Crown of Silence

Chapter 640 Can you hug me?

Laura did what she said.

After entering the venue, he kicked Ye Qingxuan away and ignored him again. Too lazy to talk to other people, he went directly to the old scholars in the corner, assuming that this party was an academic exchange meeting, and had a great time chatting with those historical scholars.

Ye Qingxuan was left alone, surrounded by 'wild bees and waves of butterflies', struggling to his left and right, and almost drowned. Fortunately, a life-saving straw was grasped at the last moment.

Tristan.

The former deputy head of the Knights of the Round Table. After Lancelot's death, he realized that he was being used and became frustrated. After handing over all his power to Ye Qingxuan and Christine, he resigned.

Since then, he has lived in seclusion and rarely contacted the outside world.

His appearance was life-saving gospel for Ye Qingxuan.

Tristan is now over fifty years old. Although his beard and hair are patchy, he is still as strong as middle age. Among the Knights of the Round Table, he is known for his serious, upright, and unsmiling image.

This is a pretty standard knight who abides by his creed and devotes his life to the kingdom. He is also quite unpopular among the nobles and is an old-fashioned man.

With him by my side, I don't have to worry about others disturbing me.

A casual flick of the blind left eye was enough to drive away the group of soft-legged shrimps that had not even killed the chickens.

What was embarrassing was that Ye Qingxuan had nothing to say to him.

Tristan has always been a man of few words and cherishes his words like gold. His personality is upright and dignified, which Ye Qingxuan cannot do anything about. When meeting such a person, even making a joke seems inappropriate.

Talking about women? Do not make jokes.

Talking about national affairs...

Ye Qingxuan didn't care about national affairs at all. He directly left his work to Gavin, left the court affairs to Shi Dong, and left the schedule work to Laura. He ran out every day and never came home.

On the contrary, it was Tristan who very rarely used a tactful tone to advise Ye Qingxuan to pay more attention to state affairs. After all, he is the Queen's Lord Privy Seal, and all major government orders need his seal. What's more, he also works part-time as Prince of Avalon and Deputy Lord Angel.

After repeatedly talking about the weather dozens of times, Tristan also noticed his embarrassment, shook his head slightly, raised his glass and said: "If your highness doesn't think my place is boring, please condescend to waste some time with me, an old man.

There's nothing good about it, it's just quiet. "

Ye Qingxuan also breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was being pardoned: "Then please."

For the next time, he and Tristan sat on the sofa in the corner of the banquet hall, silently watching the people coming and going, as if they were petrified without saying a word.

For a long time, Ye Qingxuan thought about the report he received a few days ago and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Tristan, are you really not considering returning to the Knights? The Tristan family has always been the backbone of the Knights of the Round Table. The backbone of the knights is lacking. Without you, the Knights of the Round Table will lose more than half of their heritage.”

"Geraint will take over the things I left behind. He is a competent knight. With him in charge, the Knights will have no problems." Tristan touched his artificial eye with his iron hand, "Your Highness, I have When we are old and it is time to die in the hospital bed, we should not stay there. "

After Ye Qingxuan heard this, he suddenly felt sad: "The knight holds the sword and dies."

"I know."

Tristan sighed, "This has been the case for all generations, so let me be the dishonorable one. After working hard for so many years, there must be a time to rest.

Next month, after the matters in the royal capital are settled, I plan to leave Avalon. "

"Where to go? Back to the fief?"

"Well, my daughter built me ​​a house by the lake. I can go fishing when I have free time. The freshwater fish there are quite good, and the soup is delicious.

Your Highness, don’t worry. In half a year, my second son will be able to wear the armor inherited from Tristan as a qualified successor. Let him assist Christine instead of me and serve His Majesty. "

Tristan has made up his mind to leave, and has even found an heir. After hearing this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't persuade him to stay, so he could only nod and sigh: "Then I wish you a happy retirement."

Tristan gave a rare smile, picked up the glass, and drank the champagne in one gulp.

The sound of music sounded.

Finally it officially started.

On the white stone steps, Mary finally entered the banquet hall amid the announcement from the etiquette officer.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, she did not dress as seriously as before, but just wore a simple evening dress, her long golden hair was tied up, and the white silk skirt brushed past the steps as she moved forward. As it floats, the color of the ankle is vaguely revealed.

As usual, after a few concise speeches, Mary had no intention of maintaining dignity and dignity, and just raised her wine glass: "My mother loved the unrestrained dance when she was alive. You don't have to be formal, just cherish the good times and have fun."

Following Mary's movement, everyone raised the wine glass served by the waiter.

Then everyone's eyes turned to Ye Qingxuan.

According to tradition, the toast to the Queen will be given by the person with the highest status here, and there is nothing worth paying attention to. But when everyone's eyes swayed between Ye Qingxuan and Mary, they became ambiguous.

The dress matches surprisingly well.

It's like it was agreed upon.

Ye Qingxuan did not let this somewhat complicated atmosphere last too long. He stretched out his hand, raised the wine glass from the waiter's tray, and said in a deep voice: "May God bless me Angelou, and my king bless me."

"My king bless me!"

The nobles greeted and drank in unison.

Ye Qingxuan sipped his champagne, ignored the people around him, and was about to retreat to the side, but a hand stretched out from behind and lightly pushed him on the back.

He took a step forward, staggering a little and almost making a fool of himself.

With a subtle flick of his finger, the spilled wine instantly returned to the glass. As if he took a step forward as if nothing had happened, he drank all the champagne in the glass, put it on the tray, and stared at the excitement. Laura glanced at the serious matter.

Laura didn’t care about the irritation in her eyes, and her smile became more and more cheerful.

Mary also noticed his embarrassment, and a smile appeared on her lips.

After seeing Ye Qingxuan's actions, everyone's eyes fell on him, and he became the focus again. Combined with the steps he took forward, there was a hint of understanding when they exchanged glances.

Ye Qingxuan coughed lightly, without showing any embarrassment, and continued to move forward, walking straight towards Mary. In full view of everyone, he bent down to salute and stretched out his palm:

"Can your Majesty please honor the first dance tonight?"

Mary looked at Ye Qingxuan, who was being forced to put the duck on the shelves, with a half-smile. When he felt slightly embarrassed, he stretched out his wrist and put it on Ye Qingxuan's hand:

"There is nothing you can't do."

Soon, the crowd moved to both sides like water, leaving the center of the dance floor.

Ye Qingxuan stood still holding the smiling Mary. The band conductor not far away raised his baton, and soft melody floated in the air.

Fortunately, Ye Qingxuan had read two textbooks on court dance before he came, and although his movements were a bit stiff, he didn't make a big fool of himself. It's just that when dancing, the distance is sometimes too close.

Close to the queen in his arms, the white silk material rubbed against his palm, smooth and ambiguous, making him a little confused as to what to do.

Fortunately, the embarrassment did not last long. During the gentle dance, Mary asked softly:

"How about this dress? The tailor made it in a hurry. Does it look suitable?"

"She is so charming that I will fall in love with you."

Ye Qingxuan kept smiling and did not hesitate to praise. This dress really goes well with Mary's figure. What's rare is that it fits her temperament while maintaining a sense of majestic distance.

And when matched with Ye Qingxuan's dress, which is more like a uniform, it doesn't look out of place at all.

The tailor is very attentive.

Not easy.

He swallowed, his throat hurt.

"Is it?"

Mary raised her eyes slightly with a joking look on her face: "Nervous?"

"right."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, couldn't help but sigh, and replied honestly: "Your Majesty favors me, I am flattered."

Mary looked at his complicated expression, discerned his embarrassment and nervousness, and smiled slyly.

"There is nothing you can do, Your Highness, you have to think about me."

During the dance, she moved forward slightly, as if she was clinging to Ye Qingxuan's body, her lips opened and closed by Ye Qingxuan's ear, and her voice was soft: "I will wrong you today.

At least... don't make them feel embarrassed about a queen whose one-sided show of love goes unanswered. "

"Sorry, my bad."

Mary smiled and shook her head: "Stop saying boring words and lead me to dance."

"good."

Ye Qingxuan nodded and followed Mary's movements attentively.

As the dance music changed, I supported the slender waist in my arms and gently gyrated, feeling that the stiff fingers in my other hand were slightly stretched, and there was a thin layer of sweat.

The perfume carries the smell of flowers and plants, lingering on the tip of the nose, vaguely present.

In the soft melody, the quiet breathing lingered in his ears, making him sometimes feel that the queen in his arms was like mist. At least if he let go of his hand, she would be able to escape the shackles of the earth and fly in the sky.

But Mary held his hand from beginning to end, looking at him quietly with a smile, her eyes focused and serious, as if she was contemplating some miracle.

It wasn't until the dance music slowly ended and Ye Qingxuan stopped dancing that he felt that time was flying so fast and everything just seemed like a moment.

"Mr. Ye."

He heard Mary's voice amid the applause around him.

"Can you hug me?"

She looked at Ye Qingxuan and murmured softly: "Just a moment will be enough."

Ye Qingxuan did not remain silent, he just stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, feeling her breathing and trembling heart just like he used to in the shadow kingdom.

"As long as you want," he whispered.

Mary smiled, leaning against his chest, listening to the familiar rhythm: "Thank you."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes were lowered.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Mary's voice: "It seems that the dance is not completely useless. It's better to hold it once a day."

Ye Qingxuan was stunned and felt the urge to vomit blood.

Just for a dance, Your Majesty, what are you doing? Now is the time when Angelou is busy, you are taking the lead in organizing extravagant dances and having fun every night!

"Ahem, Your Majesty, if anything happens in the future, you can just send a letter to summon me. There is no need to go to a lot of trouble, waste people and money." Ye Qingxuan hurriedly stopped, but saw the happy smile on Mary's raised lips.

"Is this an active tryst? I'm very relieved that the prince is so eager."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan always felt that he had fallen into Mary's trap, but unexpectedly... he didn't hate her.

"Don't worry, I won't trouble you. Just don't avoid me in the future."

Mary let go of her hand with satisfaction, straightened his raised collar, then stood on tiptoes and whispered softly in his ear: "I have time on Saturday afternoon."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes darkened.

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