Chapter 133: Reunion (II)

Late at night, on the outskirts of Mozambique, the former Harris House.

Harris is a magician who yearns for the aristocratic life, and this old man who aspires to stand at the peak of power not only prepares a tall and ornate throne for himself, but also builds a palatial dormitory for himself.

This is a building with a strong aristocratic baroque style with a classical spire made of almost all white marble, and the entrance to the door is two tall iron doors, the iron doors are cast with beautiful and elegant epic patterns, and the inside is a fragrant tulip garden, and the dew at night trembles on the tulip tassel-like petals, contrasting with the moonlight, making this garden look beautiful like a dream.

Directly in front of the main hall hangs a huge portrait, a portrait of Harris.

Ironically, the mansion, which once belonged to Harris, is now Fiona's private property, and Harris can only watch it all from the wall.

This mansion originally wanted Fiona to live in to Tang Jie, but Tang Jie thought that if he killed Harris, it would be okay, if he moved into his mansion again, it would really be jealous.

At Tang Jie's refusal, Fiona moved in, and although she did not live in it, as a gesture of banning Harris and replacing it, this behavior finally announced the end of the Harris era in Mozambique.

Due to Margaret's arrival, Fiona gave the mansion to her temporary residence, and due to the chaos and busyness of Mozambique, the portrait of Harris was never taken down.

Tang Jie stood in the middle of the hall, holding a goblet with brandy in one hand, he frowned and looked at the portrait of Harris in the hall, and secretly blamed the organizer of this dinner in his heart: Why did you leave the portrait of this guy on it?

Tang Jie beckoned and asked a diplomatic official who was in charge of receiving the countess, he lowered his voice and said angrily: "Why is this painting still hanging here?

The diplomat looked at the portrait of Harris and said very aggrievedly: "My lord, I wanted to take it down when I set up the dinner this afternoon, but the countess saw it, and she said, "Let our old friends gather with us......"

The diplomat looked at Tang Jie, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and made an uncontrollable gesture: "You know, she is always able to get what she wants through her words!"

Tang Jie glared at him, and scolded in his heart: How can there be a diplomatic official who speaks for the other party? Hell, I'll change him tomorrow!

He whispered angrily: "You soft bones, I don't care how sharp this countess is, I only know that this is Mosanbik, it is our territory, and we can't let her do whatever she wants!"

This diplomat was so aggrieved that he didn't dare to talk back.

I can't blame him, this position was given to him by Tang Jie indiscriminately, so he didn't want to be this diplomat!

I'd rather copy magic scrolls in an ivory tower than do this work!

The diplomat muttered in his heart.

Tang Jie was glaring at the diplomat angrily, but he heard a moving voice next to him, followed by a burst of aroma: "Oh, respected Mr. Tang Jie, I don't know what you are doing here?"

Tang Jie didn't have to look back, he knew that it was Margaret who was here when he smelled the fragrance, he turned around and raised his glass to Margaret: "Dear Highness the Earl, as you can see, I am talking to a friend about something. ”

Margaret held an elegant and dignified bun on her head, her brown curls were coiled up high, revealing a swan-like slender white neck, sexy and generous, she was wearing a low-cut backless long skirt in Su yellow, the tassel-like skirt corners covered her feet, every step of this bewitching woman, the long skirt under X surged like a flowing cloud, and the whole person looked like a banshee floating on the clouds, so beautiful that people dared not look at it directly.

This woman still covered her face with a thin gauze scarf, but when she got closer, Tang Jie could vaguely see this woman's appearance, which was no less than Octavier's alluring appearance.

Just by looking at Margaret's dress and attire, you can see that this woman must be proficient in psychology, and she is extremely good at speculating on the mental activities and habits of others, especially men.

obviously has a slender and moving body and a slender and straight ****, but this woman must cover them with a long skirt, but at the same time, as the woman takes a step, Yingying's small waist twists gently, and the round buttocks double flaps appear more and more clear under the cover of the tasseled long skirt, looming, making people** Not only that, but this woman also knows that her appearance can make men fall crazy, but she refuses to show her face, and must cover her beauty with a thin veil.

Every man who sees her bewitching body and her bright eyes will have a strong curiosity and a strong conquest****: How intoxicating is the face under this veil?

This hazy feeling of seeing flowers in the fog is really like an invisible little hand, teasing every man who sees her.

Even the old magicians at the dinner party were intimidated by Margaret's astonishing light, and their eyes glanced at Margaret one by one, swirling on Margaret's delicate figure, lingering.

When the diplomat on the side saw Margaret approaching, he lowered his head, not daring to take a second look at this bewitching woman, from the very beginning, Margaret used her amazing beauty and sexy body to steadily suppress this usually good talker.

The diplomat coughed dryly: "Honorable Mr. Tang Jie, honorable Countess, I have retired in advance!"

After saying that, he left Tang Jie and Margaret's side as if he was running away.

Margaret looked at his figure, and a playful smile appeared in the corner of her eyes: "Am I ugly?

Although Tang Jie had seen a lot of beautiful and moving stars in his previous life, he couldn't help but be shocked by this amazing and bright light when such a stunning beauty stood in front of him.

Tang Jie secretly took a breath, he raised his eyes to look at Karl who was following Margaret behind him, a gleam secretly flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled, and he sketched an uninhibited smile: "Dear Countess, you are really humorous! However, you must know that sometimes beauty is also a poison, not everyone can enjoy it!"

"Oh?" Margaret's voice dragged out, looking at Tang Jie with interest, and her body took a step closer to Tang Jie's chest, "What about you, Dear Mr. Tang Jie, do you think you can enjoy this poison?"

Hell, she turned out to be a vacuum!

Tang Jie was dizzy for a while, and he felt that there was a hot current in his lower abdomen rushing to the top of his head from below.

Tang Jie bit his tongue secretly, making himself a little sober, and his body did not avoid Margaret's body, but stepped forward slightly, and smiled slightly: "It depends on how powerful this poison is!"

Tang Jie's tone and posture are like a well-trained gentleman, but his smile is like a bad ****.

Margaret's eyes flowed, she was secretly frightened by Tang Jie's will control, in her memory, no man could resist her **** and ****, although this man talked and laughed with her, but in addition to the distraction and amazement just now, this man quickly regained control of his sanity.

He didn't see himself like other men, with the look of a beast in his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, deep and insightful, a kind of look that only men show when they appreciate women, are equal to each other, and respect each other.

Margaret secretly understood one thing in her heart: no wonder this woman Mary would do something to self-destruct for this man!

He has this capital and charisma!

Standing in a corner of the hall, their eyes looking at each other, their gazes were like substance, invisibly engaged in a fierce contest, not giving in to each other, for the sake of their respective backgrounds, and for their most primitive natures, the primitive war between men and women.

"Excuse me......" A voice suddenly interrupted the standoff between them.

Fiona gracefully held a magic wand and wore a snow-white mage's robe.

At today's dinner, Fiona did not wear formal aristocratic clothes like everyone else, but instead wore a magic robe that only a level 10 Grand Magus was qualified to wear, and she was using this magic robe to hint to everyone: I am Fiona, the world-famous queen of magic, a woman who does not need to prove herself with her appearance!

Although the wide magic robe concealed Fiona's moving figure, this solemn and even somewhat solemn magic robe set off Fiona's delicate facial features and face as holy and noble, and the snow-white magic robe did not suppress Fiona's fair and pink skin at all, but complemented each other, making Fiona look like an inviolable saint.

Tang Jie watched Fiona coming, his eyes unconsciously revealed a trace of tenderness, since he saw her in Mozambique, Tang Jie has been accompanying her and taking care of her until she ascended the throne of Mozambique.

It was he who watched her mature more and more in areas she was not good at, and more and more like a qualified leader.

Looking at Tang Jie's gaze, Fiona's eyes also revealed a hint of warmth, which was a kind of trust, dependence, admiration, and love.

"What are you doing here?" Fiona's gaze flicked back and forth over Tang Jie and Margaret.

Tang Jie raised the wine glass in his hand and glanced at the countess on the side: "Obviously, we are chatting!"

"Oh, can I join?". Fiona smiled faintly, but her gaze on Margaret was filled with a deep hostility.

Margaret was keenly aware that this was not a hateful gaze from the invaded against the invader, but a woman's unconsciously vigilant feeling when she saw her rival.

The countess laughed dumbly in her heart, but at the same time secretly awe-inspiring.

If Fiona is obsessed with Tang Jie, does this mean that Mozambique will always stand behind this man in the future?

Margaret's expression remained unchanged, she smiled slightly, took a glass of whiskey from the wine tray held by the waiter passing by, and raised her glass: "Cheers to the Magic Queen!"

Tang Jie smiled slightly, raised his wine glass, and was about to drink it, but was suddenly snatched away by Fiona's hand.

Fiona snatched the wine glass from Tang Jie's hand with a natural expression, raised it as a salute: "For Mo Sanbik!" and then took a sip without mind, and handed it back to Tang Jie.

Tang Jie looked at the wine glass in his hand with a strange expression, and seemed to be able to see a red and moist lip print on it, he looked at Fiona, but saw that this woman was looking at him with a smile, and her cheeks were flushed because of alcohol or shyness.

What does it mean to drink the wine in my hand and hand it back when I'm done, and in front of Margaret?

Tang Jie really couldn't figure out why Fiona would do this.

Margaret also looked at Fiona in amazement, wanting to laugh but forcibly holding back, in her opinion, Fiona's behavior was tantamount to a child, like a little girl with a cherished treasure in her arms, looking at herself with hostility, as if she wanted to snatch her beloved!

"What are you doing in a daze, Mr. Tang Jie?" Margaret reminded Tang Jie with a little bad intentions, she really wanted to see how this man reacted.

Tang Jie came back to his senses, he looked at Fiona, and when he saw that this woman didn't look at him at all, he pretended to look nonchalant, and also raised his glass, facing the portrait of Harris hanging high in the hall, and said, "For our old friend!" After speaking, he drank it all.

Fiona and Margaret's eyes were immediately drawn to Tang Jie's pre-drinking greetings, and they all looked at Harris's portrait.

Fiona saw the portrait of Harris, and a trace of unnatural anger flashed on her face, while Margaret looked as usual, smiled and said, "yes, if our old friend is still around, I wonder if he will have a drink with us?"

Tang Jie smiled: "I don't know about this, but what I do know is that if you are still in front of the negotiation table, Countess, it is very likely that we will not drink together!"

Margaret's purpose in this dinner was to dilute the heavy smell of gunpowder and gunpowder in front of the negotiation table, negotiate during the day and drink alcohol at night, which was a common means for the imperial nobles, which could not only continue the negotiations during the day in an informal setting, but also ease the tense and sharp contradictions between the two sides, killing two birds with one stone.

When the countess heard Tang Jie say this, she smiled slightly and said, "The concession is two-sided, shouldn't a gentleman be humble to a lady?"

Lady, I think you are ****! Tang Jie said secretly in his heart, he raised the wine glass in his hand with an unchanged smile, revealing a bad smile: "First of all, I am not a gentleman! Secondly, it is not me who is in charge of negotiations, but the beautiful and moving young lady in front of you!"

Fiona heard Tang Jie praise herself, a sweet smile appeared on her face, her cheeks were unusually red, and it seemed that a sip of wine just now made her a little drunk: "Tang Jie, I'm a little drunk, do you want to send me back?"

Tang Jie laughed secretly in his heart, what kind of alcohol is this, get drunk after a sip?

His face was very serious, and he said, "This is my honor!"

Margaret fingers played with the wine glass in her hand, watching the two of them Shi Shi go, her eyes flickering, as if she was thinking deeply about something.

Tang Jie sent Fiona out of the entrance and said to the waiting guards, "Go back to the White Tower!"

The magic guard nodded, got into the carriage and prepared to drive the horse, Tang Jie turned around and prepared to let another guard lead his horse, but heard Fiona call in a low voice: "Tang Jie, you get in the carriage, I have something to tell you." ”

Tang Jie was stunned for a moment, waved his hand to the guards, and boarded the carriage himself.

After getting into the car, Fiona said to the guards who were driving, "Go back to the White Tower." ”

The guards flicked their whips and made a crisp sound, and the carriage began to move slowly.

Tang Jie was in the carriage, looking at the faint silver moonlight shining in the dark carriage, Fiona was leaning on the wall of the carriage, her face was peachy, her face was flushed, and her eyes were looking at herself.

In the silence of the night, the wheels of the carriage turned, and Tang Jie and Fiona looked at each other quietly in the carriage, since they had known each other, they had never looked at each other in such a soul-to-soul relationship.

The dark fragrance floated in the carriage, and a strange emotion floated and floated in the hearts of the two people.

"You...... When are you leaving?" Fiona's cheeks flushed, and no one knew if it was the showiness of the flush of wine or the shyness of the beginning of love.

Tang Jie suddenly realized that this girl felt that the time for her departure was getting closer and closer, so she would have such an outrageous move today.

Was she trying to hint at something to me?

Tang Jie's heart suddenly accelerated slightly.

"I don't know, maybe, it's a few days......" Tang Jie said slowly, he stared at Fiona, with a look of apology in his eyes, "I'm sorry, Fiona, you know, I have to go!"

"I know, I know......" Fiona's eyes lowered and her expression was a little gloomy, "I knew ...... from the first time I saw you"

Thinking of the situation when he had just met Fiona, Tang Jie couldn't help but smile, he moved himself to Fiona's side and sat down, clasped his hands on his knees, and sighed: "Fiona, before I leave, I have something to say to you......"

"Hmm, what's that?" Fiona raised her head a little dazedly, looking at Tang Jie with a pair of bright eyes, but she quickly reacted, her heart beat like a deer, and her face became more and more red.

Tang Jie looked at Fiona's watery eyes, and he felt that this woman seemed to have turned into a ball of water, leaning softly against his side, turning his hundred steels into finger twisting softness.

Tang Jie took a deep breath and said slowly, "What I want to say is...... Mozambique is in a dangerous state now, and there is a great shortage of administrative talents of all kinds! There is no shortage of powerful magicians here, but there is a great lack of officials who are proficient in administrative management. So ......"

Fiona heard Tang Jie open his mouth and hesitate for a moment, and then actually started to talk about serious things, she was angry and annoyed in her heart, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Tang Jie didn't seem to see Fiona's expression, he said to himself: "So, I propose that Mozambique should set up a royal academy to train this much-needed administrative talent ......!"

Tang Jie's words were interrupted abruptly, because he saw Fiona thinking about him slowly approaching, and her bright strawberry-like red lips opened slightly, as if she was longing for something.

"Don't talk about these things now, okay?". Fiona's voice was dreamy, "You're leaving, let me make a little memory, okay?"

Tang Jie smiled bitterly: "Fiona, why do you say that I don't seem to go back?"

Fiona lay on Tang Jie's chest, blowing like an orchid, her body was soft as a crisp, and she said faintly: "I'm afraid of ......"

"Are you afraid?

"I'm afraid Octavier......" Fiona said in a low voice.

"What are you afraid of her doing?" Tang Jie was surprised.

"I'm afraid that I will be like her in the future......" Fiona raised her head and looked at Tang Jie obsessively, "I'm afraid that you will be like Athos, never returning, and then I will be like her, stupidly waiting for more than a hundred years......"

Tang Jie smiled dumbly, and was about to speak, but was blocked by Fiona's hand in front of his mouth.

Fiona muttered like a dream, "Don't speak, don't speak!" Do you know how many days I thought about it before I mustered up the courage to say these words today? For the sake of Goddess Yuna, I really don't know how I will continue to live after you are gone...... You know what? As soon as I opened those magic scrolls during the day, it was as if I saw your face, and as soon as I recited those incantations, I unconsciously remembered your name......

"I, what should I do?" Fiona said faintly, her hands unconsciously clasped Tang Jie's waist, "I really want you to carry me again......

Tang Jie looked at Fiona's stupid gaze, he shook his head and smiled: "Silly girl......" After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Fiona's plump red lips.

Fiona saw him kissing, her eyes closed tightly, and her body trembled slightly unconsciously.

When Tang Jie was about to kiss Fiona, he seemed to remember something, and he asked, "By the way, do you think you will have the smell of stinky socks on your mouth?"

"Huh, stinky socks?" Fiona opened her eyes and was stunned, she saw Tang Jie's playful expression, and quickly reacted.

He's laughing at how he used to be gagged with stinky socks!

To say such a thing at this time is simply too scenic!

Fiona was so angry that she trembled, her willow eyebrows stood up, she grabbed a pillow in her hand and hit Tang Jie: "You stinky rat, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

Tang Jie laughed, and the two of them laughed and scolded in the carriage, so lively.

The two made a fuss for a while, panting and falling together, looking at each other's eyes, and couldn't help but be a little stupid.

They looked at each other, their lips slowly moving closer again.

But just when both of them closed their eyes, ready to enjoy this gloomy **, suddenly a poignant voice suddenly sounded: "Help, captain, where are you!!"

This voice was very clear in the silent night, Tang Jie suddenly sat up straight, flicked the curtain, and exclaimed, "Link, is that you?"