Silent tea party.

More precisely, there should be not many words, the topic is profound, and it gives people the feeling that it is not that the host deliberately neglects the guests, but that after eliminating the spice of gossip, the guests can not keep up with the rhythm of the host in the field of literature and art.

This kind of topic that rises and falls at first glance is like the waves, soft and tame, washing the reef in waves, but the stubborn rocks are always not open.

It is also like the lord's majesty, even in the same wide hall, it still makes people look up and bow down.

What Siegfried gave to others was such a persona, with a noble erudition that the whole Martinique had never had, and people couldn't help but feel an irrepressible admiration for the kingdom just by looking at him.

But Miss Emily still had doubts in her mind.

Although the refreshments in her hand were very sweet and the host's etiquette was very thoughtful, she still felt an imperceptible sadness and alienation with the girl's intuition.

In fact...... So far, she has only known Siegfried for two days, but every time they meet, she can clearly distinguish the broad and tall back, which is getting farther and farther away, and she can't catch up with or catch it.

Recalling the first meeting on the edge of the tidal flat, Siegfried's enthusiasm was like the scorching sun, with the heat that scorched everything, and easily left an indelible mark on her heart that will not be erased for a lifetime.

Then came the second meeting, the night banquet, where she learned of Siegfried's identity, and her attitude inevitably became reserved.

Siegfried's grief seems to have started at that time, and it was not evident at first, but he was much more polite and restrained in his manners, and he did not even exceed the rules for a moment when he danced together.

Today, then, the alienation and grief were all the more evident, and he deftly maneuvered between her and Zilned, so that no one would have the thought of being left out, but Miss Emily always felt that Siegfried seemed to prefer to speak to Zilned......

Could it be that it was his own restraint that hurt his delicate heart and made him misunderstand, thinking that the falling flowers were intentional and the flowing water was ruthless?

How could it be!

Miss Emily panicked, and raised her eyes to see the sunset, and the distant mountains gilded.

"It's beautiful, sunset......" she struggled to find a topic.

"The sun was sinking in the west, and the three of us hid in the woods in the afterglow of the setting sun, and my calm, innocent heart could hardly imagine a sweeter state than I had then......"

Miss Emily froze, "Excuse me?" ”

Yacharin smiled bitterly: "It's Mr. Rousseau's "New Elyce", a very moving letter, which can make people feel the interweaving of helplessness and longing between the lines. He was a great man, and in my opinion he was not far behind Baudelaire and Mr. Lear. ”

Miss Emily also felt the feeling of helplessness and longing, obviously it was such a fiery feeling, and it was obvious that Siegfried was trying so hard to cope with her......

But she had only heard of Rousseau's name, and heard that he liked to make a big deal in the field of politics, and she never knew that he was still a poet and writer.

She didn't know the context of that sentence, and she didn't know what "New Elesis" was talking about......

What a sad story!

Acharin seemed to see her embarrassment, gently put down the cup, and stood up: "When the sun and the moon alternate, the sun still rules this world. Anie, I've got a gift for you, have you heard of the Roma who have just arrived in town? ”

"Roma? The pagans who can foresee the future? ”

"It's not that accurate." Acharin waved his hand, "Their power is divination, and they seek advice from the Lord with a pious heart, not foreknowledge. In addition, they are all believers in God, just like us. ”

Miss Emily's eyes sparkled, "Divination, is it accurate?" ”

"Don't believe it, I always feel that people can't completely entrust their future to the Lord, and that will overwhelm the Lord."

"You're so wise."

Acharin was noncommittal: "Aini, do you want to meet the soothsayer?" I brought her in. ”

Regardless of the era, women seem to be unresistant to skills such as divination and foresight, and the more clear the future, the more enthusiastic they are about such things.

The maid led Miss Emily to the makeshift divination tent, and Acharin fell a few steps back and accompanied Zilned.

"Major, why don't you talk to Aini more? Silence and silence will not make a lady fall in love with you, don't live up to my kindness. ”

Zilned suddenly felt the urge to stand up and salute......

"You're so knowledgeable, that ......"

"What do you think I'm talking about?"

"It's not! It's just that demure socializing is not what I'm good at, and the purpose is marriage, and I always feel ...... The methods of the past were not suitable. ”

"Looks like you've thought about it too...... I'm sorry. ”

"Where, I am always grateful for my husband's care!"

"Really?" Acharin laughed inexplicably, "Don't let the lady wait long, let's go." ”

……

The purple yurt stood by the small pond of the manor's horse farm, surrounded by men in Roma costumes who were silently busy, all with their heads bowed, looking timid.

Miss Emily was led into the tent by the maid, her eyes adjusting to the dim candlelight in the tent, and began to receive messages again.

The tent was empty, without any superfluous decorations, except for a gorgeous carpet in the middle of the tent.

On the opposite side of the blanket were a woman, two men and three people.

Two men stood in the back, side by side with their hands behind their backs. The shorter one, dressed in a distinctly Roma costume with a serious expression, was Bell. Miss Emily, who was taller, happened to know none other than the leader of the guard, Lorraine, who had never been introduced to his name.

The woman, Noah, knelt between two men and the blanket, facing the tent door, dressed in a translucent gown of gold gauze, covering her head and face, revealing only her eyes.

The bold outfit corresponds to her conservative temperament, and the pure black lining is reflected under the gauze dress, which looks like it covers the wrist to the neck, without revealing any excess skin.

In front of her was a dark purple crystal ball, surrounded by a short sword, a crystal cup in the shape of a conch, and twenty-two candlesticks.

The light is refracted and shuttled through these bright and shiny objects, reflecting the purple and orange colors, intertwined with light and dark, making people intoxicated.

Miss Emily, however, could not be intoxicated, and the thought of Siegfried's chief of the guard watching the secret divination made her face feverish.

Lorraine saw Miss Emily's hesitation and whispered, "The origin of the Roma is unknown, and the investigation is not sufficient, and there is no corroboration. The young lady is a daughter, and the owner asks me to stay in the tent to protect your safety. ”

"Siegfitta...... But ......"

Lorraine flipped her hand and flashed two balls of cotton in front of Miss Emily: "The value of guarding is to guard, I have no intention of probing your privacy, and what happens next will definitely be tight-lipped as a bottle." ”

"Really?"

Lorraine shoved cotton into her ears in front of everyone: "I swear to God, not to listen, not to speak." ”

Miss Emily's mind calmed down.

There were no chairs in the tent, and like Noya in front of her, she knelt down with her skirt and asked tentatively, "Are you Roma's soothsayer?" ”

Noah shook her head slowly: "I am the mouthpiece of the Lord, and divination is only a title given to me by the ignorant. ”

"Are you sure?"

"The Lord will pass on my advice to you, not right or wrong, but only a statement. As for how you adopt and interpret it is your freedom, there is no true understanding of the gospel, but the true interpretation exists in the human heart. ”

Miss Emily straightened her back, "Can you do anything?" ”

"All things in the world are the concern of the Lord." Noah pretended to mysteriously lower her voice, "Can we start?" ”

"Yes, please get started......"