"Anse, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you lately?" Albert smiled and said hello to Anse.
"Well, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, senior." Ans Aier nodded, but seemed a little absent-minded and a little anxious, "Um... senior, I'm sorry, I have something else to do and I'll leave first."
After saying that, Ans Aier hurried past Albert and left quickly, as if there was something really urgent.
Something doesn't seem right about the Queen lately? what happened? Albert looked at his retreating figure and frowned.
The abnormality seems to have started from last time... It seems like he should go find out what is going on.
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"Garfiel." Ansel waved to the man standing not far away, indicating his position.
Hearing his voice, the man immediately turned around with a smile and walked towards him.
"Have everything been sorted out?" Garfiel hugged his fiancée and asked with his head down.
"Well, let's go back." Ans Aier nodded.
"Okay!" After noticing that he was using us, Garfield responded happily.
After understanding his own feelings not long ago, Ansel only struggled for a few days before choosing to follow his heart and be with Garfiel.
After all, life is short, do you have to know how to enjoy yourself in time
Ever since they got together, Garfiel seemed to be trying to make up for the old time, pulling him to show off every day.
And the previous rumors that their relationship was not on good terms were self-defeating.
However, since the relationship has not been confirmed for a long time, there are still very few people who know about it.
However, Ans Aier has every reason to believe that after a while, the entire academy will know about it.
After staying in the college for a semester, he didn't notice anything else, but he did notice that everyone has a heart for gossip.
Then, because the first semester's classes were completely over, he and Garfiel were going back to their families today.
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imperial capital
Marshal's Mansion
"Ans said he was coming back?" Marshal Miriam, who was rarely at home, asked his wife beside him.
"Yes! I heard that they have a holiday starting today~" Fiona nodded, her face couldn't hide the joy and some thoughts mixed with it, "I don't know if this child is doing well in the academy... "
Fiona even had some sad tears in her eyes when she thought about how difficult it would be for Bate, who had only an F in the system, to live in that highly competitive college.
"Don't worry Fiona, Ans has grown up, I believe he can take care of himself." Miriam patted his wife's hand in relief, her serious face full of softness. "By the way, where is the boy?"
"DeWitt? I asked him to pick up Ans." Fiona said with a smile as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. She didn't want Ans to see any sad or fragile expression on her face.
Suddenly she heard the sound of a spaceship landing outside, and Fiona excitedly asked the maid standing by.
"Is Ans back?"
Having received the message from the servant standing outside, the maid nodded.
"Yes ma'am, the young master is back, and..."
Before she could finish her words, Fiona was so excited that she could no longer suppress the yearning for that whole year. She wanted to see her lovely child as soon as possible. Holding the hem of her skirt, she urged Miriam to run towards the yard.
"Oh, come on, honey, come on! I can't wait to see my Anse!"
"Don't be so impatient, people don't disappear out of thin air! You are so old, yet you are so reckless..." The marshal stood up helplessly, following his wife closely to guard her, for fear that she might accidentally fall. .
However, they did not hear the maid's unfinished words, but they met an unexpected person in the yard.
The two men stared at each other, but Fiona didn't care. She rushed up and gave her baby a warm hug.
"Ansi, you are finally back. Mom misses you so much..."
"I miss you too, mother." Ans Aier hugged his beloved mother back, and stood obediently for her mother to look at.
"Let mom see why you have lost a lot of weight. Is it because the food in the college is not to your liking? Or is someone bullying you? Tell mom, she will never let you be wronged..." Fiona surrounded her house The baby kept asking questions and completely ignored her husband.
"No one bullies me, mother." Ans Aier was a little helpless, but felt very warm in his heart.
"That's great Ans!" Fiona breathed a sigh of relief, and then noticed the two men who had been looking at each other for a long time. "Who is this?"
"Mother, I am Garfiel Bertram, nice to meet you." Garfiel held his right chest with his left hand, bowed slightly, nodded to Fiona, and performed a standard aristocratic salute. You can't find anything wrong with it.
"Nice to meet you Garfiel. I've heard your grandfather mention you before, but this is the first time I've met you. What a lovely child." Fiona's face was full of joy, she lifted up her skirt and bent her knees slightly. Responded with proper etiquette.
"You bastard, please stop shouting!" Miriam said coldly with a dark face.
"Nice to meet you too, father." Garfiel shouted respectfully.
If his grandfather were here, he would probably be stunned to see such a low-brow and submissive person, wondering if he had been hit in the head.
Miriam was dismissive of his low profile. He had no good impressions of Garfiel, who had previously wanted to open the door to their marriage.
"Humph!" He snorted coldly, wanting to say something more.
But he was interrupted by Fiona, who felt more and more satisfied the more she looked at Garfiel—
"Okay, okay, they should all be tired. If you have anything to say, we can wait until after dinner!"
So, the lord marshal who strictly controlled his wife obediently shut his mouth and followed his wife into the house.
As for the poor Devitt who missed the point, he has been completely forgotten.
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After drinking and eating, Garfield was dragged by Miriam to talk about "things between men."
Ans El was pulled back to the room by his mother. They hadn't had a good chat for a long time, and Fiona had too many things to say to her child, whom she hadn't seen for a year.
"I won't beat around the bush with you. I just want to know what you want to do when you come to my place today?" Miriam asked seriously, sitting on the main seat, with her stern and serious black eyes. He looked straight at the grandson of his old friend.
At first, he was very satisfied with the grandson of his old friend who was Ans's betrothed. He had a handsome face and had reached the rank of general in the military at a young age. But what happened later made his impression of him much worse.
Looking at him now, he doesn't like it no matter how he looks at it. There is nothing about him that he finds pleasing to the eye.
Without Fiona by his side, the handsome admiral no longer showed a respectful and frightened look to please people.
Because he knew deeply that the man in front of him, Imperial Marshal Miriam, could not be easily pleased like this.
"I'm just coming back with Ans to meet my future parents-in-law."
"Ha." Miriam sneered. He looked at Garfiel expressionlessly, with no emotion or anger in his voice. "DeWitt told me before that you wanted to break off your engagement with Ans. I I asked you before and you nodded. Your grandfather also came to me and said he wanted to break off the engagement."
"The marshal said it, it was just a thing of the past." This incident has always been the only failure in his life, and he was often made things difficult by DeWitt because of it. As a result, I came up with many ways to deal with it.
So when Miriam asked about it, Garfiel was quite calm.
"Then, tell me—" Miriam suddenly raised her voice, and her majestic black eyes gave people a heavy sense of oppression, "Do you like Ans?"
"You should know that I can tell whether you are lying. So, don't try to lie in front of me." He added.
"No." Garfiel shook his head, and Miriam's face suddenly darkened.
Before Miriam got angry, he spoke again, solemnly like a lifelong vow—
"I love him."
Listening to his words that seemed like a solemn declaration, Miriam's expression softened a little.
He was silent for a while, as if he was checking whether he was lying, and then he said calmly: "In that case, I will not interfere in the affairs between you two anymore. I can tell that An Si likes that kid very much. You, you have to treat him well."
Before he could get the marshal's approval, Garfiel was overjoyed.
The marshal continued, his voice quite stern, as if he was warning him.
"but-"
"If you dare to hurt him, I will never give up! By then, you will be waiting to face the wrath of the Lindbergh family."
"It won't happen one day." Garfiel smiled very confidently, "It won't happen one day, Marshal. I love him more than my own life!"
"I hope so." The marshal glanced at him.
There is no need for him to do anything more, time will test Garfiel's oath for him.
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DeWitt came back from the college in disgrace, and he was quite dejected and wanted to tell his mother that he didn't pick up Ans.
Then he saw Garfiel half-lying on the sofa, with his serious father sitting beside him. He glanced at the guy but said nothing.
This is incredible!
I don’t know what method Garfiel used to convince the most stubborn old stubborn in their family.
You must know that as soon as the news of the break-up of the engagement reached the ears of his father, his father even wanted to abandon the affairs of the military department and go and beat the kid himself. After the matter was resolved, he told him that if this kid dared to come to their house, he would break his legs.
"Father?" DeWitt called out depressedly.
"Well, you're back." Miriam glanced at him lightly, "Ans is chatting with his mother in the room, so don't go over and disturb her."
"I know." DeWitt, who felt that his status in the family was getting lower and lower, responded in a dull voice and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.
Why is he thinking so much? It's a good thing that his brother can finally enter his home.