blackstone code

Chapter 769 is what you think
The old countess sat on a chair a little distance from Lynch, and she raised her hand to stroke her hair.

Her hair is not messy, and there is a gemstone hairpin on it. It doesn't look childish, but it seems to have caught the last tail of youth.

"My husband's bad luck...", she started with this sentence, and Lynch listened quietly.

"It was just a fever. We didn't pay much attention to his condition. After taking some medicine, the fever was relieved. He told us that everything will be fine."

"Can you imagine, in the morning he told me what he was going to do for the children, but then he fell into a coma at noon, and he didn't even make it through the night before dying."

There was no sorrow in the eyes of the old countess when she said this, and it might indeed have caused pain or tears at first, but as the matter faded, it finally seemed like an insignificant part of a long and short life. a symbol.

This symbol only represents this page in life, it cannot represent the whole, it cannot control joy and sorrow.

"I'm sorry, ma'am...", Lynch said nonsense, because he couldn't say "I'm happy" at this time.

The old countess raised her hand to stop Lynch from continuing, she shook her head, "Actually, it's nothing, I used to be sad, but now I'm used to facing these things."

"Some people may think that I am an indifferent woman, but I know that my indifference is because life makes me so."

"After the old earl passed away, his younger brother, younger sister, and the children of his younger brothers and sisters all competed for the position of heir."

"He left so suddenly without leaving any will, and we were having a hard time."

The old countess sighed, "Can you understand that feeling?"

"He didn't give me any power, and he didn't give his son any power, but he let his brothers, sisters and even nephews control the key points of the family. We have no chance of winning."

"I took him with me and exhausted all means, and finally snatched back what belonged to us."

"During the time he was growing up, he was always very restless. Everyone was better than us. Everyone seemed to have a way to kill us. But he lacked a father to rely on."

"We had a hard time, like I said, but in the end we won, and that's the only thing to be thankful for."

Speaking of her child, the old countess's face showed a kind of nostalgia for the child's growth, as well as some longing for the future.

She just stared blankly for a while, then smiled and apologized to Lynch, "I was distracted..."

Lynch forgave her very gentlemanly, "It's okay, I can understand."

The old countess smiled, "He has been very strong all these years, sometimes he doesn't look like a child at all, I know he wants me to feel a kind of dependence."

"The only person I can rely on now is him. He is forcing himself to become mature. This may be a good thing for many people. He has not caused me too much trouble in terms of life and work."

"But I also know that this is not the real him. He seems to be fine. In fact, he suffers from severe insomnia. He often can't fall asleep until two or three o'clock at night..."

anxiety.

Lynch immediately understood why the little Earl suffered from insomnia, it was because of anxiety.

Through these simple descriptions of the old countess, a picture appeared in his heart, all relatives wanted to steal what belonged to him, he had no one to rely on, young people were always full of confusion about the future sometimes.

Especially in adolescence, the secretion of hormones in the body is accelerated, and emotions are more affected by sensibility. He will have a kind of anxiety, fearing that he will suddenly lose what he insists on or be hurt by others.

This kind of anxiety has continued until now, and the psychological changes are not so easy to reverse. This is not like what people often say, as long as it takes a while, it will be fine.

All emotional and sensitive people are the ones who are most likely to push themselves into a dead end.

When a person lies in bed at night and is dominated by anxiety, all he can think about is how his relatives will harm him, how he will protect himself, his mother, and the property left by his father.

He has no way to slow down his emotions and nerves, and let himself enter a state of rest normally!

Lynch also had this experience before. After he was arrested, he did not relax from the tense state as some people said. Instead, he became more tense.

Those who can say this kind of words often have relatively simple problems on them, and it can even be said to be simple. For example, just one or two problems have been mastered.

Even the details that the authorities have grasped are more detailed than their own, and they can indeed relax after being arrested.

But Lynch has more than a few dozens of secrets. He has been nervous about how those people will pry his mouth open. He also suffers from insomnia all night, difficulty falling asleep, hair loss, and yellow urine.

But later he figured it out, anyway, he couldn't get out for the rest of his life, so why bother himself?
Those who are mastered are confessed, and those who are not mastered are treated negatively.

Facts have proved that no one dared to do that, and some people did consider whether it would be more appropriate to silence them, but after considering the cost in case of failure, they finally gave up this idea.

On the contrary, Lynch lived a good life in the small room, and those people outside paid his bank card every now and then to ensure that he could enjoy the best of everything inside.

Except that you can't go out casually, and you can't take the initiative to contact others, there is no difference between being inside and being outside.

After sewing that number on his clothes, he was completely relaxed, even presumptuous.

He regards the life inside as a kind of training, a kind of learning, a necessary way for self-improvement.

Thinking of those things in the past, some smiles appeared on Lynch's face, a kind of smile that only those who have been here can understand, some people call this kind of smile a free and easy way.

The old countess didn't quite understand, she just felt that the atmosphere in the room became a little more relaxed.

She didn't even know that Lynch thought of so many things in such an instant.

She continued, "This period of time is the best time for him to rest. Every night around eleven o'clock, he will fall asleep on time and fall asleep with the lights off."

"It's been a long time since I saw him smiling lightly in his sleep, just like when he was a child, like a baby."

"There is no panic, no anxiety, no sorrow, only a faint smile."

"It's all because of you, Mr. Lynch."

The old countess looked at Lynch, "He admires you very much. He always said that you would solve some problems, and he also trusts you."

She looked at Lynch, but what she thought of was what a nobleman in the Privy Council said.

The old man and her grandfather are friends, and the relationship between the two families is relatively close. When she went to the Privy Council recently, the old nobleman had a chat with her.

The main person they chatted with was Lynch. According to the old nobleman, Lynch was a very special person. Before anyone else found out, he had already mastered a noble force.

Among them, there is the little earl.

The old countess talked about the fear that the young earl and Lynch would be too close, which would affect the future status of the title-it is very difficult for non-hereditary nobles to inherit the title, and they need the emperor's grace.

If their relationship with the emperor is not close enough, they can only count on the Privy Council.

She was afraid that the little earl would be hated by the emperor, and this title would end in his generation.

However, the old noble gave the old countess another way of thinking. In the future, it will become more and more difficult for non-hereditary nobles to inherit the title, so why not try to jump out?
The development of the federation is getting better and better. It is far from the federation in people's impression. Even Gefra's invincible navy was defeated by them.

If there is no possibility of grace in the future, going to the Federation is a very good choice.

The wealth they possess is enough for the family to live a very wealthy life in the Commonwealth, where money is used better than power.

Even if they don't plan to go to the Federation, given the relationship between Lynch and Princess Jenia, if there are members of the royal family who are willing to intercede for them, at least there is a high possibility that the title can be passed on to another generation.

So no matter which option you tend to, maintaining a good relationship with Lynch is the best choice.

"No matter what, he will be your staunch supporter in the future, and I also want to thank you for these changes..."

The old countess stood up and walked in front of Lynch, "You are very young and amazing, you may have seen many things, some things I don't know, but I believe that there is one thing, you Definitely haven't seen it!"

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When the little count came to the racing salon, his expression was a little dazed. He didn't hear someone calling him several times, and he didn't react until he touched his arm.

For nobles, "cheating" is a very interesting game, and "cheating" and "derailment" are two completely different concepts at certain times.

The little count vaguely knew what his mother was going to do. He should have hated Lynch very much, but somehow he didn't hate Lynch that much.

On the one hand, Lynch helped him solve the problems he had been having since he inherited the title, the lack of funds, and now the money he earned was enough for him to run everything and start to be self-sufficient.

Secondly, Lynch's ability, that kind of bearing also made him heartbroken. He admired Lynch very much, and admired Lynch in every way.

When Lynch has been able to do many great things, he is still like a child, which makes him feel a little inferior, but at the same time, he is very trustworthy but admires Lynch.

It doesn't matter, isn't this a noble tradition?

He told himself so to smooth out the slight discomfort in his heart.

(End of this chapter)