Moonlight Love Poem

Archibald walked alone in the empty corridor, under the long black hair, a faint smile flashed in the pair of purple eyes.

He gently shook the copper handbell in his hand, and the crisp sound accompanied him all the way through the corridor.

It was silent in the corridor, and the whole palace was silent.

The emperor's gaze casually passed over the attendants lying in the corner, the dim sunlight shone on these people, and the expressions on their faces were revealed: the eyes and the corners of the mouth were slightly bent, which was the expression of indulging in happiness .

Of course he knew why, after all, he also drank such a potion just now.It's just that the person who put in the potion probably didn't think that there were people like him in the world, so the effect of the potion only lasted for a few minutes with him.

Naturally, the gentle and kind man and the mother who doted on him could not confuse him, and he knew the true colors of these two very well.

A gentle man can give her to the nobles as a common wife after he gets tired of playing with his mother. Almost all the nobles in the entire empire have been the husband of this beauty with the emperor's acquiescence; As a tool to vent his anger, he used all kinds of abuse methods on him, but he was reluctant to attack his face, just because he looked like the emperor, like the man she loved so much.

How ridiculous, Archibald curled his mouth slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes: love is such a thing.

Ruthlessness, hypocrisy and selfishness are the essence of these two people, and he has long understood this.

It's just that he is their child after all, and all the flaws and viciousness of these two people come together to become him, Archibald.

After killing those two people, he naturally woke up from this dream woven by a beautiful dream, and continued to do what he was supposed to do.

He was going to take Ansair back to his palace, and he believed he would.

Before that, he had to go to the gate of the palace, after all, that would be the first time to fetch his queen back.

Thinking of this, Archibald stopped ringing the bell and raised his head slightly.

I clutched Alston's sleeve tightly, panting heavily, and Archibald's voice finally made me understand the reason for this heartache.

He has long thought of what to do after I regain my memory... Now my life is tightly held in his hands by his rattle, as long as I want to live, as long as I still feel pain, I must Back to him, so what if I recover my memory?As long as he wants, I must do as he says.

My forehead was still on Oston's chest, and the next second, the ringing in my ear suddenly died down, and the severe pain in my heart also eased.

This fact is like a blizzard in the snow that buried me completely, but the flame of anger in my heart burned more and more intensely with the faint pain, and my blood boiled. own anger.

As if sensing my trembling, Auston's hand behind my back relaxed a little.

Brian sneered: "What's the use of holding him like this? Give him to me."

Auston didn't move: "I will take him to Dragon Valley."

"What can we do if we go to Dragon Nest?" His voice suddenly became cold, and the speed of his speech slowed down, "Making him become a half-dragon like you too? Second Highness, Ansair will not object, but I It will hurt, I can't watch him endure that kind of dragon's blood period."

Auston's voice was hoarse: "I wouldn't do that."

Damn Archibald.

I've never been more conscious: yes, Archibald has my life in his hands, but who's to say I can't kill him?Since he wants me to go back to the palace, then I will go back. He treats me like a flower that can be picked at will, but he doesn't know that flowers are also poisonous.

"Auston." Panting slightly, I raised my head and looked into his icy blue eyes, which were filled with guilt and anxiety. What is he upset about? Do you think he caused me to be like this? ?

I tugged at the corners of my lips, stretched out my arms to wrap around his neck, forced his head down, and kissed his cold lips.

His slightly wide eyes made me smile, and I let go of his neck and gently pushed him away.

"I'm fine." The pain in my heart was almost gone, I barely stood up and said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you turn me into a half-dragon, I don't care."

Brian put his arms around my waist, I turned my head and saw his indifferent face.

"Why?" He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and there seemed to be a storm in his emerald eyes, "Why don't you continue?"

I was about to explain to him when Brian moved up to me, his other hand on my chin, eyes like fire.

"I knew I should have locked you up from the beginning." He said through gritted teeth, lowered his head and kissed me viciously. Of course, the kiss was much deeper than Auston's, and I was forced to look up. , the whole person was almost suffocated by the kiss.

Fortunately, he managed to retain some sense, and ended the kiss neatly a second before I was about to be out of breath, and then pressed my whole body into his arms.

"Don't try to become a half-dragon." He warned coldly, "I will cure you."

I tried to say, "Brian..."

"To shut up."

I sighed, "Listen, Brian, my heartache is caused by Archibald. I'm going back and killing him, or you'll never heal me."

Brian's movement of leading me away stopped. Taking this opportunity, I retreated from his arms and finally saw his face clearly again.

His expression was dark and unclear, as if caught in some disgusting memory.

"Archibald..." After a while, he blinked slightly, and his eyes turned to me again, "What's going on?"

After explaining the reason to them, I calmed down and turned to look at Auston, "Can you give me a sword?"

Auston silently took his saber from one side and handed it to me.

Brian has been watching me from one side, and while I was pulling out the sword, he also turned around, took two small potion bottles from one side, put them in a bag, and stuffed them into my arms.

"What is this?" I asked.

"It's for the enemy," he replied. "If you can't take him with the sword, use the potion."

I solemnly agreed, and walked out the door with these two things.

My eyes turned to the palace, which was my destination.

Elvis' unbelievable voice sounded from the corner: "You just let Ansair face him alone?"

"Stupid thing." Brian withdrew his gaze, and he said coldly, "If that emperor sees us, he will immediately ring the bell."

Auston, who stood aside, said calmly, "Even if he goes alone, he won't lose."

Brian put his eyes on Oston, caught his clenched fists, and then looked back clearly.

His beating heart that was beating because of uneasiness also calmed down a little. He sat on the chair and closed his eyes calmly.

It was getting dark and sinking, and Elvis's noisy voice made him frown in boredom.The black-haired youth stood up and walked in front of Elvis.

"Do you really think that Ansair is a flower that can't stand being blown?" He said indifferently, "Take back your superfluous thoughts, he is not you."

"...If Ansair dies like this, I will kill you no matter what." Elvis gritted his teeth.

However, the Brian in front of him just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he felt that this sentence made people laugh.

"If he dies, of course I will die too." He said, "I will die beside him and be buried with him."

Ives sneered and said: "You died in the Eagle Empire, no one will know who you are, they will just randomly discard you in the desert, waiting for the vultures to peck at your body. How could you die with him ? I will bring him back to the Rose Empire and bury him under the rose bushes with my own hands. Even if you die, you don’t want to be with him.”

However, Brian ignored him, glanced at him condescendingly, and just sat back in his seat again.

Beside him, Alston stared at his palm, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

The night gradually darkened like this, but the houses that were always lit in the past were completely dark. Everyone was sleeping in a dream, and naturally no one would wake up and light up the lights.Their house is no exception.

A dragon's cry pierced the night sky, the stern man opened his eyes, he stood up and walked outside the house.

The silver-white moon hangs high in the night sky, and the silver-white giant dragon spreads its wings in the night. Behind it, there are groups of soldiers riding flying beasts. Block out the light of the moon.

Lights came on in the house behind him, and Brian's voice sounded.

"His Majesty's army?"

Auston hummed lightly.

This was what they had agreed upon from the very beginning, and after Ansair brought it out, all the rest would be handed over to the army sent by Aldrich.It's just that Archibald drank such a potion for Ansair, and the current plan changed.

It would be great if Ansair could successfully kill Archibald.

But if it can't... Alston closed his eyes, crushing this result in his mind.

The setting sun has been falling slowly, and the last brilliance falls on the top of the palace; it is still blowing past me with a sultry wind and a strong rose fragrance, and the familiar fragrance stops me in my tracks.I raised my head and stared at Archibald standing in front of the palace gate.

He held a small and exquisite copper bell in his hand. When the copper bell was shaken, my heart would be squeezed together.

But Archibald didn't seem to have the idea of ​​shaking the bell, as if he didn't see the sword in my hand at all. He stretched out his free right hand to me, and his purple eyes looked like a bottomless abyss.

"Your Excellency Qiangwei, come with me." He smiled lightly, with a different kind of light flashing in his eyes.

I needed to get close to him, so I didn't refuse. I stepped forward to catch his palm, and my eyes fell on the copper bell.

If I want to kill him, I must take this brass bell away.

Archibald's eyes fell on the left side of my face: "Ansair, you took off the earring."

I answered him calmly: "I never liked wearing such things."

"Really?" Archibald smiled as the dusky sunset shone on his face, and didn't continue this topic with me.Instead, he turned around and dragged me into the palace.

He didn't have much strength, and when he turned around, he only held my fingers. If I wanted to break free, I could easily shake him off.

My thoughts moved slightly.

If I lift the sword and pierce his heart now, he won't have time to shake the bell at all... Even if he doesn't do this, it's enough to snatch the bell now.

But is it really that simple?Would the mastermind of all this, the capricious monarch, make such a mistake?

I followed behind him slowly, looking at the copper bell involuntarily: Archibald didn't hold it hard, but his long and bony fingers gently pinched the copper handle with dark blood stains , I just discovered that there were scratches on his fingers. The wound stretched from the pulp of the index finger to the tiger's mouth. It was a wound that had healed long ago.

Such scars seemed to have been scratched by someone with sharp nails.

【His mother always abused him late at night! 】

The words of 'Cyril' suddenly appeared in my mind, and I heard the severed arm that was cut off on the ground again: the nails of the brown-skinned, black-haired woman are indeed very sharp, and they are completely capable of causing such scars.

Archibald said suddenly: "My dear queen, what kind of ring do you like?"

The breeze gently blew my hair, and I froze for two seconds before realizing what he said.Immediately, a feeling of disgust and unknown came to my mind.

"I'm not your queen." I frowned, "I don't need your ring, and you and I can never be lovers."

He stopped in his tracks and smiled softly, as if coaxing an ignorant child: "You are my queen, of course a ring is necessary."

My hand holding the sword was even tighter, and my impulse drove me to snatch the bell now and kill Archibald here, but in the end reason prevailed, I closed my eyes, and ignored him.

Archibald's voice continued.

"The potion in the imperial city seems to be the work of that Adelaide. It is indeed very good, but the time of the dream is still too short."

"If it's really short, why are you the only one still awake?" I sneered.

"You really defend him." He sighed lowly, "It's just that you will never see him again."

The dim sun finally set completely, and Archibald turned his head. The sun shone on his hair for the last time, and then flowed away mercilessly from his body; Under the illumination of the chandelier in the center, the splendid inner hall looks even more dazzling, but the portrait of the royal family hanging on the wall is shrouded in a shadow, and the purple eyes stare at the statue outside the painting indifferently. The beautiful statue of the church is placed in the middle of the palace.

In the middle of the main hall, someone used sharp objects to carve out a complicated magic circle. The servants lying on the ground outside the magic circle still had joy and satisfaction on their faces, but bright red blood flowed from their abdomens, dyeing their clothes to death. A piece of bright red; the arms of these corpses were all holding bright flowers, and Archibald patiently arranged them in a circle, and the blood that flowed out flowed to the feet of the statue along the lines of the magic circle, converging into a A shallow pool of blood.

The strong suffocation made me a little breathless, I closed my eyes: "You are crazy..."

The scene in front of him looked absurd and terrifying. The handsome statue really seemed to have a soul at this moment. It still lowered its eyes, and the thorns wrapped around its body seemed to be a little loose because of the blood stains. Under the bright light, the corners of its mouth seemed to be raised slightly, a malicious smile.

"I've been a lunatic since I was born, and my mother said so." Archibald's smiling voice sounded in my ears, like a poisonous snake spit out a snake letter in the dark.He let go of my hand, and then lightly embraced my waist. The bell in his left hand was thrown on the ground by him, making a crisp sound.

My heart ached, and I grasped the hand that I wanted to push away from Archibald. Only in this way can I not suddenly fall to my knees.

"My Rose, since you can't completely belong to me, then welcome death with me." His head pressed against my shoulder and neck, and his long winding hair fell on my shoulder.

We hugged each other tightly like real lovers, he stretched out his hand and gently grasped the back of my neck, the hot feeling came from my skin; the light of the chandelier forced me to close my eyes, but my hands The long sword I was holding would not tremble because of my heartache and the dazzling light, I clenched the sword in my hand, pushed away Archibald who was hugging me, and then stabbed him with the sword in my hand before it was too late dodge body.

This sword hit Archibald's heart, but he didn't retreat to dodge.

"...That's not bad." Blood came out from the corner of his mouth, and his deep purple eyes were still staring at me tightly. I stared at him coldly, and pushed the sword in my hand deeper.

However, Archibald stretched out his hand again, and even took a step forward to get closer to me.

With the sound of a sharp weapon penetrating my body, Archibald grabbed my arm firmly. The moment he grabbed me, he immediately tightened his fingers, and the whole person pulled me back and fell——

"Bang!" He took me and fell into the pool of blood together. The sound of the two of them falling together made the copper bell that rolled to the ground ring again.

"Hmm—" I pinched the clothes on my chest hard, as if my heart had been beaten hard, and then stabbed hard with a sword.The pain made me gasp with difficulty.

Beside me, Archibald still had that sharp long sword stuck in his chest, and the action just now made the sword a little deeper. He panted heavily, but instead smiled happily.

"Ansair," he seemed to choke on blood, and interrupted the conversation, "My heart is not here, you stabbed it in the wrong place."

"I stabbed you in the heart." I said with difficulty, and at the same time tried to stand up and strike him with the sword.

He turned his face away, his purple eyes flickered with unknown light under the light, Archibald was indeed very handsome, lying on the ground looked like his mother, weird, but still possessed a poisonous attraction.

Archibald smiled and said, "But this is the place where my mother stabbed. She failed to kill me."

"Since then, I have known that my heart is not here," he stretched out his hand, holding the sword stuck in his body with both hands, the sharp blade pierced into his hands, and the hilt was stained red with blood.

I know what he's going to do, but in my current situation, I can't stop him from drawing his sword.

The sharp pain in my heart continued, and my hand touched the bag behind me.

Although I don't know if the things that Brian gave will come in handy, but there is only one way now.

Archibald slowly pulled out the sword from his chest, I lowered my eyes, took out the potion bottle, and opened the cork.

"Box" sound.

Archibald threw the sword on his chest to the side, his lips had already turned pale, but the fact that he was about to be completely pleased with Ansair made him forget about these little things.

The love of the living will eventually dissipate one day, and only death is the last eternity.

Instead of letting him watch Ansair turn into his mother in the end, it would be better for him to preserve this pure beauty.

The moment the cork was opened, the pain in the heart also disappeared.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I reluctantly supported the statue to stand up, and poured the potion in my hand on Archibald.

Almost immediately, the place where he was splashed by the potion turned black and blue, and the breath of death came from his body.I was shocked by the effect of Brian's potion, but Archibald's expression still showed no fear.

He just smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that."

He reached for the bell beside him and shook it again.

The intense pain dominated me again, and I tightly clasped the hand of the idol holding the sword, so as not to let myself fall down again.

He looked at me with regret, but his face seemed excited.

"Did you choose him? Although it's not me, it's good."

I didn't answer.

The bruise had spread to his chin, and Archibald looked like a monster now.

Archibald: "Would you be sad if you killed me with your own hands?"

"Only your death can set me free." I said.

"..." He laughed, as if he wanted to say something, but black and blue quickly climbed up the bridge of his nose.

"Ansair..." he shouted in a low voice, and finally stretched out his hand and grabbed my skirt, "Let's have one last dance."

I silently looked into his eyes.

But those purple eyes had completely lost their light at this time, and the candlelight still shone on his face, and he would never blink again.

There was no one to ring the bell, and the pain that had been haunting me was gone.I closed my eyes, walked over to pick up the bell, and completely destroyed the bell with my sword.

At the last moment of leaving the palace, I looked back at Archibald's body.

Beside him, a fluorescent white rose suddenly rolled down from the feet of the statue.

The time is unbearably long.

Just when he finally couldn't help but wanted to enter the palace with his sword in hand, Ansair's figure finally appeared in his sight.

Ansair came back dragging his sword, his long silver hair was still hanging loose, half of his face was wet with blood, even half of his long hair was stained with blood.Most of the clothes were torn, and there were still traces of burns.Even so, he looked stunningly beautiful.

He wobbled closer, and Alston took a few quick steps to catch him.

However, Brian took him into his arms first, and he fell behind him like this.

"I pierced his heart with a sword." Ansair whispered, "I almost thought I was going to die with him."

Brian lovingly wiped the blood off his face, revealing those clear jewel-like eyes.

"No," Alston watched as Brian lowered his head slightly and kissed the other person's eyes. His voice was filled with the joy of lost and recovered. Only then did he realize that Adelaide, who had always been calm, was in Anse Aire. The front is also not calm.

Brian said softly: "You will live forever."

"Hmm." Ansair lowered his eyes, he seemed a little tired, so Auston wanted to take the sword he was holding in his hand.

"No," Ansair clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes opened again, with an unknown light shining in them, "I have something else for you."

The hand he had been holding behind his back was finally exposed, and Ansair showed them what was in his hand: it was a white rose that never faded.

"Here." His eyes were soft, with a faint light in them.

Alston felt his heart beating faster, he subconsciously reached out and caught the white rose.

The black-haired Brian didn't compete with him for the flower, but just clinged closer to the person in his arms.

After a long time, Ansair's voice came out again.

"After returning to China, let's have a wedding."

Auston and Brian hummed at the same time.

They paused at the same time, their eyes met indifferently for a moment, then turned away.

So Ansair laughed again, and his voice was even lower, as if he was embarrassed.

"I mean, two weddings . . . if you want."

What's not to like?Alston hummed in a low voice, and this time he reached out and took Ansair's hand.

Brian glanced at him again, but finally said nothing.

They all understand that the next life is destined to be three people together.

[End of text].

The author says:

It ended peacefully...because I don't really want to write about how to beat Archibald, and you don't seem to really want to see how he makes trouble.

I thought in my heart that I wanted to live a peaceful life quickly, so I finished writing it somehow... Actually, it was a very simple story. At the beginning, I just wanted to write a heart-throb story, but after I really wanted to finish it, On the contrary, it can only be limited to the love of three people (kneeling). I finally twisted Ansair's view of love to the point where he can accept three people. He is really difficult to deal with. I have to carefully control his affection for these two people. , to prevent him from playing 1V1 directly...

Who knew that at the beginning, five people were actually on the attack list, but after writing, two of them rolled to the villain camp, and one directly became an assist——

Thank you for your company all the way (bow), if you have any extra episodes you want to see, you can tell me in the comment area, I will try my best to write!