After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

(Continued from the last paragraph of the previous article)

Sheen was wearing a beige thick oversized shirt, tan shorts and stockings, and brown leather shoes.

She wore an ivory-white coat and a beige beret with a brooch that the Duke had given to Carol pinned to her blond hair.

At this moment, he was sitting under a tree with fallen yellow leaves, with his head lowered and his brown gem-like eyes staring, concentrating on making a wreath with the flowers he had plucked from the front yard.

The young duke was very angry at the time, but when he saw the beautiful scenery and the beautiful woman, his anger subsided...

Such a scene appeared on the day of his father's wedding.

It's just that what Sheen is doing now is what Carol was doing back then, wearing the same style of clothes.

This romantic scene is the only good memory of Atole.

The side highlights the deep love the Duke once had for Carol.

Readers are deeply impressed by the description of this scene when reading "The Game of Mediation".

So he found clothes similar to the ones Carol wore back then, and pinned on them the brooch that the Duke had given to Carol, to complete this "memory killing".

(The buyer's show beats the seller's show)

The autumn sun is rare and yellow, shining on Sheen's blond hair is really the finishing touch:

Fair skin in the sun, handsome face - even if Sean hasn't grown up, anyone can see that he inherited Carol's good looks.

What is unforgettable is that Sheen’s eyes are sparkling, just like the radiance in Carol’s eyes back then.

At that moment, the Duke was stunned looking at Sheen.

The reader certainly knows how to weigh the pros and cons. He cannot defeat Xi Lun by his own strength after entering Xien's body.

Xi Lun has his father's support...

Sheen's father is a duke, which is more powerful than a lord in any way.

"Although I really want to make the Duke suffer, wouldn't it be good to use his power to destroy Xilun?"

I will destroy Xilun first, and then I will destroy you...

(Recalling the past)

Atole recalled that when he was young, he had just inherited the title, and the woman by his side at that time was Carol.

"Atholl,"

The beauty squinted her eyes and leaned her head on the Duke's shoulder.

Carol was already pregnant at the time.

"This is our child. If it's a boy, let's name him Sean, and if it's a girl, let's name her Bonnie..."

(End of memory)

Of course, things have changed now, but the Duke still kept his original promise - the eldest daughter is named Bonnie and the eldest son is named Sean.

Now the Duke was looking at Carol and his children, and it was hard for him not to be moved.

While Sheen was acting, he was actually wondering:

"This is the first time I use the beauty trap in a book. I hope this trick can ease the relationship between us as father and son..."

(Beauty Trap...I want to laugh after saying this)

Don't mess it up!!

The Duke's anger subsided, and he wanted to say a thousand words, but he still didn't say the apology:

"You are here."

"Your Excellency the Duke,"

Sheen pretended to hear the Duke's greeting, and after a while he looked up at the Duke who was walking towards him.

"I'm sorry, I can't find anyone nearby, so I don't know where you are."

"So what are you doing sitting here?"

The Duke walked up to Sheen, lowered his head and looked down at him, and saw beads of sweat on Sheen's forehead.

"And you made yourself so embarrassed."

This was the Duke's instinctive reaction, and Sheen understood.

Uh, I took a detour from the gate to the front yard to pick a few roses, and then ran to the back yard. Wouldn’t that be tiring?

(It's really disgusting)

Sheen wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and raised his head to explain:

"Of course I will follow others' lead and make you a gift. But think about it, you are a duke, you have everything you need, I can only make you a wreath..."

The Duke suddenly thought Sheen was very interesting, a bit like the style of the wreath that Carol made for him:

"Then how can you be sure that I will accept your gift?"

The Duke put his hands behind his back and his expression softened a lot.

Xien acquiesced to the Duke's love for him, but he still had to start the hidden task:

"Well, because I had a dream last night..."

Xien looked up, smiled slightly, and answered confidently,

"A woman with red hair, brown eyes and ivory-white clothes said that the Duke liked the wreath she made very much."

It could only be Carol who could be described that way.

What a nice memory killer.

The Duke was confused by Sheen's words and didn't know what to do next.

He just opened his mouth, then closed it, and hesitated to speak:

"Is the wreath ready? Can you give it to me now?"

The Duke held out his hand to Sheen.

"certainly,"

Sheen lowered his head and finished the final closing action, then smiled and handed the wreath to the Duke.

"I hope His Excellency the Duke likes it."

However, accepting the wreath was just the Duke's procedure.

The Duke gave the wreath to Ted, whispered a few words, and then called to Sheen:

"Are you tired from playing? Come in first."

"Yeah." Sheen got up quickly.

"Of course I know you look down on little things like this." Sheen thought to himself.

As long as the goal is achieved.

He shook off the remaining red roses.

Sheen was first pulled by a row of maids to clean his muddy ivory-white cloak. After he was done, he was led by the maids to the coffee table with an awning.

Although there is no strong floral scent from Xilun's back garden, the fresh air from the yard makes people feel more comfortable.

The layout here is similar to the pavilion in Xilun...but seems even better.

All the configurations seem to say:

This is the treatment you deserve.

"I'm here, Your Excellency the Duke." Sheen walked into the tea room and saluted the Duke.

After Xi Lun's offense, the Duke no longer cared about what Sheen called him.

He sat at the coffee table expressionlessly and pointed to the seat opposite to Xien:

"Come and sit down. I have prepared exquisite snacks and fragrant tea."

With the help of the maids, Xien sat down and watched the maid carrying a tray bring rose-flavored tea and various exquisite snacks to the table.

It wasn't long before the empty tables were filled little by little with neat hand movements.

Everything in the Duke's Mansion looked luxurious, but there was always something strange about it.

Sheen couldn't tell what it felt like.

There were even two bunches of Casablanca flowers (lilies) in vases on the round table covered with a white tablecloth.

It only blooms at night and not at this time of year, so it must be the magic of immortality.

Sheen secretly thought that he should plant another flower to be in line with the Duke's personality.

After the maid poured the steaming rose-scented tea into the cup prepared in front of Sean, the Duke pointed to the Rilakkuma-shaped butter biscuits in front of Sean:

“You can eat whenever you want.”

Of course the Duke drank his tea first.

For a moment, the only sound was the rustling of the tea table, and the two people facing each other were silent.

The maids around did not dare to do anything, as if the two people sitting there were strangers they had never seen before.

The Duke drank his tea, staring intently into Sheen's brown eyes.

But Sheen just lowered his head and was busy eating the slice of cake on the table decorated with fresh strawberries, grapes and snow-white whipped cream.

"(This task is really difficult. How long will it take?)"

Still the mission is important...