen by later generations, of course not only because of her numerous military exploits.

A commander who simply leads troops in battle will only be listed as a famous general by later generations.

Only a princess who is willing and capable of taking on the responsibility of being a king will be crowned by people spontaneously word of mouth after she leaves.

If she in that poem survives...

After waking up from that period of history that was destined not to repeat itself, Rhodes turned and walked towards the room next door where he was temporarily staying. At the same time, he subconsciously raised his hand and touched the back of his neck.

The last touch just now obviously doesn't feel like a finger.

But what else can it be if it is not a fingertip?Illusion.

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After a brief stay in the city, the caravan set off again to the next trading point.

At this time, they were not too far away from the royal city, and the customs along the way gradually approached the royal city. To the princess who was forced to leave Acht at the age of nine, it seemed strange and familiar.

The closer the city is to the king, the more city lords treat the princess indifferently.

Aleuil's memory is very good, so she can find that the city lords of many cities are not the same person as a few years ago, they have been replaced by a younger generation, and they probably obey Horst's orders more.

nine years.

Not only did Aleuil gradually grow up on the border and control his own power, but Horst's branch of the royal family also took advantage of this period of time to take root in the royal city.

The author has something to say:

2612: You can't look at anyone at the same level. Anyway, Rhodes is not a human being.

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