When the guards marched from the city of Tarsus, all the Praetorian Guards soldiers saw that under the banner, the Grand Duke actually grew a majestic beard on the corner of his mouth, and although they were surprised in their hearts, they saw the large shoulder chariots embroidered with icons on all four sides of the drapes carried by the servants behind them, and they probably understood what was going on, so they raised their weapons and flags in turn, and marched in silent formation, not daring to say anything to each other. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I heard that the great barbarian gave you three or four very beautiful Ani maidens." As her shoulders swayed, Anna smiled and asked the silent little sunfish sitting beside her.

"It is the hateful big brown bear who has betrayed you by taking advantage of my desires and tempting me to be unfaithful." Agnes lowered her head and whispered in defense.

"What's the ...... about this," said Anna, heartily, "doesn't that bear steal it himself?" ”

"However, he really didn't get involved with other women's ...... during the camp in Vanka," the little sunfish was in a hurry, and actually defended Gawain, and then she stopped talking in embarrassment, because it was more like she had been bought by a brown bear if she continued.

"Okay, okay, isn't this equivalent to Gawain's reward for you, isn't your ambition to collect all the beautiful girls in the entire plateau and the holy sea?" Anna said that I was just asking with concern, she was looking radiant today, and she looked very beautiful in mood and appearance.

On the hill northeast of Seleucia, the pilgrim hall post area that has surrounded this place has long been crowded with people, whether it is pilgrims, merchants, or the hospitality of the pavilion, or passers-by, admirers, or craftsmen and workers who have participated in this project, they are all standing on the street or on the terrace of the pavilion building, wearing their most beautiful clothes, and cheering loudly at the completed "John the Baptist and St. Paul Evangelical Hospital" standing on it. All the Confessional churches of Seleucia rang the bell of blessing in unison, and it stood there in such a calm and beautiful manner, as if it were receiving prostration from the surrounding market towns and harbors, and its height had surpassed the Acropolis of Seleucia.

Patriarch Anselm, who had a serious expression, and Gottschalke, the president of the Reformed Order, were dressed in solemn and rich robes and crowns, and led all the monks and members of the Reformist Society, escorted by the members of the Brotherhood, to huddle around a reliquary cart pulled by a donkey, which contained the "middle finger bone of the Holy Apostle" borrowed by the Orson family (Gawain, as a person who was not very interested in religious fanaticism, did not collect more holy relics, and temporarily borrowed this thing from General Orson to replenish the number), and went out from the west gate of Seleucia, Bypassing the agora of Akum, and then turning back into the streets of the Guanyi district, they gathered and waited in front of the entrance of the Great Hospital, which was crowded on both sides of the procession with exuberant men and women, cheering and praising the honor and faith that the Great Hospital had brought to all the Seleucians.

About the second hour of the morning, the Grand Duke himself rode a black mare, and under the more enthusiastic welcome and escort of the people, accompanied by the purple-clothed princess's shoulders, appeared at the door of the baths in the pavilion area, where in front of the notice boards and arches, many warblers dressed in full costumes and shouted hoarsely to the mighty Grand Duke and the handsome campmaster, "To spend the night with a man like them is to die willingly!" Many warblers were in tears, waving the silk handkerchiefs in their hands.

But soon, first Melo dismounted, smiled and took out his beautiful wife, Chise, from her shoulder, and then politely helped out the beautiful "Lady Celeadeo" Ingrid, who was already pot-bellied.

"Die, ugly bastard! Disgusted, let go of the hand of the camping manager, what is coming at us! At this moment the warblers at the entrance of the baths and in front of the windows upstairs were glaring and shouting noisily, and vied to speak disrespectfully to Merlot's wife.

"Hello everyone, may Our Lady bless you." Ingrida in the back, holding her uncovered abdomen with one hand, waved joyfully to the crowd with the other hand.

"It's Mrs. Colo-Adion, it's Mrs. Colo-Adiono." There were many girls in the crowd who were under the age of marriage, dressed in simple clothes, and it was evident that most of them were daughters of immigrants who could not afford a beautiful wedding dress, and when they saw the iconic blonde Ingrid, as if they had seen their own virgin, they squeezed out, and fell down before her, and begged with a loud voice for her generosity and shelter—young girls from all over Seleucia wished to work in her weaving or paper workshops, and this lady was said to treat all the women workers as if they were sisters, And high salaries are offered to skilled people.

"Hello everyone, hello everyone." But the blonde-haired, fair-skinned lady in front of her seemed to be a little silly, and would only say this sentence over and over again, and then wave in all directions.

"Who's that?" The warblers in the bathing buildings all gathered by the windows of the street, and were very curious about the widow who lived in seclusion, "I really envy her turquoise eyes, and the pair of hot signs on her chest, and the suffocating golden hair." ”

"This is actually the woman of the Grand Duke, and the child in her womb is also the flesh and blood of the Grand Duke, and it is said that when the Grand Duke was serving in Bari City, this person took the initiative to cross the sea and hook up." An old and sophisticated warbler squeezed her eyebrows and said to the sisters around her.

"Underground relations? It's just hateful! What a bad moral! Many of the warblers angrily pointed at the widows on the shoulders of the street and cursed, but the widows smiled and waved at them when they saw them.

"Big brute, go and take down the Bithynian cow. It is not like a word to ask the camping manager to help the woman outside his wife. Anna, who was in the front of her shoulder, sat behind the curtain and said softly to Gawain.

With the wailing of the warblers in the bath, the tall Gawain walked over, and sure enough, he took the crook of the widow's arm, and with the other hand thoughtfully supported her waist, making the widow smile like a flower.

The third shoulder fell down, and out of it came a mediocre man of appearance and ability, who was none other than Polibi. Bletchamios, his deceased father, the former lord of Cilicia, gave him a "gift certificate" for the inauguration of the great hospital—he tried to laugh, but no one in the crowd noticed him, and then he had to take his beautiful wife, Sibila, out of his shoulder.

"Oh, it's disgusting, how can such a beautiful lady have such a stupid and incompetent husband!" The attention of the bathing warbler shifted to the pair again, and began to chatter and comment.

The horn sounded suddenly, and Anna, the purple-clothed princess sitting in the first shoulder seat, opened the curtain with both hands, carrying the Qiling gold crown, and the blue porcelain pendants on each side of the eyebrows, draped with diamond ceremonial shawls, and finally walked out.

"Shhh......h (To be continued.) )