Chapter 46 The soap and bitter drama at eight o'clock
"I'm not saying it's okay, don't bother me again!"
"Can't even me?"
"Mars..."
Turning around, looking at the tall figure that was close at hand, staring at the other party's well-defined Chinese face, Zhan Disi was in a trance for a while, and the hand holding the window sill had fallen into the other party's broad hand, and a burst of warmth began to wrap around the hand that had no body temperature because it had been clinging to the cold marble window sill for too long. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"How can you have time to come and see me?"
With a soft snort, Miss Barov turned her gaze out the window again, but her tone was full of acidity in her cold tone.
"Jendy, if the sun can stand still in the sky for an extra hour every day, then this hour must be used to accompany you!"
Also staring at the face of the woman in front of him, Marseilleu smiled and said softly.
"Hmph, who told you about such an old toothless sweetie? Allen? Or Tyrenus?"
Miss Barov picked it up, and then her free hand poked the forehead of the man in front of her, and pursed her lips. After getting along for so many years, it has been years since she was committed here, and she naturally knows very well what words can come out of the other party's mouth, even if it is this kind of love talk full of opera house love songs, the other party is unlikely to know.
"My moon has been unhappy for almost a month, how can I be in the mood to rule my kingdom!"
Still smiling, Marseilleu touched the face of the lovely man in front of him.
"Hmph, you better say this to that person, or someone will definitely admonish you to death tomorrow morning!"
As if touching something, Jandis broke away from his hand and leaned on the windowsill again, looking out at the scenery.
This is one of the highest observation decks in the entire Hammer City, and it is also one of the few private spaces that belongs to her, whenever she is in pain, only from this balcony can she feel a little warmth and comfort when she looks at the south, no matter how gloomy and pitiful her reputation in the entire Far Eastern Territory, and even in Arashi, she can stubbornly hold on.
"If you don't want to, let Terif stay, I can still give you a field baron!"
Stretched out his hand and continued to wrap Jandis's hand holding the window, in the faint gold, a warm ocean like windless sunshine in winter spread to the woman's body again, Marseilleu's eyes also turned out of the window, and his eyes seemed to be able to see a horse team gradually departing from a distance of tens of thousands of meters, Arathi's contemporary commander of the Far East, the Grand Duke of Falling Hammer said to the woman in front of him gently.
Hearing the gentle whisper behind him and the promise of no joke, a smile immediately appeared on Jandis's face, but it was fleeting, if it weren't for the super perception of the Grand Duke behind her, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to detect this subtle change, with one hand, Marseilleu turned the beauty in front of him and stared down at the pale green eyes.
"No need to speak, as long as you nod, I promise not to gossip at all, this is my promise, Andy!"
"Forget it..."
The little face had completely faded, and Andes withdrew his gaze from the man in front of him and looked outside again.
"I don't ask for anything, Mars..."
"Andy..."
"Your Highness! There is urgent news from Lordaeron!Very urgent!!"
However, just as Marseilleu opened his mouth again and wanted to say something, the door was forcibly pushed open, and the Grand Duke of Hammer immediately looked at him angrily, although he was indeed approachable on weekdays, it did not mean that he did not have a temper, especially the natural power brought by years of being in a high position, even those former brothers began to naturally respect him in front of him.
The one who pushed the door in noticed that something was wrong as soon as he entered the door, and found that he seemed to have come very badly, but then he put on an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and still respectfully saluted, and shouted in a loud voice.
"Mustan, if I find out what is going on, see how I clean you up!"
The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, Marseilleu naturally didn't have a big temper with this old friend who had grown up with him since he was a child and was now the head of the guard regiment, and after humming a cruel word, he pinched the hand of the beauty behind him, and after whispering sorry, he turned around and walked towards the door.
"Mars..."
"How?"
But after a few steps, Andes's shout came from behind him.
"No, nothing..."
Facing those amber eyes again, Andis turned his head in a little panic and whispered.
"Wait until I'm back!"
frowned a little suspiciously, and then nodded with a slight smile, Marseilleu turned around and rushed out, but he didn't find that Andes behind him was already leaning against the window with a pale face, and the hand holding the window was even tighter and white.
"I just... I hope you don't blame me..."
Muttering in a low voice, Andes involuntarily stroked his belly, and then a trace of unspeakable tenderness and pain appeared on his face.
"I think we should immediately send troops to catch up with Terif Barov's horse team!
In the hall, an old man in a light blue aristocratic dress spoke in a sharp voice, speaking righteously, waving his hands, and even seeing the scene of foaming and flying.
"But the problem is, we can be sure that Terif Barov is a living person, or even just an ordinary non-professional!
"That doesn't negate his relationship with Barov! His surname is Barov, and that's the biggest problem!"
"Now that we have only received general information, we do not have the authority to imprison a nobleman of Liluodanlun, even if it is only a noble heir!"
"Then we should also stop him and let him go back to Andorhar, maybe hundreds of lives will be lost! This has nothing to do with the country, Barov's crimes, even we know about them, how could Lordaeron not know about them?"
"Baron Tiffany!"
The layout of the whole hall is similar to that of the general aristocratic council hall, except for the dark brown chair on the high platform on the east side, the others are exactly the same rows of chairs that spread outward, the old nobles originally sat in the last third row, but because of the debate with several speakers, they have gradually come to the front row, especially the final death of most of the debaters on the surface, which made the old man more and more arrogant, and even once walked to the core podium, who dared to scold me.
However, this temporary cold scene did not last long, and a young nobleman standing in the front row slowly stood up and said softly.
"Lord Viscount Simon!"
Seeing the young nobleman standing up, the old nobleman immediately respectfully saluted.
Alan Simon, traced back to his ancestors, is also a veteran nobleman who once had a field earl, although in recent generations has completely declined, but this generation of Allen has once again shined on the side of the Far Eastern Commander, and now he has not only been given the title of Viscount on the ground as the second Minister of State, but also in terms of personal strength, he has been hammered down by the high-level paladin The Grand Duke publicly declared that he has the qualification to advance to the legend.
"Whether or not to arrest Terif has little impact on the current situation, in fact, the real situation of Andohar is still unknown, and it is really a bit of a big deal to arrest the other party just by relying on a piece of news!"
"My lord, this is not a big deal, Andohador has now been completely reduced to hell on earth, thousands of human beings have become brainless walking corpses because of Barov's evil deeds, this..."
"Enough!"
Facing the old nobleman's rebuttal, Alan calmly waited for the other party to finish all his words, and then the old nobleman was only halfway through his speech, and there was a majestic interruption from the top. And those who heard the words, not only the old nobles and Allen, but all the nobles present bowed down and stood up, and on the high chair on the east side of the hall, Marseilleu had already stood up, and the holy flame on his body rarely illuminated the entire hall.
"My order! Arrest Terif! Bring him to me!!"
"Yes!
"I want to live Teriv Barov!"
"Yes! )