Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

Just after dinner time, I leaned on the soft pillow of the bed as far as possible, and looked forward without focusing. There was a small magic projector on the low cabinet. The slightly yellowish, old photo-like picture seemed to be playing a comedy, and the unruly laughter intermittently echoed in this empty silent room, especially harsh.

He still had a cold face, completely absent from the hoarse performance, but did not stop gently rubbing his leg joints with his hands, starting from top to bottom, hoping to make it regain consciousness as soon as possible. He was almost a useless person at the moment. Although his hands had regained strength under the magical effect of the unknown potion, his legs were still numb and stiff, and he couldn't get out of bed at all.

Therefore, the old housekeeper has personally served him in his daily life these days. The old man seemed very happy to be able to get along with him for such a long time. Despite his busy schedule, he took the trouble to chat with him for a while between meals.

He and Louis are not as indifferent as their mother, because of the special circumstances of the family, it can even be said that he grew up as an old man. For this reason, he always showed a sense of closeness during his talk, but he often made the old man think of the past and couldn't help but sigh.

There were only the two of them in the three-story big room. Since that day, he hasn't seen his mother again, as if she had no time to take care of it as she said. This made him somewhat relieved. To be honest, more than ten years later, he now has no resentment towards his mother, and more of an escape mentality. After living in the capital for so long, he has long been accustomed to the plants and trees there. Apart from looking forward to a bright future, he is deeply disturbed by his identity in the dark.

Therefore, every time he meets with his mother, he takes a negative attitude and just completes the secret order, and does not want to get too involved in her plan. His mother never told him the details of the plan, nor did he take the initiative to ask. Only this time, he had vaguely sensed that he seemed to be trapped in a quagmire of conspiracy, but anyway, he didn't want to involve Shun. Thinking of this, he rubbed the joints of his legs more eagerly, intending to recover as soon as possible.

On the one hand, he wondered how to reveal this news to Shun, and on the other hand, because he heard about the disaster facing the bunker, he couldn’t help but get stuck in his heart. There are constant things in his blood. But the energy crisis is already a dilemma that the whole world is facing. How many waves can he, a little captain of the guard, make in this country-to-country confrontation! ?

It can only be as she said, after Shun ascends the throne, think of a way to open more trade with the bunker... His subordinates suddenly stopped, leaning on the bedside and secretly calculating: There is nothing else for the people of the dark iron, cast iron The craftsmanship is absolutely top-notch, but ironware is not popular in Beijing, and wood and jade are the most used... Ordnance equipment is surely no one will buy, and jewelry crystals are not in line with the aesthetics of the Chinese people. What can I do?

He pondered for a long time and didn't have a good idea. He suddenly heard the sound of the hour coming from the hall downstairs, and subconsciously looked at the carved iron wooden door, a flash of inspiration found a way. Speaking of, your Majesty today has always pursued simplicity. The pavilions and halls of the palace are slightly dilapidated due to disrepair. If the new emperor can take advantage of the opportunity of the new emperor ascended the throne to renovate the palace, he can promote the iron inlay craft of the dark fort... The black iron is matched with ebony, the colors are not conflicting, and the patterns can be varied, which can definitely meet the different needs of all kinds of people.

The more he thought about it, the more he found it feasible. The production process of Aurera Steel is complicated, but because no one appreciates it, the price is always hovering in the middle. Once this fashion becomes popular in the capital, the South Island will certainly follow the trend, and the tide will rise at that time, which is also a great good thing for the miners and blacksmiths who seek life in the crypt.

He didn’t know about the dispute over the heir to the throne that had occurred in the dynasty. He had made a plan at this moment. He felt that the pressure in his heart had gone to a lesser extent. His subordinates pushed it up quickly, but he heard a sudden sizzle in the projector, followed by a pleasant sound. The chords rang—it was time for the hourly news briefing again.

The picture in the center of the iron box immediately changed. A young woman dressed up in a voluptuous outfit was sitting on the sofa covered with gorgeous fur, smiling, and her lips lightly opened: "Dear friends, good evening everyone, now we will announce the late news for you. The first is the latest pet-seeking notice received by our station: Master West lost a new green velvet Gevillian dog named Knoss, 19 years old this year... Oh, such a long life is really not Generally, Master West must take care of it very well..."

The woman Jiao Didi cast a wink, trying to shoot the **** of the young master, but she was stunned as far as she could. After dealing with the hapless young master for so long, he never saw him mention even a word about dogs. thing. He was suspicious, always feeling that the news was a little weird, and he continued to say: "Knoss was a gift from a foreign lady whom Master West knew newly. Since the loss, that lady frowned all day... …"

Exotic "Lady"? Hearing a stiff cheek here as far away as possible, isn't that Shun? Then this Knoss is wrong, isn't this the reverse of his surname! ? He thought about this secret word. He was struck by lightning, and his eyes were dull for a moment. It was almost certain that this news was the ghost idea of ​​the rich man, but the guy wished he would disappear forever and not get him in the way. Come to find it, I'm afraid Shun has already returned to the South Island...

He stared at the little tin box, as if he could see Lonnie's arrogant smiling face through it, and he fell to the bottom of the valley. Now that the prince is back, the most difficult thing has come out of his mind: how on earth should I explain to Shun his whereabouts in the past few days?

He listened to the pretentious announcement as he flew by in all directions, and finally he sighed and rubbed his legs silently. No matter what, he must first restore his ability to move... His slightly **** face turned into an initial cold look, absent-mindedly listening to the broadcast, but the eager joy in his eyes never faded.

Although he can't meet again, knowing that his friend has returned safely is the only thing he can be said to be delighted in these few days.

Early on Monday morning, the entire Star City was still immersed in a deep sleep after a feverish dinner, but in the garden of Master West’s villa, it was busy early in the morning. The servants in white clothes were all mobilized, carrying the dinner plates with weird expressions, as if flowing water across the wet gravel road, and delivered them forward to meet the rising sun.

The square table in the small garden has doubled at this moment. All kinds of snacks and snacks are placed on the table, neatly arranged, and the aroma is almost mixed into a wave of fumigation, which is indistinguishable. Mi You sat at the table neatly, waiting for her elder brother to add food to her, eating small mouthfuls without fail, which is definitely a model of imperial education. It's just that she didn't know how much she had eaten one dish after another, but she was still endless, making the servants who served the dishes looked at them with shock, for fear that one of them accidentally broke the young lady, and the master would vent himself.

The host here, Master Lonnie, hid far away by the pool, holding a large sun umbrella over his head, covering the wicker chair that he had cut out the raw edges. His mood at the moment is simply beyond words. It is not happy, sad, resentful, or angry. In short, it is just like his uncombed red hair, tangled and distinct.

From the narrow vision between the bottom of the colorful umbrella and the tabletop, he could just see the cold-faced young man holding the girl's hand, thin and slender, with distinct bones, and there was no tremor in the extension of his muscles. How could he forget these hands? In the abnormal change at the auction, it was the long sword in this hand that split the head of the hideous basilisk and drew him back from the edge of life and death, but now, its owner has changed to a completely different one. It made him unacceptable.

He tossed around all night, but still did not figure out how to face the foreign prince. Those former loves and attachments are like a bubble bursting and shattering, and what remains, in addition to endless emptiness and loss, is also mixed with a bit of deep hatred.

He hates this **** destiny, why he thinks he is destined, but he always has to be ruthlessly mocked by reality; he hates this nasty prince, he has done something wrong and deceived himself, and he has a reasonable attitude , To teach people how to not gnash their teeth; he also hates that he has eyes and no beads, and fell into the pink trap in a muddle. Even at this point, he is still entangled with that little obsession.

It's really cheap! He closed his eyes vigorously, his brows wrinkled together, trying to temporarily eliminate some of the stupid thoughts in his mind, but following a series of loud calls, his self-control was pushed to the edge of collapse.

"Oh, I said Xiao Miyou, why don't you wake up this bird!? It's too much to come and have breakfast by yourself!" Ah Huang was awakened by the strong smell of food and yelled from him. The second floor flapped his wings and slid down, and landed directly on top of Shun's head. He naturally stepped on a few feet, then jumped to Miyou's shoulders with small eyes, and white smoke sprayed from his nostrils. It seemed that he was really angry.

The girl turned her head blankly and glanced at it, staring at it for a long time, and finally said three words: "I've called..."

Fat Bird's angry expression instantly solidified. It was dumb for a few seconds. It seemed to remember that it did hear a few calls in its sleep just now. After a few dry coughs, it jumped onto the table, picking and choosing to enjoy the rich breakfast.

Shun was in a bad mood, and when he stepped on it, he stretched his face, and his eyes were filled with bitter ice. Yesterday he thought that the location his sister had foreseen was here. Who would have thought that after a careful questioning, it was not right at all. She only found Lonnie’s manor in a daze with a mysterious and mysterious feeling, which made him a little stable. The heart came up again.

The location is unknown and the time is uncertain. If you don't find that guy as soon as possible, I'm afraid that the predicted danger will happen at any time! How can he not be impatient? He also tried to get his sister to make a new prediction, but Miyou didn't understand the operation of divine power at all. All her predictions were seen in dreams, and it was a fantasy to rush her to learn real divine arts.

He could only urge Lonnie to finish the announcement first, and then waited all night. Except for some calls to greet Ma Xihan and ask warmth, there was no clue to be believed, which made him disappointed. Until the morning sun rose, the girl was awakened in a daze by him, and shook her head blankly under his eager questioning, finally making his bad mood impossible to return.

He looked at the stupid bird with a picky mouth, and flashed countless steamed, fried, braised and stewed dishes in his mind. He finally returned to his breath and calmly continued to hold the dishes for Miyou, and casually said: "I will ask you for a while. Go out, you are at home obediently, don't run around, you know?"

The girl was agitating her little mouth to chew the food, and nodded solemnly. He glanced forward again, scanned the landlord who couldn't see his face under the umbrella, and raised his hand indifferently: "Lonnie, come here."

Kuo Shao was irritated by his arrogant attitude. However, the situation is better than others. The uncle, regardless of his family status, throws himself out of nowhere. What's more, he is afraid that if the prince gets angry, he will love him again. The last man's things were publicized everywhere, wouldn't it kill him? What will his parents think of him then? How would the friends laugh at him? His face is gone, why will he be in this noble circle in the future! ?

Tell you to be cheap! He gritted his teeth and cursed himself again, cleaned up his expression, stood up coldly and walked to the table, holding his head high, not looking at the face that made him want to tear in his dreams.

Shun was quite satisfied with his appearance. The identities of the two of them were unrelated to each other. If they hadn't come to the South Island in disguise this time, they might not have met at all in this life. Since there may not be any intersection in the future, they are a little colder now. , There will be a lot less trouble.

He didn't want to talk nonsense, and straightforwardly ordered: "The broadcast volume should be increased. It's better to know all over the street. I'm going out soon. Write down any news for me." After he said, he stared at Lonnie. It wasn't until the other party twitched his cheeks that he paused very slightly, then he swung his chopsticks, gently stroked his sister's soft purple hair, put on the hood and walked forward without saying a word, disappearing in a tremor of divine power. .

Because the easternmost part of Star City is close to the interior, it is much deserted compared to the bustling western port. There are densely lined up plantations and farms, filled with melons, fruits, rice, wheat, tea, pasture, and many livestock ranches, which together form the cornerstone of the lifeblood of this super city.

The nobles would never choose this place to build a house. In their opinion, this place is completely a residential area for "inferior people", dirty and shabby, not worthy of their favor. But because of a special existence, they had to often come to visit the suburbs of the Eastern District. Even if they wanted to smell the dung odor of those cows and sheep, they did not dare to complain.

All of this is because the Embassy of Tara Kuk in Tapaz was chosen on a secluded hillside in the Eastern District. Since His Majesty's accession to the throne today, the trade volume between Tara and the South Island has been steadily increasing, and has reached a peak in recent years, almost equal to the total trade volume of the other two countries. This makes every ruling class that wants to get a share of it. They will visit their ambassadors every New Year's Day and do everything possible to close the relationship in order to have a chance for profit.

Of course, in addition to this, the miniature phantom flower garden with the size of a round table in the back garden of the embassy also took a lot of credit. It is rumored in the grapevine that the dust released when the phantom flower blooms has the effect of prolonging life. Although it may not be encountered in time, the masters are all wondering that as long as you often check it out, you may encounter it once. Not demanding, one time is enough!

Because of these relationships, when Shun Zang his head covered his face and walked outside the ten-meter-high ebony archway of the embassy, ​​he saw a long row of convoys lined up in front of him, square, round, long, and flat. All kinds of odd-shaped luxury cars raced to bloom in the sun, reflecting a patchy band of light.

There were also a lot of nobles standing outside the convoy shaking paper fans and wiping sweat, pretending to be elegant and looking at the scenery. The ladies and children were grouped under the towering trees on both sides of the avenue specially moved by the Santas. Put on a picnic cloth, put a few plates of cold fruit and a few cups of iced drinks, talk and laugh, and enjoy the excitement atmosphere.

Shun had never been here before, and he thought it would be a clean place. Unexpectedly, it was so lively that he caught him off guard. He lowered his hood and stepped to walk in, but his sneaky appearance has long aroused the suspicion of the guards. At the moment, a green-clothed officer with a silver badge on his shoulders greeted him and shouted: "The one wearing a cloak, please indicate your identity. This is the resident of the Embassy of Takiguni. Please don't come near if you don't."

With this shout, not only the guards gathered slowly, but even the noble family members who were waiting boringly came and turned their heads to watch the excitement.

Shun was very satisfied with the guard captain's cautious attitude, but at this moment he had become the focus of everyone. Of course, unable to reveal his identity, he stood and beckoned. The officer on duty gave his companions a wink before carefully stepping forward. The prince did not speak, and from his inner pocket a golden Phoenix emblem with purple light was pulled out, which slid in front of him, covering the eyes of others.

The officer was still a little dazed at first, and when he understood what this meant, he sweated down. He hurriedly bowed to salute and didn't dare to say more, and quickly led him to lead the way.

The rest of the guards didn’t know the origin of this person, but their duties were still staring at him and moving forward until the cloak figure disappeared from his field of vision before returning to his original position and continuing to guard this foreign country unrelentingly. territory.