From Prisoner to Si Chen

Black retro cars drive by on North Muse's spacious roads.

The sunshine at three o'clock is no longer so dazzling and has become lazy and gentle. The round and shiny surface of the car body reflects orange spots, like a shadow.

jingle……

The passing carriages rang their bells, and the sound broke into the back seats through the open windows.

Gilan is wearing a black turtleneck coat, lined with dark red embroidered silk, and the fabric is extremely noble and silky. Wearing a white shirt, a silver-gray twill tie and a suit vest. He also wore a black short-brimmed velvet hat with a deep luster.

This set of high-end clothing cost Gilan 12 gold, Caesar and 10 pfennigs.

On the right, Miss Sparrow is also wearing new clothes.

She wore a beige hat with a veil. She was wearing an orange pleated leg-of-mutton sleeve dress with a high collar and flying edges. The long sleeves of the basque covered her burned skin, and there was a red three-layer lace shawl on the outside.

This set of clothing is more expensive than the one on Jilan, worth 15 Caesars.

Gilan was looking down at a business card in his hand.

This was given to him by Old Charles, said to be a black marketeer through a secret channel, from whom he got the projector and video recorder.

It says:

Bondo Leo, 666-144.

Correspondence address: No. 74, Corona Street, South Muse.

There is also a handwritten code on the back of the business card: Big Goose.

Ji Lan thought that after today's dinner party was over, he might be able to take the time to meet this black marketeer in person, and maybe he could buy a mercury battery from him.

Although I still have a piece left in me, it’s not a bad thing to prepare for a rainy day.

Xue...Mr. Gillan, I'm a little nervous.

At this time, Miss Sparrow beside her spoke softly.

Ji Lan turned her head and saw her lace-gloved hands holding the hem of her skirt.

Don't worry, it's just a normal family dinner.

he whispered.

We'll leave after eating.

Miss Sparrow hummed, and then said: I didn't expect that Mr. Gillan, you are a bloodline of the Earl family...

Her voice dropped to a whisper.

As a young lady from a wealthy family, she had an inexplicable awe of the nobles. Now that she had lost everything and faced Ji Lan, she instinctively felt a sense of inferiority.

Back then, I was just a low-class kid from the slums and didn't understand anything. You didn't look at me through colored glasses.

Ji Lan noticed her depression and turned around.

Miss Aurora, true friends will not be separated by so-called status, right?

Miss Sparrow was startled and turned to look at him.

The eyes that had lost their eyebrows and eyelashes were shining with light.

No matter how the environment changes, I am still me and you are still you.

Gillan laughed.

Miss Sparrow smiled too.

Not long after.

The car entered a slightly narrow path, and large areas of smooth lawn began to appear on both sides, as well as tall oaks, maples and redbuds.

Single-family villas of different styles and noble styles are located deep in the divided lawn.

When the car reaches the end of the trail.

beep.

Old Charles pressed the horn lightly.

In the middle of the row of carved fences, there is a huge wrought iron fence gate that is more than ten meters wide and four to five meters high. It is opened by two male servants wearing black and white uniforms.

The two then put their hands behind their backs and lowered their heads.

The car drove straight into the count's manor.

After walking a few hundred meters further along the garden path, we stopped in front of a huge villa.

Old Charles turned off the engine and got out of the car, opening the doors on both sides of the back seat for Gillan and Miss Sparrow.

Master, Miss Aurora. Old Charles raised his hand and pointed to the cobblestone path to the left in front of the main entrance of the villa. Mr. Ramon and his wife are having afternoon tea in the back garden. It's summer and the college is on vacation. The other four young masters and ladies are back and are also playing in the back garden.

Please come with me.

Old Charles said, straightening his tie, holding his head high and leading the way.

Ji Lan patted Miss Sparrow's shoulder, and then took steps. The latter took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to follow him, and stayed close to him.

The three of them walked through the colorful garden, took twists and turns on the cobblestone path, and arrived at an open lawn.

Two middle-aged nobles, a man and a woman, were sitting under an umbrella, drinking coffee and chatting.

The middle-aged man has short blond hair, 37-year-old hair, a mustache, and is wearing a shirt and vest made of tan silk fabric. The noble lady had her hair tied up, put on light makeup, wore a graceful and luxurious headband, and wore a low-cut classic dress.

On the grass not far ahead of them.

Two tall and handsome young men with blond hair were holding wooden canes and were having a fierce fight. The shadows of sticks were densely covered, and the sound of swishing through the air was constant.

Duh!

Crack! !

The two canes kept clashing, making crisp sounds.

At the same time, the two of them kept changing positions, stepping, dodging, and taking action in one go and with smooth flow.

Although there was sweat on their foreheads, their expressions were relaxed and free-spirited, with smiles on their lips.

Outside the staff competition, there were two graceful girls. One person is in a pink floral dress, and the other is in a long white dress. Each is holding a small lace umbrella and is silently watching the battle.

Gillan glanced casually and roughly confirmed the identities of these people.

Most of the people he was fighting against on the court were his two younger brothers, Prince Farhan and Joan Farhan.

Judging from their skills and physiques alone, both of them have reached the level of instructor-level fighters. Considering that they are less than twenty years old, they can be called geniuses.

But Jilan just glanced at this and then withdrew his gaze.

Sir, madam.

Old Charles strode under the umbrella, bent down and whispered a few words, then raised a hand to greet the man and woman who were walking slowly behind him.

The middle-aged man and the lady turned their heads when they heard this.

Gillan saw it clearly.

The man was startled for a moment, then showed a nostalgic smile.

The lady was also smiling, but her eyes were distant.

Gilan!

Ramon Farhan suddenly stood up from his chair and came forward.

He looked up and down first, then smiled and patted Gilan on the shoulder, saying a few words of goodwill.

I wish I could come back safely! Ramon said with emotion. Bulak is five to six thousand kilometers away from Musixiti. There has been a war there recently, which really worries me.

He shook his head.

Luckily you're safe, kid.

Gilan looked at the man in front of him and knew that he was his father.

However, he had no experience of father's love in his previous life, and his original body was abandoned in this life. He had not had any contact with his biological father for twenty years, so he remained silent.

The noble lady Xenia Farhan also came over at this time, stood beside Ramon, and smiled at Gillan:

Your father has always missed you, and now he finally gets his wish.

She said, glanced at the girl behind Gilan, and said:

This is your lover Aurora Laurie?

Without waiting for Miss Sparrow to explain, the noble lady waved to her.

Come on, girl, the gentlemen have a lot to say, so let's not disturb them.

Miss Sparrow turned her head and glanced at Gilan, seemingly asking.

Go. Jilan nodded.

Then she hummed, lifted up her skirt obediently, and walked to Mrs. Xenia's side. The lady took her wrist affectionately and led her towards her two daughters.

At this time, Ramon also smiled and put his arm around Gilan's shoulders, letting him sit under the umbrella, with Old Charles following closely behind.

Prince! Joan!

Ramon shouted and waved.

Come here quickly and meet your brother!