The "two" Kerwell drove out of the street on the other side of the manor in a carriage.

"Sorry for interrupting the pleasant conversation between the two of you, please get in the car first. ”

Liu Nian reluctantly returned the sword to Boro and stepped forward to board the carriage. Boro didn't behave like a gentleman like Xue Ren, he just stood behind Liu Nian and watched her walk into the carriage.

"Let's go to Miss Liunian's house first, you won't have any objection to that. ”

Kewell explained to Boro, who had not yet gotten into the car, that Liunian's home was not very far away from the interior of the Imperial City.

"No, I'll send her back first. Boro followed and boarded the carriage.

Liu Nian sat on the opposite side of Boro, during which the two of them looked out the window and thought about different things without saying a word.

Yan Yan was still eating his dinner at the table in the hall, and he seemed to feel something.

"You can help me get all the leftovers from the table. Yan pointed to the two remaining portions of food on the table.

The maid beside her was a little flattered, although it was eaten by others, but these foods could no longer be said to be delicious to them, they could only smell and watch their masters eat in the past, and it was impossible for them to enjoy themselves.

"Take it all. Just keep this one of mine."

"Thank you, master. Several maids walked up and took all the plates, and one of them looked at the wine on the table for a moment.

"Why do you want this?" Words read her thoughts.

"No, I don't dare. The maid shook her head

"Don't you dare to ask for it or don't want it?" Yan Yan looked at her with interest, picked up the red wine himself, poured two glasses and left them on the table, "You can take this too, I don't like to drink it very much." ”

"Thank you, master. The maid clasped the bottle to her chest in both hands and left with the maids.

You can hear their laughter in the hallway.

"Come out, I've all sent them away. Yan Shuo picked up a knife and fork and continued to cut the meat chops on the plate.

"You're such a good man, and you're going to share it with them for such a luxurious dinner. A dark figure stepped out of a corner of the hall, his voice hoarse, a few straight, dry hairs sticking out of the robe above his head.

"What else is going to do? throw it away?" he said, stopping his movements and looking up at the person in front of him. "You should also know that these foods are not easy to come by, just some of them are equivalent to two weeks' rations for ordinary people. ”

Yan said that he used a fork to pick up a piece of meat and stuff it into his mouth, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to see his refusal: "People are old, and even their teeth are useless." ”

He smiled and shook his head, continuing to cut up the other pieces of meat.

Cthulhu stood still and could clearly see that he had shrunk the chops even further, and after doing so, he began to cut a few cuts in the cut for himself to chew.

"What is the purpose of your coming to me this time?" Yan asked vaguely with a piece of meat in his mouth.

"There's nothing I can't be a guest on. ”

"Absolutely. He smiled and pointed to the seat next to him, "Please be seated."

Cthulhu was unceremonious and walked straight over and sat down in his chair.

Picked up the wine glass on the table, put it in his hand, and shook it, "I don't know why those nobles always have such a habit when drinking. ”

Cthulhu stared at the booze in his hand, "Does this make this thing different?"

"Shaking the glass allows the wine to come into full contact with the air to increase its flavor. Yan explained, picking up his glass of red wine by the way, "But it's the same for people like me who don't like to drink too much." ”

Yan Shuo took a bite and swallowed it along with the pieces of meat.

Cthulhu didn't seem to have any intention of drinking it, but he kept shaking.

"I'm planning to start creating new works in the near future. ”

"That's good. Yan said as he looked at his plate.

"About the woman called the flower lady......" Cthulhu's glass suddenly stopped, "I'm going to use her as a model." ”

"That's even better, just enough to fill my last room. As long as I finish this, even if I die, I don't have any regrets. A smile appeared on Yan Yan's face.

"I haven't seen her dance. The glass in Cthulhu's hand resumed movement.

"I've seen it, but I'm sorry I can't help you with this. Yan shook Cthulhu five times, as if five times was enough to bring it to his lips and take a sip.

"I can tell you her dance moves, but I can't tell you her charm. Half-cocking his glass, he leaned his face closer to Cthulhu and gave him a deep look.

"I admit that your talent in sculpture can be described by the word magical. But the Moon Song can't be achieved by relying on the word magic alone, it also needs miracles. "Words leaning back in a chair" can also be said to be a miracle, because only in this way can the deepest things in her heart be revealed. ”

"Miracle ......" Cthulhu put his hand on the table, perhaps the second time he had seen it. Or maybe a few more times, but he couldn't remember it well.

"But I believe that even if there is no miracle, I will be able to give soul to this work. ”

Cthulhu put down his glass and stood up. The chair behind him rubbed against the ground making a monotonous noise.

"I'll come back to you when I'm done with this piece. With that, Cthulhu began to walk towards the courtyard outside the hall, and when he was near the exit, he suddenly spoke, "The man who came to your manor today is not an ordinary person, and his identity may be heavier than that prince." ”

"Yes, thank you for the reminder," Yan didn't intend to ask, because he knew that no matter how much he asked Cthulhu what he didn't want or didn't want to answer, he wouldn't say a word.

The shadow walked out of the hall and into the courtyard, and the gardener in the night saw a shadow walking past his eyes, but he rubbed his eyes and found nothing.

Yan said that there was no superfluous action, and there was still meat steak left in front of him.

It seemed that he was tired of cutting, so he simply filled the rest of the meat steak into his mouth.

I drank a whole glass of red wine before I could barely swallow it.

Picking up the glass that Cthulhu had been shaking, he put it under his nose and sniffed it, "It seems to be a little stronger." ”

I put it to my mouth and took a sip, and my expression was a little dazed, "There is no taste?"

Looking at the dark shadow that had long disappeared into the night, Yan laughed, took the red wine to the fireplace, and poured it in. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Looking for the Flower Spirit Claw Book House" for free for the first time.