Zuo Sixiang was still very dissatisfied.
After all, what Heimos did just now and what he said to His Majesty were all too presumptuous.
Zuo Sixiang, who is used to being upright and rigorous, is of course very hard to see.
He was about to rudely ask Heimos to step back, but what Heimos said made his heart move.
[Maybe my beloved is in the courtyard?]
Zuo Sixiang suddenly remembered that not only King Garland, but the Lord Heimos has never been married.
And this Your Excellency is four or five years older than His Majesty, let alone not married, there is not even a concubine beside him.
He suddenly had a headache.
Starting from the generation of King Camos, how come these heirs to the throne have such an attitude of not caring about their descendants
He thought about it and thought that was not bad.
It is rare that so many ladies came to the Hanami Festival celebration tonight. Besides Your Majesty, it is just right to solve the problem of Lord Heimos.
After all, in the eyes of their ministers, for the stability of the royal family, the more descendants, the better.
Thinking of this, seeing King Garland let Heimos sit next to him, Minister Zuo did not raise any objections and sat back quietly.
…
The maid on the side came up and filled Heimos with wine. Heimos held the wine glass in one hand and let the bright red wine fall into it, while he lowered his eyes and kept playing with the golden fan in his hand. .
With that casual action, Zuo Sixiang, who had already sat back down, frowned constantly.
But this is the end of the matter. King Garlan, the owner of the golden fan, didn't say anything, and he was not good at speaking. He had to turn his head to one side, out of sight, and concentrated on looking at the ladies in the flower garden. Thinking about which one is more suitable to be a princess, and which one is more suitable to marry Heimos.
Suojia, who was sitting near Zuo Sixiang, lowered his head and seemed to be drinking quietly, but if he looked closely, he would find that his fingers holding the wine glass were shaking.
Soggar thought his heart might stop beating tonight because he was too frightened.
Because a certain evil dragon guards his treasure, most people dare not glance at King Garlan.
But Suojia has been peeking over there from time to time because of worry, so he watched the scene just now.
Yes, the unfolded golden fan held up by Heimos covered most of their faces.
Even if others saw it, they only thought that the relationship between the two was very good, and they just whispered together, but Suojia guessed it at a glance.
kiss.
Absolutely kissed.
He even dared to swear by his faith in Nanna that Lord Heimos must have kissed His Majesty!
Right in front of the crowd, and in front of so many people—
Ahhh!
The panic jumped to the point of collapse and turned into complete numbness.
Although it was only half an hour, Suojia, who was suffering, felt that his heart had been tempered and forged like a stone.
Hehe, those two big men who cheated on the top weren't afraid of being discovered, why was he scared down there
The jar was completely broken, and the priest of Nanna drank the wine cup by cup with a blank face, only to be drunk tonight.
…
The celebration is still going on.
Now has come to the most anticipated, and also the most important part of the flower festival celebration.
According to legend, in order to thank the flower god Aphrodite for letting the flowers bloom for herself, the goddess of spring dances among the flowers, dancing gracefully.
That graceful dance is unparalleled in the world, and even a hundred flowers of heaven and earth are reduced to a foil.
Aphrodite was so fascinated by it that she gave her beloved golden fan and crystal mirror to the spring goddess who danced for her.
Therefore, the first half of the festival of the Flower Festival is to allow young boys and girls to meet freely and get to know each other. And in the second half, it was the moment when the girls like flowers showed their beauty.
If they are interested in a man, they will dance in front of that man.
And if the boy is moved by the girl's dance, he will give the girl the same accessories that he carries with him.
Similarly, at this moment, the second half of the Royal Palace's Flower Royal Festival has been carried out.
The people in the flower garden have already retreated to the side, revealing the circular high-level open space in the center of the flower garden.
The round high platform is surrounded by thin hollow stone pillars. The hollow abdomen of the white jade stone pillar is full of blooming flowers, and green vines extend from the inside and wrap around it.
Standing on the high circular platform, it was like being surrounded by hundreds of flowers.
The servants and maids also came forward on purpose, and hung twice as many hanging lamps on the surrounding style columns, making that place as bright as day.
The noble girls who wanted to become the concubines of King Garlan had already sent their maids in the first half of the festival and informed the chief of the servants in charge of the festival of their wishes.
Now, according to the arrangement of the chief attendant, they will step forward one by one, dance among the flowers, and show their most beautiful posture in front of the king.
If the king can give him the golden fan with his own hands, he can become the king's concubine, and from then on, he is the existence of one person under ten thousand people in Aaron Landis.
Not to mention how attractive the position of the princess is, the young and beautiful king alone is enough for them to be moved.
At the most critical moment, the ladies were gearing up, and they all swore in their hearts to make King Garlan feel their hearts.
With this ambition, they came on stage one after another.
The strings of the harp were plucked in the light, making beautiful notes.
The sound of the lute that accompanies it surrounds the surroundings, and the sound of the flute spreads through the night.
In the moving music, or three, or five, those beautiful girls danced lightly among the flowers.
Her long hair fluttered in the night, and her long skirt spread softly under the light.
Slim wrists, soft eyebrows.
The dance is charming and charming, and the dance is graceful.
For a time, all kinds of beauties, each with their own strengths, competed for beauty and beauty, which made people dizzying.
The only thing that is the same is that when everyone dances, they put their eyes on the seat as much as possible, and they all look with affection.
Some are shy and timid, some are charming and lively, and some are enthusiastic and bold with fiery eyes, looking at Garlan with burning eyes.
Well, it's the hardest to endure the grace of beauty.
At this moment, Garlan, who was sitting on the seat, could only think of such a sentence.
To tell the truth, these girls are indeed beautiful and moving.
It must be very happy if that guy Shulos is here now.
If you just enjoy the dance, then you will be very happy to see it.
but…
There was a lot of excitement below, but where he was, the atmosphere was extraordinarily depressing.
Heimos sat beside him, playing with the golden fan, and said nothing with his eyes down.
But there is obviously an invisible coldness emanating from Heimos. It is obviously a slightly hot night, which gives people a chilly feeling.
Although there was no expression on his face, Garlan knew it without guessing.
This guy is jealous.
And also eat a lot.
This quiet appearance is probably the tranquility before the storm.
… This guy is like a ticking time bomb, it just exploded at some point.
Garlan glanced at the man beside him and sighed helplessly in his heart.
I just hope this person can hold back until the celebration is over.
After all, this time, not only the city lords and high-level nobles from all over the country came to this festival, but also nobles from other countries. In any case, he didn't want to let it mess up in the middle.
Just when Garlan was thinking about it, he inadvertently glanced and suddenly saw a pair of familiar eyes.
Like a little milk dog who recognizes the Lord, it is black and bright.
It turned out that it was the turn of the girl with flaxen curly hair.
Although the girl was trying her best to dance, she fell over inadvertently because her eyes were fixed on him.
Seeing the girl standing up in a hurry, Garlan couldn't help but remember how she was picked up by Heimos not long ago.
So he couldn't help but smile.
As soon as he finished laughing, a golden thing stood in front of his eyes.
Looking closely, it was the golden fan.
Heimos suddenly raised the golden fan and blocked it in front of his eyes, blocking his sight of the girl.
The corner of Garlan's mouth twitched, and he pressed down the golden fan in front of him angrily, and turned his head to look at Heimos.
"Heimos, you..."
"You laughed twice."
"what?"
The golden-red eyes looked at Garlan deeply, the corners of the raised eyes were as sharp as sharp knives, and there seemed to be a dark fog churning in the bottom of his eyes.
"You smiled at her twice."
Heimos said, word for word.
His hand tightly clenched the golden fan in his hand.
Although he knew in his heart that this Hanao Festival celebration was forcibly held by the ministers, but as long as he thought of receiving the news from Suojia, his heart felt like a heavy stone... Also, when he hurried back, the first What I saw at a glance was a small smile from Garlan to the girl who was running towards him...
He hadn't intended to make such an amazing move.
However, when he saw Garlan laughing at the girl, Heimos only felt that his chest was bitten by a poisonous snake, and the venom called jealousy soaked his entire body with blood almost instantly. Body.
At that moment, the venom called jealousy completely corroded his sanity.
Without thinking about anything, without thinking about anything, he directly drew his sword and threw it fiercely.
A sword split the road between Garlan and the girl, causing the entire flower garden to be instantly silent.
And now, he watched as Garlan, who was beside him, smiled at the girl again.
The jealousy that the group of noble women tried their best to suppress to the depths of their hearts when they were courting Gallan with dancing gestures ripped apart the cage that locked it, like adding fuel to the fire, frantically rising.
Heimos looked at the people around him.
The long pale golden hair was draped behind the shoulders, revealing a half-smooth side neck, and the fair skin reflected the light with a light luster, like the curvature of a swan's neck, which was extremely attractive.
He suddenly had the urge to bite down on that seductive side neck in front of everyone.
He wanted to declare to everyone that this person was his.
He doesn't allow anyone to pry at him anymore, and doesn't want to see him smile at anyone other than him.
This man's eyes, red lips, his skin, voice, even a strand of hair—all his!
It belongs to him alone!
…
Um? Did you smile at that girl twice
Have it
when
Garlan, who had been told that, was still thinking in a daze, and suddenly felt an aura of danger.
Taking a closer look, his eyes met the eyes of the man beside him.
That's an extremely dangerous look.
Heimos stared at him and suddenly said, "You said, what would happen if I were here right now and kiss you in front of everyone?"
Garland's heart skipped a beat.
He opened his mouth to speak when suddenly a voice from below planned a conversation between them.
"Your Majesty, the dance dedicated to the Flower God by the ladies has ended."
Said the chief valet standing on the lower side.
In this kind of concubine selection ceremony, in order to avoid the embarrassment of the lost ladies, they will use disguised statements to declare that their dances are dedicated to the flower god Afdomir at the celebration.
The chief attendant said: "Please give the golden fan to the one who you think dances the most praised by the flower gods."
Following the commander's words, everyone's eyes focused on Garlan, curious, excited, expectant, and whispered in a low voice.
There was no time to talk to Heimos, and Garlan stood up.
Heimos also got up, with anxious eyes in his eyes, staring at Garlan.
Garlan turned sideways, and he stretched out his hand to Heimos, motioning for Heimos to return the golden fan still in his hand to himself.
Heimos's eyes darkened a little, and the restless flame burned his chest.
His right hand holding the golden fan is clenching tightly.
Although the delicate but extremely fragile golden fan has been slightly bent by him.
With just a little force, the golden fan will twist and deform at Heimos' fingertips, shattering into pieces of gold.
At this moment, Garlan sighed inaudibly, raised his hand, and patted Heimos on the head under the gaze of everyone.
No matter how the action looked, it looked like he was shooting a big pet that was restless and disobedient.
The entire flower garden was silent again in an instant.
It was like the moment when Heimos threw a sword not long ago.
Fataya, the female knight who was patrolling the safety of the celebration, looked away silently when she saw this scene.
Ah, there's a sense of déjà vu...
Heimos, who was still full of anxiety just a moment ago, was stunned.
He saw Garland smile at him, and then the hand that patted his head fell down and stretched out in front of him again.
Garland didn't say anything, just looked at him, smiled at him, his eyes were clear.
Those slightly curved eyes are like the curvature of the crescent moon in the night sky at this moment.
The big black wolf pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, a little aggrieved, but he still obediently handed the golden fan that he almost crushed to Garland's hands.
Garlan patted Heimos on the head again, as if rewarding.
Then, he turned around and walked down the low steps to the crowd who were still looking at him in amazement.
The people who were startled by the scene just now came back to their senses, stared at Garlan closely, whispered to each other, and whispered who would be selected.
Then came the moment when King Garland handed the golden fan into the hands of the princess he had chosen, the moment when the mistress of Aaron Landis was decided.
The atmosphere instantly became tense and solemn, especially the noble ladies, who stared at King Garlan and the golden fan in his hands with eager eyes.
Their eyes were so hot that they could melt a golden fan.
"Everyone who dances for the flower god is like a hundred flowers blooming here at the moment, each with its own rose and bright and moving."
Garland said he stepped forward, holding a golden fan.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stepped onto the high stage where all the ladies just danced.
"Because everyone is so good, it's really hard for me to choose."
"The reason why I hold this Flower Royal Festival is because I have not been able to decide who the princess will be."
"I know that this matter makes all the ministers very worried."
"Actually, it's not that I don't want to marry the princess, but because I've already decided what kind of princess I want to marry, I've delayed it until now."
"I only have one request for the princess I want to marry."
Bright golden eyes slowly swept across the people who were listening to his words calmly, and the young Wang suddenly smiled.
The moonlight poured down like water, covering the fine silver light of Gallan.
Among the hundreds of flowers, that simple smile actually caused the gorgeous flowers to lose their color in an instant.
He said: "I hope to marry a princess who is more beautiful than me."
King Garlan's words caused the entire flower garden to fall into dead silence in an instant.
Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment and looked at each other, unable to speak.
The night was terribly silent, only the voice of King Garlan continued to sound clearly in the flower garden.
He said: "Now, there is a lady who believes that her beauty is better than mine, please come to me, and I will give you a golden fan and marry you as my princess."
Ladies and gentlemen: "..."
No.
[Everyone in the world says that the beauty of King Garlan's appearance is unmatched in the world.]
[No one can compare.]