Anya sat on an Argentinian-made suede cowhide polo saddle, a fiberglass helmet covered with navy blue leather, and the cold wind blew in her face, which made Anya who had bruises a few days ago a little awe-inspiring.

"Miss with a blue nose and swollen face, I can't help you today." Aiden, who took over the post of equestrian teacher six days ago, looked at her with a complicated expression.

"You also have the function of rubbing the medicine for me." After a few days of getting along day and night, Anya and Aiden have become quite familiar with each other, and of course they have a few backgrounds about adults.

For example, teaching her to ride a horse is to get her to participate in tomorrow's royal charity polo match.

But in the end, why the leader of a dark organization can attend the royal event, even she can't figure out the answer.

Then she knew that the code name of the plague god in the organization was the Black Emperor, and from then on, she shouted unscrupulously, the Black Emperor is long and the Black Emperor is short, and Aiden felt that he was going to be scared to a short life.

"It doesn't matter if your skills are poor until today, tomorrow I will be embarrassed in front of a large number of media reporters who have seen the royal family's demeanor, I will wait and see."

"Your Excellency!" A cold voice behind him was accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves kicking on the wet grass, and Aiden almost immediately turned and bowed his head, even though he was already a cut shorter than the adult on the horse.

Anya tsk tsk strange his doglegs...... Oh no, it's the speed of the salute. It's a pity that she has fallen so hard in the past few days, and she can't turn her head to greet him at a speed like the wind.

"The Black Emperor." Anya looked back 5 seconds slower than him, looked at the adult who was completely different from what she imagined, and was momentarily attracted by his dress.

The white collar of the polo shirt is rolled in navy blue on the inside and sleeves, and there are several LOGOS of British century-old brands on the front and back; The fiberglass helmet, which is made of navy blue leather as the collar inside, is quite soft with sponge fabric inside.

The gloves that protect the hands and have a non-slip effect are also of the highest quality, with special first-class sheepskin, reinforced leather at the hand grip, and the junction between the thumb and the back of the hand sewn with double thread of Lycra elastic cloth, and thickened by two layers of skin between the index finger to strengthen the adhesion between the gloves and the bridles.

The woven breeches in the same color as the polo shirt have excellent four-way stretch performance to facilitate large movements. Close-fitting breeches should naturally be paired with special brown high leather boots, which are knee-length and have protection at the front; The knees also have special knee pads, made of cowhide, the same color as the riding boots.

The only difference between him and her is the prominent number on the back of her polo shirt, which is clearly an event number.

She knew that he had a face that God was proud of, eyes that would seduce people, and thin lips that were usually slightly pursed but could not say anything good when he opened his mouth; Occasionally, at night, I bump into a boy who is always dressed in a snow-colored shawl, elegant and noble, and has a strong temperament; Now he has changed into a polo outfit paired with himself, which actually highlights the sunny and hearty temperament that she has never been able to find.

This is the Black Emperor? A white Black Emperor.

She also found that the sunshine sprinkled on him like broken gold in winter was more charming than the bright and cold moonlight; In other words, this Black Emperor, who acts in the dark, is actually more suitable for daylight...... It's no wonder that she finally found the temperament that has been hidden in the night.

"Your Excellency......" Aiden's reaction was even worse than Anya's.

The god of the underworld has come through the night, is there something about to happen in this world that will not fall?

"I've seen you for the first time in the daytime, and congratulations on finally breaking the myth we suspected you were a vampire." Anya said despite Aiden's frightened look.

"Yes." The Black Emperor smiled lightly, and his eyes glanced at Anya's mount, and the creature seemed to be spiritually approaching the Black Emperor. "Then I shouldn't let you down."

The Black Emperor reached out and grabbed Anya from the back of his own horse, pulled her polo collar, and bit her hard.

Aiden stood on the grass and looked up at his master and "his woman", obviously the adult was teasing his plaything, why did he look at him with his emotionless eyes?

"Oh! You bastard black emperor, why are you biting me?" Anya slapped him in the face and pushed him away.

"Or maybe you want Aiden to do it for you

？」 The battle-hardened Black Emperor was faster than Anya, grabbing and folding behind her before she could touch her, which made her even more unable to move. "Huh?"

"Let me go."

"Figure it out yourself." The Black Emperor was happy to admire her embarrassment up close, and the pleasure of an arrogant woman succumbing to him was always wonderful.

"How can I move if you hold me."

"Figure it out yourself, or I'll make you want me to go further." As soon as the voice fell, the Black Emperor approached her white neck again, and the warm breath caressed her skin and made her goosebumps.

Warm breath...... It turned out that the breath that came out of his mouth was also warm, the temperature that a normal person should have; It's just that you can't feel it from other skin contacts. It's like the hand he clasped around was still cold.

In the 2 seconds of Shining, the two men present were enough to judge her decision.

The Black Emperor's thin lips were slightly hooked, his expression was arrogant and uninhibited, and he stretched out his slippery tongue, burning marks on Anya's tender neck.

"You pervert!" Anya felt humiliated like never before, and with all her strength to break free from him, she slipped off her horse because of the movement too much, and fell into the dirt in embarrassment.

"I'm sure you've discussed me well with Aiden these days." Indifferent eyes, flowing towards Aiden. "And there's a consensus."

The heartfelt servant who was named quickly spread along the spine to the center of his brain, causing his hair to stand on end and his mind blank for a few seconds.

"What do you want to do?" Anya had an alarm bell ringing in her head, and she quickly got on her horse and confronted him at the same height. Obviously, he couldn't see any message in his deep eyes, so why couldn't he help but think of the night Michael left.

On the night she boasted that she was going to learn equestrianism, Michael arrived at Anya's room with the same smile on her face as they had seen her for the first time at a bar—pompous and proud.

"My dear, I heard that you made a request to your adult without taking it upon yourself? Do you remember that I told you that I would offer reciprocal terms?" Michael's voice was as pleasant as it was then. "I have to say, I have a lot of admiration for your moths to the fire, so I brought you a small gift."

Anyaben lowered her head and picked here and there to study Aiden's bandaged foot, and when she heard her voice, she suddenly raised her head, and she suppressed the brainless expression that grinned at her, and asked lightly:

"The plague god didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"Hey, the way you speak with a cold face is getting more and more like an adult."

"You went to the plague god's study and were controlled by his magical heterochromic pupils?" Anya gave a look of disdain. "Look at you still talking nonsense here, I think he didn't do anything to you very honestly."

What I promised you, I will give you.

Inexplicably, why did the face of the plague god suddenly flash in his mind when he said this?

Michael smiled and didn't answer, spreading what she called a "little gift" on her bed.

"This is ......" Anya stared intently at the whole bed of high-end fabrics, and I have to say that her eyes really sparkled - these were the royal clothes that she had dreamed of as a rookie apprentice, and finally had the opportunity to dismantle them and study them.

"The farewell gift I gave you, Aiden will take care of you from now on! It's good to do it for yourself."

"Aiden will take care of me from now on? What do you mean by that? Where are you going?"

Michael did not answer.

What do you want to do?

The Black Emperor's thin lips pursed lightly, and his rare eyes revealed very light emotional ups and downs, and said indifferently:

"Keeping your mouth shut is an art, and I hope to see you use it with ease tomorrow."

"What?"

"If you don't want Aiden to be like Michael." When the words fell, the Black Emperor gave her a very light smile; Then the horse's belly was clamped, and the horse galloped in the forest road that stretched behind the castle to the hill.

If you don't want Aiden to be like Michael.

What does this mean?

Anya's mind was stuck in his leisurely one

Laughing, holding the reins of the horse and stunned on the horse's back.

"Don't you hurry up, do you have the courage to ask the adults to wait for you?" The urging words were said in a lazy tone, but they became a slight irony.

If you chase it now, will Aiden next to him be the last look? Why did Michael suddenly come running to say goodbye...... So far, as she said, Aiden has always been around her, and she has never been seen again?

"If I were you, I would put my heart and soul into the next challenge." Aiden's smile, as if everything in the world was a cloud, successfully stopped Anya's unspoken doubts.

Anya, who was interrupted, just glared at him dissatisfied.

Yes, Aiden is the Black Emperor's person, and he won't give her the answers she wants, and he won't betray the ghostly Black Emperor. With the status of the organization under only one person, if the Black Emperor moves the backbone of the organization as he pleases, there will be an avalanche of collapse below. So why did he do it?

No, that's none of her business...... No, it's about her! That guy who doesn't keep his word, he obviously promised not to touch her!

"It's okay, I'll never let you be like her." Anya bit her lip and looked firmly in the direction of the Black Emperor's disappearance.

Shirley, you don't know anything, so why do you have to ride yourself like this?

"Gone!" Anya clenched the reins in her hands and shot like an arrow in the direction where the Black Emperor had disappeared. She and Aiden ran dozens of times a day through the woods, the flat road covered with fallen leaves, where there were huge fallen tree trunks to jump on, where extremely low branches to dodge on horseback, where there were low-lying and trap-like puddles.

Running out of the woods and reaching the highest peak of the hill was a beautiful sight, but it was still not enough for her to judge where she was.