When Christina saw Angus's appearance, she finally understood why the so-called "Passion Night" would spread to many, many years into the future, and became the subject of countless girls' novels - with Angus's big mouth here, it was difficult for this kind of thing not to spread.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Angus's thinking circuit is simply a different dimensional type, and few normal people around him can read him at all-only he will be proud of such a shameful thing.

"It's frustrating. Christina shook her head and finally accepted Angus' invitation to stay here for a while. Although she was not at ease with Angus, at the same time, she had confidence in herself - even this crazy fellow could not settle the capets in the south!

Angus is like a humble little guy, walking in front and loyally leading the way for Christina.

It was as if he was just a burgher living in a busy city, not the heir to a huge principality.

But his villa is much more magnificent than the homes of ordinary citizens, and it can even be said that the luxury is staggering.

Born into the royal family, of course, Christina has long been accustomed to the opulent palaces, and even the tableware she usually uses for her diet is gold, silver, and even aluminum—they are the only ones who can use aluminum as eating utensils on the entire continent, and few universities can smelt this expensive metal, let alone purify it.

Still, the villa still struck her. The red carpet under her feet and the cyan porcelain in the corners were still secondary, but what really shocked her was the paintings hanging on the walls.

She paused in the corridor covered with oil paintings, and paused: "This ...... This is...... Is this the 'Prophetess's gaze'?" among the dazzling and remarkable paintings, she saw at a glance the most precious of them.

"Yes, miss. Angus had a look of intoxication on his face, "This is the 'Prophetess Gaze,' an ancient painting painted two thousand years ago. While the world is amazed by the miraculous pigments used by the ancients, I think it's her deep and unfathomable eyes and incomprehensible smile that are the most amazing thing about this painting. ”

"Everyone's interpretation of this smile is different, some people feel that she smiles comfortably and gently, like the wife of your dreams, and some people feel that she is extremely strict, like a nun in a church, while others read sadness, even ridicule and ridicule, and even the same person from different angles, different times, different moods to observe, will also produce different feelings. Angus smiled slightly, at this time he no longer had the usual jumping and madness, but looked elegant and noble, and his eyes were full of the kind of burning eyes that only an artist can have," However, my father said that he read the prophetess's great compassion for mankind, she stood on the level of angels and even gods, and looked at the ups and downs of mortals without words, and she had an insight into it, so that she could show a thousand forms in front of people, and she herself was hidden behind the fog, and no one could see her true face...... My father speculated that the author of the painting might have been the prophetess herself. ”

"Insight...... Is she ...... Sybil?" Christina looked at the painting distractedly. After seeing the smile of the woman in the painting, she suddenly realized that what she had been doing was just a futile struggle.

"That's right, she's Sybil. Angus shook his head, "It's a pity I don't know where her prophecy book has gone......"

Sybil's prophecy...... Is she and him destined rulers?" she suddenly remembered the silent look on his face when she and Sinampei met with him...... A sense of destiny haunted her - even the sighting of the painting here was a fateful thing.

But she's not that vulnerable, and she doesn't have the sentimentality of her girlhood.

She sneered: "It's a pity that this famous painting will eventually be destroyed in the war." She said this not only to increase her confidence, but also to express her disdain for fate, which she could not defeat. She also has family to save in her own way. She must dispel a qiē fear!

With that, she continued to walk deeper into the hallway, never looking back at the painting again.

Angus wakes up from the intoxication of admiring the paintings, only to find Christina inexplicably angry. Scratching his head in bewilderment, he looked at the painting again, but saw pity and mockery in the heroine's smile...... And Compassion, which he saw for the first time in this painting.

"Miss Christina, wait for me! you must not know the way, do you?" said Angus in a panic.

"No, I know the road. Christina shook her head. She had actually been here, and although the courtyard had been completely different at that time, and the legendary bedroom had already undergone drastic changes, she knew the way, and she knew where the guest room was.

"Miss Christina, it's so late, won't you have some dinner?" shouted Angus from behind.

Hearing this, Christina stopped herself. She noticed that her proud waist made some strange noises.

She nodded, and since the morning, she has only hastily eaten a little black bread.

"Bring me a little duck in oil, sauerkraut sausages and roasted foie gras, a little caviar and black truffle, and the soup will be served in Magyar tomato and beef soup, no potatoes...... Do you hear that?" before she knew it, Christina's attitude towards Angus had become arrogant.

"Understood, understood. Angus nodded hurriedly, but after a long time, he raised his hand and asked, "Miss Christina, what are tomatoes and potatoes?"

Christina fell silent, she had forgotten that Eugenia in this era still did not have tomatoes and potatoes.

"Then bring me an onion soup. She didn't say any more, but went straight into the guest room and slammed the door shut.

Christina also suddenly realized that she had said the word "tea" in front of Edward several times, and now that she thinks about it, it is really funny......