Chapter 1060

The princess under the street lamp asked softly, and looked at the suitcase Xia De was carrying.

Xia De shook his head slightly, while breathing with his nose, the white hot air slowly dissipated with the wind:

"In fact, when I saw you in Mid-Hill Fort in autumn, the person who passed the information and led away MI6 at the railway station was me."

He was still holding the princess's hand. This was to prevent himself, this big liar, from getting a slap. But she didn't do that, just pursed her lips and looked at Xia De:

"So?"

When opening her mouth, there was also white mist. This was a scene only in winter.

"In fact, I am Gray Hawk II."

He had never taken the initiative to admit this to anyone. Even Doctor Shi Nai De, who knew all this, heard it from the ghost of Detective Spailuo Hamilton.

【Your own imagination.】

"Strictly speaking, I am Gray Hawk II."

He had never taken the initiative to admit this to anyone. Even Doctor Shi Nai De, who knew all this, heard it from the ghost of Detective Spailuo Hamilton.

"I... inherited everything of Spailuo Hamilton, yes, truly everything. His identity, his property, his house... The cat is not his, it's the client Miss Gao De's, but this commission was indeed accepted by him... So, for my own convenience, and also to repay him a little, I did some things for him."

He laughed at himself:

"Although I said I was doing things for him, it was just to cover up my own behavior."

Margaret's eyes stared at him tightly, not caring about the snow accumulating on her shoulders:

"So, you were deceiving me from the beginning, you have been covering up that we have met before... The note about the bombing case was also left by you?"

"Yes."

Xia De nodded. He felt he did this thing very correctly:

"There was no better way to notify you at that time. Although the specification of that bomb couldn't hurt you, if someone else was injured because of your visit, you would be very passive in public opinion."

Xia De knew this was a defense for his behavior, and also wanted to use words to obtain Margaret's forgiveness. The latter looked at him. The two stood together in the snow, standing under the gas lamp, and the dancing snowflakes circled above their heads.

They were still holding hands. Xia De felt the princess's hand was exerting force, and her heart was not calm:

"Why?"

She looked at Xia De's eyes and asked, as if wanting to see his soul at once:

"Why, tell me these before I leave?"

Xia De told the truth:

"Although the lady just now came from the Truth Society, she is indeed very wise. She is right, some things cannot be delayed. Tonight is your last night in Tobesk, and I don't want to deceive you anymore. After seeing off that maid lady and her fiancé at the pier, I think we are already friends, and friends with a quite good relationship. I think I shouldn't hide this matter anymore."

He said very seriously:

"Even if I occupied someone else's identity, I didn't do wrong things, nor did I owe anyone. I should tell you this matter, instead of seeing you off with lies. Margaret, I don't like deceiving anyone."

He also looked at the princess's eyes under the gas lamp. Her eyes were very beautiful:

"I don't want to hide this matter anymore, even if it is related to my initial identity, even if this is the secret of my settling down in St. Deran Square... Margaret, I think I should tell you this matter tonight, instead of hiding it all along... Yes, you are about to leave here, and you and I don't need these secrets... Oh!"

He suddenly called out in panic, because the princess suddenly pulled out the hand he was holding, and then pushed Xia De into the darkness.

Like the climax of an opera, while snowflakes splashed above their heads, the young knight staggered and retreated, until he was pushed by the princess between her and the red brick wall by the roadside.

While the suitcase fell and bounced with a thud-thud-thud sound, staying alone in the light, in front of that red brick wall, Margaret Anjou used her body to forcefully sandwich Xia De between her and the street wall, supported the wall with one hand, and then bit his lips and kissed him.

The suitcase containing 1000 pounds of banknotes stayed alone in the light, snow soon covered the box, and the small shadow on the edge of the box was so quiet and not easy to notice.

In the darkness a few steps away, the two were closely entangled. Xia De had kissed many girls and knew the taste of lipstick, the taste of tears, and the taste of perfume, but this was the first time he knew the taste of snow and blood.

Snow covered their shoulders, and the moon was so gentle behind the clouds. Until their lips began to go numb, Margaret Anjou let go of Xia De, who was pressed tightly against the wall by her.

She pursed her lips, and inside her mouth was the taste of Xia De's blood. And Xia De, whose lips were bitten, also pursed his lips and looked at her:

"Margaret, I hope you know what you are doing."

He remained calm:

"I have connections with more than one girl. I admit, you are a very beautiful girl, but... yes, I have some good feelings for you, but the girls I like are not just... actually there are some things I haven't said..."

This refers to the identity of MI6, and his relationship with Miss Xierweiya. Xia De really hoped that the princess in front of him could think clearly, instead of doing some irrational things because of the atmosphere.

【You don't have good feelings for her?】

"She" asked with a smile.

Xia De naturally had good feelings for the princess from the south. Even if this good feeling could not compare to his feelings for Luweiya, Dorothy, and Princess Lei Qianya, Xia De would not deny it. Therefore, just as he said at this time, he needed Her Highness the Princess to think clearly about what she was doing.

Although the Outsider is greedy, he will not deceive any feelings.

The girl with light golden long hair revealed an expression of wanting to laugh and wanting to cry, and spat to the side very unladylike. The color of lipstick and blood spread on the snow layer:

"Of course I know what I am doing. I will not become your lover. I am the princess of Carsonrick!"

Xia De didn't say anything else, raised his hand to sweep the falling snow off the princess's shoulders. But for some reason, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and the snow dyed their hair white. Trying to clear them was just a drop in the bucket.

He wanted to take the suitcase under the gas lamp, but the young girl forcefully pushed him back with her shoulder again and kissed him again.

The patrolling policemen carried gas lamps, complaining about the weather as they passed by here. Seeing that suitcase, they walked faster in surprise, and then saw the two young people by the wall, so they smiled at each other, signaled not to make a sound, and left quietly.

"You, Xia De Suren Hamilton."

Her hands were on the wall, her face was flushed, but her eyes looked at Xia De as if they were shining:

"Unfaithful Gray Hawk, unclean knight."

Her eyes glimpsed the wound on Xia De's lips, but she still stared at Xia De's eyes:

"I know how your handsome gentleman's emotional life is... but, you are still Gray Hawk, and must be Gray Hawk. I need you."

She needed "Gray Hawk", this pivotal agent, as her political capital.

"No problem."

Xia De nodded.

"It's not you who chose me, but I who took a fancy to you. The princess of the noble Anjou family will not become anyone's lover... I, Margaret Anjou, want you to be my lover. Yes, it is I who took a fancy to you!"

She breathed heavily, and the rust taste in her mouth had not dissipated:

"I have even grander goals, so you will not be my lover for a lifetime. You can leave at any time. And I can only kiss you. Knight, Gray Hawk, Detective, Xia De, are you willing to be my lover who can only kiss each other? Until, until I, I abandon you?"

White mist dragged in the wind like a long dragon, and the final voice had a somewhat hysterical meaning. Xia De knew how complex the princess's inner feelings were in front of him. But he couldn't tell his own specialness. At least before saying hello to the witches, he absolutely couldn't say it.

"Yes, only kiss..."

Xia De embraced the girl in front of him. He knew what he wanted. Meaningless entanglement had no meaning for him:

"Even if the girls I like are not just..."

"Let other princesses do things with you that I cannot do with you."

Their noses almost touched. Neither of them cared about standing in the heavy snow at this time, nor did they care that perhaps in the banquet hall of Canary Manor, someone was looking for them.

"Xia De Suren Hamilton... I am leaving tomorrow."

Beautiful eyes stared at Xia De, so this time, Xia De took the initiative to embrace and kiss the girl in front of him.

They did not return to Canary Manor immediately. Of course, they did not go to St. Deran Square, nor did they stay on the street blowing the cold wind of the winter night to continue watching the snow, but according to the original plan, took a carriage to the public cemetery outside the city.

Along the way, Xia De embraced Margaret and told the story of Gray Hawk and "Gray Hawk II", clarifying his current situation. That was a story starting from midsummer this year, not particularly exciting, but enough to attract the attention of the princess from a foreign land.

When arriving at the cemetery, the heavy snow that covered the entire Tobesk area had also covered the grave of Mr. Spailuo Hamilton.

They did not disturb the gravedigger, but quietly found the location of that grave in the darkness.

Xia De did not come here often, but it seemed that every time he came here to visit the former detective, he had a completely different mood.

"Before dying, he was still loyal."

Xia De bent down and squatted in front of the tombstone, putting down the two bouquets of flowers he had swiped before leaving Canary Manor. It was very difficult to find fresh flowers in such a season.

"In autumn, because of special reasons, I once communicated with the soul of Detective Spailuo. He asked me not to disturb him again."

Speaking of this, Xia De revealed a smile. He stood up again and stood side by side with Margaret. The night was a bit cold, and she looked at the grave covered by snow wearing a cloak.