"Hey! Don't go! With that, Charlemagne hurried in front of Illya, blocking her way.

"Hey!" Charlemagne smiled, his expression was slightly embarrassed, he didn't know what was wrong today, he had always been shy when facing girls in the past, he had never shown such an expression at this time.

At the same time as Charlemagne was embarrassed, Illya was also quite embarrassed, although they were very close, they didn't dare to look at each other's faces at all.

But Charlemagne was a man after all, he plucked up the courage to look at the girl with eyebrows in front of him, and said with a slight stumble: "We...... Let's go for a walk in the garden! ”

After he finished speaking, he was also a little worried in his heart, for fear that his abruptness would make the beautiful and delicate girl in front of him feel afraid.

However, he still had no similar experience, and in the past, the women around him had willingly climbed into his bed because of his status, hoping that Charlemagne, who was the heir of the earl at that time, would notice them.

Therefore, Charlemagne has countless women hugging him as long as he beckons, and of course he doesn't know what to pay attention to when chasing girls.

But after all, Illya also has a good impression of Charlemagne, so she didn't refuse immediately.

Her hands were fiddling with the hem of her skirt because of nervousness, and she was biting her lower lip when she lowered her head, and her heart was very tangled.

Inside, she would like to have an intimate relationship with Charlemagne, but morally speaking, he and she are the ones who have a fiancé after all.

While having a fiancé and having a crush on other men, it makes her feel very tormented.

However, she couldn't restrain the emotion in her heart, and in the end, he still couldn't refuse Charlemagne's invitation, she looked at the handsome young man in front of her with an expectant expression on her face, a trace of tears oozed from her eyes, nodded, and said in an undetectable voice: "Okay! ”

Charlemagne was ecstatic when he heard this, he had this feeling for the first time in a woman's body, it was a sweet feeling, he looked at the petite and delicate and beautiful girl in front of him, and he couldn't wait to hold her in his arms and rub her into his body to wreak havoc.

But he knew that he must not be so abrupt, and that might frighten the lovely girl in front of him who was as pure as a white kitten.

The feeling of restraint made him uncomfortable and sweet at the same time, and Illya felt a sense of accomplishment when she agreed.

Charlemagne's tall figure walked in front, and Illya followed Charlemagne's footsteps like a frightened kitten that had been cautiously frightened.

Charlemagne always wanted to look back at the appearance of this little girl, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart.

It's spring, the snow has almost melted, and the weather is getting warmer.

Walking out of the palace, there is a garden planted with a variety of colorful flowers.

The two of them walked to the garden door, and Charlemagne stopped, he was now less nervous, and his mood calmed down.

He turned closer to Elijah, who was still quite nervous at this time, and she looked up at Charlemagne with an innocent expression.

Such a weak expression pierced the softest place in Charlemagne's heart like the softest arrow, arousing the desire to protect in his heart.

Charlemagne said softly: "There is a garden in front, you follow me closely, don't get lost!" ”

"Hmm!" Illya nodded, biting her lower lip and said.

This time, after the two entered the garden, they walked forward side by side, walking and walking, and in this dim garden, there was an inexplicable feeling permeating the two of them.

In order to take care of Illya, who is not tall, Charlemagne deliberately slowed down.

"Look at that flower, how beautiful!" Charlemagne said, pointing to a flower.

Illya looked in the direction Charlemagne pointed, and sure enough, there was a purple flower bigger than a fist, which looked extremely delicate, even if Illya was an imperial princess, there were not many flowers like this.

"yes, it's beautiful!" Illya, after all, was a girl, and was naturally interested in beautiful things, and she muttered, "This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!" ”

Looking at these flowers, she even forgot the tension in her heart for a while, and admired from the bottom of her heart.

Charlemagne, on the other hand, rolled his eyes, and then said mysteriously: "This flower is indeed beautiful, but I have seen something more beautiful than it!" ”

Seeing that Charlemagne said so mysteriously, Illya was a little curious, looked at him with an inquiring expression, and asked curiously, "What is that?" ”

Charlemagne smiled slightly when he saw that he had succeeded in attracting her curiosity, but he still had a serious expression on his face.

He looked at Illya and said, "Isn't there something more beautiful than the flower just now right in front of my eyes?" ”

Charlemagne looked at Illya with an affectionate expression and praised her from the bottom of his heart, looking at her as if he were looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

Illya was ashamed when she heard this, and her whole face suddenly turned blood-red, and this color spread all the way to the back of her neck, which was originally as white as ivory.

She felt that her face was extremely hot at this time, and she was afraid that even beating an egg on it would be scalded.

She never thought that Charlemagne would praise herself in such words, although she was extremely shy, but there was still some joy in her heart.

"Don't ...... No kidding! I...... How can I have this beautiful flower......" Illya said shyly.

"Nope! What I said is true! Charlemagne walked up and grabbed Illya by the shoulders and told her to look at herself.

Illya was almost ashamed at this time, she looked up at the young man in front of her, and his golden hair became more and more handsome in the moonlight, and his pale blue eyes were as bright as heart dust, revealing incomparable wisdom.

And she also has an illusion that she seems to see a strong love for herself in these eyes like stars.

"You will always be the most beautiful in my heart! Whether it's the moon in the sky, or the flowers on the earth, or the beautiful wood elves, they can't compare to you! ”

Charlemagne said, hugging Illya into his arms fiercely, touching her soft, smooth skin like ivory, Charlemagne didn't have any desire at this time, only a strong love permeated.

And Illya was also stunned at this time, she didn't expect Charlemagne to hug herself at all.

And she was surprised to find that she was still very attached to and liked the feeling of being held in Charlemagne's arms, sniffing the inexplicable breath of his body, listening to the sonorous heartbeat in his chest, her face was red like an apple again, which made her feel hot.