Whispering Verse

The princess under the street lamp asked softly, and then looked at the box that Xia De was carrying.

Xia De shook his head slightly, while breathing through his nose, the white hot air slowly dissipated with the wind:

"Actually, I was the one who saw you at Fort Midhill in the autumn, delivered the information, and diverted MI6 at the train station."

He is still holding the princess's hand, this is to prevent himself, a big liar, from being slapped in the face. But she didn't do that, she just pursed her lips and looked at Xia De:

"so?"

There is also a white mist when opening the mouth, which is a scenery only in winter.

"Actually, I'm a grey-headed eagle. Oh, don't look at me like that. I'm not the grey-headed eagle I used to be, I'm..."

Pausing for a moment, staring into the eyes of the princess. But out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the figure of Sparrow Hamilton in the darkness behind the princess.

[Your own imagination. 】

"Strictly speaking, I am Grey Eagle II."

He never took the initiative to admit this to anyone. Even Doctor Schneider, who knew all this, had heard it from the ghost of Detective Sparrow.

"I...inherited everything from Sparrow Hamilton, yes, really everything. His identity, his property, his house...the cat was not his, it was the trustee Ms. Gothe's, but this commission was indeed accepted by him...so, for my own convenience, and to repay him a little, I did some things for him."

He laughed at himself:

"Although I said I was doing things for him, it was just to cover up my actions."

Margaret's eyes were fixed on him, and she didn't care even though the snow was piling up on her shoulders:

"So, you've been lying to me from the very beginning, you've been covering up that we've seen... the bombing note, and you left it too?"

"Yes."

Xia De nodded, he felt that he did the right thing:

"At that time, there was no better way to inform you. Although the specification of the bomb could not hurt you, if other people were injured because of your visit, you would be very passive in public opinion."

Xia De knew that this was an excuse for his actions, and he also wanted to use words to get Margaret's forgiveness. The latter looked at him, and the two of them stood together in the snow, under the gas lamp, and the flying snowflakes circled above their heads.

They were still holding hands, Xia De felt that the princess's hand was exerting force, and her heart was not at peace:

"Why?"

She looked into Shad's eyes and asked, as if she wanted to see his soul:

"Why, tell me this before I leave?"

Shad told the truth:

"The lady just now is from the Truth Society, but she is indeed very wise. She is right, some things cannot be delayed. Tonight is your last night in Tobesk, and I don't want to deceive you again. See you off at the dock After meeting that maid lady and her fiancé, I think we are already friends, and quite good friends at that. I think I shouldn't hide it anymore."

He said seriously:

"Even though I took someone else's identity, I didn't do anything wrong, and I didn't owe anyone anything. I should have told you this instead of sending you off with a lie. Margaret, I don't like to deceive anyone. "

He also looked into the eyes of the princess under the gas lamp, her eyes were beautiful:

"I don't want to hide it anymore, even if it has something to do with my original identity, even if it's the secret of my home in Place Saint-Terraine... Marguerite, I think, I should be here tonight To tell you this, instead of keeping it hidden...Yes, you are about to leave here, and you and I don't need these secrets...Oh!"

He suddenly screamed in panic, because the princess suddenly pulled out the hand he was holding, and then pushed Xia De into the darkness.

As if the opera had come to its climax, while the snowflakes were splashing above his head, the young knight staggered backwards until he was pushed by the princess to the low wall by the side of the road that was not illuminated by the gas street lamp.

While the suitcase fell to the ground and bounced, and was left alone in the light, in front of the red brick wall, Marguerite Anjou used her body to force Shade between her and the street wall , supported the wall with one hand, then bit his zui lip and kissed it.

The suitcase containing the 1,000-pound banknotes was left alone in the light, and snowflakes soon covered the box, and the small shadow on the edge of the box was so quiet and unnoticeable.

In the darkness a few steps away, the two were closely entangled. Xia De has kissed many girls, and knows the smell of lipstick, tears, and perfume, but this is the first time he knows the smell of snow and blood.

The snow falls on the shoulders, and the moon is so gentle behind the clouds. It wasn't until her lips started to go numb that Marguerite Anjou let go of Xia De who was pressed tightly against the wall by her.

She pursed her lips, the taste of Xia De's blood in her mouth. And Xia De, whose lip was bitten, pursed his lips and looked at her:

"Margaret, I hope you know what you're doing."

He remains calm:

"I have been involved with more than one girl, I admit, you are a very beautiful girl, but... yes, I have a crush on you, but there are more than one girl I like... Actually There are other things I didn't say..."

This refers to the identity of MI6 and his relationship with Miss Sylvia. Xia De really hoped that the princess in front of him could figure it out, and not do something irrational because of the atmosphere.

【You don't like her? 】

"She" asked with a smile.

Of course, Xia De has a good impression of the princess of the southern country, even if this affection is not as good as his feelings with Luvia, Dorothy, and Rezia, but Xia De will not deny it. Therefore, just as he said at this time, he needs Her Royal Highness to understand what she is doing.

Although the outsider is greedy, he will not cheat any feelings.

The girl with light golden hair showed an expression of wanting to laugh and cry, and spat to the side in a very unladylike way, the color of lipstick and blood spread on the snow layer:

"Of course I know what I'm doing, I won't be your lover, I'm the princess of Carson Rick!"

Xia De didn't say anything more, and raised his hand to sweep the snow off the princess's shoulders. But for some reason, the snow fell bigger and bigger, and the hair of the two of them was dyed white. Trying to clear it was just a drop in the bucket.

He wanted to get the suitcase under the gas lamp, but the young girl pushed him back with her shoulder forcefully and kissed him again.

The patrolling policemen passed by here, carrying gas lamps and complaining about the weather. Seeing the suitcase, he walked faster in surprise, and saw two young men by the wall, so they smiled at each other, motioned to keep quiet, and left quietly.

"You, Shad Suren Hamilton."

She put her hands on the wall, her face was flushed, but her eyes looked at Xia De as if they were shining:

"Unfaithful greyhound, unclean knight."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the wound on Shad's lip, but she kept her eyes on Shad:

"I know what a handsome gentleman's love life you are... But, you are still a grey-headed eagle, and you must be a grey-headed eagle. I need you."

She needs the important agent "Grey Eagle" as her political capital.

"no problem."

Shad nodded.

"You didn't choose me, but I fell in love with you. The princess of the noble Anjou family will not be anyone's love...I, Marguerite Anjou, want you to be me lover. Yes, I have a crush on you!"

She took a deep breath, and the taste of rust in her mouth still did not dissipate:

"I have even bigger goals, so you won't be the love of my life, you can leave at any time. And I can only kiss you. Knight, gray eagle, detective, Xia De, you, Are you willing to be my lover who can only kiss each other? Until, until me, I abandon you?"

The white mist dragged in the wind like a long dragon, and the final sound was quite hysterical. Xia De knew how complicated the inner feelings of the princess in front of her were. But he couldn't talk about his specialness, at least not before greeting the witches.

"Yes, only for kissing..."

Xia De hugged the girl in front of him, he knew what he wanted, and the indifferent entanglement was meaningless to him:

"Even if I like more than one girl..."

"What I can't do with you, let other princesses do with you."

The noses were almost touching, and no one cared that they were standing in the snow ~www.readwn.com~ or that someone might be looking for them in the banquet hall of the Canary Manor.

"Shad Sullen Hamilton...I'm leaving tomorrow."

His beautiful eyes were fixed on Xia De, so this time, Xia De took the initiative to hug and kiss the girl in front of him.

They did not return to the Canary Manor immediately, and of course they did not go to Saint Teresa Square, nor did they stay on the street and continue watching the snow with the cold winter wind blowing. Instead, they took a carriage to the city outside the city according to the original plan. public cemetery.

Along the way, Xia De hugged Margaret, told the story of Grey-headed Eagle and "Grey-headed Eagle II", and explained his current situation clearly. It was a story that started in midsummer this year. It wasn't particularly exciting, but it was enough to attract the attention of a foreign princess.

When we arrived at the cemetery, the heavy snow that covered the entire Tobesk region had also covered the grave of Mr. Sparrow Hamilton.

They didn't disturb the cemetery, but quietly found the location of the tomb in the dark.

Xia De doesn't come here often, but it seems that every time he comes here to visit the former detective, he has a completely different mood.

"Until he died, he remained faithful."

Xia De bent down and squatted in front of the tombstone, and put down two bouquets of flowers that came from Canary Manor before leaving. It is difficult to find fresh flowers in such a season.

"In the autumn, for a special reason, I had a channeling to see the soul of Detective Sparrow. He told me not to disturb him anymore."

Having said that, Xia De smiled. He stood up again and stood side by side with Margaret. It was cold at night, and she wore a cloak and looked at the snow-covered grave in front of her.

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