Vol 6 Chapter 125

Instaron opened his mouth wide. ▲ ∴ 三 ▲ ∴ 江 阁 ▲ ∴ ，

He almost froze: "... Oh my god, you said such a long nonsense just to refute me? Should I feel glorious or overwhelmed by this, as if this is the first time since I knew you, still With my old man, what you said is a bit of a nine-phoenix. I don't know if you have the talent of a linguist? "

Targus glanced at him: "It's always been, but you didn't notice it. Until my 100th birthday, I always thought I would be a scholar."

The poor Lord Black rolled his eyes.

"So what do you say?" He pointed to Brando, and pointed to Boban next to Brando. "That's Blanc, you know who he is, a generation of heroes in the duchy. Gosh, if we bring these two people back to eternity, we will wait for Your Majesty to cut our heads. "

Targus looked there, a little silent.

"Take a step and look at it," he replied.

"That's not what you said, Targus."

"It's not like it," Targus replied, "because it is."

Instalon first discovered that his buddy was actually a little humorous, although he might not think so.

Now he started to admit that the other party really has the potential to become a scholar, because they are as neurotic as he thinks.

But that doesn't do much for eggs.

...

"Column five, line seven ... line eight ..."

Delphien struggling to support her body on a ladder, her face as white as tissue, sweat like rain, and densely spread on her almost transparent skin.

But she was careful not to let any drop of sweat contaminate the bookshelf, which was a fatal mistake and must not be allowed.

Her eyes stayed on one of the books. There were often traces on the bookshelf. The gilt engraved name on the thick large spine of the book was very common. It was the genealogy of the Rosaling family. Looking at the past seems to have the value that is often drawn out to look at it. Some nobles like to remember their family history. The more glorious the family's past, the darker the status quo, the more I like it.

Rosalinn's family seemed to meet this rule, but Delphin had an instinct to tell her that she was right.

She gasped slightly. Take back your hand and wipe the white halo and the palm of your hand with a fine layer of sweat on the skirt. This rude act is how she would never do it in the usual way. Things.

But man is not born rude, so is noble. Prime Minister Qian Jin will now confirm this statement.

After carefully wiping off the sweat, she leaned the ladder with a roller closer and reached out to the book at the far corner of the bookshelf, carefully, taking out the book as carefully as possible by its original owner.

"Column five, line eight," Rosalin's Family History, "page 332, paragraph three, between the seventh and eighteenth sentences. You are right."

An abrupt voice sounded behind Delphine. It was a gentle and soft voice, as if a gentleman was careful, for fear of scaring her.

But Delphien, who was highly tense, was still frightened, and the thick book in her hand fell off, and fell heavily on the thick carpet. She stepped on the air and leaned back.

She screamed and fell from mid-air, unable to help closing her eyes. Remember that behind me was a small stack of books. If I was on top of it, most of them were going to die.

Countless mixed thoughts rushed out of her mind.

I did not expect that in the end it was a shortfall.

Perhaps as my grandfather judged himself, his thoughts on the world were too simple and paranoid. Martha told herself the answer with each lesson, but at the end of everything, she ignored it all.

It was not hatred in her mind, nor the empire burning in flames and the dying silver queen.

In the mixed illusion of her eyes, she saw the bright afternoon sun, and her grandfather's carriage slowly drove along the rose walkway into the green garden. Under the huge willow of the Nederman family, the old man became increasingly sloppy.

The era of the giant finally came to an end. After the supreme empire got everything he needed, his daughter began to deprive the ancient family of its former glory.

She wants revenge.

For his grandfather and father, regain the honor that the Nederman family deserves.

Suddenly she remembered that on a summer night, when she and Elman were embracing beside the road of the lover's river in the capital, Elman asked her:

"Delphine, tell me whether you care about my identity and the family behind me, or myself."

She remembered laughing at that time, because how ridiculous the question was, she remembered that she looked a little jeering at the dumb guy at the time:

"How can you be so naive, Elman, that there are marriages and love outside politics in the aristocratic circle of the capital?"

"I love you and care about the family behind you and who you are, because if you're just a second-class person, I can't be with you."

Elman didn't speak at that time, it seemed to be the default.

There was a sudden loss in Delphin's heart.

She suddenly realized that her love and hate might be mixed with something that should not be.

But when she returned to God, she found that she was not in the warm arms of Elman, but in the arms of a stranger.

The man looked at her with a smile, crossed her feet and hugged her behind her shoulders, and politely laid her on the ground before she could react. She was barefoot and could feel the thick handmade carpet scratching At his feet.

"It's too beautiful, but I can't help but show love, and it's always hard to get rid of the bad ones." The man looked at her, his black eyes were like two bright black gems, and his long hair was loose. On the shoulders, the look is a little feminine, but it will never be considered feminine.

He smiled and said to Delphin, "If Miss Delphin is scared, look forward to forgiveness."

"Fang Qi," Delphin leaned against the bookshelf, looking pale and sulking slightly. "When did you come in?"

She immediately realized that she had asked a silly question, her expression sank, and changed her question: "Is that your voice at the time?"

In just such a moment, she had already reacted.

The voice she heard in her dream in a comatose state was exactly the voice of this man, which was very different from the voice he had when talking with Lord Rosalind on weekdays, but it was now undoubtedly revealed.

She is not a fool, and naturally understands that she has been fooled.

"Lord Rosalin's Lord is too wary of us. I just need someone who is not so wary of him to explore his secrets, but the price of buying someone is too high. It's not too rude, or it's difficult to get started ... "Fang Qi did not hesitate to identify Delphine, he embraced his hands, leaned over his body and shrugged:" Only Ms. Delphine, your experience is very interesting ... ... well, I believe I have not persecuted you. "

Delphin's face changed, and he exasperated, "You spied my memory !?"

"I know this is not a good habit, but I just can't help it, sorry, I hope you forgive me." Fang Qi scratched his head awkwardly: "But you are a self-contained girl, and I do n’t see anything extra, You have to believe me, and the details in your life are not every meaning I have in your surface consciousness. You should be able to understand ... "

Delphin looked like iron, almost smashed a silver tooth, and she glared at the other side. When she couldn't help but burst out, the guy finally seemed to find himself talking too far.

He hurriedly closed his mouth and changed his words: "Ah ... I'm sorry, but I have to explain clearly, after all, it has something to do with my reputation."

"To shut up……"

The prime minister finally managed to squeeze these two words out of the teeth.

"Okay, Miss Delphien, you're angry, I obey the lady's orders!" The man immediately raised his hands and said, "But I believe we still have a common topic. Since you have seen those things, then I can probably guess To what you want to do, what you are doing now also proves my idea, our purpose is the same. "

Delphin was silent for a moment, and wanted to have an attack, but forcibly suppressed his urge, and asked coldly, "What do you want to do?"

Fang Qi walked past her, bent over to pick up the book from the ground, flipped through the pages, closed the book, raised her head and said to her, "Miss Delphine, your help for us has ended so far, But you gave me a surprise, maybe you can solve the mystery of emerald. "

"You want me to solve the jade mystery for you, why?" Delphin looked at him coldly: "I don't care about death."

"I don't want you to die like a big beauty, Miss Delphin," Fang Qi replied, "It's not that serious. It's just a deal. You want to save the world. I want it. After all, none of us want to die. You should know that the Emerald Heart has only one purpose. "

"It can also get you to the throne, not only Jiufeng's." Delphine ruthlessly broke through him.

"That's just a side effect," Fang Qi replied indifferently. "Maybe it might be a little bit of concern to me, but it doesn't make any sense to you, Miss Delphin, doesn't it, but we have common enemies? , I can help you solve him. "

"I do not need"

"really?"

Delphin moved her mouth, but suddenly she thought of something and raised her head to look at the other side and said, "Are you going to trouble that person?"

There was something sneer in her tone.

"In fact, it wasn't intended," Fang Qi took a pocket watch out of his sleeve, opened the cover and glanced at it. "If my men are still punctual, I'm in trouble now."

"Then you're in trouble ..." Delphin glanced at the guy a bit pitifully, and sneered: "You're asking for blessing."

…… (To be continued.)