Donner was about to continue, only to hear Una suddenly snort, and then he and Wesley also noticed the sudden sound of the air breaking outside the car. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, with a snap, the glass on the side of the carriage shattered, and a stone the size of an egg was blocked by the curtain, and when it slipped halfway down, Downer reached out and grabbed it.

"Little bunny, I don't want to live!" came from outside the car the coachman Cole's shouting.

Wesley opened the curtains, glanced out the window and pushed the door open, his agility a little out of proportion to his size, apparently the foundation he had cultivated during the two years of special training in the hands of Gernada.

The carriage slowly stopped, and Layla was about to get up, but Donner reached out and grabbed her.

"It's fine. If an enemy comes to the door, he will not throw a stone to warn him first. Donner said.

Layla hummed softly and looked out of the car. "It's like a child. She muttered.

Sure enough, there was a childish argument.

"I didn't do it! What are you doing with me...... I said I didn't do it!"

"Lord Earl, this is the boy I saw with my own eyes. "It's the voice of the coachman Cole.

"Little hero, why don't you dare to admit it?" Wesley didn't sound angry at all, "Tell me, whose child are you? Maybe I know your adult." ”

As he spoke, he tucked the child under his arm and walked towards the shattered glass window.

The boy was only a teenager, dressed very well, with an aristocratic look of impatience on his face, kicking and beating his feet, and arguing loudly: "Let go of me! Do you hear me! I told you to let me go! I said that I didn't smash it, don't you understand? Are you deaf?"

At this time, there were already a lot of idlers on both sides of the street, probably someone who recognized Wesley or Cole the Coachman, so those people were watching from a distance, and no one came up to join in the fun.

Wesley came to the carriage, put down the child, pointed to the broken glass with one hand, and still pulled the child's collar with the other, and said with a smile: "Look, you have broken such a large piece of gem, how much money do you have to pay?"

"Do you think I'm a fool, it's just a piece of glass, and I'll pay you a gold coin at most!" the boy pulled out a gold coin out of nowhere and threw it on the ground.

"So, you admit you did it?" Wesley laughed.

"It's not!"

"Then why are you losing money?"

"I'm ......," the kid was speechless for a moment.

Donner watched Wesley reason with the kid with great interest, and couldn't laugh or cry, and persuaded through the window: "Forget it, it's important to hurry, maybe Minoan and they have already arrived." ”

Wesley shrugged his shoulders, let go of the kid, and then shook his head as he watched him run away scolding, "It's all those who harbor and connive like you to spoil these little ones." ”

"Why did you suddenly become so responsible?" said Donner, laughing.

Layla covered her mouth and chuckled, combined with Wesley's embarrassment just now, it was not difficult for her to understand why the young master would ask this.

Wesley gave Donner a blank look, boarded the car and closed the door, beckoning the driver to continue on his way.

The carriage travels slowly along the banks of the Boer River, with a view of the turquoise waters of the Boer River on one side and the Faymont Palace on the other.

The new palace, which took more than three years to complete, was much simpler than it had been and more in line with Donner's aesthetic - Lucia listened to Donner's advice more or less during the rebuilding of the palace.

Although it is winter, but as the New Year approaches, the road is full of pedestrians and horse-drawn carriages, and this unique carriage attracts a lot of attention.

Half an hour later, the carriage came to a slow halt in front of the Earl of Borg, and Donner and Wesley stepped out, and the carriage circled in the direction of the palace.

Layla waved at them through the shattered glass window, while Una sat alone in a daze, as if thinking about something.

Long before they set off, Donner had already agreed with them that Layla would take Una to the Faemon Palace, and Donner would spend two days at Wesley's mansion.

The large iron gates of the Mansion were open, and a sumptuous carriage was parked in the courtyard.

"Someone's already arrived, guess who?" Wesley said.

"Can't guess," Donner shook his head, "who is so high-profile?"

The thirty or so people who survived the Great Patriotic War were all honored and canonized, at least a viscount, but even a man as ostentatious as Wesley would not have a carriage studded with gold and precious stones.

The two walked along the gravel path in the courtyard when Donner suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wesley asked, looking back.

Donner pointed to the star shield coat of arms on the side of the carriage and said, "Do you know this?"

"I don't think I remember whose coat of arms looks like this. Wesley said.

Donner thought that he was not familiar with the major families of the empire, and he was afraid of making a mistake, but when he heard Wesley say this, he was already sure in his heart. In fact, with such a luxurious carriage and this coat of arms, who else but that family?

"If there's anything to think about, let's go, just go in and see. Wesley patted Donner on the shoulder.

Donner nodded, and followed Wesley, but he thought to himself: Which old friend knew the Medici family? Could it be that what was produced in Fog City had caught the attention of this business giant?

While he was thinking about it, the door suddenly opened, and Wesley's butler greeted him, and behind him stood a middle-aged man, who looked magnificent, obviously not an ordinary person.

"Master Wesley, this gentleman has just arrived, and he said he was looking for you. The butler said as he subconsciously glanced at the carriage. Obviously, he also treated the strange guest as a guest because of this luxurious carriage.

"Oh?" Wesley nodded slightly at the man, "What's the matter with me?"

He did not show any more politeness because of the man's bearing, but his tone was cold, presumably a little impatient with the sudden visitor.

Unexpectedly, the man ignored him either, but said to Donner with a smile, "You are Duke Vane?"

Donner hummed softly, waiting for the other to speak.

"Great...... the man held out his hand toward Donner, "I'm Alex Medici." ”

Alex's eyes kept staring at Donner, but Donner's expression didn't fluctuate, he recognized Alex when he showed up, in fact, if he hadn't changed his appearance, Alex would have recognized him.

"Fortunately. Donner reached out and shook him lightly, and then let go.

"Medici?" Wesley was suddenly surprised, "Is that the Medici?"

Alex glanced at Wesley, not answering his question.

Donner didn't answer Wesley, his attention had been drawn to another person—in the open hall of Wesley's mansion, a woman was standing, looking at Donner with a smile.

"You threw the rock, didn't you?" asked Donner suddenly. (To be continued.) )