Birds are chirping softly, the morning breeze is gentle, and the red sun peeks out a little on the distant horizon. The gushing light travels through the void and wraps the mist that fills the tree trunks with a golden edge. The black mount moves forward with broken steps, its four hooves reciprocating smoothly.
, there is lightness in the stability, sometimes he puts his head down to pick up grass and flowers, sometimes he shakes his head and snorts.
There was a man and a woman on the mount. The relatively petite woman sat on a side saddle in front, her legs resting on the edge of the saddle and swaying gently, her upper body leaning on the chest of the man behind her, her eyes still swollen and slightly swollen.
Looking up, staring straight into his face. The man behind held her firmly with one hand, and held a branch with green leaves in the other hand, constantly beating the mount underneath him.
Both of them were dressed in fine clothes, and three of their hands were covered with bandages. The woman was carefully fiddling with the man's long black hair, trying to use it to cover the redness and swelling on the other's forehead. Unfortunately, the redness and swelling were too large and in a special location.
After a while I gave up.
"That's it. Men are not afraid of people looking at them. Don't be tired." The man smiled slightly and added more force to the branch of his mount: "It's all the blame on this little beast. He is greedy for life and afraid of death. Will he die if he comes early? Another day.
Kill them and sell them for money!"
The little crow turned its neck and gave its master a very aggrieved look with one eye. After the bee colony was destroyed, Cohen used tweezers to pick out more than seventy bee stings from the two people. It hurt! So, Cohen
I vented my anger on the little crow and kicked it twice in the morning. I hit it with branches countless times along the way. Although it didn't hurt much, it was a sign of falling out of favor!
"Stop scolding it, Cohen. It's only a few years old. It's inevitable that it will be playful and greedy." Feilin couldn't bear to see it, and patted the little crow's neck gently and said: "No matter what, in the end it will be the same."
It rushed to save us, if it hadn’t been for it, we would all be dead!”
"Stop talking nonsense, how can you die?" Cohen glanced at Feilin, and her pale face made him feel soft, and finally threw the branch: "Feilin is here this time, I will spare you first, and
Nine thousand whips are recorded in the account!"
Previously, she called him a little beast, but now he called himself me. Feilin smiled at the unscrupulous Cohen, and the sorrow in her eyebrows disappeared a lot. A strange thought suddenly passed through her mind: Cohen, this is deliberately teasing.
Are you happy? That big cry diluted the awkward atmosphere between the two, but the key knot was still not resolved.
If she were still Feilin before, she might still be unable to do anything, but it was different now. She was unwilling to let this opportunity go, let alone let the relationship between the two return to the previous perfunctory stage. Feilin,
She has never lacked courage, especially when she can win happiness for herself, her courage is very sufficient.
"Cohen, I, I know, you are still angry either with what happened or with me." Felin stretched out her hand, making Cohen's face face her, and letting their eyes merge.
Together: "I can speak now, I can answer all your questions... Of course you have the right to be angry, but I hope it is after you understand everything."
"Since you said that, let me tell you, I already forgave you last night, or this may be a little strange to you, but I don't really need your explanation." Cohen thought about it and said seriously.
Explained: "It doesn't matter why two people are together, the key is how they feel about each other. In other words, even if you know everything about the other person, he may not be a good lover for you.
On the contrary, the buffer space will be lost.”
"But...don't you care very much?" Feilin was stunned by Cohen's words. If she thought about it well, it would be fine if she didn't use it. What surprised her even more was that Cohen actually thought more deeply than herself. This also made her
Her attitude was more serious - naturally, a calm and cautious look appeared on Feilin's face, her signature expression that fascinated thousands of people.
"How can a person not care about something? But it depends on what it is compared with. Once you know which is more important, everything will be easily solved." Cohen was disapproving of Feilin's expression, lowered his head and said solemnly.
: "If you want the country to be peaceful and the people in peace, if you want to avenge the country and the family, it doesn't matter. I can open up new territories and create a peaceful world for you! As long as you say it, as long as you say it to me."
"If you say it, we won't waste so much time, and I won't have to force myself to learn some romantic things to please you, and you won't have a headache about our relationship." Cohen sighed and finally decided to put it aside.
Let's make this matter clear: "I don't like others to arrange my life, and I don't like it. I'm not good at guessing riddles given by others... Felin, no matter what you want in the future, you have to tell me."
"Whether I can do it or not is one thing; whether I know it is another thing."
"Wouldn't it be very hard for you?" Feilin was not used to this way of talking. Unknowingly, she subconsciously started to shrink back a little: "I told you, will you be happy?"
"As long as you are sure you can be happy!" Cohen replied resolutely: "We are a whole, our existence is based on each other's existence, no one can exist without each other. The same is true for happiness, my happiness will always be
Based on your happiness...it's that simple, so I hope you will think more about the people who live with you before doing things in the future."
Feilin had confusion in her eyes and a little panic in her heart. She didn't answer. She lowered her head to taste it carefully.
Cohen's words were not spoken out of hand. When he and Feilin met, they were both young children who were ignorant of the world, and they have played together since then. Although they are not alone, among all the friends, Cohen is undoubtedly the one who has the greatest influence on Feilin.
One, its strength far exceeds that of the others. Without Cohen, a standard item, Feline would not be the Feline she is today. Her transcendent vision, smart thinking, and decisive decisiveness, who else but Cohen can give it to her?
In turn, Feline unknowingly had an influence on Cohen. Although Cohen's character is very complex, with strong autonomy and rejection, there is always Feline in his pride, persistence and calmness.
Lin's shadow exists... It can be said that both people have left the other's imprint on their personalities.
Such two people are inherently inseparable.
The reason for the situation in the past was not only being missed in the mother's womb, but also the two parties involved were to blame - although they cherished each other, most of the time they were perfunctory with each other and truly tolerated and gave in.
Very few.
"You are mine and I am yours. Even though I say so, you can't really achieve the perfection in my mind, and I can't achieve the perfection in your mind... But looking back and thinking about it, there is
Differences are attractive." Cohen's whisper echoed in Feline's ears: "So let's not worry about it anymore. All things added together are nothing more than right or wrong, and who can know the outcome until the end?
Right or wrong? Live a simpler life, it’s useless to think so much..."
"Until the end, I don't know what's right or wrong..." This sentence kept tumbling in Feilin's heart, and the confusion in her heart gradually dissipated. Finally, she reached out her hand and licked the hair floating beside her ears: "You said it
So many things, let me tell you some things too!"
"If it's a story, I'd be happy to." Cohen replied with a smile: "It depends on whether the story you tell is vivid."
"It's hard to say, it may not be to your liking." Feilin smiled at Cohen and then began to ponder: "Where do we start? When I was a kid, how long ago was that... or when I went to the Holy City?
Bar……"
Cohen's eyes drooped, and a cute look from his daughter that he had never seen before implicitly escaped from Feilin's face. He smelled the fragrance wafting from her body, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot.
"When we first understood the world, Kelly and I were curious about why our grandfather and we had different surnames, but my grandfather kept explaining that we had our mother's surname. Although we were always confused, we didn't want to make grandpa unhappy. But that night
, I finally know my life experience." Feilin tactfully revealed the secret that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time. With one sentence, she felt the weight in her heart lessen: "How ridiculous, I am actually the biological daughter of the emperor and the empress of the empire.
Prince Sibia’s biological sister…”
"...I don't want to believe it, but I have to believe it, because, because grandpa is around...the emperor and queen in front of me, although they apologized to me and smiled at me, but I didn't have any idea of getting close to them.
, I'm very cold, really cold... I can't scream, no matter what, I can't scream, even if the queen hugs me and sheds tears, I still can't scream..."
"... When I got home, I hugged Kelly and cried all night. She was frightened. She didn't know who bullied me, but I couldn't tell her why... She later quarreled with you because of Winslee, probably
Just because of this... not long after, we were accused of getting married. I was very happy, but also very panic. I was happy because I could follow you and stay away from the Holy City, and panic because I didn't know how to make one.
Wife...I am even more afraid of bringing disaster to you because of my identity..."
"... During those days in the Dark Province, a lot of scary things happened, but as long as I was with you, I was the happiest. No matter how scared I was, I never gave up hope, even when I was with you.
When I was in a coma, I knew you would be able to survive... But the war between gods and demons came, and the war that frightened and horrified my wife the most... When I heard that you escaped from Tucheng, I really couldn't describe myself.
mood……"
"...I once thought that as long as we stayed by your side and as long as we did not return to the Holy Capital, the matter of blood would be slowly forgotten by everyone, at least by the people of the previous generation. Even if it was not forgotten,
As long as there is no major turmoil in the empire, they will not bother us... But I did not expect how insignificant personal wishes are in the face of world affairs. Almost overnight, the Sibia Empire fell into chaos. The shackles of blood,
It is destined to happen to me..."
"...After you rescued Fichet, I wanted to tell you about it. It was the best opportunity, but my idea was blocked. Their reasons left me speechless. Because Fichet
Now that he is the emperor, he must keep full of anger to ignite the enemy's body and light up the road to the revival of the royal family... At this time, a sister who suddenly appears not only does not help him, but will make him miserable.
It even made him suspicious..."
"... When you, my husband, became the Emperor of Sbia, I knew that this was my last chance. After I missed it, I would never be able to be your simple wife again... But in the end, I was still stopped.
A deal is placed in front of me. If I tell everything, they will overturn Fichet's final edict. As long as I remain silent, they will be loyal to you, and when we have offspring, the throne will be
Pass it on to this child who has both Shamai and Keda blood... Because you were mentally unstable at the time, my father and I had no choice..."
"... From that time on, I am no longer your simple wife. I have lost the right to seek happiness from you, and I often spend my time in numbness... But when facing you, I am full of
I feel regret and uneasiness, but I can't express this emotion for fear of being noticed by you. I rarely get close to you because I'm afraid that if I have a child, he will be burdened with such a burden as me... I really want to leave.
You stay farther away, but you can't move away... I'm really tired. Seeing them all being happy under your care, I'm very jealous, although I don't even have the right to be jealous..."
After talking so much intermittently, Feline's face turned pale again, and when she talked about the sad part, her eyes filled with tears again, which made Cohen feel sad.
Cohen bent down, kissed a teardrop on Feilin's cheek, and said softly: "We will have plenty of time to talk about these things in the future. Don't worry, those people, your husband, I will help you bully them back."
"Come back after being bullied?" Feilin's face turned red and she didn't understand what Cohen meant.
"Of course, my wife is being used and threatened. How can I, a husband, ignore it? Don't worry, in a short time, I will make them unable to cry." Cohen kissed Feline again:
"On the other hand, since you really can't let go of Sibia, I will also find a way for you."
"You..." Feilin asked nervously, "Are you not angry anymore?"
"Who said I'm not angry anymore? I'm angry! But what else can I do? Haven't I already met you two siblings? You can't put labels on your things and sell them, right? In fact, no matter what, a person can be poor.
Well, no matter how miserable it is, life will always go on, and your own mentality will determine how you can live your life."
"Then..." Felin lowered her head, not daring to look into Cohen's eyes: "As for father...are you still angry with him?"
"Well, although there are various reasons, it is always unjustifiable when I don't face my son. Even if I give a hint in an insidious way, it won't lead to this, right? You were almost killed. If I were to
If I pretend to be nothing, then I’m a bit too arrogant, right?”
"then what should we do?"
"I really can't control him, but of course there are people to protect me." Cohen smiled: "You are tired, take a rest, how about I use hypnosis magic?"
"No, I don't want to sleep." Feilin raised her head and said, "I want to look at you. I won't speak, just look at you."
"You..." Cohen shook his head and his voice rose an octave: "I read that right, you are acting coquettishly!"
"It turns out that I was really right. I am very happy to be able to make the first imperial concubine act like a baby." Cohen nodded with satisfaction: "Little girl, give me a smile... if you don't want to smile? Then I will give you a smile instead.
…”
"Pooh!"
"Licked it! Do you dare to shake your head? If you shake your head again, I will go out and seduce a weak girl..." Faced with Feilin's very direct response, Cohen threatened: "Don't believe it? Look carefully, look at this tree, see
Is that the name on it?"
Standing in front of a tree, Feilin first let Feilin take a closer look at the earthworm-like writings on the trunk. Cohen put on an extremely serious look and said to the tree: "Young girl, go
Tell your master that Emperor Sbia and his first imperial concubine are here to visit!"
"Cohen." Felin said with confusion on her face: "Why are you talking to the tree?"
"This is not a tree, or it is a tree that is more than just a tree..." Cohen explained, then pointed to the trunk and said: "If you want to make me lose face, I will not be polite. I have been here for ten years.
Ink that does not fade, do you want me to draw a turtle on your face? If you think turtles are cute, I can also consider giving you something else, such as the kind that is furry, squirming, warm, and exudes
Pungent smell..."
"I, I have a name." A girl in a white dress appeared from behind Cohen, her face flushed, and her fingers nervously twirling the corners of her clothes: "I...I am not called a soft girl..."
"Ah, there is really someone here." Feilin whispered, glared at Cohen helplessly, and reached out to the girl in the white dress: "Little sister, don't listen to his nonsense, he is scaring you... Come, let sister see
you……"
The pretty and lovely girl seemed to notice that Feilin was not in good health. She hesitated for a moment, walked forward and gave an unusually classic salute, and then held Feilin's hand. Although tears were rolling in her eyes, she could not hide her tears.
Curiosity in the eyes.
"Little sister, what's your name?"
"I..." The girl's next answer made Feilin helpless: "I'm a little older than you..." (To be continued)