"Ferdinand's Way...... It's His Majesty the Emperor. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Filia held the warm teacup in both hands, her heart was like a fish in her throat, obviously she didn't have the strength to breathe, but she stubbornly asked: "The way you want to go...... Is it also His Majesty the Emperor?"

"Hmm, yes. Frederick looked sadly at the moon outside the glass: "The West is strong, and the HRE is declining. The merger of Bafaria, the Habsburg royal family, and Sirisha into the Triadic Empire was the only direction, which was the fate determined by geographical factors. Mingxing City is already very fragile, and if Ferdinand succeeds in marrying and forming a dual empire ahead of schedule, Bafaria will only be quickly swallowed. I didn't have a choice. ”

"So, if you're cornered, you wouldn't rule out using a coup d'état as a means, would you. Filia suddenly forgot his love, forgot her own intentions, and concentrated on assessing the risk for him: "But the Knights of the Dreadnought, the Janissaries and the Dragoons will all affect the outcome of the coup, and one wrong step will lead to a guillotine." You're talking to me about this, you're just testing the position of the dragoons, right?"

"You...... How do you know?" Frederick's side knock was not more than halfway through, and the old bottom was revealed, and suddenly there was a kind of shame that his underwear was flying, and he froze while holding the teacup, and his embarrassed face could not melt for a long time.

"Because I know you so well—like I know myself. When Filia saw him frowning, she felt the urge to be displeased, and she wanted to reach out and caress his forehead and wipe the wrinkles away. But he didn't dare to be so intimate, so he had to expose his black history briskly, and when he saw his brows stretched, he was extremely happy, as if he could even comfort him and enjoy a fun alone: "When I was a child, I worshipped my great-grandfather and wanted to reproduce his legend and be honored as the god of war." So since I was a child, I was arguing like a wild child, and when I was 14 years old, other girls fell in love and got married, but I was scolded and locked up in confinement. In the end, he climbed the window and fell, ran away from home, and went to the Ministry of Defense to join the army, relying on some military foundations. Fortunately, my superiors took care of me and gave me the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, and it was not until I was recruited into the dragoons that I reconciled with my family. So, I'm very familiar with your sword-like personality, and I can know what the hell is going on in your head by pinching your pulse. ”

Frederick laughed. When Filia saw that he was happy, she also pursed her lips, and then saw Frederick stretching out her head and looking stupid to give you a behead: "Touch you, do you guess if I have the courage to coup d'état?"

Filia glanced at him and said, "Of course you don't have the guts! That's a decision that will be a failure, you can ......" as she spoke, reaching out and pressing two fingers on his carotid artery, and suddenly, her voice went down as hard as a vibrating tuning fork because it touched his restless pulse.

Frederick looked at her, distracted, his eyes as if he were staring at her, as if he had lost his soul in a daze, and his hand reached into his collarbone, and gradually touched Filia's hand.

"You ......" Filia didn't ask anything, didn't even get a promise, but she shuddered and couldn't pull her hand back—she pressed it for two seconds before she realized that Frederick's face was calm, and his pulse was as fast as a war drum, as if he were pressing a frantically struggling grasshopper under her fingertips.

Filia suddenly discovered that Frederick was not as honest as she had imagined, for he had become accustomed to hypocrisy, like a quiet politician, and even if his pulse was thunderous, his face was still calm and unmistakable—he allowed himself to check his pulse, not just to let her know what the real Frederick was.

The knight's hand was welded to Frederick's neck, and he was not too shy to pull it away, but rather expecting to be caught. Then Frederick gently squeezed her hand and asked her with a blank face: "I don't care what position the dragoons stand. But if one day I really besiege the palace in a frenzy, please do not appear on the battlefield - I don't know if you can grant this reckless wish? The rest is all my own business, I have no regrets in victory, and I have no regrets in defeat. ”

Filia stared at him with wide eyes, but he didn't expect that the news he had overheard would dare him admit it to his face. She chattered her teeth for a while, withdrew her hand vigorously, lowered her head and sneered: "You dare to say such things to me, you are really determined to gamble." I regard you as a peerless friend, so you dare to confide in your terrible ambitions, right?"

Frederick lowered his head, his fingers ploughed into his hair, acquiescing to everything, but staring at his shoes and spitting, "I don't want to see you on the battlefield." ”

Filia sneered, without any overreaction, only hugged her chest and closed her eyes, and proudly announced: "The dragoons must fight for the royal family. Whether in the Alps or the Hofburg Imperial Palace, anyone who dares to hurt a member of the royal family will be killed on the spot. And I will lead the forward battalion and appear in the front line. This is an unshakable iron law. ”

"Oh. Frederick said.

At the moment when she should have been filled with righteous indignation and violent, Filia was like wet wood on a rainy day, unable to rise in anger, and refuted Frederick by reciting the Compendium. Not only did she not hold back her anger and hatred to scold him, but she rejoiced in her thoughts: "He only confided in Elena about his ambitions, didn't he? Although I heard it, I kept my mouth shut, I didn't expect him to come and tell me so quickly—is it in his heart that I am as important as Elena? But I have only just met him, and Elena has been friends with him for 7 years, so if you compare it carefully, he obviously likes me more." She arranged the logic like a dream, hypnotized herself to the fullest, and she floated in the air, not knowing how cute she was smiling, and generously forgave him: "Don't tell anyone else these words, they won't keep them secret for you." You're getting more and more wicked. However, I didn't hear what I said just now, so you can rest assured. ”

Frederick breathed a sigh of relief, and blamed himself for not being able to keep his mouth shut, and when he looked into her eyes, he was fascinated by the urge to speak his heart, and without restraint, he confessed completely. Fortunately, Filia didn't care, and he said again with relief: "Thank you." ”

Filia pushed away the teacup and snorted shrewdly: "I can't cheapen you, in the future, the drinking will be your treat, as a hush money." When you want a beer, bring it with you to check out. ”

"Hey!"

"Hey, hey, be conscious, if you don't remember to please me, some things will leak out. Filia mischievously calculated, and seeing that he was caught off guard and angry, she was in a good mood, and pushed him in to pick out clothes: "Don't you want me to teach you how to dress up? Go and get dressed!"

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey, what, hey, it's too late to be ashamed! You were going to dress up, and now you're squirming?"

"I ......" Frederick panicked, dazzled by the dazzling array of tuxedos and classical wide-sleeved robes, and made a choice disorder.

"What am I, I! Phia raised her head, swept her five fingers over a row of dresses, suddenly smiled, and took out one: "Is this good-looking? Wearing this bat-sleeved HRE robe, with a royal belt on her forehead, and a belt to close the middle, and then hang a scabbard with gold stripes on a black background, handsome like a copy of the Emperor on which the sun never sets! , looked up and down, tilted his head and poked his cheek, thought seriously for a second, turned his head and shouted softly to the apprentice: "The petticoat and sleeves should be white, and the belt should be wide, pale yellow is the best." Get another pair of brown boots, thanks. ”

Frederick found it surprisingly easy to go shopping with Philia, just standing there in a daze. As soon as he was still lazy, the apprentice graciously took the belt and saber and the petticoat over, and Filia tucked the bat robe into Frederick's arms, and pushed him to change his clothes with a smile: "This set is very good, if the king comes, he will regret not recognizing you as a son, because he himself will never give birth to such a handsome young man." ”

"This, it's too classical, I can't control this kind of court dress of the HRE Empire, I have such a blood relationship with the Habs royal family......" Frederick thought that it would be okay to order a decent tuxedo, but he didn't expect the knight Chang Yaxing to come up, pick and choose, all kinds of collocation, and he couldn't stop it.

"Show me!" Filia pointed to the fitting room and stomped her foot, "How do you know if it's okay if you don't look at it?"

"Wouldn't it be a shame to be too fancy......" Frederick was still muttering, and the scent of the wind hit him, and he was pushed into the fitting room by Filia with her head bowed. The chief knight pushed him with both arms, and encouraged him with a smile: "You are one of the few high-ranking nobles who are tall and not fat, how can such a good figure be wasted! You must be proud of the crowd! Leave it to me, beauty, I promise to make you glamorous!"

"What are you talking about! I don't want to be overwhelmed!" protested Frederick angrily as he was locked in the fitting room with his clothes in his arms.

The door suddenly opened, and a calm peach blossom face came in: "What are you talking about, do you want my sister to come in and help you change?"

"You get out!" said Frederick, who giggled and closed the door. (To be continued.) )