There will be no force of one person to destroy the country in this article, and the protagonist's hanging will not go against the sky. www.biquge.info In addition, why do you remind me every day that chapter names can't be too long, the soul of my long chapter names is burning, ahhh

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After several days of sunny weather, the dark clouds finally ushered in, and the chill that had just been dissipated by the spring breeze gathered again and returned to the world. The pedestrians on the road wrapped their clothes tightly, lowered their heads to meet the yin wind that still hid a hint of coldness, and accelerated the pace of their feet.

A carriage quietly left the imperial capital without making a wave.

Through the crystal carriage window, Celeste kept looking back at the distant imperial capital, revealing a reluctant expression.

The Imperial Capital was so much fun that it was an eye-opener for Celeste, and if she had a choice, she really wanted to spend a few more days in the Imperial Capital to give her more time to explore the increasingly bloated city. But she knew that Ortrenburg couldn't do without Rennes, so she never tried to stay even longer for a day, and silently followed Rennes and got on the carriage back to Ortrenburg.

In the carriage, the index and middle fingers of Wren's left hand rubbed and rubbed against each other, and the two dull copper rings rubbed against each other, making a hoarse metal grinding sound. He didn't know what the ring really represented or why it was hidden in the cave. If the ring was big, what did the ring mean because he had never seen it, and what did the mother who didn't know where it was, who she was, how did she own it, and why did she leave him such a precious thing?

Wren hadn't thought about this matter carefully before, but after coming to the imperial capital this time, his doubts about his parents had deepened a lot. If his mother was just an ordinary person, an ordinary nobleman, how did Wren's father take a fancy to her and agree that she was pregnant with the blood of the Arcanian family? Wasn't he afraid that the blood of the child born would be tainted by the blood of mortals? If he took into account these things, and from Wren's current situation, then could he prove a point - Wren's mother also possessed divine blood?

If this is the case, the extremely pure blood in Wren's body has been properly explained, but at the same time, another question arises, if his mother is also a golden nobleman, why didn't he stand up to Wren's father last year, let him be constantly beaten, and finally kick his legs? Why didn't this woman stand up to comfort Wren after he died? Instead of standing up as a family member to arrange the funeral of Wren's father, she hid in the crowd like a strange invisible person?

Wren couldn't help but ask himself, am I an illegitimate child?

Perhaps this answer could explain why Wren's mother did not show up, as he was an illegitimate child and his birth was not blessed by both families. But this is not right, if he is really an illegitimate child, I am afraid that he will be killed before he is born, and the life of the nobility can be eroded, but it is absolutely impossible to get pregnant unmarried. Since both parties chose to give birth to Wren and let him have the right to inherit the first line, it means that his birth is above board and blessed by the people.

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became, the more he slammed his eyes tightly and slapped his forehead twice with the base of his palm. Celeste, who was looking out the window at the gloomy sky, turned her head sharply, and she stood up with the corner of her skirt raised, and the carriage was wide and had plenty of room to stand. She stretched out her hands, pressed her palms on Wren's temples, and with a little force, she pressed and rubbed hard, "Isn't it comfortable?

Wren enjoyed Celeste's service, humming a few negative syllables in his nose, and Celeste was a little worried about Rayne's body. Since Wren came back early yesterday morning, she clearly felt that Wren seemed to be in some kind of trouble, and his strength was a little overdrawn. He hadn't slept much since Wren took full charge of Ortlenburg, and he didn't wake up until noon today. Although Celeste is simple, simplicity does not mean stupidity, stupidity and simplicity are two different things.

She is a simple girl, but also a smart girl.

IQ is often related to educational attainment, and Celeste, who received an elite education from an early age, is clearly the best of them. She understands that if a man is reluctant to speak, then a woman should not ask. Because when men think they can and should speak, they will take the initiative to say it, and they should not be forced or threatened by women to confide in them by various means.

The soft little hands don't seem to have much flesh, but when they press on the temples, they can feel the flesh of the little hands, and they are also warm, and Wren, who has exhausted his brain and mind, finally began to gradually relax in this enjoyment, and his attention quietly deserted, and his consciousness became hazy.

Call......

A slight snoring sound was remembered in the carriage, and Wren actually fell asleep!

The carriage also began to jolt along the dilapidated official road between the wild city and the city. Celeste looked at Wren, who was leaning on the carriage seat, leaning back and falling asleep, gritted his teeth, gently laid him flat, hugged Wren's head, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and hummed a soothing song. The sweet voice is almost tired of sugar, and at the same time there is a faint ethereal, she is like an elf who does not eat fireworks in the world at this moment, using her kindness and flash, conquering every inch of air around her.

I don't know how long it took, but the swinging carriage gradually stopped, and Wren woke up on the smooth road. When he opened his eyes, it was dark, and some light was shining through the windows of the carriage. His pupils widened and he gradually adjusted to the darkness, and Wren opened the curtain to look outside. Curious pedestrians were looking at the carriages on the clean streets, and the bustling streets were crowded with vendors, who were red-faced and passers-by selling hundreds or thousands of ancestral heirlooms from their families.

Wren may have alarmed Celeste, who was also sleeping, when Wren looked up, the little girl kept her hair, closed her eyes with a haggard face, leaned against the wall of the carriage and fell asleep, she instinctively raised her hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, opened her hazy eyes, and was quickly defeated by sleepiness. At this moment, even if the heart is cold and indifferent, it is irrepressible to breed a faint touch. He carefully watched his movements, pulled out his head, took out a blanket and pillow from the drawer under the seat, hugged the little girl and let her sleep peacefully on the sofa, and covered her with a quilt.

The carriage did not linger in the city, and Blair restocked his supplies and set out on his journey again, the bright streets and walls falling behind him, the sky getting darker and darker, and the clouds thickening in the sky.

When Celeste woke up from the countless delicacies, he jerked up. She looked blankly at the thin quilt covered by herself, and then glanced at Wren, who was curled up opposite him, and her heart was sweet, and a natural smile rose from the bottom of her heart and rose to her face. The carriage is still galloping fast, and the carriage of the golden nobles can be used as a chariot, and durability is only the basic. For the sake of enjoyment and face, the carriages of the golden nobles are equipped with shock-absorbing technology that once shocked people.

The bladder of a wild beast from the Far North Ice Sheet is processed and filled with gas, which is specially fastened between the chassis and the cabin. Whenever the ground is bumpy and the carriage causes a large vibration, the carriage is pressed down with the shock absorber, and the filled beast bladder will disperse the force of the vibration, so that the carriage remains as stable as possible.

She walked to Wren with the thin quilt lightly, sneaked a sneaky and extremely sweet glance at Wren who was sleeping, blushed shyly, suddenly plucked up her courage, held the quilt and got into a small vacant place inside Wren, and spread the thin quilt on the two of them.

In his sleep, Wren felt a small stove in his arms, and immediately hugged it tightly and breathed a comfortable sigh of relief.

This night, one person slept very soundly, and in the end he didn't even dream anymore, and sank into a deep sleep. The other person, on the other hand, widened his glasses, not knowing whether it was regret or joy, and his head was full of buzzing echoes, so he stayed up all night with his eyes blazing.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and Wren, who had slept soundly, finally dispelled his fatigue. He twisted his shoulders a little, then extended his chest and straightened it backwards, his entire spine crackling.

Wren's movements froze suddenly, and he couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Celeste, who had betrayed him with his eyes tightly closed.

He didn't want to expose the little girl's thin skin, which would make Celeste embarrassed and hurt her self-esteem, so he pretended not to know and got up lightly, covered her with the quilt, and imprinted his own lips on her forehead. He could feel the goosebumps on the little girl's forehead, and he smiled dumbly, and turned to sit on the other side.

I opened the small window in front of me and asked, "How far have we gone?"

Blair, who had been driving for almost a day and a night, did not look abrupt, he was still in good spirits, and he smiled heartily, "I have only walked less than a eighth of the way, I want to go back by land as much as possible, the speed of the carriage is much faster than that of the reverse boat, what do you say?"

The disadvantage of the land route is that once it is out of the city, the official road will be broken and broken, and the road in the wild will be difficult to walk, and it will inevitably be bumpy. He, a sixth-level knight, didn't care about this, and this bump was not enough to loosen his bones, but Wren and Celeste might not be able to stand it.

Wren thought about it for a moment, "Then go by land and go back as soon as possible." He paused, "When you get to the next city, take a break, relax, exercise, and eat something by the way." ”

There were also food boxes in the carriage for long journeys, but the taste of the food boxes was inevitably not so unsatisfactory, and they were all cold. There is a solidified magic array heated in the carriage, but the use of these things requires the consumption of Tiberium crystals, and the waste of money required to heat the food alone is ten to dozens of times that of the food itself.

Besides, it's not that Wren can't afford it, it's just that he prefers fresh food.