King’s Kingdom

Walking on this boulevard full of artistic beauty, Frode only felt as if his soul had been washed.

Along the way, he climbed steep mountains, crossed swift rivers, walked across endless plains, and passed by golden wheat fields.

When standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, even the clouds that are inaccessible on weekdays seem to be within reach. The clouds and mists lingered in the mountains and washed his soul with bursts of moist breath. Highlands are wide.

The turbulent river twists and turns to the distance, the surging waves swept the water to bring the necessities of life to all creatures in the distance, and the tenacious big fish had to go upstream in the rolling rapids in order to reproduce, making people sigh the vitality of life. .

The endless plains can be seen far into the distance. The white clouds are connected with the curling smoke. The occasional barking of dogs and the shouts of shepherds make people feel extremely peaceful.

The golden wheat field is like a beautiful oil painting with the hope of the coming year. In the evening, the red clouds are all over the sky, and the sun becomes golden. When the sun becomes golden, it merges with the sky. Waist, the air is vaguely filled with the fragrance of wheat, refreshing and refreshing.

However, these scenes all represent natural scenery, and unpolluted nature often represents poor living conditions. In many cases, Frode does not even have the opportunity or willingness to appreciate these beautiful scenery because of his physical exhaustion.

On the contrary, after having eaten delicious food and rested in a comfortable and comfortable environment for two days, his aesthetic cells have only become active. Even the artificial landscape can arouse his amazement and intoxication.

In this mid-autumn season, the mixed-round leaves of the plane tree can't stop the bleak cool breeze, and the chilling atmosphere swept the plants of the whole world.

The rustling, withered and yellow leaves swayed and swirled under the breeze, and slowly fell reluctantly.

"Autumn and yellow roll over Bailan..."

"Silence spreads in my heart..."

"A girl like a flower..."

"When did you look back at me?"

Hearing an exaggerated voice coming from the garden not far away, Frode subconsciously shivered, his body covered with goose bumps.

"Gods are above, is this really a voice made by a man?" Frode said to Gerante in a cold voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Gerante smacked his lips and said, "This is your weakness. Before, I only wanted to talk to the monarch and never communicated with the nobles. I know you hate them very much, but you must Admit it, this group of people is also part of the ruling class!"

"This kind of exaggerated practice should have been learned from the Southern Empire. When the Empire was not divided, the country was very advocating for gorgeous poetry and extravagant life. The nobles thought they were handsome and feminine, and had certain feminine characteristics. Rong, is ashamed of being masculine and tough, and his behavior and language must be exaggerated to express his inner fiery emotions!" Jie Langte has lived for more than a hundred years, and he can be said to be well-informed, and he knows the customs of most regions. learn.

"I've heard of it...but I haven't seen it..." Frode said with lingering fears. He really had never seen such an exaggerated singing technique, which could make a high-pitched voice. The male voice was tingling like rubbing a stencil with a fingernail.

When he passed by the Southern Empire at that time, although the lower-class residents were slightly affected by this ethos, they were only the lower-class people after all. Where there are so many resources and leisure time to study this thing, most of them are just parrots.

And when he asked to see the emperor of the Southern Empire, he was received alone, which emperor should also be a normal person, so he traveled all over the Southern Empire and never experienced such a scene.

I just heard that this man was still "elegantly" reciting a poem written by someone unknown. Under his emotional recitation, this originally low-quality poem really had the feeling of an excellent work.

Flood was not in a hurry to leave despite the cold. Hearing what Gerante said before, he felt that he should not focus entirely on the monarch, but should learn about the habits of the nobles in various places.

Obviously, this elegant aristocrat seemed to have suffered setbacks in some matters, only to hear him eagerly ask: "Your Highness, this is a poem I wrote myself, how do you feel? Since the last time I saw you, my My heart is full of your beautiful figure, but you ignore me relentlessly, I can only use this poem to express my love and sadness for you, and now I want to dedicate it to you!"

"Oh, please get out of the way, Count Grobils, I'm tired and need to rest!" A pleasant female voice came, but the disgust in her voice was not concealed at all.

"Well... an elegant nobleman is always willing to meet all the requirements of a lady, please go back and have a good rest, don't make your body feel uncomfortable, otherwise I will be very distressed!" Another warm man's quotation, listening to the Buddha Rhode's face was contorted, he had never seen such a disgusting person.

"Okay, then I'm leaving!" The cold voice sounded again, and then, a beautiful girl walked out of the small garden, and behind her were four people dressed as maids.

Seeing that the clothes on her body are decent~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but far less luxurious than the noble Frode, she nodded politely, and then walked along the boulevard with her maids.

"Very beautiful girl, if she is a warlock, I will definitely have a vigorous love affair with her!" Gerante whistled, winked at Frode, and said, "But unfortunately she is not a warlock, and I Relatively speaking, he is also an old man, and the years are really unforgiving!"

Fraud pursed his lips and nodded silently. He was already accustomed to Gerante's occasional irregularities.

After a while, another nobleman who could barely be called a male walked out of the small garden.

Because his outfit and appearance are a bit... difficult to call him a man.

The white decorative powder is like a thick layer of putty on the face. In addition, there are very obvious traces of makeup. If it is to strengthen the male characteristics, it is understandable, because including the Lanyin Kingdom, the Northern Empire and In the Central Empire, some grand ceremonies will enhance their male facial features through makeup to make themselves look more majestic.

But this kind of painting oneself like a woman is really unheard of.

The clothes he was wearing were not women's clothes after all, but the colors were quite feminine. He was wearing a light blue vest and leggings. The fabric was extremely luxurious and precious, but the patterns and coordination on it were hard to describe.

Blue is a gentle color for women, symbolizing a soft temperament like water, while pink and red are colors for men.

Pink symbolizes blood, and red represents **** battles. Generally speaking, men's clothes are mostly red, pink, and orange. This nobleman, who is suspected to be from the Southern Empire, did the exact opposite.