Lei Zhe looked at the uninvited Garcia angrily, and Garcia sat down on the ground, took off the pure white silk gloves, and politely applauded the performance on stage.
Jian Qiao said in a very calm tone: "We only made an agreement three days ago, and three days later, you violated our agreement. Since that's the case, I won't interfere in your affairs in the future, this time I'm busy. ."
When he said this, he kept looking at the dwarfs with no expression on his face.
For the first time, he was trembling, but without hesitation, he handed over his little remaining trust in mankind, and what he got was such a result. His care and protection may just be a burden to Lei Zhe.
"No, I didn't! I didn't invite this woman at all! Butler, butler! Come here for me!" Lei Zhe was so anxious that he was sweating.
He held Jian Qiao's cold hand and explained eagerly, "Jane, what I promised you will definitely be done, I—"
Before he could explain more or wait for the frightened butler to come to the round table, the old duke said slowly, "I invited her. Seeing that she was not on the guest list, I added her privately. Thought it was the servant who missed the most important guest. I thought you bought these dwarfs to amuse her, and I thought you spent so much time rehearsing to gain her favor."
The old duke looked at his son and whispered, "I want you to win the bet, I want you to get back the ring with the family emblem carved on it."
Obviously, he knew everything about Lei Zhe. He knew the game and that Garcia was the one his son was chasing.
He thought he could help his son.
Lei Zhe was stunned for a few seconds, and then he showed an extremely angry expression.
He suddenly approached the old duke, pressed him with his unusually tall body, pointed to the tip of his nose, and almost growled: "You think, you think, everything is what you think! You always put your will imposed on everyone, but never consider our mood!
"Do you think I like war and killing? No, I don't! When I was five, I told you I wanted to be a wandering knight, but you told me that the men of Grande had to be warriors. So I became a soldier.
"You know what happened when I first went into battle and saw blood and stumps all over the floor? I vomited! I almost got beheaded by the enemy for that. Coming off the field, I was still vomiting, I I vomited for three days and three nights and nearly fainted! I was only fifteen years old at that time!
"But I know that fear has to be overcome because you don't like it! If I can't be a brave and fearless warrior, I don't deserve to be your son, I'll be banished and even stripped of Grande's surname! I don't want to Became trash in your mouth, so I forced myself to soak in blood, indulge in slaughter, and finally become a monster born for war.
"However, when I gave everything and my life to claim the glory that belonged to Grande, Hall didn't have to do anything to get your unconditional love. Hall enjoyed the power that I brought and took away The wealth and land I have accumulated on the battlefield, because you love him unconditionally! You will not ask him to do anything! He has only one identity, and that is your beloved son. You are willing to give everything you have Him, and everything about me and Mo An! Then I suddenly realized that there are some things I will never get, such as fatherly love."
Lei Zhe shook his head and said every word with hatred: "In my heart, my father is already dead! The only way he can help me is to never disturb me!"
The old duke looked at him in astonishment, tears quivering slightly in his cloudy eyes.
He never knew that when he first went to the battlefield, his son went through so many painful things. He never thought about how the younger son fought his way out on the battlefield while the eldest son was leisurely drinking afternoon tea in the castle full of flowers.
He never even thought that such a completely different arrangement would be unfair.
He really never thought...
"I'm sorry my child, I'm sorry!"
Apart from repeating this sentence in a trembling voice, the old duke was speechless.
Poems were being sung on the stage, and love was being expressed. The audience was laughing and applauding enthusiastically. No one noticed that there was a war going on in this corner.
The magnificent banquet hall seems to be divided into two worlds by two extreme emotions.
Razer's growl was an accusation from a traumatized soul. His azure blue eyes were no longer as distant and vast as before, but full of dark anger and resentment.
He is like a wounded lion, roaring at the enemy who threatens him.
The old duke fell back, his expression both sad and regretful, and the tears in his eyes flickered quiveringly, as if they would fall in the next second.
Some people began to notice the abnormality of the father and son, and then looked away.
Jian Qiao finally realized that she had misunderstood Lei Zhe. He hurriedly put his arms around Lei Zhe's shoulders and whispered to comfort: "Calm down dear, calm down."
As if that was not enough, he held Lei Zhe's face distorted by anger, looked deeply into the other party's dark eyes, and whispered: "Everything is over, you are here, you are fine." Then, he He started stroking Lei Zhe's cheeks over and over again, smoothing Lei Zhe's frown again and again.
The feeling of distress became stronger and stronger, and he took Lei Zhe's head into his arms, gently and slowly rubbing the other person's hair, coaxing in a low voice: "Shh, shh, everything is over. Listen. Listen to the chants on the stage, watch the joyful performances, and you'll be fine. No, everything is fine with you, you're still standing here, you're still alive, and that's the best."
As she spoke, Jian Qiao's eyes filled with tears.
He was feeling heartache for fifteen-year-old Lei Zhe. He thought that such a sunny Lei Zhe must live in happiness and joy. But he did not expect that Lei Zhe's childhood and the most beautiful boyhood were actually spent in hell.
It was only now that he understood why Lei Zhe could attract him so strongly.
Even in hell, Lei Zhe walked out step by step. He overcame the fear of blood, of war, of death. He did not lose hope, faith, or ideals because of it. He also did not develop a dark, depressed, fragile personality.
He's done saving himself.
He was not defeated by such cruel injuries. His psychic power is incredible, and this is what Jane Joe needs most.
So, like a moth, he rushed towards the flaming flame without hesitation. He tried to feel the light and heat from Razer.
Thinking of this, Jane Joe whispered emotionally: "Ray, do you know? Because of you, I thank God for the first time. I thank Him for protecting you and allowing you to survive the war; I thank Him for letting us meet and for letting us meet. We became great friends. I am grateful for everything now."
Hearing these words of gratitude and rejoicing in his arms, the flame of anger burning in Lei Zhe's heart was slowly extinguished. He suddenly found the meaning of existence, and all the pain he had experienced in the past seemed to be insignificant.
When he looked at his father, he didn't even think that the other party was so disgusting.
He regained peace and quiet.
"Jane, I'm fine." He cleared his throat and said very embarrassedly.
Jane Joe was still stroking his cheeks and hair gently, which is what a mother would do when she comforted her young son.
The last trace of anger left in Lei Zhe's heart also dissipated with his gentle soothing. The fluttering feathers fell in Lei Zhe's heart, scratching the tip of his heart, causing a trembling itch.
After the rage, Lei Zhe did not feel the emptiness of exhaustion, but obtained the comfort and satisfaction of settling down.
This is the strength that Jane Joe brings to him. Gentle, like water, a force that makes one want to indulge forever.
Without Jane Qiao, Lei Zhe's flame would continue to burn, eventually burning others to ashes.
He hugged Jian Qiao lightly and said again, "I'm really fine, thank you dear."
Only then did Jian Qiao let go of his head, and looked down at his expression, his expression was full of worry.
Lei Zhe grinned, embarrassed and ingratiating. He truly deduces what is called "temper comes and goes quickly". It was like a cannonball just now, wishing to blow up the old duke, but now it is as gentle as dough.
Jian Qiao nodded slowly, the dark eyes only then dissipated the haze and let out a faint light.
The old duke stood up on the chair and said in a trembling voice, "I understand, I won't bother you again in the future."
His hunched back seemed to be pressed down by something too heavy, and it looked like it was about to collapse. Just standing up took all his strength, so much so that his body was shaking slightly.
"Sit down, everyone is watching." Jane Qiao gently patted the back of the old duke's hand, reminding him not to let the guests find out.
He felt obligated to maintain the decency of his friend.
The old duke waved his hand with difficulty, and when he moved the chair away, he felt a little bit tired and almost fell. The pain and remorse in his heart robbed him of all his strength.
The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to help him, his expression extremely worried.
At this moment, Lei Zhe said coldly: "Sit down and watch the show together. The next few scenes were written by me personally. To tell you the truth, the plot is very exciting."
His outspokenness attracted a playful glance from Jian Qiao.
Leizhe is indeed a big tree growing in the sun. He would never allow himself to take root in a dark corner.
The eyes of the old duke suddenly lit up, but there was still a little disbelief in his expression. Is the son really keeping him
Lei Zhe raised his chin and said again, "Sit down."
I don't know why, as long as Jian Qiao is by his side, he can endure all bad people and things.
"Alright, let's watch the show together." The old duke sat down quickly, his eyes hurriedly moving to the stage. He was afraid that he would be kicked out if he didn't listen to his son.
The butler silently retreated to the corner.
The guests who craned their necks to check the situation also returned their attention to the dwarf's performance.
Jian Qiao held Lei Zhe's big hand and squeezed it lightly, which counted as comfort.
Lei Zhe inserted his five fingers between his fingers, grabbed him tightly, and took a big gulp from the wine glass.
Okay, what Jane says is. He wants the old thing to stay, so stay.
At the same time, Garcia, who had never been amused by Grande's dignitaries, suddenly clapped her hands and let out a silver bell-like laughter. She didn't care what the family was arguing about, arguing, and grudges. She was watching the show intently the whole time.
To say something unpleasant, even if these people drew swords and slaughtered each other in front of her, or even killed one or two, what did it have to do with her
What a bet is not a bet. Did they take her as cargo
She's had enough of these bastards! She now laughs whenever she wants, and doesn't hold back anymore.
So, the audience heard the courtesan's unladylike laughter.
Prince Andrew and his friends all turned black, look at me, I look at you, and said angrily: "Damn, this time Lei Zhe won again!"