Fei Lin said stiffly, "I ask you to allow Fei Lin to take leave tomorrow, because Fei Lin has ...... There are private matters to be dealt with. ”

He made Filin stand for a moment, then said, "Oh, sit down, Kaz, don't do that."

Fei Lin guessed that Fei Lin was really narrow-minded, and the thought of His Majesty made Fei Lin fall into such an emotional state.

Of course you can take a leave of absence tomorrow, boy.

If someone asks, just say you help Film. Can Filmin ask what kind of urgency it is?"

Filin stared at the flames that danced in the fire. "Filin has a friend who lives in Mud Bay, and he has to find out ......"

"Oh, Kaz. Hermes's voice was filled with more sympathy, more than Filmin could bear.

A sudden feeling of exhaustion hit him, and he was glad that he could finally sit down, only to find that his hands began to tremble.

Filin put his hands under the table and clenched them tightly so that the shaking would stop.

Filin could still feel the tremors, but at least no one saw my weakness now.

He cleared his throat. "Go back to your room and rest!" he said kindly, "do you need someone to ride you to Muddy Bay to-morrow?"

Filmin shook his head sluggishly, suddenly convinced that he was going to discover the tragic truth, and the thought was unpleasant.

Another shiver swept through my body, and he tried to breathe slowly to calm himself down, not to fall into this threatening illness again, because Filin couldn't stand such a gaffe in front of Hermes.

"It's Film, it's not you. Filmin is ignoring your serious illness. He stood up in silence and placed his glass in front of Firin.

"It's you who bear this kind of injury on behalf of Filin. It was a shock to let such a scourge befall you. ”

Fihrin forced himself to look Hermes in the eye. He saw through my lust, deep and clear, and with a deep sense of guilt.

"It's usually not that bad. Filin said to him.

He smiled at Filin, but his eyes didn't change. "You're a clever liar, Kaz. Don't think your training is all in vain.

However, he is so used to being with you that you can't lie to someone who knows you so well, not just these days, but also the days when you are sick.

If someone else says to you, 'Filin knows how you feel.

You may think it's just a polite remark, but Filmin will think it's true, and Filmin knows you as well as Borges.

Filin thinks that Filin shouldn't let you pick a stallion in the next few months, but instead stretches out my arm to you.

If you're willing, let Filmin help you back to your room to rest. ”

"I'll do it myself. Filmin replied stubbornly. Filmin sensed that he respected Film, but he also easily saw my weakness.

Filin just wants to be alone and hide herself. Nodding his head, he knew it in his heart.

"If only you were proficient in arcane spells. Filmin can give you strength, just as Filmin often draws strength from you. ”

"Film, can't. Fei Lin muttered, to replace your own with someone else's strength?

Filmin couldn't hide my displeasure, but when Filmin saw the shame in his eyes, he regretted it.

"Filin used to be so proud. He said quietly.

"Go and rest, boy. He slowly turned away from the film, and as he was busy putting the ink and parchment back on the table, he quietly left.

People are bored here all day, the sky outside is dark, and the castle is filled with the smell of winter nights.

The stage in the hall is cleared, and people gather around the fireplace in the hall to watch the bards sing, or to watch the puppeteers tell wonderful stories with great skill.

Some people will make arrows while watching, and some will do needlework all the time, kid

Children spin tops and play grid jumping games, or doze off on their parents' knees or shoulders.

Everything is so peaceful and peaceful, and the fierce winter wind outside also protects the people.

Filmin walked cautiously like a drunk, avoiding crowds.

Filin bent his arms and shoulders bent, his arms still shaking. Filmin slowly walked up the first staircase, walking in a daze. When you reach the steps in the middle of the stairs, allow yourself to stop

Count to ten, then force yourself to keep climbing the stairs.

When Filin took the first step, he saw Rem walking down quickly.

Although she was plump and old, she still walked like a child.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she exclaimed, "You're here!" as soon as she saw Film, as if Filmin was the big scissors she had put in the sewing basket, but she had taken them out and placed them in the wrong place.

She grabbed my arm and turned Filmin down the hallway. "Filin keeps going up and down this staircase today as usual, my God, you've grown taller.

It's all your fault that Mrs. Xingcai wants you to kill you! she's been waiting for you to knock on her door at any time, and she's glad to know you're back. ”

She paused to look up at Filin with her bird-like eyes. "It was this morning. She confided to Film, and then said, "You're really sick! Look at your dark circles." “

Before she could reply, she continued: "By the end of this afternoon before you had even come to the room, she felt humiliated and angry, and at dinner she was so angry at your recklessness that she had not eaten at all.

Since then, she has decided to listen to rumors that you are seriously ill.

She was sure that you either passed out somewhere, or that Borges hid you in the stables and took care of you like a horse and a dog.

Now you're here, go in, ma'am, he's coming. Then, she sent Filin into the starry room of the babbling words, hidden a strange overtone, as if to avoid something.

Filin hesitantly walked into the room, wondering if Stars was sick or had suffered some misfortune.

But even so, her habits have not changed at all, and the room is still the same, with lush green plants growing luxuriantly.

There are also some fallen leaves on the ground, and the scene in front of him is telling Fei Lin at this time, Xingcai, who likes the new and hates the old, seems to have found something new to be interested in.

Two dove ornaments are new to her glass menagerie, while about a dozen horse ornaments are scattered throughout the room.

A thick laurel candle burned on the table, emitting a pleasant fragrance, and the dried flowers and herbs in the tray beside it were stained with dripping wax, and bundles of peculiar carving, which seemed to be the divination tablets used by the Qizida, were about to suffer.

As soon as Filin entered the room, her strong little came up to greet Filin.

Filin stopped to stroke it, wondering if Filin could still stand up.

To disguise Filin's sluggishness when he got up from vertigo, he carefully picked up a small piece of slate.

It looks old, and it doesn't seem to be used for divination. Starlight turns away from her loom to greet Filin.

"Oh, get up, don't make a fuss!" she said loudly as she saw Filmin bow her head.

"It's stupid to get down on one foot!

Or do you think kneeling down will make Filmin forget your recklessness? You didn't come back to see Film!

Hey, that's what you gave me?

Oh, that's very well conceived! How did you know that Filmin was working on these tablets?

You know, he's searched all the libraries in the castle, but he hasn't found any records of divination tablets!"

She picked up the small slate from Film's hand and smiled at Film, as if it was a gift for her, and Rem winked at Filmin behind her, and he shrugged his shoulders in response.

Glancing back at Mrs. Rainbow, she saw that she had placed the small stone slab on top of a pile of rickety stone slabs, and then turned to look at Film.

She was kind to Filin one moment, but the next she showed a displeased look.

Her hazel eyes were furrowed with brows, and her small mouth was closed in a line, but the reproachful look was ruined by the way she walked up to Filin with two ivy leaves in her hair.

"Please forgive Film. Filin said, boldly pulling the ivy leaf away from her messy dark curls.

She took the leaf from Filin's hand and placed it on top of the small stone slab.

"Where have you been these months, and you are still needed here!" she asked. "Your aunt came a few months ago.

Not only do you miss out on the formal wedding, but you also miss out on wedding receptions, dance celebrations, and aristocratic gatherings. Filmin is here to make everyone respect you like a prince's son, but you avoid all social responsibilities.

And when you got home, you didn't come to see the film, but only dressed in tatters and went to the fort like a worker to talk to someone. How did you cut your hair like this?"

This is the wife of Film's father, who was once horrified by the fact that he had an illegitimate child before marriage, and went from hating Filmin to caring for Filmin so much that it was sometimes more difficult to deal with than she hated Film.

"Haven't you thought that there is a more important social responsibility here than hanging out with Borges and taking care of the horses?"

"I'm very sorry, ma'am. Experience has taught Filin not to argue with Constellation, and her unique way of winning Silverlight's heart.

If Fei Lin is in good spirits one day and is disrupted like this, it can make Fei Lin distracted, and tonight he feels a little powerless to parry.

"Filin had been ill for a while, and he couldn't make the journey home because of it. After the film recovered, the weather delayed people's return dates, and it was a pity that they missed the wedding. ”

"That's it? that's the only reason you're late?" she said sharply, as if she suspected that Filin had a wicked plan.

"That's right. Filmin replied solemnly. "But Filin does miss you. My bag contains a gift for you, and he hasn't brought it from the stable yet, but Filin will bring it to you tomorrow. ”

"What is it?" she replied like a curious child.

Filin took a deep breath and really wanted to go back to his room and go to bed at this moment. "It's a delicate herb, and it's not suitable for carrying gorgeous herbs on long journeys.

Instead of teaching herb concoction with slate or scrolls, the Qizida people used wooden boxes like this one instead.