When you open it, you will find a small wax model of medicinal herbs, with the color and smell of medicinal herbs, which makes people better distinguish and learn. Of course, all the signs are Qi Wu Dawen, but Fei Lin thinks you'll like it. ”

"Sounds interesting," she said, her eyes twinkling, "Filin looking forward to it!"

"Should Filin move him a chair to sit on, ma'am?" Rem interjected.

"Oh, of course, Rem. Sit down, boy. Tell Film, what's wrong with you?"

"Filin ate some herbs from other countries, and then had a strong reaction. "yes, that's true. Rem helped Filin move a small stool, and he sat down gratefully, but still felt a feeling of fatigue set in.

"Oh, I see. She finally let go of my illness, took a breath, looked at Film, and then suddenly asked, "Tell Film, have you ever thought about getting married?"

Such an abrupt change of topic is completely in the style of Xingcai. Filin had to smile and try to concentrate on the question, and then he saw Ariana's rosy cheeks and dark hair fluttering in the wind. Ariana, I'll look for you tomorrow. Filin promised himself to go to Mud Bay.

"Kaz, don't do that! Filmin won't let you look at it like no one is there, do you hear that?

Filmin struggled to bring himself back to his senses. "It's not good...... "Film" replied truthfully, "I'm really tired today......

"Rem, pour this kid a glass of elderberry. He did look tired, maybe it wasn't the best time to chat. ”

Mrs. Xingcai made a decision. It was the first time she had looked at Filin so closely, and her eyes were full of genuine concern. "Perhaps!

After a while, she gently suggested, "Filin doesn't know your whole adventure yet. “

Film looked down at the pair of paddled hiking boots. The truth swirled in Film's mind, and then sank into the danger of letting her know the truth. "It's been a long journey.

Unpalatable food, filthy inns, sour beds and sticky tables, that's all. Film doesn't think you want to hear all the details. “

Strange things happen. The eyes met, and it was clear that she knew that Filin was lying.

She nodded slowly, accepted my lie, and looked away. Filin wondered how many times my father had lied to her like this, and how much effort had it taken her to accept it.

Rem placed the glass firmly in Filin's hand, and Filin raised his glass to take the first sip of refreshing sweetness. Filmin held his glass in both hands and grudging at Starlight. "Tell Film. Fei Lin spoke, but no matter how hard Fei Lin tried, his voice still trembled like an old man. Filin cleared his throat and steadied himself, "How are you doing? Filin can imagine that once Fort Buck has a queen, it really keeps you busy!

"Oh!" she said as if she had been pricked with a needle. She turned her head to look to the side, "You know that Fei Lin is very lonely, and his body is not very healthy, staying up late dancing and chatting has made Fei Lin lie in bed for two whole days. No. Filin met the queen and shared a table with her once or twice, but the young woman was busy adjusting to her new life, while Filin was old and weird, and just did what she liked......"

"Floya loves gardening as much as you do. Filmin said presumptuously. "She's probably the best......" My bones trembled and my teeth rattled before quieting. "Filmin is just ...... It's a bit cold. Filmin raised his glass again as if he had been relieved of his life.

Filmin stopped sipping, but deliberately gulped down. My hands shook, and the wine from the glass spilled onto my chin and dripped onto my shirt.

Filin jumped up in displeasure, and let the glass fall with both hands.

The glass hit the carpet and rolled away, leaving a trail of blood. Filin sat down abruptly again, clenching his arms and trying to stop the trembling. "Filmin is tired. ”

Filmin tried to explain. Rem took a piece of cloth and wiped my face lightly until Filin took it out of her hand.

Filmin wiped his chin with a cloth, and almost blotted the wine stains off his shirt. But when Filmin bent down to wipe the wine stains off the floor, my face almost hit the ground from falling.

"No, Kaz, don't worry about the wine, people just clean up.

You're so tired, and you're not well yet, so hurry back to your room and rest! When you've rested enough, you'll come to see the film, and you'll have something important to discuss, but it will take you a whole night.

You go now, boy, go to bed!"

Filin stood, grateful for the temporary deliverance, and cautiously maintained an elegant demeanor. Rem watched as Filin walked to the door, then stood there worriedly watching Filin walk to the landing. Filmin tried to walk steadily, not letting the walls and floor shake in front of my eyes. Filin stopped at the stairs and waved at her, then continued upstairs.

After walking three flights of stairs away from her sight, he stopped to lean against the wall to steady his breathing, raised his hands to cover his eyes from the bright candlelight, and dizziness filled his body like a tidal wave. When Filmin opened his eyes, his gaze turned into circles and circles in the rainbow in the fog. Filin closed his eyes and pressed his hands to them.

Filming heard the gentle footsteps descending the stairs and stopped at the top of the stairs two floors away from Film. "Are you alright, sir?" Filin asked in an uncertain tone when he heard someone.

"I drank too much. "Filmin lied, but you can imagine that the spilled wine made Filmin smell like a drunkard. "It'll be fine in a while. ”

"Let Filmin help you up the stairs, it's dangerous to fall here. The stern voice was full of disapproval.

Filin opened his eyes and looked at her through his fingers. Blue shirt. The servant's clothes were made of fine fabric, and she undoubtedly dealt with drunkards.

Filin shook her head, but she didn't care.

If it were Film, she would have done the same. Filin felt a strong hand grasp my upper arm and the other around my waist. "Let people go upstairs!" she encouraged Filin. Reluctantly, Filmin leaned against her and stumbled up to another landing.

"Thank you!" Flynn muttered thanks, thinking it was time for her to let go, but she continued to grab Flynn.

"Are you sure your room is on this floor? The servant's room is upstairs, you know. ”

Filin nodded reluctantly. "On the third floor, if you don't mind. ”

She was silent for a few moments. "That's the little bastard's room. It was a cold challenge.

Filming didn't rise to the challenge as he had done before, not even raising his head. "Yes, you can go. Filmin sent her away with the same cold heart.

She was closer. She grabbed me by the hair and lifted my face to look at her.

"New here!" she screamed angrily, "Filin should leave you here." ”

Fihrin looked up, unable to focus on her face, but it didn't matter, he recognized her, the contours of her face and the way her hair drooped forward to her shoulders, and the fragrance of her summer afternoon, and the feeling of relief hit Filyn like a tidal wave.

It's Ariana, my candle-making girl, Ariana. "You're still alive!" Flynn cried out, his heart beating like a hooked fish, hugging her and kissing her.

At least Filmin tried to kiss her. She stretched out her arms to push Filin away, and then said fiercely, "I will never kiss a drunk, that is the promise that Filin made to himself, and he will always keep this promise." Her tone was resolute.

"Filmin wasn't drunk, he was just sick. Fei Lin protested, and the feeling of excitement made Fei Lin even more dizzy, but he couldn't even stand on his feet. "It doesn't matter, you're here, and you're safe and sound. ”

She held Filmin steady, a reflex she had learned from taking care of her alcoholic father. "Oh, he knows, you're not drunk. Her tone was a mixture of disdain and disbelief. "You're not an errand runner for clerical work, nor are you a stable helper.

Do you always know people by lying? That always seems to be your end. ”

"Filmin wasn't lying. Filmin seemed to complain, confused by the anger in her tone, but hoping for the moment when people would look at each other. "Filin just didn't tell you...... It's too complicated.

Ariana, he's just glad you're safe and sound, and you're in Fort Buck! Filin thought he was going to find ......" She still grabbed Filin so that Filin could get on his feet. "Filmin wasn't drunk, really. Filmin lied just now, because admitting how weak Filmin was would make Filmin feel embarrassed. ”

"So you're still lying. Her tone was as sharp as a whiplash. "Lying should make you more embarrassed, newcomer. Or is it the exclusive right of the prince's son to lie?" she let go of Filin, who leaned feebly against the wall, trying to grasp the swirling thoughts while keeping himself straight.

"Filin is not the son of the prince," Filin finally spoke, "Filin is an illegitimate child, that's different, and yes, it's too embarrassing to admit it."

However, he never told you that Filin was not an illegitimate child, but he always felt that when he was with you, he was the new kid, which felt good, just because there were a group of friends who thought of Filin as a 'newcomer' rather than a 'little mongrel'. ”

Instead of answering, Ariana grabbed the placket of Filin's shirt more rudely than before, pulled Filin down the hallway and into my room. And Filmin was amazed at the power that women displayed when they were angry.

She pushed the door open with her shoulder, shoving Filin onto the bed like an enemy.

She let go as Filmin approached the bed, and he fell on the bed.

Filin straightened up and sat down reluctantly, clasped his hands between his knees, and trembled uncontrollably. Ariana stood there glaring at Film, who couldn't see her.

However, Filin was not discouraged, his love for Ariana would not be defeated so easily.