Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

After listening to Sister Zheng's answer, Yuanliuyuan

Go back and keep walking outside.

At the same time, looking at the two people on the street like a couple of gods, everyone in the entire Daqin Empire is intensively performing their role as tool people.

I wandered from noon to the evening, occasionally eating snacks or something, Yuanliuyuan also found that the crowd didn't care.

This weird thing happens a lot at any time.

[Strange, these people don't have to work and sleep?] It's just a businessman, but even the number of residents has not decreased. I have a little doubt in my heart, but when I remember that my wife is still behind me, Yuanliuyuan also gave up the plan to study it carefully.

In the evening, the two of them returned to the courtyard after strolling all day.

"Are you tired today"

Looking at his wife who was quietly reading a book over there, he packed up his shirt, and Yuan Liuyuan sat on the reclining chair that was side by side with Ying Ningwu's usual chair.

How do you think his wife thinks she looks good, he asked.

"Not tired."

The golden eyes squinted Genryuyuan slightly, and then continued to look at the book in his hand.

When he said this, the first emperor's heart was very calm.

Just kidding, she has lived for 18 years. She has lived for [-] years and more than [-] months. How could she be so tired when she goes shopping? In the matter of shopping, any woman has an infinite potential. Physical strength, no one can make an exception.

Even if there are exceptions, it is not a matter of physical strength, but of financial strength.

"Well, it's fine if you're not tired."

Nodding, Yuan Liuyuan lay down.

"By the way, Ning Wu, there is a question I want to ask."

As if thinking of something, Yuan Liuyuan's tone of voice tried not to care so much.

However, he still cares deeply about this issue! "Say."

This time, she didn't even bother to turn her head, Ying Ningwu sighed secretly why this man did so many things.

It's true, she is the first emperor who has no feelings for her. Could it be that he really treats her as his wife, please? Even if it is true, then he is her husband.

"Okay okay, I'll just ask once.

That...why me"

After hesitating for a while, Yuan Liuyuan still asked the question that he had always been curious about.

After all, on the night of time travel, I met a peerless beauty who said that she was introduced by a matchmaker, and then had a simple wedding ceremony.

Inexplicably got married, inexplicably had a person to accompany for a lifetime, no matter what

Whether it's her appearance, her family background, or something else, Yuanliuyuan felt that Ying Ningwu was definitely not that kind of... Casual person, his wife's temperament is definitely a lady from everyone, or a noble lady or something.

This is still the simplest case, and it is not impossible for the royal family and relatives.

I don't understand why my wife chose to get married by herself, although the two are very close, but this is a bit too hasty.

"why are you"

The rare one was stunned, and Ying Ningwu didn't know how to answer Yuanliuyuan's question.

Is it for Daqin to unite the real country for the sake of human intelligence or for that... prophecy, in order to prevent the micro and the gradual failure, those are not the real reasons.

Cold fingers pulled the hair on his forehead to one side, and there was only a long breathing sound in the air.

With an indifferent expression, Sister Zheng remembered how a man understands her, as well as cooking for herself, washing her clothes, giving herself a massage, etc. in less than two days.

Outside the window, the clouds gathered and covered the pale moon and the rich night overturned down.

A breeze blew, and the lights were gradually extinguished.

The endless sleep is long overdue, and those emotions that have been silent for thousands of years are finally awakened by the man.

After thinking about it, in the dark room, Zu Long's eyes were so bright.

"I'll only say it once, Yuanliuyuan.

Why you, the answer is very long, I will answer you with my whole life, are you ready to listen?"

Qin had the first emperor, named Ningwu, who suddenly met Yuan and loved him for the rest of his life.

Well, that's it ————————The dividing line ————————— Well, I always feel that I haven't sprinkled sugar in a long time, it's this flavor, it's this flavor!

Chapter [-]. The last master, Irisviel

The Royal Family, Einzbern.

The Einzbern family originated in the first year of the Western Calendar.

The founders are the disciples of the third magician, in pursuit of the miracles that the master did.

But because of their own limitations, they knew that they couldn't reach the height of Master's magical way, and they decided to take the next step. By creating an artificial person with the same performance as Master, they used the hand of an artificial person to realize the third method, and use " "Materialization of the soul" - this magic, strips human beings from their desires and achieves the purpose of salvation.

To this end, they made a lot of efforts, and the final result was the Saintess of Winter - Justisa.

Ritz Reichvon.

Einzren, an artificial human with the ability to realize the third law.

The home of Einzbern is in this ancient city that has been frozen for thousands of years.

The most spectacular and most glorious place is their family's holy place, that...in the chapel.

Accepting the call of the patriarch, Irisviel.

Einzbern came here, a special room dedicated to inheritance and guidance of magic rituals.

On the ceiling of the room are not images of gods or saints, but the inscriptions of thousands of years of history in pursuit of the Holy Grail.

This is certainly not a place to praise God's grace and give peace of mind.

In the castle where magicians live, the so-called prayer hall refers to the room for the sacrifice of the magic ceremony.

So here is taboo, hope, everything about Einzbern.

Among the three founding royal families, the Einzbern family spent the longest on the Holy Grail.

Enclosing themselves in the deep frozen mountains and stubbornly cutting off any connection with the outside world, they have been searching for the miracle of the Holy Grail almost a thousand years ago.

But their quest is full of frustration and humiliation, as well as painful countermeasures.

This went back and forth over and over again with no result.

Finally, despairing of pursuing the Holy Grail alone, two hundred years ago, he had to establish a cooperation agreement with an external magic family such as Tohsaka and Matou.

In the Holy Grail War that followed, their combat power was always behind humans, so they never beat them once and finally decided to go alone and send androids to fight.

Yes, the androids, the androids that were originally used as tools turned out to be their only hope now. This result sounds very ridiculous, but it is an indisputable fact.

Even if his bloodline as an artificial human is not recognized by Einzbern, even if he has never stepped out of this castle since he was a child, but, for the victory of the war, Irisviel was dispatched to serve as the role of this time. A member of the Red Masters.

"For the Holy Grail, for Einzbern!"

Everyone in the family said so.

"Lord Justeza"

There was only one painting in the silent corridor, and that was the portrait of the Winter Saint Justisa, and the two magicians who served her.

All three of them reach for the Holy Grail in the sky.

From the composition of this painting, as well as the balance of the creative intention, we can see how the Einzbern family two hundred years ago tried to belittle the Tohsaka and Matou families, and the kind of people who had to rely on their help. The humiliation I felt at the time was full of irony and ridicule.

In the room, Irisviel was waiting in front of the altar of the old demon who is the lord of the Winter Castle.

"You're here at last, Ellie."

Ubustaku.

Hay.

Feng.

Einzbey.

Since he inherited the seat of the eighth-generation patriarch, he has been known as Ahad.

By continuing life, almost two centuries have been lived.

Leading the Einzbern family from the search for the Holy Grail to the post-Holy Grail War.

Beginning in the time of Stethza, that is, after the Second Holy Grail War, Ahad has experienced more than

The pain of a failure.

Therefore, for him, the anxiety in his heart when facing this third opportunity is extraordinary.

I couldn't wait to call Irisviel over, because the holy relic that people were looking for in Cornwall was finally delivered this morning.

While stroking the white beard reminiscent of Dumbledore's guy, Ahad stared straight at Alice Phil with a shrewd gaze from the depths of his sunken eye socket. Can't see his old age.

Even Irisviel, who grew up in the old castle, couldn't stand the pressure of his paranoid gaze every time she confronted the patriarch.

"Okay, open it up, Ellie.

With this, you are the strongest of the red side and the strongest of Einzbern!"

On the altar that the old patriarch gestured with his hand, there was a long black charcoal cabinet that was bound exaggeratedly.

"Using this thing as a medium, it is possible to summon the strongest sword hero.

Ellie, take this as the greatest assistance the Einzbern family has given you."

There was no expression, Ahad said lightly.

"Really ashamed.

The patriarch."

Not knowing what expression to make at this time, Irisviel could only bow her head deeply.