How dare he come here and stand upright in front of him as if nothing happened?
Nameless anger ignited in his heart. In addition to anger, there was also the sting of having his territory invaded, which inspired Agape to stand up straight and look at him without fear.
What qualifications do you have to walk into my garden? When we meet again, we are no longer friends, not even acquaintances. I have never really known you, and you don’t bother to know the real me. So, I just want to say to you - get out of my sight and never show up again!
"Say hello to you," said the princess, who had just arrived, but was very considerate. Seeing the sudden change in Agape's expression, she naturally guessed that he must have been frightened by the diplomats who followed, "These flowers are so beautiful." Beautiful, are they all your masterpieces?"
Agape slowly closed his lips, because the future mistress of the palace was looking at him. At this juncture, he could not utter bad words to foreign diplomats. He could only Able to say hello to others in a hurry.
Win the friendship of the princess, gain her support, and let her see the value of the plantation - it seems that the bishop's numerous instructions cannot be fulfilled tonight. In order to prevent himself from losing control of his emotions and hitting him in the face with a flower shovel, Agape had been in the garden for four days, but the black crow's sense of smell was so sensitive that he found it easily.
Isabella looked cautiously and warily at this young man with violent mood swings. He should be the same age as her, and even if he was older, he would not be much older. Under the dusk, his brown curly hair was tied behind his head, revealing a pair of eyes as blue as the sea.
After all, people are animals loyal to their eyes. If Agape wasn't so delicate, the princess wouldn't be more tolerant of him. Just when Agape was about to talk nonsense and retreat after a few words of prevarication, Black Crow's figure had disappeared and he left.
Although the anger was still slowly burning his heart, Agape remembered the princess's question just now and answered as perfectly as possible: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I lost my temper. To answer your question, not all the flowers and trees here are there." It's my work, mostly the result of the gardener's hard work. I usually work in the greenhouse, and it's my job to take care of the cloves and peppers there."
Isabella nodded lightly, and by the light on the side, Aga Only then did Pei see her face clearly. The young princess was slender and beautiful, and her long light brown hair shone with golden light, as beautiful as the stream in the sun.
"Sit down, please sit down, sir, don't be so formal. I'm not a harsh person." Isabella tried her best to show dignity. "I hid in the garden to avoid the cumbersome court etiquette. Come, please treat me like an ordinary person and talk to me casually."
Agape showed a small smile. He was still wary of the black crow that might appear again at any time, but after hearing the princess's instructions , he had to sit down gently, keeping a polite distance from her.
"Even if you say so, I don't think anyone will treat you as an ordinary person." Agape said bluntly, "But please allow me to recommend an option for you. If you want to relax, I I would like to solemnly introduce to you the path over there. There are scattered shrubs planted on both sides. It is quiet and peaceful. There are also light pink roses dotted among them, just like the color of morning glow and sunset glow - you just asked here Are there any works of mine? If you are curious about my craftsmanship, go to that path and have a look. I cultivated this kind of elegant rose." "Oh! That
must be beautiful." Princess He smiled in surprise, "I also heard that you are the most talented gardener in the world, and you have single-handedly cracked the secret of spices that have been hidden for generations in the Moluccas. Is this true?" "No, Your
Highness, of course. No," Agape hurriedly defended, "I'm definitely not the 'most talented gardener in the world'. In fact, I don't know if I can be called 'talented'. I think I'm just lucky, because I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, I can devote myself wholeheartedly to the things I love, and the people I love and the people who love me fully support me in doing so. As for the secret of spices, please believe me, that’s it. It's not a job I completed alone..."
At this point, he took a breath, and the topic at hand made him inevitably think of Black Crow, the person who was standing not far away just now. The anger and resentment in my heart gradually turned into a feeling of despair that things are different and people are different.
"...In any case, I will not take all the credit for this matter on myself," he smiled reluctantly, "I know very well that a person's power is small, and his ability to change the world is even more limited. There are People may call me 'the most talented' because I am the court gardener of Spain and have won the praise of the king, but please ignore this. People who appeal to authority are not trustworthy. The important thing is Follow your heart."
Isabella looked at him confused.
"I noticed that you seemed to have a deep prejudice against our country's diplomats. You gritted your teeth and frowned, as if you were ready to scold him and oppose all his opinions at any time, so I thought you were a A staunch nationalist who hates everything from Portugal. Now that you are so kind again, it seems that I was wrong before?"
Agape showed a wry smile, and he had to find an excuse to defend himself quickly: "How can I be a nationalist? This time last year, I wasn't even Spanish! I'm just... just because of your diplomat, he looks terrible, especially now that it's almost night and everything is dark , I thought it was some lonely wild ghost in the woods, coming to the world to cause trouble." After hearing
his words, the princess giggled, because she didn't bring a fan, she had to cover her lips with her slender fingers: "Alas , you are really good at amusing me!"
After smiling for a moment, she slowly put down her hand, showing a thoughtful look again.
"But... you are right, he is indeed a terrible person." Isabella whispered, she was silent for a while, adhering to the principle that it is not appropriate to talk in depth when communicating with each other, she just smiled at Agape politely. He stood up and said: "It's getting late, I should go back. It was a pleasure chatting with you, sir."
Agape stood up and saluted. At this time, he suddenly remembered something important and hurriedly said: " By the way! There is one more thing, please forgive me for asking you, Your Highness."
"What? Please tell me." "
So that you know, I have a daughter, her name is Lily. She is still young. , was very eager to meet a real princess, so she asked me if I met this princess earlier than her, could I give her a flower?" Agape said embarrassedly, "Today's The chance encounter was in such a hurry, I...I forgot to prepare such a flower."
"Oh..." Isabella couldn't help but laugh, "This is so cute! Of course, I will be happy to receive this flower. Flowers given by the little lady. Next time, I will send someone to notify you next time so that you have enough time to prepare it." "
Thank you, thank you very much."
Watching the princess disappear into the night, accompanied by After hearing the news, many female chefs and maids came over and made a fuss. He couldn't help but smile, but then, the smile quickly faded and disappeared from his lips.
——Like a real ghost, in the shadows, Agape once again saw the looming corner of the black clothes.
It seemed that he was determined to have a conversation with himself.
"What do you want?" Agape said coldly, "If you have anything to say, just say it right there, because I don't want you to stand in my garden. I'm afraid that your vicious heart will make them bloom next year. No flowers."
In the darkness, Gerald stared at Agape greedily, the burning fire of love was so sincere and intense that his heart shrank in pain.
He watched Agape talking to the princess, smiling from time to time, with two soft lips curved upward, forming a small smile on his cheeks; his hair had grown longer and was now tied behind his head, with a trace of The naughty curly hair sticks up from his ears and tickles the side of his face; has he lost weight? Have his freckles been turned a warmer, darker color by the sun? Gerald was so dazzled that he couldn't tell the difference. In the late evening and dusk, those blue eyes also glowed with a slight purple color. They were so beautiful that they were otherworldly, which made him feel ashamed.
He observed every detail eagerly and carefully. Agape's voice was gentle and friendly. Reliving it again at this moment made Gerald think of many previous nights. He used a gentler voice than this time to speak for him. The difficult time after he resolved the nightmare - the memories mobilized his senses of reality, almost making his throat itchy, his vision blurred, and it was difficult to stand firm.
Agape's ten fingers, the tips of his eyebrows that slightly raised when he spoke, and the thick eyelashes at the end of his eyes... Oh my god, because he wanted to touch and caress them so much, Gerald's palms and fingers could feel it. Cramping pain.
Forget the illusion, he said to himself, he was here now, standing here alive, more real than anything else, more breathtaking than anything else.
I don't know if he was too excited and his heartbeat was too violent. He even had the illusion that just like catching the most subtle scent of spices, he could smell Agape in the breeze blowing in front of him. A blend of butter and apple aromas.
The intoxicating emotion made him unable to control himself, and his mind and heart trembled together. Agape didn't have to say a word, but his presence itself, an overwhelming sense of reality, was about to completely defeat Gerrard.
Seeing the princess getting up and leaving, Gerald couldn't help but take two steps forward. It was this move that made him discovered.
——"What do you want? Just say it right there, because I don't want you to stand in my garden. I'm afraid that your vicious heart will prevent them from blooming next year." He heard
his Voice, he said this to himself! People's moods really change with the changes in the world. If he is still the same Gerald Scott as before, he will definitely feel amused with interest after hearing this, and think about how to say this in his heart. There are more than a dozen ways for the person who said it to regret it; if Black Crow heard this, he would be so sad that he could not speak, and even his heart would be broken into pieces; but now, he heard these words, he He is a person who has been broken by fate, and he is Gerald who has merged with the memory of Black Crow. Therefore, he has mixed feelings in his heart. He doesn't know whether he should be happy, painful, repentant, or kneel down at Agape's feet. With tears in my eyes, I begged his forgiveness.
"If I do something to make you angry," after a long silence, Gerald spoke hoarsely and choked, choosing his words and tone carefully, "I...I don't ask for forgiveness, I just want to express my sincere condolences to you. My sincerest apologies."
"...I'm sorry."