Moonlight Love Poem

Elvis got out of the carriage.He raised his eyes and looked at the building in front of him. The magnificent Rose Manor has always been the best place for dignitaries to spend their time. In the past, he had also brought Ansair here.The pure and upright An Si is out of tune with this place, like a deer that has strayed into a forbidden area by mistake.He pretended in front of Ans that he was equally curious about these things, but his heart was like stagnant water. Looking at this place, he didn't feel any excitement, and even the only excitement was because of Ansair.

However, when he looked at this place at this moment, the excitement of his wish being fulfilled made him dizzy, and a rush of heat rushed to his forehead. Looking at the corner room, he couldn't help smiling.

A sudden burst of laughter brought his thoughts back, he glanced in the direction of the sound, and the men and women who came into view made him frown in disgust.He withdrew his gaze and walked towards his destination.

The merrymakers ran out, and the corridor was empty save for a few maids hurrying past with bouquets of flowers.Elvis walked to the room at the end of the corridor, and he knocked on the door.

"Which gentleman is it?" A charming female voice came from inside, "There are already guests in the room."

Elvis smiled, and said in a low voice, "I'm here to find that black-haired guest. If you remember, I've been here before."

There was a sound of turning the doorknob from behind the door, and a face with heavy makeup came out. Those shrewd and experienced eyes scanned him up and down, and then smiled gently: "It turns out that it is Your Excellency Field, His Highness is in the room I'm waiting for you, please come in."

She stepped aside and motioned for Elvis to walk in.Behind her, a familiar figure was sitting on the sofa. Seeing him walking in, he greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Field, I think you can bring me good news." There was a faint light in the purple eyes.

Elvis walked up to him, and also returned a polite smile: "Of course, if that person can figure it out, our plan can be successful tonight. In fact, if this can be removed directly."

I got out of the car and walked into the Duke's Palace.To my surprise, my brother was sitting on the sofa. When he saw me coming in, he stood up with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Ans, did something happen this morning?" He asked anxiously, his face turning pale.

I was silent for a while, and comforted me: "It's nothing, it's just the slander of a dying person."

In order to avoid his wild thinking, I seriously described the scene in the palace to him, focusing on telling him the anger of the poisonous concubine's lie after being exposed, and also told him the emperor's previous memories and the last sentence he said to me today. brother.

"Don't worry, His Majesty won't listen to such rumors. It's just a coincidence of black hair and blue eyes."

The elder brother twitched the corner of his mouth, his voice was a little weak: "But my mother is not black-haired, and my father is not."

He held his hand with a wry smile, his fingertips turned white, his gaze stayed on my face for a while, and he looked away anxiously: "You and I look different."

"Don't brothers have to look exactly the same?" I held his shoulders and comforted him, "Isn't grandma black-haired? Father's sister is also black-haired? Don't think about it, I will protect you." of."

My brother raised his eyes, his eyes fell on my shoulder, and he let out a low hum.

I helped him to sit down and poured him black tea.The maroon liquid was poured from the spout of the teapot into the delicate cup, and steam was like mist.The elder brother stretched out his hand to hold the body of the cup, and the steam from it completely concealed the expression on his face.

"By the way," I tried to change the subject, "How is brother's painting done last time?"

"I burned it..." My brother said silently, as if he wanted to say something more, but his voice was covered by the sudden sound outside, I turned my head and stood up.

The butler came in from the outside, and he bowed slightly to salute: "Your Excellency, a group of nobles came outside who wanted to verify the blood of Your Excellency Cyril. They clamored to see you and claimed that they had brought a mage with them."

I sneered, and picked up the sword that had been untied and put aside.

"Ans..." My brother called my name behind me.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." I comforted him and walked out quickly.

There were indeed many nobles outside the door, but they were all marquises and barons of the parliamentary party, and even their wives.Seeing me coming out, the Earl Oliver, the highest among them, came out of the crowd with a false sadness on his face.

"Your Excellency, for the honor of the royal family, please ask your brother to come out for a test. After being tested by a mage, His Excellency Cyril's identity will not be suspected."

"What are you?" I said in disgust, "Is this an order from His Majesty? Or is it your own initiative?"

Oliver choked for a moment, but another marquis behind him stood up immediately, and he raised his voice: "Your Excellency, this is for your own good! You know, it is actually a kind of respect to only test Cyril's blood !"

I drew the sword, and the man immediately shut up.

"Your Excellency, what are you going to do?" Another noble lady asked nervously. She stood in a corner and covered her face with a fan.

"Excuse me, madam, what qualifications do you have to stand in front of the Duke's mansion? I don't remember that I have welcomed you." I scanned the people in front of me, looked at their fearful or disdainful eyes, and laughed in my heart, "Or do you have no So polite? On the premise that the host's house doesn't welcome you, you still have to stay at the door of someone else's house?"

An older lady stepped forward, and she taught: "Your Excellency, you shouldn't be so rude, it will make the gods hate you. We are all for the Campbell family."

"I don't think I need a group of impolite people to teach me how to do it." I withdrew my sword, turned around and ordered the butler, and looked at Earl Oliver who had been silent all the time, "Your Excellency, please take your group of vassals away My duke's mansion, otherwise I don't mind going to tell the emperor about my distress now, and come and ask your majesty to make the decision for me."

He swallowed his saliva, stared straight at me with nervousness in his eyes: "You won't do that."

"Why not? I am the Duke personally appointed by His Majesty, I have this right," I almost laughed out loud, but in fact I only slightly raised my lips, "I am not like you, facing the second prince's sword , dare not say a word."

These words hit his sore spot, his face turned red all of a sudden, veins appeared on his forehead, and the color of his face changed several times. Finally, he gritted his teeth fiercely, turned and left.With his departure, the marquis and baron headed by him also took their wives and got into the carriage when they came.

The rolling wheels kicked up a cloud of dust, and I lowered my eyes, gaining a new understanding of this group of annoying nobles.

"Ans." My brother's voice sounded behind me. I turned around and saw my brother leaning against the door, looking at me timidly, "Has the matter been resolved?"

I smiled at him and said gently: "It's resolved, don't worry."

"Then come in, it's too cold outside." After he finished speaking, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he just gently rubbed his hand on the door frame and looked away.

"Why rush in?" A familiar voice came suddenly, I turned my head suddenly, and saw Elvis getting off the field's carriage, with an unknown smile on his face, and his eyes on mine After staying for a while, he moved behind me again, "Ans, Cyril's identity will be revealed one day, if you really want to protect him, why not send him away now, I can also provide you help."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" I said coldly, "He is my own brother, do you want to listen to rumors?"

Elvis looked at me fixedly, his lips moved: "Do you think I won't believe this?"

It's clear that they have broken up, but what is this nostalgic expression doing now?I turned my head and signaled my brother to go back first.After watching him walk in, I continued talking to Elvis.

"It has nothing to do with me. If you are also here to persuade me to test my blood, then please leave."

A faint smile appeared on his face, he pursed his lips, and said with a smile: "No, I won't do this. I just came here to comfort you. Where's Brian? Has he appeared before? That prince's highness Woolen cloth?"

I frowned and said coldly, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"It's nothing." Elvis blinked, raised his hand, and said sincerely: "I just came here to comfort you. If possible, can you let me go in and drink a cup of hot black tea before leaving? After that I I will never bother you again."

He looked a little strange, and I was about to reject him, but my brother's voice sounded again: "Ans, call your friends in too, it's too cold outside."

"Look." He said cheerfully, "Your favorite Cyril also invited me, are you going to let him down? If I talk to him at a time like this, maybe it can make him forget those unpleasant things? "

I sighed, and instructed softly: "Don't say anything else in front of him, just leave after drinking."

Elvis responded with a smile, his eyes sparkled with excitement, as if he was expecting something.

We returned to the hall one after the other. My brother had already poured tea for us. When he saw us walking in, he pursed his lips and showed a nervous and ugly smile.

"Good afternoon, Cyril Court." Ives greeted him, and naturally sat across from me.I picked up the cup and looked at this familiar scene, feeling a little dazed for a while, as if I had returned to the past.

"...Mmm." The elder brother answered him, his eyes fixed on the table, his voice trembling, "Please drink tea."

Elvis picked up the cup, he looked at the teacup quietly, and smiled at me: "It looks very good, I must have made sufficient preparations when making tea."

I took a sip of black tea and ignored it.

And my brother answered him instead of me: "... yes."

For some reason, a faint sense of dizziness surged up, I blinked, covered my forehead, and put the teacup in my hand on the table.Because it was not placed stably, the black tea in the cup was spilled out and wet my cuffs.