Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"Your Highness."

The knock on the door broke the silence between the siblings. After answering, the manor housekeeper came in and bowed, "Mr. Misle is visiting and is downstairs requesting to see you."

"Oh...?"

Delain was a little surprised. He put down his glass and thought for a moment. "Please ask him to wait in the living room in front. I will be there shortly."

The eldest prince did not expect Fan Wei to come so late, so he had to get up and change his clothes.

Maintaining the most impeccable posture in front of others at all times is a rule that he must follow. Delain carefully tidys up his appearance.

With the help of her sister, she chose a smooth black embossed dress with a golden family crest embroidered on the chest.

This is his support and also his shackles.

Taking a deep breath, Delain adjusted his facial expression and walked towards the stairs with steady steps, anticipating what tone he should use for his first greeting.

However, when the prince came to the living room, he saw Fan Wei posing in front of the fireplace.

He inserted his ten fingers into his black hair and casually brushed it back. As his hair flew, he turned around and looked back. His deep facial features and clear eyes were as cold as ice and a knife.

It seems to be murderous!

In fact, the person was just drying his hair...

But this handsome man's exclusive signature move is too sunny and refreshing under the charm of the fairy heart! The slightly messy feeling also adds a rare unruly charm to Fan Wei.

"Good evening, Your Highness!"

Turning back and smiling, Fan Wei greeted him. He had messed up his hair all the way when he ran over. It turned out that he was not very skilled in blocking the wind and snow with his Zhenba fighting spirit.

The corner of Delain's mouth twitched. This is a royal manor after all. Can't you be more serious?

At least consider my sister's feelings!

After glancing at Oliel, who looked away as if she had been electrocuted, the eldest prince severely criticized Fan Wei's random behavior!

Her Royal Highness the Princess' eyes moved back and forth in an uncertain direction. Finally, she lowered her head, turned around and left the living room in a hurry.

"Hey, Misr, why are you here so late at night, and..."

Delain still couldn't help asking, "Why do I feel like you've become more... more elegant overnight?"

He wanted to find out what brand of skin care products this guy used.

"Really?" Fan Wei touched his face doubtfully. He did feel that there was something wrong with the way many people looked at him...but he didn't notice anything wrong when he looked in the mirror?

Delain had a lot to complain about this dull feeling of relaxation, but he didn't know where to start.

However, the formality that I had deliberately created in my heart was successfully dispelled, and a smile and relaxation welled up in my heart. It seemed that there was no need to be so deliberate about this person.

The eldest prince even envied Fan Wei's leisurely and comfortable life.

"I brought some wine for you to drink."

Taking the Dream Wine out of his windbreaker and placing it on the table, Fan Wei saw Princess Oriel, who had just left in a hurry, coming back with a maid carrying a tea tray.

"Brother, Mr. Misr, please have some hot tea."

Her Royal Highness the Princess poured the black tea gracefully and handed it to Fan Wei, who was feeling cold in the wind and snow. Then she quietly retreated to her brother's side, like a well-behaved girl next door.

This scene was just like an ordinary visit between friends.

Delain looked at the bottle of wine on the table, somewhat puzzled. Was it just to drink? But for His Royal Highness, things without a purpose were rarer than things with a purpose.

"Then come have a drink."

Zhan Yan smiled, and Delain ordered the servant to bring a wine glass. Looking at Fan Wei, who was still slightly steaming, he asked in surprise: "Missler, you didn't run all the way here, did you?"

"It's snowing so hard, why don't you take a car?"

"...Because not fearing the cold is the spirit of the eaves dweller!"

Fan Wei raised his hand and clenched his fist, showing a determined expression.

“The true strength of a person is not to act superior, but to go against the tide in difficult situations that others avoid!”

The eldest prince was in awe. He had never expected that Misir, who had always been gentle, would be so bold! He was indeed the strong man he had chosen!

Successfully concealing the embarrassment of poverty, Fan Wei grinned.

"Come, try the dream wine I brewed."

The waiter brought the glass, uncorked the bottle and poured out the pearly white wine. A dreamlike color flashed across the wall of the glass. Staring at the wine, Delain's heart moved slightly.

He had also heard of Dream Wine, this legendary wine that has been completely discontinued in the imperial capital.

It is rumored that this wine tastes like a dream and can eliminate the drinker's worries. Could it be that because he saw his depression, Misr brewed this wine?

And bring it to him and invite him to taste it as soon as possible?

He was touched! Delain could hardly think of the last person who cared about him so much.

This friend, with whom he had just gotten to know each other for a short time, was more sincere and warm to him than many of his so-called close friends. He silently picked up the wine glass and didn't know what to say.

"Done."

Fan Wei raised his glass and smiled. The eldest prince tilted his head back and drank the sweet and dreamy wine. The warmth instantly permeated his body like flowing light and bubbles.

De Rhine saw many flashing fragments, which gradually solidified into the image of a dream.

In some light and brilliant scene, he seemed to float back to a long, long time ago and fall into a hazy dream like ripples.

Oriel looked at her brother who closed his eyes and slowly put down his wine glass, then looked at Fan Wei with some confusion.

"This is the effect of Dream Wine, Your Highness."

Introducing the Dream Wine to Oliel, Fan Wei asked inquiringly, "I felt that His Highness Delain suddenly became excited when he met Uncle Verocagins."

"Your Highness, do you know the reason?"

As a younger sister, Oliel should be the person closest to Delain.

Although being close does not necessarily mean that the hearts are similar, the princess's personality seems to indicate that she is a good observer.

There is a psychological theory that holds that the total amount of a person's inner activities is certain. People who talk a lot and have lively personalities will have relatively fewer inner thoughts.

People who are taciturn usually think a lot, pay attention to details, and tend to observe more things.

In response to Fan Wei's question, Oliel hesitated, looked at her brother who was sleeping lightly, and finally spoke. Whether it was because of his charm or some other reason, she trusted the man in front of her.

"My brother sometimes gets sad or angry when he's alone. He never tells me, but I can feel it."

"He hates the feeling of being controlled, especially when he is forced to do something he doesn't like. My brother always remembers this."

"That great scholar of the Heart Bureau is one of these things."

"So..." Fan Wei pondered, "Is this the trouble of the nobles?"

Silence enveloped the living room for a moment. Identity can bring wealth and status, but it can also bring embarrassment and restraint. This is not just a simple whining. People in different situations have different contradictions.

Pure joy and happiness have always been treasures hard to find in the world.

Hoping that the Dream Wine could work, Fan Wei secretly placed his hopes on it. Although he wanted to change the empire and prevent the war through De Rhine, he did not want to use his friends as tools.

Moreover, there is a huge difference between being forced to complete a task and actively pursuing a dream.

What Fan Wei expected was to be in the cold imperial capital.

What is ignited is a story about dreams.