Volume II, Chapter 5: The Castle (5)
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"When I was very young, I tried to run away from the Xu family and take my mother with me. Then we couldn't get out, and there was a group of people who ...... blocked our way. ”
Qiao Weihuan paused, she arched her waist and touched the painful calves, her thin long eyelashes covering the deep black under her eyes.
No matter how much He Zhengxiao knew, she couldn't say anything about it, not because she was ashamed to say that she was reckless, but because she didn't want to open Qiao's mother's scar.
He Zhengxiao's long fingers pinched her calves lightly and heavily, Qiao Weihuan gasped sourly, listening to his extremely low voice, "Then?" ”
"In that group, someone had a snake tattoo."
Qiao Weihuan closed his eyes deeply, his brows were tightly locked, and under the fragile skin of his forehead, the cyan tendons stretched out in shock.
She saw that scene, and the impression at that time was blurred subconsciously because of the impact, and a deep hypnosis restored those fragments clearly.
When she rushed over and pounded her to the ground, the one who held her down and wouldn't let her move, the snake was tattooed on his thick arm.
…… Ash!
"The tattoo is Ash, and he has something to do with what happened back then? I really don't understand why this thing looks more and more strange, how old was Ash? He's so capable? ”
"In the beginning, the coiled snake didn't belong to Ash, it was just a small wandering gang."
Qiao Wei opened his eyes happily, but it was dark in front of him.
He Zhengxiao gently covered her eyes, and she didn't see the deep outline of the man's cold and cold for a moment, and the faint floating of his eyes.
She's right, it won't be Ash.
But he never thought that such a person would be involved in the accident back then......
Qiao Weihuan went to pull his big hand, but he couldn't pull it, and listened to him say unhurriedly: "Huanhuan, you are very tired today, you should sleep now." ”
Sleep sleep sleep, sleep for a few hours?
Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips, "You always refuse to tell me plainly." ”
He Zhengxiao obviously knows a lot, whether it is Qiao's mother or whatever.
He was an unfathomable being, the vast night that encompassed everything, and no one could see through it.
Her lips were cold, and she heard He Zhengxiao's low voice: "I'm always good for you." ”
The eyelashes covered by the palm trembled slightly, and Qiao Weihuan flattened her pursed lips a little bit, "I know, I must believe you." If you don't want me to ask, then I won't ask. ”
He Zhengxiao gestured.
He stared at her open and closed lips for a long time, his dark eyes lingering on every inch of the red, and then he silently deepened the curvature of his lips and lowered his head to kiss her.
The big hand was on her back, put her sideways flat, patted gently, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Now you can sleep with peace of mind......"
Qiao Weihuan arched into his arms, and he really fell asleep with his eyes closed.
She didn't know that the man around her had not slept all night, and she was motionless and let her use his arm as a pillow.
The sky was just bright, half bright and half-light, He Zhengxiao lowered his eyes slightly, listened to her even and long breathing, and quietly let go of her.
Uncle Zhong was waiting outside the door, and there was also a servant, hunched and bowed, but his hands kept rubbing together betrayed her, making her look anxious.
Hearing the voice, the servant quickly raised his head and was about to speak, when he saw He Zhengxiao making a silent gesture and coldly opened his long legs.
Far away from the bedroom, He Zhengxiao whispered: "Ash entered the House of Commons?" ”
The servant was stunned and quickly reacted, "Yes, ten minutes ago, Ash went to the Palace of Westminster, but instead of going to the House of Lords, he went to the House of Commons. ”
"The Prime Minister will not be stupid enough to let the Viscount go to the House of Commons."
The House of Commons is in the same Palace of Westminster, and they maintain a delicate balance with the meaning they represent behind them. There are also clear decrees in England that the nobility are not allowed to participate in the administration of the House of Commons, especially in elections, unless ......
The aristocracy renounced his identity.
"He's going to give up his viscount title, forgetting that he needs the Duke of Demville's consent."
He Zhengxiao put it in his trouser pocket with one hand, and took the coat handed by Uncle Zhong with the other hand, and in a meaningful low smile, he hid it deeply.
"I agree, though."
Uncle Zhong paused, "Young Master? ”
However, He Zhengxiao had already taken a big stride, he put on his long coat elegantly, took out the white gloves in the pocket of his coat, and put them on slowly and methodically.
"Wildcats of impure blood...... Let that group of lice jump, the more happy the jump, the heavier the stain, the worse the fall......"
Qiao Weihuan woke up to the sound of rustling, she opened her eyes in a daze, listened to the sound outside the window, and propped up half of her body to look out.
The black car started slowly, drove smoothly out of the manor, and slowly disappeared into shadows.
Qiao Weihuan yawned and got out of bed, and the maid respectfully invited her downstairs for breakfast, and then Qiao Weihuan opened her handbag and clicked on the mailbox.
Fang Shuyu still heard about the two of them returning to Manchester in the company, she was quite emotional, stuffed a large number of documents into Qiao Weihuan's mailbox, and attached a personal email at the end: Boss, come back and help me bring some souvenirs?
Qiao Weihuan threw the email into the trash bin with an expressionless face, and clicked on the other emails one by one.
He Zhengxiao deliberately brought her here, definitely not just to let her sleep. Ash is also a member of the Demnville family, so what could be a big battle for Ann next.
But the Foundation is still just an empty shelf, and she's going to have to find a time to go back, after the matter here is over.
At noon, Qiao Weihuan was ready to go out and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.
The maid had asked her very implicitly before, whether she would clean the bedroom every day after they went out, or set a fixed time?
She was a little panicked when she asked this, as if everyone thought that the two of them were very unrestrained, and they might not be absent when the time was set......
However, Qiao Weihuan could only say: "It's okay when we're not in the bedroom." ”
She was not in the bedroom in the morning, the maid had already cleaned it, and the large, comfortable bed had been restored to its proper appearance, and the fluffy pillows were raised high.
Under the pillow, a heavy black color popped out, which stood out from the plain beige bed.
Qiao Wei paused to tie her hair, she went over and put her hand under the pillow, and unexpectedly, her fingertips touched the cold metal.
I took it out and looked at it, and it was Glock.
Britain is notoriously low-armed or zero-armed, gun licenses are not so easy to get, and citizens are only issued with shotgun licenses, she is not a British citizen, this is also a handle/gun......
However, He Zhengxiao put it here, and it was clear that he wanted her to hold it.
Will it be dangerous?
Qiao Weihuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he checked Glock over and over again, and finally put it in his bag.
She and Amalia are at their university.
Qiao Weihuan spent a short university career in Manchester, and those years were almost the most free time in the first half of her life, and her impression of university was that there were blue skies and white walls, and countless youth.
Just in time for the third graduation ceremony of the year, Qiao Weihuan could smell full of memories. She and Amalia went to the scene, and by the window outside the building, they saw the students inside cheering with high spirits, and then pouring out like a tidal wave, hugging and ...... happily Kiss.
Qiao Weihuan stared at the pair of girls hugging and kissing together, and when she turned her head again, Amalia was blushing and laughing. She pointed to a slapstick couple not far away, "Look at that person, doesn't he look like the boy who confessed to you at the graduation ceremony?" ”
Qiao Weihuan pinched the bridge of his nose and curled his mouth slightly, "If he didn't have too many pimples, I would think it would be a good memory." ”
Her raised left hand was white and soft, and the opal on her ring finger reflected a brilliant halo.
Amalia chuckled and gently bumped her shoulder, "Cecil, are you married?" ”
"Nope."
“…… Didn't you? ”
Amalia looked at her ring finger in surprise, "I thought it was a wedding ring." ”
Qiao Weihuan stretched out her fingers and winked at Amalia, "I'll get married." ”
It's not that she has a big face, He Zhengxiao's obvious move, it makes no sense to say that he doesn't get married.
It's the Xu family, so if you want to get close to Demville, you must always pay attention to He Zhengxiao's news, I don't know if she came back with He Zhengxiao? Got it, can you still sit still?
Qiao Weihuan thought coldly, it was useless for them to know.
Suddenly, she heard a "sudden" sound coming from afar, and she followed the source of the sound, and then her eyes widened slightly.
Amalia next to her grabbed her arm, "My God......"
The leafy old elm trees hid the winding stone path, and the bustling graduates shuttled through it, and they all paused in unison, staring at the behemoth that drove from the other end of the path.
With a fortress-like body running over the stone road, and the hard tracks bending the spine of the tender grass, the young white man stood at the top and cheered at the stunned classmates: "Ladies and gentlemen, let's turn our graduation ceremony into a carnival!" ”
I actually drove a tank to the graduation ceremony???
Qiao Weihuan was shocked in place unprecedentedly, and the graduates with more fresh blood had already reacted, and they gathered towards the tank with joy.
"Oh my God, it's Tan/G! How did you get it? ”
"My grandfather was passed down from his grandfather and is now my tan/gram!"
"The headmaster must be sorry to let you graduate right now!"
"No, I think the headmaster might, and he wants to kill you now......"
The guy who opened the tank/gram laughed "hahaha", he jumped down from top to bottom, hooked the girl's arm and danced in a circle.
The lively and wild atmosphere spread in full swing in the school, and the graduates who were infected spontaneously joined in, and the hats were thrown all over the ground, and the graduation ceremony really became a carnival.
Qiao Weihuan stretched, caught a glimpse of Amalia's yearning expression, and patted her shoulder, "Go, I'll wait for you here." ”
Amalia shook her head hesitantly, "No, there are so many people, I'm a little scared." ”
Qiao Weihuan no longer persuaded her, she couldn't accompany Amalia to a place that was too chaotic, for fear that something would happen, and the man in the suit would not have time to react.
"Why don't we go to the library?"
Seeing Amalia nodding, Qiao Weihuan turned around, and then heard a voice: "...... Cecil?! ”
Qiao Weihuan paused, and subconsciously glanced at Amalia with her peripheral vision.
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"When I was very young, I tried to run away from the Xu family and take my mother with me. Then we couldn't get out, and there was a group of people who ...... blocked our way. ”
Qiao Weihuan paused, she arched her waist and touched the painful calves, her thin long eyelashes covering the deep black under her eyes.
No matter how much He Zhengxiao knew, she couldn't say anything about it, not because she was ashamed to say that she was reckless, but because she didn't want to open Qiao's mother's scar.
He Zhengxiao's long fingers pinched her calves lightly and heavily, Qiao Weihuan gasped sourly, listening to his extremely low voice, "Then?" ”
"In that group, someone had a snake tattoo."
Qiao Weihuan closed his eyes deeply, his brows were tightly locked, and under the fragile skin of his forehead, the cyan tendons stretched out in shock.
She saw that scene, and the impression at that time was blurred subconsciously because of the impact, and a deep hypnosis restored those fragments clearly.
When she rushed over and pounded her to the ground, the one who held her down and wouldn't let her move, the snake was tattooed on his thick arm.
…… Ash!
"The tattoo is Ash, and he has something to do with what happened back then? I really don't understand why this thing looks more and more strange, how old was Ash? He's so capable? ”
"In the beginning, the coiled snake didn't belong to Ash, it was just a small wandering gang."
Qiao Wei opened his eyes happily, but it was dark in front of him.
He Zhengxiao gently covered her eyes, and she didn't see the deep outline of the man's cold and cold for a moment, and the faint floating of his eyes.
She's right, it won't be Ash.
But he never thought that such a person would be involved in the accident back then......
Qiao Weihuan went to pull his big hand, but he couldn't pull it, and listened to him say unhurriedly: "Huanhuan, you are very tired today, you should sleep now." ”
Sleep sleep sleep, sleep for a few hours?
Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips, "You always refuse to tell me plainly." ”
He Zhengxiao obviously knows a lot, whether it is Qiao's mother or whatever.
He was an unfathomable being, the vast night that encompassed everything, and no one could see through it.
Her lips were cold, and she heard He Zhengxiao's low voice: "I'm always good for you." ”
The eyelashes covered by the palm trembled slightly, and Qiao Weihuan flattened her pursed lips a little bit, "I know, I must believe you." If you don't want me to ask, then I won't ask. ”
He Zhengxiao gestured.
He stared at her open and closed lips for a long time, his dark eyes lingering on every inch of the red, and then he silently deepened the curvature of his lips and lowered his head to kiss her.
The big hand was on her back, put her sideways flat, patted gently, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Now you can sleep with peace of mind......"
Qiao Weihuan arched into his arms, and he really fell asleep with his eyes closed.
She didn't know that the man around her had not slept all night, and she was motionless and let her use his arm as a pillow.
The sky was just bright, half bright and half-light, He Zhengxiao lowered his eyes slightly, listened to her even and long breathing, and quietly let go of her.
Uncle Zhong was waiting outside the door, and there was also a servant, hunched and bowed, but his hands kept rubbing together betrayed her, making her look anxious.
Hearing the voice, the servant quickly raised his head and was about to speak, when he saw He Zhengxiao making a silent gesture and coldly opened his long legs.
Far away from the bedroom, He Zhengxiao whispered: "Ash entered the House of Commons?" ”
The servant was stunned and quickly reacted, "Yes, ten minutes ago, Ash went to the Palace of Westminster, but instead of going to the House of Lords, he went to the House of Commons. ”
"The Prime Minister will not be stupid enough to let the Viscount go to the House of Commons."
The House of Commons is in the same Palace of Westminster, and they maintain a delicate balance with the meaning they represent behind them. There are also clear decrees in England that the nobility are not allowed to participate in the administration of the House of Commons, especially in elections, unless ......
The aristocracy renounced his identity.
"He's going to give up his viscount title, forgetting that he needs the Duke of Demville's consent."
He Zhengxiao put it in his trouser pocket with one hand, and took the coat handed by Uncle Zhong with the other hand, and in a meaningful low smile, he hid it deeply.
"I agree, though."
Uncle Zhong paused, "Young Master? ”
However, He Zhengxiao had already taken a big stride, he put on his long coat elegantly, took out the white gloves in the pocket of his coat, and put them on slowly and methodically.
"Wildcats of impure blood...... Let that group of lice jump, the more happy the jump, the heavier the stain, the worse the fall......"
Qiao Weihuan woke up to the sound of rustling, she opened her eyes in a daze, listened to the sound outside the window, and propped up half of her body to look out.
The black car started slowly, drove smoothly out of the manor, and slowly disappeared into shadows.
Qiao Weihuan yawned and got out of bed, and the maid respectfully invited her downstairs for breakfast, and then Qiao Weihuan opened her handbag and clicked on the mailbox.
Fang Shuyu still heard about the two of them returning to Manchester in the company, she was quite emotional, stuffed a large number of documents into Qiao Weihuan's mailbox, and attached a personal email at the end: Boss, come back and help me bring some souvenirs?
Qiao Weihuan threw the email into the trash bin with an expressionless face, and clicked on the other emails one by one.
He Zhengxiao deliberately brought her here, definitely not just to let her sleep. Ash is also a member of the Demnville family, so what could be a big battle for Ann next.
But the Foundation is still just an empty shelf, and she's going to have to find a time to go back, after the matter here is over.
At noon, Qiao Weihuan was ready to go out and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.
The maid had asked her very implicitly before, whether she would clean the bedroom every day after they went out, or set a fixed time?
She was a little panicked when she asked this, as if everyone thought that the two of them were very unrestrained, and they might not be absent when the time was set......
However, Qiao Weihuan could only say: "It's okay when we're not in the bedroom." ”
She was not in the bedroom in the morning, the maid had already cleaned it, and the large, comfortable bed had been restored to its proper appearance, and the fluffy pillows were raised high.
Under the pillow, a heavy black color popped out, which stood out from the plain beige bed.
Qiao Wei paused to tie her hair, she went over and put her hand under the pillow, and unexpectedly, her fingertips touched the cold metal.
I took it out and looked at it, and it was Glock.
Britain is notoriously low-armed or zero-armed, gun licenses are not so easy to get, and citizens are only issued with shotgun licenses, she is not a British citizen, this is also a handle/gun......
However, He Zhengxiao put it here, and it was clear that he wanted her to hold it.
Will it be dangerous?
Qiao Weihuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he checked Glock over and over again, and finally put it in his bag.
She and Amalia are at their university.
Qiao Weihuan spent a short university career in Manchester, and those years were almost the most free time in the first half of her life, and her impression of university was that there were blue skies and white walls, and countless youth.
Just in time for the third graduation ceremony of the year, Qiao Weihuan could smell full of memories. She and Amalia went to the scene, and by the window outside the building, they saw the students inside cheering with high spirits, and then pouring out like a tidal wave, hugging and ...... happily Kiss.
Qiao Weihuan stared at the pair of girls hugging and kissing together, and when she turned her head again, Amalia was blushing and laughing. She pointed to a slapstick couple not far away, "Look at that person, doesn't he look like the boy who confessed to you at the graduation ceremony?" ”
Qiao Weihuan pinched the bridge of his nose and curled his mouth slightly, "If he didn't have too many pimples, I would think it would be a good memory." ”
Her raised left hand was white and soft, and the opal on her ring finger reflected a brilliant halo.
Amalia chuckled and gently bumped her shoulder, "Cecil, are you married?" ”
"Nope."
“…… Didn't you? ”
Amalia looked at her ring finger in surprise, "I thought it was a wedding ring." ”
Qiao Weihuan stretched out her fingers and winked at Amalia, "I'll get married." ”
It's not that she has a big face, He Zhengxiao's obvious move, it makes no sense to say that he doesn't get married.
It's the Xu family, so if you want to get close to Demville, you must always pay attention to He Zhengxiao's news, I don't know if she came back with He Zhengxiao? Got it, can you still sit still?
Qiao Weihuan thought coldly, it was useless for them to know.
Suddenly, she heard a "sudden" sound coming from afar, and she followed the source of the sound, and then her eyes widened slightly.
Amalia next to her grabbed her arm, "My God......"
The leafy old elm trees hid the winding stone path, and the bustling graduates shuttled through it, and they all paused in unison, staring at the behemoth that drove from the other end of the path.
With a fortress-like body running over the stone road, and the hard tracks bending the spine of the tender grass, the young white man stood at the top and cheered at the stunned classmates: "Ladies and gentlemen, let's turn our graduation ceremony into a carnival!" ”
I actually drove a tank to the graduation ceremony???
Qiao Weihuan was shocked in place unprecedentedly, and the graduates with more fresh blood had already reacted, and they gathered towards the tank with joy.
"Oh my God, it's Tan/G! How did you get it? ”
"My grandfather was passed down from his grandfather and is now my tan/gram!"
"The headmaster must be sorry to let you graduate right now!"
"No, I think the headmaster might, and he wants to kill you now......"
The guy who opened the tank/gram laughed "hahaha", he jumped down from top to bottom, hooked the girl's arm and danced in a circle.
The lively and wild atmosphere spread in full swing in the school, and the graduates who were infected spontaneously joined in, and the hats were thrown all over the ground, and the graduation ceremony really became a carnival.
Qiao Weihuan stretched, caught a glimpse of Amalia's yearning expression, and patted her shoulder, "Go, I'll wait for you here." ”
Amalia shook her head hesitantly, "No, there are so many people, I'm a little scared." ”
Qiao Weihuan no longer persuaded her, she couldn't accompany Amalia to a place that was too chaotic, for fear that something would happen, and the man in the suit would not have time to react.
"Why don't we go to the library?"
Seeing Amalia nodding, Qiao Weihuan turned around, and then heard a voice: "...... Cecil?! ”
Qiao Weihuan paused, and subconsciously glanced at Amalia with her peripheral vision.
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