Chapter 885 Hebrew and Abrien

Three days later, Weilin returned to the territory and began to prepare for the wedding of Orlando and Hebrew.

Before they knew it, the two of them had been their guardian knights for forty-three years.

In the study, Weilin and Xuemiya sat opposite each other and began to discuss what gifts to prepare.

No other nobles were invited to this wedding, and all the guests who attended were family members.

"Weilin, this seven-colored flower of life does not need to be written on the gift list. You can give it to them privately after the wedding." Xuemiya stretched out her slender hand, pointed at the list, and suggested.

Seeing this, Weilin nodded, picked up the pen and crossed out the seven-color life flower. He looked up at his wife and said, "Tomorrow, go to the treasury to get two seven-color life flowers. When you visit Aunt Flora, give them to her."

"I see."

Xuemiya nodded and continued to browse the gift list, adding, deleting and revising it.

Elsewhere, Hebrew went to visit Devonshire with a few bottles of wine.

Standing in front of the gate and looking into the manor, I felt a little hesitant.

"Captain, don't stand there." A high-ranking silver knight standing behind Hebrew reminded him.

Hearing this, Hebrew smiled awkwardly, took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and strode in.

Behind him, two high-level silver knights looked at each other and smiled helplessly when they saw this.

This was the first time in all these years that the two of them saw their leader looking so shy, which was truly heartbreaking.

Entering the manor, Hebrew walked towards the hall under the guidance of the maid.

Devonshire sat in the main seat, looked at Heber coming, and stood up to greet him.

Seeing that there was no one else in the hall, Hebrew immediately let go and said carelessly: “Brother Devonshire, long time no see.”

"Ah."

Devonshire looked a little strange, but still nodded and responded to the other party.

This kid had just met him a few days ago, and he said this again today. He really has a forgetful character, but this is exactly what he wants.

Over the years, he has liked Hebrew's sincerity, his simplicity of scheming and his lack of arrogance. He likes to make friends through martial arts and occasionally reveals his forgetful side.

Thinking back to the beginning, it was because of this point of this kid that I agreed to come to Qixing Territory.

"do it."

"Thank you, Brother Devonshire."

Hebrew thanked him and sat down in the lower seat.

The two high-ranking silver knights of the Ice Bear Knights who came with Hebrew looked a little hesitant. Calling your father-in-law "big brother" is somewhat against moral ethics, but seeing that Lord Devonshire didn't care, they gave up the idea of ​​reminding him.

As they chatted, the two turned the topic to military affairs.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.

Devonshire woke up from his excited state, looked at the sky, and thought to himself that something was wrong.

They were having so much fun that they even forgot that their daughter Aybrien was waiting for them in the side hall.

Looking at the change in Devonshire’s expression, Hebrew was puzzled and asked, “Brother Devonshire, what happened?”

"Uh." Devonshire put away the embarrassment on his face, coughed lightly, and responded, "Nothing, it's just that it's getting late, let's go to the side hall first."

"really."

Hebrew turned to look outside the hall and saw that the sky was indeed getting dark, so he nodded in agreement.

In the side hall, a woman was sleeping on the table with a blanket covering her. She woke up from her sleep when she heard footsteps and moved her fingers slightly.

Looking up, he saw his father and his sweetheart walking towards the hall.

"How long has it been?"

"Miss Abrien, three hours have passed." Upon hearing this, the head maid leaned close to Abrien's ear and whispered in a low voice.

Hearing this time span, a hint of surprise flashed in Aibrien's eyes, but she quickly reacted.

It goes without saying that the father must have been so excited chatting with the Hebrew brother that he forgot the time.

However, this is not a big deal.

He stood up, rubbed his face to cheer himself up, and walked towards the door.

“Father, Hebrew brother, you are here.”

Devonshire looked at his adopted daughter's well-behaved appearance, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his eyes, but he quickly restrained it.

"I'm sorry, I lost track of time."

"Father, it's okay. I'm taking this time to rest for a while."

Aibrien replied with a smile, then took her father's hand and walked towards the dining table.

Seeing this, the head maid standing nearby quietly retreated and went to inform the chef to serve the food.

When Hebrew saw Abrien, he was a little reserved for a moment, but under Devonshire's guidance, the three of them began to chat.

Looking at the woman who was about to become his wife, Hebrew's mind emerged the scene when he went to invite Devonshire with the order of his master more than 30 years ago. At that time, Abrien was only eleven or twelve years old.

I remember that it was she who opened the door for me. Time passed, things changed, and many years passed. I never expected that the little girl back then would become my wife.

"Brother Hebrew, why are you staring at me?" Aibrien looked at Hebrew's absent-minded eyes, waved her hand in front of him, and asked.

Seeing this, Hebrew came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Nothing, it's just that seeing you reminded me of the first time I saw you."

"I thought you were only this tall back then, but now you're this big."

Aibrien's face was filled with a bright smile, her eyes were gentle, and she replied softly: "Brother Hebrew, I still remember when I opened the door, you looked so eager to fight, it was almost written on your face that you wanted to duel with my father."

"Have it?"

Hebrew touched his face, frowned slightly, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"Of course, I won't be mistaken."

Aibrien nodded heavily, a glimmer of reminiscence in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, the food is here. Hebrew, please try it. These are all prepared by Abrien for you." Devonhill waved his hand with a friendly smile on his face.

Seeing this, Hebrew didn't hesitate to pick up a piece of food with his fork and put it into his mouth, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Two maids came forward with wine and filled their glasses.

After drinking dozens of cups, both of them felt a little dizzy, but neither of them used their fighting spirit to cheat. They just looked at each other, then continued to raise their glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

Aibrien sat aside, her eyes falling on her father and Hebrew from time to time, her eyes full of concern. She added more food to her father and Hebrew from time to time, and listened to them calling each other brothers, without saying anything to stop them.

If you must say it, she is the outsider.