The carriage slowly stopped, and the general's palace arrived.

Fennie muttered for a moment, wanting to say something of thanks, but for a moment she didn't know how to say it. After all, there weren't many things she could take out as a thank you gift, and even fewer could make Allegri look at them.

"It's slippery on a rainy day, be careful on the road," Allegri was already a little drowsy, naturally not paying attention to these details, and casually ordered, "Ados, you can send Miss Fenny to the door of the house on my behalf." ”

"Take care, sir. The girl bowed her head and turned, and Dargnan stepped out of the carriage and opened her umbrella. The old butler with gray sideburns hurriedly led a team of subordinates to meet him, holding umbrellas, fur furs and other shelters from the rain and cold. Fennie rarely returned late, and the old generals and others were anxious, so they sent them to wait here.

Seeing that there was still some distance between them, the girl who was not in her mind suddenly stopped and asked softly, "Is the injury on Mr. Allegri's body strict?"

"It's fine. Dargnon was slightly stunned, not knowing how this weak aristocratic girl found out about the teacher's physical discomfort, so she had to vaguely admit it.

"It's unlikely, but if there's anything that can be used for me in the future......" Fennie muttered, trying to make a promise, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but hang her head in frustration and fell silent.

"It's good that Miss has this intention," Dargnan is also a shrewd person, and when he heard the other party's feelings, he hurriedly said comfortingly, "In the future, if something unusual happens to Norman, Miss can send a letter to announce it, and with that layer of relationship cover, no one will care." ”

"Good. The girl's eyes lit up a little, and she nodded vigorously. The old butler who greeted him glanced at Dalgnan suspiciously, but his young lady had a marriage contract. Who is this strange man, he looks quite handsome, but he doesn't know what his identity is.

Dargnan was quick for a while, and as soon as he said it, he regretted it. He wanted to comfort Finnie, so he casually made up an excuse, but when he thought about it. It seems that I should have consulted the teacher in advance.

"Miss Feeney, take your leave. Shaking his head in annoyance, Dargnon bowed to his chest, then turned and got into the carriage, ready to plead guilty.

"Miss, who is this gentleman?" asked the well-informed old butler, whose eyes lit up slightly. Just now, the other party subconsciously made a knightly salute. It was nothing, but the angle of its upper arm was not the same as Snowton's, could it be a nobleman from the southern countries? In the Kudran family, which had been loyal for generations, it was by no means a good match, and even worse than that dumb man Davide.

"A friend," the carriage began. As it faded away, the whole street became empty and quiet. With only the sound of the ticking rain and the echo of the wheels, the girl stood for a moment, took a deep breath, and asked, "Is Grandpa asleep?"

"Not yet. The old butler replied while putting on his coat for her, "The old man should still be listening to music in the flower hall at this time." ”

"I'm going to see him right away. Fennie seldom spoke in such a tone, rubbing the pages of birch bark in her sleeve. Fingers were trembling slightly.

Half leaning against the wall of the carriage, quietly listening to Dalgnan's report, Allegri waved his hand, indicating that it was okay,

"It's normal for unmarried couples to have occasional correspondence, and Fennie is also a measured person, so nothing will go wrong because of this. ”

"Teacher and Miss Feeney, do you really have a marriage contract?" Dalgnon scratched his head, puzzled. He remembered, however, that when he visited the old General Kudran the other day, Allegri had been reminiscing for a long time before he could barely remember Miss Fee's name.

"There is no road in the world, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road, don't you understand this truth?" Allegri was closing his eyes and recuperating, sleepy, and his mind was a little hazy, and he did not answer with any sincerity.

"Actually, Miss Feeny is pretty good," said Dargnan, sitting by the window, with a hitch in his hand, "and with the old General Kudran as a foreign aid, the pressure on the valley will be much lighter......

"Nonsense," Allegri interrupted, lowering his voice, "Miss Feeney has something else in mind, and this is just a show, so don't make a fuss." ”

"I see," Dargnon said halfway through his words, and suddenly looked at him in disbelief, "Teacher, you didn't deliberately deny it because you were afraid that Miss Onisha would be angry, did you?"

"Uh...... How is that possible," Allegri was stunned for a moment, and immediately defended, seeing that Dargnan still didn't believe it, he pulled him over, and said mysteriously, "I tell you, don't leak it, in fact, Miss Fenie's crush is in the valley." ”

"I know. Dhargnon nodded, his expression unsurprised.

"You know?" Allegri wondered, how did he get this kind of secret information?

"Isn't it you, teacher," Dargnon raised his hand and swore, "don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut, even if I am tortured, I will not leak half a sentence." ”

"you," Allegri spat at him, not bothering to sell it any more, "I'll tell you the truth, it's Illo...... Surprised, not surprised?"

"Not surprised," Dargnon shook his head and said with a smile, "Ilroke is one of the three most beautiful men in the valley, and his strength is not bad, so what is so strange that he has captured the heart of a girl." ”

"Who judged the three beautiful men?" and who else?" was aroused, Allegri sat up curiously, and asked in a loud voice. As the supreme ruler of the river valley, he didn't want to miss out on something so fun.

"Everyone's agreed," said Dalgnan with three fingers, one by one, "besides Illo, there is also Monsieur Dios—"

"Wait, wait," Allegri said, holding up his palms and wondering, "Illo is it, what is the matter with Dios?

"According to the judges, it's called mature charm," Dargnan explained, looking back for a moment, "men, it's not just about appearance, but more importantly, about temperament and demeanor...... These are the exact words in the selection criteria. ”

"Illo...... Dios ...... I understand," muttered the names of the two old friends, Allegri's face showed a look of understanding, but he pretended to be dissatisfied, "You are really, the selection must be fair, just and open, don't let us live up to the sacred vote in our hands because of our high status......"

"You guys?" Dargnan asked, keenly grasping the point, "what are you?"

"Huh?" Allegri was stunned for a moment, a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart, and asked cautiously, "Then who is the third person besides Illo and Dios?"

"Yes...... Student me. (To be continued......)

PS: (It's back.) ）