He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Byrne's room at this time.

"The police have evacuated and did not embarrass Shen Tianyu and the others." Jonah reported to Byrne.

Byrne, who was smoking by the bedside, said nothing and kept looking out the window at the dark night.

Jonah looked at Byrne and hesitated for a long time before saying, "You've been smoking a little too hard lately, which is not good for your health."

"No one will feel bad anyway."

Byrne's voice was cold and he slowly blew out smoke.

Jonah sounded a little uncomfortable. He and the knights would be worried, but obviously Byrne didn't want their worries.

"Send some gifts to the director."

Byrne ordered without any fluctuation in his voice, and kept looking out the window.

"Yes."

Jonah understood that this was hush money, telling people over there not to tell anyone about his stay at the Tianyu Hotel, and he was obviously on guard against the queen.

"Then you go to bed early."

Jonah nodded and left the room, closing the door quietly.

Byrne kept blowing out cigarettes and leaning against the bedside, not moving much.

He smoked one cigarette after another until he had finished half a pack of cigarettes before he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Byrne bandaged the wound on his calf himself.

It probably hurt too much, so he took out the foreign wine and drank it hard.

Byrne coughed several times during the drinking process, which sounded very painful.

"Are you okay, Lord Byrne?"

The knight outside the door knocked worriedly and asked.

Byrne didn't answer and kept drinking wine.

The knights outside the door were a little anxious, but no one dared to open the door to check.

Just when they were about to call Jonah and ask him to come back, Byrne suddenly opened the door and walked past them carrying a bottle of foreign wine.

"Lord Byrne, your foot is still injured."

The knight followed Bain nervously, wanting to help but not daring to.

Byrne didn't say anything and kept walking up the aisle. He was obviously injured, but he walked as if nothing was wrong. However, it could be seen from the hand holding the wine tightly that he was enduring the pain from the wound.

It would be great if Mr. Shen Jue was here. At least he could knock the adults out and send them back to the room.

The frantic knight scratched his head and followed Byrne, but Shen Jui and Said went out, saying they were going to deal with the matter of Said's mother-in-law, but they still didn't come back after dark.

"Lord Byrne, it's better to go back to your room! Your injury needs to rest."

The knight who followed tried to persuade him again, but Byrne ignored him and went to Da Siyu's room on his own.

Finally, he endured the pain and came to the door of Dasi's imperial room, his face looking a little pale.

"Hello Lord Byrne."

The knight standing at the door of Dasi's imperial chamber immediately nodded in greeting.

Byrne still ignored him, opened the door of Da Si's royal room and went in, closing the door lightly with his hand.

There was no light in the room, but by the moonlight, Byrne still saw Tatsumi sleeping on the bed.

He pulled up a chair and walked up to the big bed, placed it next to the bed and sat down. He looked at Da Siyu with his back to him on the bed, raised his head and poured the foreign wine into his mouth. The spicy feeling flowed along. The throat flowed into the intestines, making him uncomfortable, but he kept moving.

Da Siyu opened his eyes and looked at the floor quietly. The reflection of the window was stretched out by the moonlight, covering the entire ground.

When the knight greeted Byrne, Da Siyu woke up, so he was not startled.

He didn't speak, and just listened to Byrne pouring wine into his mouth behind him, his eyes moving.

Byrne wiped his mouth, put the wine on the bedside table, leaned on the chair and looked up at the ceiling, motionless.

I don't know if he didn't sleep well, but there were a few black spots under his eyes, and he looked a little embarrassed.

I don't know how long it took, Byrne opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out the cigarettes and lighter inside, and started to smoke again, leaning back on the chair with his head up and exhaling in a slightly decadent manner.

Although Da Siyu had his back turned to Bai En, he knew exactly what Bai En was doing, but he just didn't make a sound.

He quietly saw the reflection of the window on the floor. He lay silently and the room was eerily quiet.

"Does your arm hurt?"

Byrne suddenly spoke, as if he knew that Da Siyu had woken up.

Da Siyu was not surprised. He was silent for a while and replied, "Well, it hurts a little."

This was the first time in nineteen years that the two of them had coexisted peacefully. There was no quarrel, no bad words, no anger and hatred.

"Would you like some drinks?"

Byrne stared at Da Si's back and smoked a cigarette, with a hint of deepness in his voice.

Because from this angle, he could see the figure of Tatsuyu lying down. His long hair was slightly messy, his waist was slim, and his legs were long and fair. He was like a piece of art. No matter how much money he paid, he could not buy a piece of art.

"Injury is not a good time to drink."

Da Siyu, who turned his back to Byrne, spoke calmly.

Byrne sneered, "No one can die."

Da Siyu probably knew that Bai En would answer this way, and he looked very calm.

"You don't drink or smoke. Don't you feel bored?"

Bai En, who was exhaling smoke and staring straight at Da Siyu's back, asked this question, his gaze always on Da Siyu's stacked long legs. Even the calves were so straight without any fat, they were so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Sensing Bai En's gaze, Da Siyu pulled the quilt on the side to cover himself, covering himself up.

Byrne was not angry, he just smiled and said teasingly, "Those who didn't know thought the Duke had eyes on his back."

Da Siyu didn't answer. Byrne's gaze seemed to look through him, how could he not notice it.

"It's very late now, you should take a good rest and recuperate."

"worry about me?"

Byrne raised his eyebrows, not happy, and looked like he was asking quickly.

Da Si Yushou subconsciously clutched the quilt. He didn't know whether he was worried about Byrne or guilty, but the injury caused by Byrne's torment like this would one day lead to the root cause of the disease.

"If you don't want to protect me, how can you protect me with this broken body?"

Da Siyu's voice was cold and full of disgust, but it was enough to provoke him.

How could Byrne not hear it? The corners of his mouth deepened.

He took another puff of cigarette, raised his lips and looked in a good mood, "You finish this bottle of wine with me, and I'll go to bed immediately."

Da Siyu frowned. He had just said clearly that he could not drink when he was injured.

"It doesn't matter if you don't drink. You sit and watch me drink. I'll leave after I finish."

Da Siyu's brows tightened again, and he realized that Bai En had said it deliberately. Knowing that he would not agree, he asked him to watch him drink, so that he would have no reason to refuse again.

"If you don't get up, I'll hold you to sleep." Byrne threatened with a smile.

Da Siyu stood up immediately, without hesitation for a second, and frowned at Byrne, who was sitting next to the bed smoking.

Byrne knew that he could succeed, and he was smiling richly.

Da Siyu was inexplicably angry and kept frowning at Byrne.

Byrne smiled and teased Da Siyu, "You are so afraid that I will sleep with you in my arms. You clearly know that I dare not do anything."

Byrne didn't dare to do it, not because he didn't know how to do it, because it wasn't that he didn't have the courage, he just didn't want to see Da Siyu cry.

"If the Duke can sit on my lap and have a sip of wine with me, then I can consider finishing this cigarette and leaving."

After saying this, Byrne patted his thigh humbly, which made Dasi Yu frown into a frown, wondering why he was so drunk in the middle of the night.