The August family was once in decline. At a certain gathering of German nobles, the Duchess was fortunate enough to be received by Tsar Elizabeth I. The queen's successor could only be a distant relative of the tsarist family, and she needed someone who was not very powerful. The declining nobles came to give her the power in her hands an external guarantee.
At this glance, the queen fell in love with the declining Duke's family, took away the clever Catherine, and under the influence of the shadows of the snowfields and woods of Tsarist Russia, turned her into Catherine.
The August family was once shining at this time, but the declining nobles could not gain much benefit from the queen who married far away. On the contrary, one day, the family completely sank into the darkness and continued to fade.
In the winter of 1914 AD, Mikhail, a boy from the Yenisei River, had transformed into a handsome young man. He was sitting in a warm easy chair, reading about the so-called nobleman - his adopted sister Lois - Since the death of Catherine the Great, the family tree has never continued and stopped at the last name.
Lois August, the successor as head of the family...
Mikhail reached out and touched the last name. The handwriting was beautiful. Could it have been written by his sister herself?
It has been six years since he came to his sister's side. Different from his simple imagination about food and clothing issues, Miss Lois has assigned him many tasks, and Mikhail's efforts have also made his love for education fruitful. results.
He didn't want to investigate the family tree, the young girl head of the family who had not changed in the past few years, or her wanderings and secret activities, and accepted it all calmly.
"I'm back." Lois opened the door, and the breath of Moscow's winter penetrated through the cracks in the door. Mikhail immediately put on his most beautiful and charming smile and stood up to greet her, "Sister, I'm very happy." Miss you."
When Lois heard this, she froze for a moment, "You are not young anymore, and you are still so clingy."
Eighteen-year-old Mikhail is tall and the lines on his face are getting taller and straighter. Under the sculpture of higher education, he looks like an elegant and elegant young man. The childishness left in his face due to age has softened this reserve.
He is also aware of his current changes. He readily accepts his own charm and makes full use of it all the time. Mikhail's voice is very light and gentle. He takes Lois' hat and gently Patting the snow for her, "Sister, don't you want someone to wait for you?"
When he spoke, his face moved closer to the girl, and he smelled the faint scent of perfume on her body. His eyes darkened slightly, but he carefully restrained his thoughts immediately.
Lois's expression turned cold and she didn't respond much to the enthusiasm. After explaining the task to Mikhail, she went straight back to the room without even looking at him.
After returning to her room, the girl's eyes glowed with golden light. Her eyes were full of ridicule. She reached out and held up the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.
Whether it's a human or a mixed race, she knows it all now.
However, the price is really high. The girl curled her lips and dropped the mirror. Her eyes calmed down and her golden eyes returned to their original smoky quartz color. Lois threw herself on the bed while studying the so-called "love" and "love" of people. "Desire", sometimes it really makes me sick.
Perhaps...it was her own fault that caused Mikhail, a young boy with a strong desire to win and a bit of ambition, to have his admiration for her deteriorated.
Alas, as a dragon, she still couldn't accept such an overly personal feeling.
Of course, it doesn't matter what Mikhail thinks about her identity. It doesn't matter if he knows the truth. She has rich experience in making a person shut up forever.
Lois gradually closed her eyes and looked at the huge crow she had raised, with its back to the window, gently flapping its wings, its black satin-like wings spread out, and a familiar feeling came to her heart.
She seems...to have forgotten something...
The "crow" named Wu Ning also became a being ignored by the King of Sky and Wind on this day.
He is different from Fu Jin. He holds all the "memories" for the "king", and those who represent memories do not always have the initiative and can speak out in the world.
Wu Ning could only follow his master silently, waiting for the other protagonist of this memory to awaken the story and prevent his master from getting lost in the ever-changing world.
This is his duty, to endure the hardships of the years on behalf of his master.
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Lois August has become a mysterious turning point in the long family history, but to this day, no one will investigate who or what the head of the August family is.
As Mikhail's sister, as the head of a family in the underworld, or as the Dragon King, every move she makes is driven by necessity and for different reasons.
Her original goal of looking for her twin brother was interrupted by her unexpected discovery of a boy who had the aura of a pure-blood dragon but was actually just an ordinary mixed-race boy. This interrupted her trip to Siberia.
As for the boy Alexei who left the village, he blankly continued the days before meeting Andrei's family, walking on the snowy field, thousands of miles away, day and night.
The winter of 1914, when Mikhail confessed his love to Lois, seemed like a season of strange things.
After several years of hard work, Alexey, a thin man, relied on his hands-on ability in a place where no one cared, and the sympathy of others in the hustle and bustle of the city, and walked across the mainland to the streets of Paris, France. .
He still looks like an ordinary beggar. If anyone knew what time he spent and what distance he covered, they probably wouldn't pass by him so bluntly.
The boy was wrapped in an old cloak and stood barefoot on the roadside. Every time he went to a city, listening to the sounds of the streets and people, he could quickly master a few words in different languages. He stood at the door of the church, listening to the bells, and His vast experience, there is something to eat here.
As long as he has something to eat and he is not afraid of the cold anyway, he can continue his journey. Why go on? I don’t remember, it doesn’t seem that important.
The door of the church opened, and a young girl dressed as a novice nun came out with a broom. She was about to sweep away the snow at the door. When she saw the broom, she looked directly at the broom in her hand, and then looked away with a slight disappointment. boy.
This is too obvious. She snickered and walked over to look at the boy standing stubbornly at the door. The way this child begged for food was a bit awkward. Could it be that the church was getting impatient before he could get food?
"Child, if you want something to eat, don't just stand here. Wouldn't it be easier to say it?"
Alexey glanced at her. This girl was very kind. She chatted with him while clearing the snow. She also specially led him to a rock, cleared it and let him sit on it.
Not minding Alexey's disregard for her words, the nun continued her words and said somewhat childishly, "My name is Martha, and I am a novice nun. In fact, my family's financial situation is not bad, and I want to be a nun myself."
The boy felt compelled to answer, "I have always been Alexei."
This statement is a bit strange, and the child also has a foreign name. Maybe it is because he is not familiar with the French language. Martha turned around and looked at the child so carefully for the first time.
His skinny appearance was no exaggeration at all, and his eyes were extremely gray. His hair seemed to have not been cut for a long time, and it was so dirty that the color could not be seen, with a hint of gray. Martha secretly wondered if this is what a lost lamb would look like. …
Alexey watched her sweep the snow quietly, expecting when she would put down the broom and give him something to eat, preferably money.
But in Martha's innocent mind, the commandments in the Bible echoed over and over again: love others, love God, and help the lost compatriots.
Martha had a bold idea.
"Alexey." She cleared the door, walked over and knelt down, holding the boy with her warm hand. Alexey was startled, but seeing the pure kindness in Martha's eyes, he tried his best to hold it back. .
"You should consider staying in the cathedral as a good deed by me. At least you can live a better life here."
Martha's green eyes followed her words, and her kindness and passion gave her a brilliance that was different from her usual dullness. All of a sudden, her frozen and red cheeks were illuminated. The beauty of the girl's budding eyes was all contained in her at this moment. In a piece of tenderness.
Alexey has never encountered such a thing. This time, the temporary "adoption" proposed by Martha seemed different from the adoption by the farmer Andrei's family in his long memory.
Masha took Alexei's hand.
"In France, I'm not used to pronouncing your Russian name."
"Oh, you can call me boy then."
"Okay, weird boy, just call me sister, I'm not a real nun yet, you can't call me...well, 'mammy' like Mother Superior or something like that...but God said, Everyone is a brother and sister, so I can be your sister and take good care of you."
"Okay, sister."
For some reason, when he called Martha "sister", the boy temporarily couldn't feel the rejection he felt when he was close to the crowd in the past. He felt a little calmer for some reason, and a strange feeling of familiarity came over him.
what is it then……
