Moonlight Love Poem

The imperial capital of the Eagle Empire is located in an oasis in the vast desert. After Oston left this oasis, he could clearly feel the vastness and silence of the desert. He took Xue Yin who had recovered into a dragon shape, and stepped on the In the soft but still hot sand, behind him was a line of deep footprints.

A gust of cold wind with fine sand blew by, Alston frowned slightly, closed his eyes to avoid the gust of wind.

Xue Yin flapped her wings, and it was also blown by the gusts of wind. The dragon, which was originally icy blue, is now like a treasure buried in a cave by it. Although the inside is still beautiful, the outside is already filthy. read.

"How far do you have to go, Auston." Xue Yin muttered, "Those who have become dragons can't find it now."

Hearing this, Oston stopped and turned his head to look at the imperial capital in the oasis. The bright moon hung high above the oasis, and he could vaguely see the highest palace, with lights hidden in the dark night .

He shook his head, rejected Xue Yin's proposal, and said succinctly: "It's not enough, continue."

Xue Yin flew high angrily. Even if the Frost Dragon is smaller, it is still the strongest dragon among the dragon clan.In just a few seconds, it left Auston far away, and when it stopped, it could only see Auston turning into a dot.

It pondered on the spot for a while, and finally flapped its wings and flew back.

Auston looked at Xue Yin who was going back and forth, and rarely showed a faint smile. He stretched out his arm, and let Xue Yin rest on his arm.

"Why are you back again?" he said.

Xue Yin stood lightly on Auston's arm, and it pretended not to hear, but urged: "Hurry up, hurry up! Go pick the white spirit flower and save the beautiful Ansair! Such a beautiful Ansair, If you can't kiss me in the future, I will be the most failed dragon in the entire dragon clan!"

Alston lowered his eyes, and he recalled the soft kisses on his forehead.

When he raised his head again, he put away all his soft emotions, raised his arms upwards, and let the dragon fly into the sky again.

"Go on." He looked up at Xue Yin who was circling in the sky, his icy blue eyes flickered slightly, Xue Yin flew to his side, as if seeing the young Oss who had contracted with it for the first time pause.

Even though the whole body was as cold as ice, there was an unquenchable flame burning in his eyes.

Resolute and indomitable.

After admiring the appearance of Cyril's collapse, Aldrich dissipated a little of the hostility that had arisen from thinking of the poisonous concubine.

But when he wanted to go there the next day, the secretary Hudson came to report to him that Cyril had a high fever and was unconscious, and asked him if he needed treatment.

"He kept saying it wasn't him, repeated several times."

Hudson lowered his head after reporting. Originally, the prisoners in the High Tower Prison did not need medical treatment after they fell ill, but he remembered that the emperor went to see Cyril on purpose yesterday. It was the elder brother of the Duke of Campbell, who had a special status, so he came here to ask the emperor.

"... Do you need to ask me about this kind of thing?" Aldridge said calmly, "You make your own decision."

He threw the quill in his hand aside, and glanced at Hudson lightly: "The Field family has lived long enough, so let's chop it off today."

Hudson was thinking about whether to send someone to heal Cyril. He was caught off guard by such a simple and rude decision. He didn't come back to his senses for a while. He raised his head and stared blankly at the monarch who was leaning back in front of him. Under the illumination of the candlelight, the other party's platinum hair also shone with golden light. Facing the golden pupils on that handsome face, he pinched his palm and finally found his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, the sinner Dylan Field and his wife have died strangely this morning. The death is miserable, like a perfume murder case that once happened. The corpse is in a posture of embracing things upwards, with a strange smile on its face. It turned into blood and disappeared, and the murderer is suspected to be Elvis Field in the same room."

Aldridge raised his eyes with great interest, "Why are you talking about this kind of thing now?"

Hudson touched the sweat that didn't exist, and didn't know how to explain it. He thought that His Majesty might care more about the Campbell's family than the Field's family, but he didn't expect that he was being smart.

"Take me to see." Aldrich understood what the other party was thinking, and the idea of ​​changing the secretary came to his mind again. As his secretary, he may not be smart, but he must not pretend to be smart. He lamented that the aristocratic education in the empire had fallen to such a point.

A candidate appeared in his mind, but soon he frowned slightly, dispelling the idea for the time being.

In the dark dungeon, a man with green hair stood quietly in the corner of the prison. Behind him, there were fragments of broken glass. Two half-length people were lying in front of him, stretching out their hands in a gesture of embracing roses. The blood spread to his feet, the dead man had a strange smile on his face, and stared at him with resentful eyes before death, as if he was still breathing.

The green-haired young man who was being watched lowered his eyes, and the dim candlelight shone on half of his cheek, making him look melancholy and handsome.

The soldiers who stood watching him from outside the cell shivered. They couldn't forget the fear they felt when they came to find the two dead bodies early in the morning, but the only possible murderer seemed to be a normal person, and even appeared to be a noble nobleman. It is much more terrifying than finding out that the murderer is a civilian with a fierce face.

After a while, the young man finally moved. The soldier clenched the sword in his hand and watched his every move nervously.

However, he didn't take a look outside the cell, he just knelt down and picked up the shards of glass behind him, holding the glass calmly and came to the male corpse, with a 'chi' sound, he poked hard at the pair of still eyes. Eyes with resentment and unwillingness.

The soldiers all felt pain in their eyes. At this moment, there was a sound of calm footsteps outside the cell. They were startled and turned their heads suddenly.

The tall and slender Emperor walked in from the entrance, his handsome face lit up the dungeon, his golden eyes glanced at them lightly, and then turned his head to look at Secretary Hudson who was following him .

"Did I go wrong?" The emperor's calm voice was gentle and elegant, "This frightened look is the bravest soldier in the empire?"

The secretary who had been here before showed an embarrassed expression, and then gave them a hard look.

The soldiers came to their senses one after another, put away their weapons in shame, and bowed to the emperor to salute.

"No need," His Majesty the Emperor walked past them and stood still in front of the cell.

Aldrich glanced at the two corpses, then looked away uninterestedly, and focused on Elvis who was bending over to poke Dylan's other eye blind.

That's right, Elvis Field.

He could barely understand why Ansair became friends with Adelaide, after all, he was indeed smart, but how this Elvis got close to Ansair, he had been unable to figure it out all these years.

But looking at the current madness, Ansair would not have thought that his friend would be such a twisted monster.

Thinking of this, Aldrich raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his golden eyes shone with interest.

"Field," he said, with undisguised malice inside, "If I use the memory crystal to remember your current appearance, what will happen if Ansair sees you?"

Elvis stopped moving, his fingers holding the glass trembled, as if he finally felt the pain of being scratched by it, he frowned, and when he let go, the shards were falling on Dylan's unrecognizable face .

Aldrich waved for Hudson to take all the soldiers outside. Hudson worriedly suggested that he also stay, but was driven out mercilessly by him.

After all the soldiers in the dungeon had left, he spoke again: "Finish your last words, and then go to the gallows by yourself."

Elvis lowered his head, his fingers clenched into fists, and his voice was hoarse: "How is Ansair?"

Aldridge: "Don't you know? Archibald took him away."

Elvis raised his head abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you save him!"

Aldrich stared at him coldly, and provoked a sarcastic smile: "I should ask you why he was in danger. The waste Field who will fail even in captivity, you can still stand here and talk to me, it is already My gift to you."

Elvis stared at him intently, but didn't take a step forward.

Hudson's voice sounded from the dungeon door: "Your Majesty, the soldier with the mark of the rose has returned, and he has something important to report to you."

"Exactly." Aldridge didn't bother to pay attention to him any more, and let the soldier down, "Listen yourself."

He lowered his head and adjusted his cuffs, waiting patiently for the soldier to come over.

Ives restrained himself temporarily, and looked at the soldier in black. He glanced at the soldier in front of him, and saw a faint mark of a rose on his arm.

The soldier saluted Aldrich respectfully, and then reported to the emperor the information he had obtained in the past few days.

"The Duke of Campbell has lost his memory, and now he has become the queen of a neighboring country. His Highness the Second Prince and Your Excellency Adelaide are trying to develop a potion to restore memory. Your Excellency Adelaide asked me to ask His Majesty if you can provide him with information about Potion tome of memory."

After he finished speaking, he didn't get a response from the emperor for a long time. Instead, there was a strange sound in the cell.Curiosity drove him to take a peek, but in the next second he saw two horribly dead corpses. After all, they were people who had seen many corpses. He was only slightly startled, and immediately calmed down.

He lowered his head, unable to see the expression on the emperor's face clearly.

"Very good..." Aldrich's eyes were clouded, and he sneered, "Archibald."