Of course, Yulian naturally would not know what happened on the terrace of Dawn Castle. After leaving Dawn Castle, Yulian took Fiona and Vayne and his group back to the manor. He was immediately dragged by Vayne, who was worried all the way, to find a doctor. Yulian wanted to inform his uncle Terris about his entry into the Dragon Cavalry Legion first, but the girl dragged him to the doctor's residence at home. He wanted to explain that he had not been there several times.

Something was too serious? The injuries on his hands seemed to be bleeding, but in fact they were more of scratches and bumps. Vayne, who had always been soft and gentle, was very stubborn this time. He bulged his little face and said nothing. He grabbed Yurien's uninjured right hand, held Yurien's head and walked forward with his head on his back. He was watched by countless servants and servants along the way, and he did not dare to lose his temper or try hard. After all, the girl was kind-hearted, so Yurien could only be led by her with a wry smile on his face.

Fiona also became her accomplice. When Yurien asked her why she wanted this, Fiona also told him with confidence that she was his maid. If she had not protected her young master, she might have been circulated and would have been rumored to affect the reputation of the Laurent family.

Yurien was so amused by this inexplicable words that he complained in his heart that he was my maid, and why he was even more arrogant than himself at other times.

Although he was worried, Yurien was still a little happy when he was cared for by the two girls, otherwise he would not have allowed the two to take him to the doctor's residence.

After checking, the doctor told the two that Yulian was not seriously injured and just bandage and applied some sore medicine. Vayne and Fiona dragged Yulian back to the house in their yard in a hurry.

Vayne took out the medicinal wine and gauze and was about to apply medicine to Yurien.

Looking at the girl's firm appearance, Yuri's heart was warm. He knew the girl's feelings very well, but he knew his identity. He originally thought that he would keep a distance from these good girls after that day, but he had just had such an idea and was refined by the fingers before he could implement it.

Vayne held Yulian's left arm, put it on his legs, dipped it in medicinal wine, and applied it carefully bit by bit. Feeling the girl's soft fingers brushing her arm, the hair on Yulian's arm was slightly raised, and in order to divert attention, he had to joke with Fiona.

"Fiona, you didn't see my location, it really disappointed me!"

"snort!"

"I feel understandable if others can't see it. You and I practiced dozens of times, but don't you know my strength?"

"snort!"

"Don't hum, okay?"

"hehe!"

"Can you change the word?"

"snort!"

In the end, Yurien gave up and could only look helplessly at Vayne focusing on applying medicine and bandaging herself. But she didn't know what Fiona was thinking.

Seeing Julian stopping his words, Fiona breathed a little relieved. She was asked by Julian's question just now and didn't know how to answer. When she thought of her look at Julian's appearance without a trace under Prince Gavin's destructive attack, she was panicked and lost her sense of duty. She just used her eyes to search over and over again, and even forgot her perception and vigilance.

Just thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel a little confused. She didn't know why she was like that. She just thought it was panic and anxious in her heart, and there was also a feeling called "heartache", which made her at a loss. For a moment, she hoped that he would die there like this, and then she could complete the agreement in advance to return to Laurent's home and rise again with the family that had fallen into a trough. With her current swordsmanship, she was confident.

But more thoughts were instantly hooked by the disappeared figure. Thinking of him pointing at himself jokingly, saying that this is not possible, there is a wrong rogue appearance; thinking of his sincere face when he praises his beauty; thinking of his ruthlessness and coldness when he mocks himself; thinking of his smiling face when he says "Just call it a sharp waltz", thinking of his sincerity when he practices with himself every day, defeats himself and mocks, but helps himself...

Too many scenes played back and forth in her heart, making her not know how to speak. Close her eyes, and the man's every move, either smiling, serious, or serious, or cold, appeared in her mind.

She didn't know how to speak, she was scared.

She could only use simple "hum" and "hehe" to cover up the helplessness and heartache that she could not find him at that moment.

But she was extremely clear in her heart. She made her own choice and chose a more difficult road. Then she could not be restrained at all. Only by devoted herself to her whole body and soul can she find her own honor, regain the glory of her family, make her family stronger, and truly control her life.

Looking at the serious girl in front of her, she asked Yulian softly from time to time, and her face turned red by Yulian's words of teasing, and Fiona's eyes were full of tenderness.

Who doesn't know what this girl is thinking? If he met him first, or the partner he got married, maybe all this wouldn't have happened, right?

Looking at the smiling faces of the two, Fiona's eyes gradually blurred, and their figures seemed to have become distant.

They are so well matched, much better than me.

A slight pain in his heart, Fiona's eyes returned to clear light again. Feeling the slight coolness coming from his cheeks, Fiona inadvertently raised her hand quietly, wiped away tears when no one was paying attention, and suppressed a sour and destined to have no future. She looked expressionless on her face again.

At this moment, she felt that her heart was extremely firm, and her swordsmanship had also taken a step further.

Feeling the joy coming from her body, there was no fluctuation on Fiona's cold face.

“Talent, honor, faith, family, I have made my choice.”

There is no love alone.

At noon in summer, the temperature was so warm, but Fiona's heart was cold.

...

The time at home is always short. During these three days, Yurien spent leisurely under the care of Vayne and Fiona.

Since that day, Vayne seemed to have awakened something, and his attitude towards Julian became much stronger. Whenever he wanted to practice swordsmanship, Vayne always looked at him silently, making him feel uncomfortable. When he wanted to escape, he was full of resentment. In desperation, Julian could only place a bench every day and sit on the edge of the training ground, basking in the sun while watching the two girls practice.

Then when he was resting, he had to face the girl's meticulous care, which made him extremely entangled.

Fortunately, the time was very short, and three days passed when Yurien was in pain and happiness.

Three days later, at the gate of Milisier Manor, a group of people practiced it for Yurien.

Yurien wore bright silver armor under Vayne's service early, and an exquisite sheathed dagger hung on the right side of his waist. This was a dagger that Prince Jiawen sent someone to choose for him from the basement of Dawn Castle after the sword broke that day. The sword blade was about sixty years long, plus the sword hilt and sword head, which was 80 centimeters long.

Under the nagging of the beautiful woman, Yurien responded skillfully, and then used the excuse to get rid of Terris, who was in charge of being led by the leader. After saluting slightly, facing Terris' slightly complicated gaze, Yurien chuckled and said, "Uncle."

Terryris looked at Julian's heroic appearance, sighed slightly, patted Julian's shoulder and comforted him: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's okay." Yurien smiled indifferently, remembering the scene three days ago.

After Vayne carefully bandaged him, Yurien went to find uncle Terrys.

After telling him about joining the Dragon Cavalry Legion, Terryris was surprisingly in silence and stared at the exquisite flat box on the table in front of him.

Looking at the uncle's thoughtful look, Yulian was a little surprised. When Prince Jiawen's guards brought the news to the family a few days ago, although everyone in the family had different expressions, everyone agreed with him for joining the prince's command, and they all praised him, believing that he would be the pillar of the future family.

But today, when Julian suddenly felt that things seemed not as simple as imagined. So he asked his doubts.

"Oh." Terryris, who was interrupted by Yurien, smiled reluctantly, looked at Yurien's heroic face, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Do you think... is it a good or a bad thing to join the prince's legion?"

Um?

Hearing this question, Yurien was slightly stunned, feeling strange in her heart, and smiled and said, "Of course it is a good thing. It can be valued by the prince. If we can maintain a good relationship with the Mianwei family, the negative impact of the father's death and the marriage ceremony will be wiped out soon. I can avenge my father a few years earlier. Uncle, aren't these all you told me?"

"The key...it's on it!" Looking at Yurien's face, Terrys sighed slightly, and sighed in his heart that Assas is still too young after all. How great would it be if he could be with his second brother for a few more years.

Unfortunately, time is endless. Milisier is facing a crisis and there is not so much time left.

Thinking of this, Terrys shook his head helplessly and continued to ask: "Do you think the prince values ​​you a good or a bad thing?"
Chapter completed!