Chapter 846

Paris, France, lightning and thunder, the whole city is being swept by heavy rain.

The towering Castle standing in the most prosperous part of the city, even though it is very old, still exudes its undifferentiated majesty, faintly exudes a suffocating sense of oppression, sacred and inviolable.

At this time, in a luxurious study full of medieval classical flavor in the castle, the light of the luxurious French crystal lamp is enveloping everything here,

The high dome is painted with frescoes of the ancient Roman gods.

The bookshelves on both sides are made of precious sandalwood. The globe and thick classical books are placed on the ring-shaped desk. On one side of the walnut desk, there is a hand embroidered tablecloth from Croatia, on which is a classical and expensive phonograph.

At this time, behind the circular desk, a tall figure was leaning against the big black leather chair, facing the heavy rain pouring out of the window.

One of his hands was on one side of the leather chair, and a pair of slender and well-defined fingers came into view. His index finger was beating up and down from time to time.

Even if I can't see his face clearly, I can still feel the strong breath from him.

The whole space is full of a stifling smell.

All of a sudden, there was only a sound of opening the door. It was eight meters high. The double door carved from expensive sandalwood was slowly opened.

Gruss strode in, unable to hide his old face, still serious.

Living in front of the desk, he bowed his head slightly and said respectfully, "master!"

When the words fell, the rotating chair moved slowly, and the figure sitting on the leather chair appeared slowly.

Even though Nangong zhenglie, who is half a hundred years old, looks like he is only in his 40s. The trace of aging time does not seem to stay on his face, but brings him the unshakable dignity and strength after the vicissitudes.

Still handsome face, three-dimensional cold and hard facial features, properly managed short black hair.

A pair of amber eyes are deep and dark, cold and heartless. It seems that you can't see any human emotion in these eyes. It's cold and piercing. It seems that everything in the world is crawling under his feet. He is the king that can't be overthrown.

He reached out and opened the drawer in front of his desk. Then he put in an old photo and closed it.

Light open thin lip, "say!" There was a thrilling momentum in his deep voice.

We only heard gruss respectfully say, "tros parson has transferred all his power, has already retired behind the scenes, the master's power in Italy has been almost eliminated, and their minions have begun to infiltrate into France."

With that, gruss's face was calm and calm, without any fluctuation. It was completely like saying something unimportant. Similarly, master Nangong's solemn and dignified face, which had not changed for thousands of years, didn't have too many strange emotions.

Gruss raised his hand, handed a letter to Nangong zhenglie respectfully, and said: "at this time, master Tross parson sent someone to deliver it to master!"

Nangong zhenglie looks down at the Kraft letter paper. His cold amber eyes are cold, without any emotion.

Gruss continued, "the young master will arrive in Paris tomorrow!" With that, there seemed to be something hidden in gruss's serious and respectful eyes.

Nangong zhenglie didn't say much.

Gruss said in a deep voice, "master! Five years is up! On the 25th, the second young master should wake up. "

The words fall, the South Temple master's that dignified facial expression doesn't have too many changes, still cold and heartless, sink a voice cold way: "go down!"

“……”

"Yes With that, he turned respectfully and left the study.

After gruss left, Nangong zhenglie took the envelope and opened it slowly

His eyes fell on the envelope. He didn't know what was written on it. His serious eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his eyes became deeper and darker.

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The next morning, Nangong shaojue arrived in Paris with Su Weiyi. The city after the rain was particularly fresh and pleasant. A city full of romantic feelings should be a kind of nostalgia.

But when Su Weiyi arrived here, her heart was full of resistance, her face was dignified, and she couldn't let go. She was worried. Mingming kept telling herself that she would be fine if she had Shao Jue by her side, and the baby would be fine, but she couldn't control her emotions.

This nest in Nangong shaojue's arms, the heart inexplicably very depressed.

The car drove slowly into Clare castle. In such a clear air, it was inexplicably oppressive and suffocating.

Su Weiyi leans in Nangong shaojue's arms and never raises his eyes. He looks out of the window. He grabs his windbreaker tightly with both hands, which makes him nervous.

Nangong was so tight that she held her in her arms, and looked out at the slowly growing Wutong tree. The cold amber eyes could not see too much emotion.

The car slowly stopped in front of the castle hall. At this moment, on the marble stairs, gruss was standing on one side, holding his hands in white gloves, in the standard British housekeeper posture, with his serious eyes quietly watching the slowly driving Lincoln luxury car.

A bodyguard came forward and opened the door respectfully. A tall and handsome figure appeared in front of him. Nangong shaojue looked up at gruss standing on the stone ladder.

Similarly, gruss just looked at Nangong shaojue with a serious and expressionless face, and didn't greet him.

When he saw Nangong shaojue carefully supporting the people in the car to come out, he saw clearly the face, the obviously protruding abdomen, and the strange emotion that was not easy to be noticed in gruss's solemn eyes.

Nangong Shao Jue hugged Su Dui tightly, put his big palm on her side of the waist, and said in a low voice: "let's go!"

Su only raised his eyes to see gruss. He still didn't change much. Then he suddenly withdrew his eyes and raised his eyes to see Nangong shaojue.

Nangong shaojue just chuckles, as if to comfort her. Then he hugs Su Wei and walks up the marble stairs.

Until he passed gruss' side, gruss still bowed his head slightly to show his etiquette and called, "young master! You can go back to your room first

Nangong shaojue hugged Su Wei and didn't stop. As if he didn't hear gruss's words, he hugged Su Wei and walked towards the hall. The servants on both sides looked at Nangong shaojue with respectful bowing, neat and powerful action.

Nangong shaojue directly takes Su Weiyi back to the bedroom to have a rest. Looking at this huge luxurious palace bedroom, Su Weiyi always feels very familiar with it, but he can't remember it. He asks curiously, "husband! Is this your bedroom? "

Nangong shaojue untied Su's shawl, coat and shoes and joked: "who did you forget that used to lie here with me when you were a child?"

Suddenly, Su only a Zheng, inexplicable head no impression, how to feel the things when she was a child, as if no impression, feel like never appear in her mind.