Jian Qiao followed Lei Zhe's guidance and looked over.
In front of him, a group of people with blurred expressions were writhing on the sofa, on the carpet, and even on the tabletop.
Ever seen cheese infested with fly maggots? Such a scene is no different from that piece of cheese. Unchecked privilege produces corruption, and corruption becomes a breeding ground for germs, insects, mildew, and all that is filthy.
In a trance, Jane Qiao seemed to smell the odor unique to the swamp, emanating from the moldy corpses.
He stretched out his slender index finger and lightly tapped the tip of his nose.
The glass of red wine he had just drank had flowed all over his body along his blood, and turned into two hot blushes that slowly climbed up his cheeks. His face was always pale, but at this moment, he was like a rose blooming on a high mountain, blooming with a rare brilliance.
And his slightly frowning brows and tightly pursed lips made him feel a little more vulnerable.
Lei Zhe glanced at him casually, and the light in his pupils solidified.
After a while, Lei Zhe looked away with difficulty, and at the same time removed the wine glass placed by Jian Qiao's hand.
"A glass of warm water." He snapped his fingers at the waiter standing in the corner.
The waiter immediately brought a glass of warm water.
Jian Qiao realized that Lei Zhe had ordered the glass of water for her, and she couldn't help but be grateful when she looked at the other party.
This gratitude made his dark eyes radiate wet and bright light.
Lei Zhe glanced at him quickly, and said in a deep voice, "No thanks. If you can't even drink wine, you'd better go back to the remote Desolate. I can't stay in Grande every day, let alone all the time. Staring at you. What will you do next time if I can't make it in time?"
Jian Qiao hadn't figured out how to solve this problem, so she fell into silence.
He never promised to go back to De Solet, because he still had a lot to do.
Lei Zhe also noticed his resolute reluctance to go back, so he pointed at the group of people who were writhing like maggots and said, "See? There is no fresh breath brought by the drizzle on the flowers and green grass here, only alcohol, The stench of sweat and opium. It's not for you."
The Count was clean, and he couldn't bear to see him covered in filth.
Jane Qiao took a sip from the water glass and retorted softly: "but here is you. Sitting next to you, all odors are cut off, and I only smell a very cold one, like a goose feather snow falling on a pine and cypress tree. The sweet and refreshing scent it inspires.”
He couldn't help twitching the tip of his nose to prove that he was telling the truth.
Lei Zhe has an extremely domineering smell, which is formed by the constant contact between cold weapons and the grease that maintains them.
Cold metal will give off a blood-like odor due to rust. To remove the rust, it must be rubbed with sand and gravel. At this time, the person who maintains the weapon will smear the very thick tung oil on the blade of the cold light.
The rich fatty odor of tung oil has a wonderful chemical reaction with the scorched fishy odor, and finally forms a sword-like smell that is sweet but not sweet, cold but not cold.
This was also the first time Jane Qiao realized that the sword smell was not bad at all.
He looked straight into Lei Zhe's azure blue eyes and said seriously, "I like your scent. Sitting next to you makes me feel great."
Lei Zhe fell into an indescribable burning sensation. He wanted to say something, but there was a scalding hot air in his throat, which made his mouth dry and his head dizzy.
He had to lift the glass and drink the crimson liquid in one gulp. The spicy wine did not help to relieve the heat, but ignited a fire in my heart. He clenched his fists, feeling a sticky layer of sweat on his palms.
He had never been so nervous the night before he fought his strongest enemy. No, rather, it's excitement. The flames in his heart had burned through his whole body along the veins.
He drank two more glasses of wine, and then suppressed his tumultuous mood, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for your liking, but I still want to advise you to leave. See? Everyone here is dirty. Dirty. They may only have two baths in their lives, once at birth and once at marriage.
"They wear the most gorgeous clothes, but when the night comes, take off this shiny layer of skin, and you will find that their bodies are black and smelly. You are trying to blend in with such a group of monsters. They spray strong perfume not For the icing on the cake, but to cover up their decaying bodies."
He waved to the waiter and asked for a bottle of spirits.
The waiter was about to bend over to serve him, but Jian Qiao had already taken the wine bottle and filled it for Lei Zhe himself.
Lei Zhe stared at the considerate Jane Qiao, his Adam's apple rolling up and down uncontrollably. He drank the wine that the other party filled for him, and continued: "So, go back to your Desolette, or sooner or later, you will also become a stinking monster."
Raizhe would feel sad if Jane Joe also became like Andre.
The pure flower should bloom on the high mountains of Dessolette, where the cliffs will protect its bloom, where the mists will preserve its fragrance. That is the safest place.
Thinking of this, Lei Zhe tapped the table lightly with the empty wine glass, signaling Jian Qiao to refill it for himself.
When he persuaded Jane Joe to leave Grande, that slight tingling sensation began to travel all over the corners of his heart. He needs to numb this weird feeling with a douse of alcohol.
Jian Qiao looked at Lei Zhe carefully and found that his face was as usual and his eyes were clear, so he poured wine for the other party.
"But, here's you." Jane Qiao sighed and said: "You, who have been among these monsters, are not affected at all. You are always clean, and you don't need fancy clothes to decorate. myself, because you are the best of beings. I saw a bunch of monsters, but I also saw a very lovely person. I am with you enough to withstand this filthy flood of desire."
Jane Qiao tapped her heart with her slender fingertips and said softly, "Grande has you, this reason alone is enough for me to stay for a long time."
At this moment, he obviously forgot what he said to Lei Zhe when he first met.
He said he would leave once he was done with the king's banquet, because Grande was Razer's territory. At that time, he regarded Lei Zhe as a beast of a flood, but now he knows that this person is the safest fortress.
Lei Zhe: "..."
The flames in Lei Zhe's throat, heart, and body began to burn violently again. He fixedly looked at this stubborn person who was unwilling to leave no matter how persuaded he was, and fell into a long silence. The messy thoughts made it impossible for him to organize a complete sentence.
All he knew was that this person was using the sweetest and stickiest words to confuse his heart lake.
After finally breaking free from these honey-like vortexes, he could only spit out two words in a hoarse voice: "Pour wine."
He now needs a lot of alcohol to numb his heart that is beating so fast.
damn it! Mr. Earl must have studied the art of complimenting people! Otherwise he wouldn't be so powerful! Look at his choice of words, what "the best existence", "the most lovely person". Growing up so much, I never knew I was cute.
Lei Zhe's brows were tightly wrinkled, as if he disliked this almost disgusting flattery, but the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.
Jane Qiao covered his wine glass with a pale palm and said warmly, "Okay, stop drinking, we should leave."
This splendid hall has become a pure place for venting animal desires. If he stayed any longer, Jane Qiao would be stunned by the stench from these people.
Lei Zhe immediately stood up and said, "Let's go."
He picked up his coat and threw it to Jane Qiao casually: "wear it, you sweated a lot just now, the inner lining should be soaked. When the cold wind blows outside, your small body should lie down again. "
After he finished speaking, he let out a tsk, and seemed to dislike Jian Qiao very much.
"Thank you." Jane Qiao put on her coat and said seriously, "Look, I don't have to worry about anything when I stay with you."
"Shut up, I'm tired of hearing your compliments." The corners of Lei Zhe's mouth twitched slightly, but he immediately pursed his lips, and then put on an impatient expression.
The two walked outside side by side and took a deep breath in unison.
Two carriages approached separately, one was carved with the mark of anemone, and the other depicted a roaring lion.
Seeing Jane Qiao being helped into the carriage by the footman, Lei Zhe suddenly stretched out his hand, blocked the door that was about to close, and said seriously, "Why don't you go back? Don't use me as an excuse and tell me the real reason. I'm going to the army in a few days, the camp is far from the city center of Grande, and I'm still training. At that time, I won't be back for two or three months. If you think I can protect you, then you I was wrong."
Jane Qiao sighed and said slowly: "Well, the real reason is that I want to stay and open up a food route for my people. The city of Dessolette has only mountains and no large areas of plains. The food we produce is fundamental Not enough for a rapidly expanding population.”
Jane Qiao closed her eyes and her tone became solemn: "Have you ever seen a scene where corpses are lying in the snow in winter? The mother hugs the starved child to the sky and weeps, and the child kneels in front of the parents' cemetery and screams, that is the world Purgatory. And I never want to see that again."
He opened his eyes and said slowly: "So here I am, I want to have a good relationship with the great lords who have fertile land, and I want my people to buy enough food for the winter. And I am trying to have a good relationship with those great lords. We signed a treaty of free commerce. I want my people to go to any city without having to be killed by the local lord for absurd reasons of 'foreigners'. I want to keep them alive."
He pointed to his thin shoulders and whispered in a very firm voice: "Some burdens cannot be lifted, do you understand?"
Lei Zhe fell into a long silence as he looked at these dark and deep eyes.
Of course he understood this. The night when his sister resolutely broke up with her lover who had been in love for several years and entered the palace in a carriage alone, he understood that the reason why nobles are nobles is that some responsibilities are innate to them.
However, he did not expect Mr. Count to have such a realization. The other party's insistence on staying in Grande is not bewitched by power, nor yearning for a luxurious life, nor is it for the opportunity to climb up.
He is for his people, simple as that.
Lei Zhe let go of the hand blocking the car door, took two steps back, looked deeply into Mr. Earl's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I want to correct a wrong impression. Jane Qiao, you are not weak at all. In order to express Respect to you, I decided to stay at Grande for a while. I will leave when you are ready to leave."
What is the difference between this sentence and directly saying "I protect you"