indianbanksassociation Chapter 71 071
Chapter 71 071
The maid thought she had misheard, or heard a joke.
But Cheng Xiezhi's expression told her that the God of Light didn't mean to be joking.
"This……"
She lost her voice in confusion.
Cheng Xiezhi's answer was completely beyond her imagination.The Hokuriku folk customs are open, the life of the nobles is chaotic, and it is not uncommon for two men to have mutual love, but when one protagonist is His Majesty the Emperor, and the other protagonist is the unattainable God of Light, everything seems incredible.
She shouldn't have asked.
The maid thought angrily.
Cheng Xiezhi looked down at the flower branch in his hand. In fact, he prefers peach blossoms, but peach blossoms do not exist in this world.Even the gods can't defy the will of the rules and create species that don't exist in the Northland.
The rose is the most common flower in Hokuriku, and it is also the family totem of the imperial family.
A flower very similar in temperament to Randall himself.
He curled his lips silently.
The maid finally recovered her voice: "Your Majesty, do you need me to send this rose to His Majesty Randall's room now?"
She stared closely at the rose twirled by Cheng Xiezhi's fingertips, and her attitude was more nervous than ever.
"Need not."
"God of Light" was in a good mood, "I'll send it there myself."
"Yes."
The maid stepped back and let out a long breath.Even though His Majesty the God of Light is more approachable than imagined, she still fears the only god in the empire.Especially after knowing such a big secret.
Gods and kings.
Two characters whose words and deeds affect the fate of the entire empire.
The maid couldn't figure out how to make a wise decision, and it was difficult for her background and knowledge to deal with this shocking news.In the end, she could only pretend that she had never heard any news from the God of Light.
"God, I pray for your blessing." She held the silver cross star necklace and prayed in a low voice.
Right now, the god himself has only that one rose in his eyes.
Randall was sitting in the room reading a book in a silk nightgown, the dark green curtains were all drawn, and the sunlight came in from the window and fell on the pages of the book.His forearm rested on the glass table, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing the pale green blood vessels flowing under his skin, giving him a strong sense of strength.
Cheng Xiezhi leaned against the door and admired the outstanding composition for a while before inserting the roses into the vase beside Randall.A few roses that have not yet withered exude a faint fragrance, which complements the one inserted by Cheng Xiezhi.
These roses are all handwritten by Cheng Xiezhi.They were well taken care of by Randall, and they still maintain a beautiful appearance in full bloom.
"Why did Your Majesty come here in person today?" Randall closed the pages of the book in his hands calmly, and ordered the attendants to pull out a chair for Cheng Xiezhi.
"Because the weather is good this morning." Cheng Xiezhi said, "I would like to invite His Majesty to take a walk in the garden. But His Majesty seems to prefer to read in the morning?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the hardcover book in Randall's hand. The title of the book was half blocked by his fingers. It was not difficult to tell that it was a book related to the Temple of Light and the legend of the God of Light.
"You misunderstood. I am very happy to be invited by Your Majesty." Randall didn't mean to hide, and put the book aside casually, his eyes slightly turned, and he smiled gently, "This rose is very beautiful today."
"What a coincidence, I think so too." Cheng Xiezhi answered Randall with his chin resting, his gaze focused on his facial features without blinking.In fact, His Majesty's appearance is not difficult to see the outline of an oriental person. His face brings together the most typical advantages of the oriental and northern people. No matter where it is placed, it can be called an outstanding appearance.
Cheng Xiezhi couldn't help thinking of his life experience.
Randall's parentage is no secret.He was the child born to an oriental woman when the previous emperor was in distress. After the former emperor returned to the palace, the oriental woman left without saying goodbye. It was not until a few years later that Randall was sent to the capital of each other that the former emperor knew that he had a son.
The previous emperor's heirs were weak, and Randall was his only surviving son.In order to let Randall succeed to the throne in a legitimate way and prevent the throne from falling into the hands of his heirs, he put Randall into the Royal Knights for training, and disregarded the minister's objection and made the dead oriental woman the queen.
The nobles in the Northland were unwilling to recognize Randall's identity. For a long time, Randall was regarded as an "illegitimate child" and unworthy of inheriting the throne.Later, when the former emperor was killed by a lion while hunting, Randall succeeded to the throne in a precarious situation. He used iron and blood to suppress the restless nobles and fought against the temple. Only then did he manage to stabilize the situation.
What made Cheng Xiezhi curious was the identity of Randall's mother—the other party was a great witch from the Far East temple, who was said to have all-powerful abilities and was extremely close to a "god".
Yet she died.
The death was silent and unclear, only in time to send Randall back to the Northland.
And Randall doesn't seem to have inherited any of the great witch's powers.
Cheng Xiezhi collected his thoughts and walked out side by side with the other party.
In addition to roses of various colors, there are many precious flowers in the garden, competing for splendor.The dewdrops on the petals are crystal clear in the morning sun.
The attendant followed them far behind, and Cheng Xiezhi and Randall walked through the garden unhurriedly, chatting occasionally.
"Speaking of roses." Randall looked thoughtful, "The roses that His Majesty gave me—"
"—as if it all came from my garden?"
"Your Majesty Randall." Cheng Xiezhi said slowly, "But I picked each of those roses myself. You see, even though there are so many beautiful roses in your garden, it has been so many days since His Majesty I was not given one in return."
Randall seemed to think about it seriously: "You are right."
Cheng Xiezhi paused and smiled slightly.
"Since His Majesty also agrees with my point of view, His Majesty should give me back the most unique rose in the world."
His tone of voice was soft and almost whispered, different from the kindness he deliberately expressed in the past, it actually had a hint of coaxing.It is not the favor of the gods, but the temptation of the devil.
His Majesty the Emperor nodded as if he was really bewitched.
"it is good."
"I will remember His Majesty's words." Cheng Xiezhi said, "When I am impatient, I will take him away myself."
The two walked around in the garden, and finally focused on the upcoming dance.
The cost of holding a dance party is not small. Randall took a look at the expense bill and immediately made a decision, requiring every guest attending the dance party to pay a fee of [-] gold coins.
The guests were all local aristocrats with rich wealth. It was a good deal to exchange a hundred gold coins for a chance to meet the emperor and the God of Light. They happily paid the fee, so that there would be a surplus after the dance.
The system expresses an opinion: "I think His Majesty the Emperor is probably influenced by you, the host." Only then can such a thing be done.
Cheng Xiezhi snorted and laughed.
"But the host..." the system asked awkwardly, "Are you really planning to invite Randall to dance at the ball?" Most of the dancers at the ball were unmarried young men and women, and two unrelated people in the Northland danced. By default, there is a "blind date" intent.
It is impossible for Cheng Xiezhi not to know about the customs of Hokuriku because of his vicious love for them.
But the host really danced with Randall, and the system found it unimaginable.
"Otherwise?" Cheng Xiezhi asked in a low voice, his attitude was too natural.
System: "Okay."
Anyway, the host made it public in front of the maid this morning, and the system would not be unacceptable if something happened again.
It's just that the next development is beyond the range that the system can bear.
Cheng Xiezhi and Randall danced the opening dance of the ball, and the guests present did not find it difficult to accept it-it is not that there is no dance in Hokuriku that two men can dance together.With the status of the God of Light and His Majesty, there is really no one who is worthy of dancing with them.
The guests used this reason to persuade themselves strangely, and they also entered the arena with their dance partners.
Cheng Xiezhi was not interested in the dance, so he sat in the corner for the rest of the time. During this period, local priests and nobles tried to approach him, and they were afraid of the majesty of his "god", so they kept probing.
Cheng Xiezhi chatted with a local priest, quietly extracting the information he wanted.His eyes quickly moved away from the flattering priest's face, and he smiled casually.
—The Pope would probably be delighted to know this young priest so similar to himself.
How could he not share this wonderful fate with the Son?
With the fragrance of clothes on his temples and the shadow of his temples, he raised his eyes, his eyes penetrated the crowd, and arrived at Randall not far away.A broken pronunciation slowly overflowed from the lips and teeth.
Rose.
"Rose." Maria muttered, cutting a white rose with silver scissors, and dragging the hem of the dress embroidered with gold thread on the ground.She held the rose in her hand and was about to get up when a long sword was pressed against her snow-white and slender neck.
……
"The thief who stole the rose?" Cheng Xiezhi repeated the words of the attendant with great interest, propped his chin and looked at the girl who was about fourteen or fifteen years old in front of him.
At this moment, the system gave a "huh" in surprise: "It was the girl who rescued the God of Light when he was hunted down after being reincarnated, and later died protecting the God of Light."
The system said regretfully.
It can be called the red and white rose in Alvin's heart with his fiancée Anna.
Maria held the rose branch tightly, and the thorns pierced deeply into her palm, but she seemed to feel no pain, and she had no intention of letting go.
The girl awkwardly held up the hem of her skirt and bowed to the two of them, her small face tensed: "Your Majesty the God of Light, Your Majesty..."
The voice stopped abruptly, and Maria really didn't know what to say.
"Bandage up Miss Maria." Cheng Xiezhi said at this moment, ordering the maid.
Randall's expression was cold, neither agreeing nor denying, his eyes were half downcast, unsure.
After treating the wound well, Maria intermittently explained her disgraceful behavior tonight.
Today is her mother's death day, and she wants to pick a beautiful rose and put it in front of her mother's tombstone.That's why I secretly picked Randall's roses.
The attendant didn't agree with her statement: "Miss Maria, if you really want a rose, you can ask for it directly. It's too shameful to do so."
Maria bowed her head, and said nothing.
"Stealing is really not what a lady should do." Cheng Xiezhi said "kindly".The priest behind him hurriedly answered, "I will inform Miss Maria's father and ask him to send Miss Maria to the temple for a period of time to correct this problem."
"Send it to the headquarters of the temple, and let the Holy Son personally teach it for a while." Cheng Xiezhi said lightly, "There will always be more topics for people of the same age."
No one dared to disagree with his words.
Seeing that no one pleaded for her, Maria burst into tears, covered her face and cried and wanted to run out, but was stopped by the maid.Through the cracks between her fingers, she glared at Cheng Xie with hatred.
The dance ended in this sudden farce.
Cheng Xiezhi sat on the armrest of the sofa, slowly peeled an orange, and then said softly: "I am in a bad mood. I am so generous and kind, but I am not understood."
"Ugh."
The system looked at the empty lounge before confirming that Cheng Xiezhi was talking to him.
"Why don't you peel another orange, the host? There are grapes over there."
It is sincerely recommended.
Cheng Xiezhi ignored it and continued, "So I don't have the patience to wait any longer."
System: "...So what are you going to do with such a big detour to find an excuse for yourself?"
"Go and fold my roses."
He spoke briskly, looking out the window at the rose bushes.
Randall couldn't tell if this was his dream or reality.
At this moment, he was in a huge rose garden, which was boundless. At a glance, he could only see the crimson sky intersecting it in the distance and countless swaying and blooming roses.
The gorgeous and grand one is not like any garden in the world.
He stood in it, but watched all this with cold eyes.
This is where?
He didn't ask his doubts aloud, and another voice from nowhere answered Randall's question in his heart.
——This is the garden of the gods.
The author has something to say: [Garden.
Also known as the Western Fantasy version of the Little Black House.
Complete the dream of Xiaoxie who gave up halfway last time (bu waiter). 】