I was beheaded in the Middle Ages for 20 years

"Why? Which aspect are you talking about?"

Xu Siling didn't like to beat around the bush, especially at this time.

"Why did you take this letter from your father? Does he know about this?"

"Him? Of course he doesn't know. If he knew, he would definitely not let me take it."

Chrissy, who was not wearing shoes, was a little shorter, and her head reached Xu Siling's chest.

With a lazy look, she was very happy and satisfied with Xu Siling's appearance.

It's like, the result you hoped for was confirmed.

She thought about Xu Siling appearing, and then Xu Siling appeared.

"Then why are you doing this."

"Of course it's to help you." Chris said very directly, "Knight Raya, I saw during the day that this letter is very important to you and Miss Raya. It's so important that you never like to frown. , frowned.

Xu Siling couldn't help but rub her eyebrows, not knowing where to complain.

"Then you should also know very well that your father and your brother value this letter very much, so you just take it away easily, are you not afraid of worrying them?"

"Maybe, maybe, I didn't think about it that much." Chris blinked, "I saw that you cared about it, so I just wanted to help you, and I didn't think about anything else."

"So the letter placed in the bookstore is for me."

"It's for you, but it's also for my father." Chris was a little embarrassed and scratched her face gently with her fingers: "I'm afraid that my father will look through this letter today. If he can't find it, he will be worried. I'll simply keep it. It doesn't matter whether you see it or father sees it. Anyway, I have decided that if you don't come tonight, I will go to the bookstore tomorrow and take away the copy of the letter I reserved. I'll go to Bulwa's house in person and deliver the letter to you."

"It seems that you will decide on sending the letter to me during the day."

"That's right." Kris smiled like a girl, not an aristocrat.

"Miss Chrissy"

"Just call me Chris, just like I want to call you Xu."

Xu Siling looked at the two-handed sword in her hand and couldn't help shaking her head: "Chris, what's going on with this sword?"

"It's nothing."

"I remember that it was Knight Wade's weapon. Why is it here with you? If I remember correctly, Marquis Boggs is not the lord of Knight Wade."

"Indeed not. I wanted this sword, but Mrs. Stan was unwilling to give it to me, so I had to ask my father to find a way for me."

"You like collecting weapons?"

"I don't like it. I can't even ride a horse. How can I like this?"

"Then why are you."

"Because of you."

Xu Siling fell silent, and in the dark bedroom, Chrissy's eyes seemed to be shining.

"This sword was used by you. It also witnessed your dazzling performance in the Paris Knights Tournament. Although it cost my father a lot of money, I think it was worth it."

"What are you planning?"

"Actually, I don't quite understand either."

Chris came to the balcony and gently closed the curtain. She seemed to feel a little cold.

But this behavior made Xu Siling's heart tighten subconsciously.

Because the entire bedroom was even darker.

"I just want to get it. At least I can get something related to you. Ask me what I want to draw. If you say no, it will make me appear false. But if you really want to draw something, I can't tell you."

After Chris finished speaking, she came to Xu Siling lightly like a butterfly, stretched out her hand and held his cuffs.

"Don't stand, sit on my chair."

Xu Siling was pulled to sit down. The chair was very soft.

Putting the two-handed sword back on the table, he looked at Chris, whose face was full of excitement and joy, and didn't know what to say.

His purpose tonight was just to get the letter and confirm its contents, thus deciding the life and death of Boggs and his son.

The goal was halfway accomplished, the letter was already in his arms.

Although this letter was helped by Chris.

But from a more serious perspective, even if Chris did nothing, the letter would be in Xu Siling's hands.

Xu Siling heard that Chris said that if he didn't come to steal the letter tonight, Chris would personally deliver it to him tomorrow.

This kind of thing sounds very fantasy.

But... I can feel that Chris can really do it.

Only then did Xu Siling realize that Blanche and Chris were the two extremes in their attitudes towards life.

A person who is restrained to the limit is not only the restraint imposed on her by the outside world, but also her own self-restraint.

The other one grew up in an extremely pampered environment. She grew up without any restrictions. She could do whatever she wanted. It seemed excessive, but it was not too different.

At least Chris is not as gloomy and hesitant as Blanche. She can always focus on her own ideas to please and satisfy herself.

You can't say he has a bad temper.

It’s just that Xu Siling feels that such Chris will be extremely difficult to deal with.

You Qi heard that in order to get this sword that did not belong to him, Chris made her father pay a lot of money to get it just because he had used it and it had some special meaning.

"You're not helping me, Chris."

"But I think, I want to help you, Xu, isn't this the most important thing."

"No, we are different. Our identities are different. We need to be clear about the boundaries of our identities."

"What's different?"

Chrissy walked around behind Xu Siling and gently held Xu Siling's shoulders with both hands, squeezing Ruoweiruowu, as if she was feeling something.

The more I touch Chris, the happier I am.

The strength of the shoulders and the toughness of the muscles were extremely exciting to her soul when touched.

She felt so safe that she wanted to put her head on her shoulders.

"Xu, I am a noble, and you are a noble. I am a human, and you are a human. The only difference is that you are a man, and I am a woman."

"That's not what I meant."

"I'm not stupid." Chris snorted, looking squeamish and arrogant: "Of course I understand what you want to say. What you want to express is not the same as what your father said. You and Miss Raya are the kingdom. The three main third parties, you and Miss Raya, have no intention of supporting the nobles, right? "

Xu Siling didn't answer. Seeing his silence, Chris continued talking to herself.

"I don't know much about the political side of the kingdom, they don't want me to get involved and I don't want to know."

"But I think, as a woman, it doesn't matter whether you are a noble, a royal, or a member of the Holy See. I pursue you, right?"

Xu Siling sighed: "I have a wife."

"Okay, okay, I know, you don't need to confirm with me, I also believe that your wife must be a perfect wife. To tell you the truth, I am quite envious of her, and I still fantasize these days, what if It would be great if I could be your wife."

"So Miss Chris, don't say anything about pursuing or not pursuing me. We have different identities and are not suitable."

"I do not mind."

"I mind."

"What do you mind? Do you mind my identity? Do you mind that my father is the Marquis of Boggs? Or do you mind that my father wants to threaten you? Or do you mind that you have a wife?"

Xu Siling looked at Chris who had come around and said firmly.

"All."

"Xu, you have to know that these words coming out of your mouth are very hurtful."

"I came to Paris not to win anyone's favor or to have a good relationship with anyone."

Chris was a little hurt when Xu Siling rejected her one after another.

She knelt down in front of Xu Siling, with her lower body pressed on Xu Siling's thigh, especially her head, which was like a puppy looking forward to being touched, rubbing it lazily. This behavior made Xu Siling sit up and feel irritated, indescribable.

"But Xu, I think love has no boundaries. If I can hug everything, it doesn't matter if I hug you awkwardly."

"You said there are differences in status and boundaries, but I don't think feelings should care about this."

"You mind if my father threatens you and Miss Raya, then shouldn't I give you the letter now? If he doesn't have the letter, how can he threaten you?"

"If you say you mind having a wife."

"I don't mind, I just want a hug."

"Maybe my behavior is really stupid and frustrating, and it makes you feel ridiculous."

"But if I can really embrace everything, it doesn't matter if I look a little clumsy."

Chrissy's words were very aggrieved, so aggrieved that one wanted to hold her in his arms, so aggrieved that one wanted to touch her head.

Especially for the medieval female aristocrats, the soft nightgown they wore was not particularly close-fitting, and the faint spring light was often exposed, making Xu Siling restless.

Chrissy's confessional words now made Xu Siling not sure how to reply.

He had already said the answer before, and he didn't want to repeat it feebly.

And Xu Siling knew one thing very well.

That is, using self-movement brewed by self-grievance will have no other results. It can only be self-imprisonment and self-harm, and make people who are "impossible to understand" helplessly watch the aggrieved person being self-moved and helpless.

He didn't think Chris liked him that much, maybe it was just the whim of the female noble?
The two really don't get along much.

At most, he saved her in the knight's competition, taught her how to ride a horse, and met her tonight.

To be precise, the two of them only met three times in less than five days.

Three faces are enough to make a female noble say she falls in love with him?

Ella is special after all, and he can accept it.

But that doesn't mean Xu Siling can accept the emergence of a second 'Ella-like' person.

Xu Siling didn't reply, and Chris was a little sad, but she thought it was good that she could lie on Xu Siling's lap now.

At least Xu Siling didn't push him away directly and leave from the balcony.

To comfort myself, Xu Siling didn't completely reject her directly.

Just like that, Chris lay half of her body on Xu Siling's lap like a puppy eager to be petted.

Xu Siling didn't look at Chris, but took out the letter from her arms.

He wanted to read the contents of the letter and confirm something.

Hearing the sound of the envelope being opened, Chrissy didn't say anything to disturb her. She just took pleasure in drawing circles on Xu Siling's thighs with her fingers, making his thighs itch.

The curtains on the balcony were drawn, and Xu Siling, who had adapted to the darkness, still struggled to read the contents of the letter.

He read slowly and Chris didn't rush him.

But as time passed, Xu Siling's face gradually darkened, but Chrissy didn't notice it at all.

After reading the letter, Xu Siling suddenly stood up from the chair.

Chrissy, who was originally lying on his lap, fell directly to the carpet. Although it didn't hurt, she was stunned by the fall and didn't understand what happened.

Before Chris could ask, she just raised her eyes, but a big hand clamped down on her fair face.

Those big hands clamped her face firmly, and she felt pain.

She fell on the carpet, Xu Siling leaned down and their faces were very close.

She was so close that Chris could feel the uncontrollable ferocity in Xu Siling's eyes.

In the dark bedroom, these ferocious brown eyes struck Chrissy's brain directly.

Her eyes were trembling in panic, but actually tinged with a little excitement.

"Have you read this letter?"

Chris looked straight into Xu Siling's ferocious eyes, seemingly obsessed and unresponsive.

Xu Siling was not allowed to repeat it again.

"Chris, let me ask you, have you read this letter?"

However, Chrissy still didn't answer, but gently held Xu Siling's hand that was holding her face with both hands.

She held Xu Siling's hand and slowly pulled it down.

Only then did Xu Siling realize that he might have hurt Chris, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

But what Xu Siling didn't expect was what happened next.

Chrissy pulled his hand down.

Pulling it down to her slender and soft neck.

It was so soft that if Xu Siling was willing, she could break Chrissy's neck with just one force.

Chrissy's eyes revealed panic, but the panic in her eyes was gradually filled with excitement.

She spoke.

His tone revealed a strange excitement.

The corners of her seductive mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"Pinch my neck, Xu."

Xu Siling couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously wrapped his hands around her slender and soft neck.

And this close behavior made Chris even more excited, and her body was trembling vaguely.

Chrissy didn’t know what was wrong with herself.

All she knew was that she was thrown to the ground by Xu Siling. Xu Siling looked at her with a ferocious look like a beast staring at its prey, lying prone in a condescending posture.

Kris was obsessed with this feeling, especially the moment Xu Siling pinched her neck.

"Would you break me if I said I'd seen it?"

Xu Siling didn't get the answer he wanted, especially Chris's weird and ambiguous attitude, which made him irritated.

He really wanted to make sure now whether Chris had read this letter.

Judging from the content of the letter, if Chris had read it, her attitude towards him tonight would be somewhat different.

At least not right now.

Chrissy's answer was not satisfactory.

It was as if Chris wanted to offend him and see him angry.

It was even stimulating the desire within him.

The strength in his hands couldn't help but increase.

Kris suddenly felt suffocated. Her eyes slowly looked up. Her body was not struggling, but rather...
Xu Siling quickly let go after coming back to her senses.

Even if Chris had actually read the letter, now was not the best time to kill her.

Especially Chris's situation is not right, he wants to leave here.

Unexpectedly, he wanted to let go and get up, but Chrissy was unwilling to let him go.

She was on the ground, holding Xu Siling's wrist tightly with both hands.

His eyes were revealed, like those of a puppy full of psychedelic longing.

Humble, pray and ask for.

"Xu, don't go."

"How about you break me tonight?" (End of Chapter)