383 Marry you

readx;?ā€œ That's all for today's lesson, Miss. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info" The court mage Fan Lunding bowed, then began to put away his easel, and said rather sentimentally, "This is the last time I will teach you. ā€

The Messiah sat on his knees, his long dark blue hair hanging down his back like a waterfall. The little black cat, which had grown up, lay on her lap, squinting and wagging its tail, Messiah picked up the little black cat, tilted his head and asked, "Why?"

"Miss, you've grown up. "It stands to reason that you don't need me anymore when you're an adult, and you don't need a teacher anymore for your level of drawing." ā€

Messiah lowered his head, looked at the little black cat with a lazy face, stroked its head, and the little black cat yawned happily. Seeing this scene, Van Lunding's heart swelled, he grew up watching the Messiah, when she was just a little girl carved in pink and jade, sitting there quietly, listening to her own lectures, and did not like to talk, like a delicate porcelain doll, only when her brother walked by the Beijing Gate, the porcelain doll's face would have an expression.

And now it's different, although she doesn't seem to have changed much. But Van Lunding could already feel her joys and sorrows. When looking at the little black cat, her eyes will be very gentle, gentle like sunlight that can melt ice.

When she looks out the window, there will be a trace of sadness in her eyes, which makes people feel distressed. Van Lunding knew that she was waiting for someone, waiting for someone to come back, and he also knew that she was worried about her grandfather, and the Rose Lord had been ill for a long time. She rarely visited, but she wrote her thoughts on her face.

"Lord Lord will be fine. "Nothing can beat him. ā€

But is that really the case? Van Lunding wasn't sure, after all, Karan was very old, he had never lost to anyone in his life, but he was going to lose to time. These days, more and more people are coming to the Stuart family estate to check on Karan, some of whom were his best friends and many more of whom are his enemies. Once Karan falls, the Stuart family, who have lost their first heir, Kyomen, will soon fall. Even if the Eye of Heaven is still alive.

"I left first. ā€

The Messiah nodded. Van Lundin left with his painting tools, this was the last lesson he gave him, and from now on, she didn't even have a teacher. She lowered her head and looked at a painting on the table that had not dried on the ink, showing a young man in a padded jacket, grinning at her stupidly.

"It's so boring to stay inside, come out and breathe. ā€

Voices sounded in memory and reality at the same time, and the Messiah froze, thinking she was hallucinating. However, the cat in her arms whimpered and poked its head out of her arms, staring out the window with its little green eyes.

The Messiah understood something, and she didn't immediately turn her head. Instead, he picked up the little black cat first, slowly stood up, looked at his makeup with the help of the mirror on the side, combed his hair that was not messy at all, and finally turned around and looked at the young man who was lying on the window and grinning at her.

Ian scratched his head: "I've seen your ugliest appearance, and I'm still shy." ā€

"Am I ugly?" said the Messiah, his pale blue eyes staring straight at Ian.

"Well, that, probably, eighty percent, no. Ian was a little embarrassed by the Messiah's staring, "I have the impression that you have always been beautiful, well, that's it." ā€

The Messiah curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and the lotus step moved lightly, walking in front of Ian. Ian felt a little at a loss, he had fantasized about seeing the Messiah again countless times in a long time, but when she was actually standing in front of him, he found himself still nervous.

"Your eyes are beautiful. Ian was nervous, "Lips are fine, too." ā€

The Messiah stood on tiptoe and kissed Ian.

"You can't do that next time. Ian complained, "I'm a man, I should be here, it's not good for you to kiss me like this." ā€

The two sat side by side under the eaves, with the green grass at their feet, and next to the house was a large tree, which shaded the sun and cast a large shade under the eaves.

The Messiah ignored Ian's complaints, she always did whatever came to her mind. She wanted to kiss Ian, and then she kissed, just like many years ago in the snowy mountains, kissing without scruples. Although Ian is no longer the Ian he used to wear, he used to wear a tattered and ill-fitting coat, and now he wears a white robe that symbolizes the high status of the king. Karan wore this dress, but Ian's was more elaborate than her grandfather's, and the thorn flowers engraved on her back were far better than Karan's roses.

He was no longer the little beggar, and now he was the number one hunter, the Lord of Thorns.

But the feeling he gave to the Messiah remained the same, and he said exactly the same thing as he had been years ago.

"I've heard about your grandfather's condition. "He seems to be very sick." ā€

"Why don't you go and see for yourself?" asked the Messiah, "and he thinks so highly of you." ā€

"Didn't I come to see you first? Ian was a little embarrassed, this Nizi was still the same as before, she really couldn't chat, "Dennis and Nicole, they went first, and it was the same for me to go later." ā€

"He's been waiting for you. The Messiah said, "I've been waiting for you to come back and turn things around." ā€

"Turn the tide?"

"Well, turn the tide. Messiah nodded, "In fact, he is the only one left in the hall, he is old, and he can not easily suppress the people of other families as before. Once he falls, there will be no more kings in the hall, and the four great families will quarrel again for their own interests, which will be fatal in the face of disaster. ā€

"So he put his hope in me?" Ian was a little speechless, "I can barely do anything like slaying dragons or something, I really can't do this kind of infighting." ā€

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, the current situation is not something that you can easily solve by slaughtering a few dragons. The Messiah looked at Ian, "You are the Lord of Thorns, the highest position and power in the Hall, and you have to do something more. ā€

"Really?" Ian shrugged, "I was only going to do one thing as Lord of Thorns. ā€

The Messiah asked, confused, "What's the matter?" ā€

Ian stared at the Messiah and softly spat out two words: "Marry you." ā€

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