Domestic personal assistant

When summer came, Darcy finally recovered most of his injuries, and now what he does most often is to stay in Ivan's study, sitting or standing, to accompany Mr.

"Duke Ragnar's daughter wants to visit." Darcy read the visiting letter and turned to look at Ivan.

"Let her bring her husband." Ivan handled the official business without raising his head. The king turned Sheng Fanduo into a country within a country, and he had more work to do.

"The Countess of Windsor would like to invite you over to her 30th birthday party." Darcy read next.

"I remember that she was 20 years old 30 years ago." Ivan raised his head, stared, and looked helplessly at Darcy's snickering expression.

"She has lived backwards since she was 40 years old. The earl said that she promised that no one would disturb you at the party." Dalsey explained, and then read: "Her current lover was rescued by my husband during the snow disaster last year." Yes, he wants to thank you."

"No need, if you want to thank you, you can do business first." Ivan frowned and asked Darcy to write back.

"Isn't it too profitable to do business?" Dalsey murmured secretly, and took a pen in his hand to write a reply on the clipboard.

"Let's talk about money first, it's hard to talk about saving money later." Ivan laughed, and he heard it.Darcy's ears trembled, "Oh—"

"The king of Chahar asked Mr. to explain the war, otherwise he will attack the Trang area again."

"Throw it away." A coward, he didn't dare to make a formal one in the afternoon.

Since Ivan never got an explanation, Chahar did not attack Trang County again until Ivan died.They always believed that Ivan would leave an explanation, but they haven't found out yet.

"His Majesty the King invites you to the summer ball." Dalsey looked at the letter that had come in the past few days, and the king who would come to Mr. from time to time, it seemed that this was the first letter in this period of time.

"No. Tell him that I will invite him to my wedding." Ivan chuckled. His Majesty the King really made him helpless.

wedding?Dalsey bowed his head slightly, sure enough, the husband is going to get married after all.The handwriting on Darcy’s hand remained unchanged, but his eyes became more and more flustered. These few months, he was in a trance like a dream. Mr. stayed by his side, kissed his forehead, and even scrubbed him. Darcy blushed, Thinking that Mr. Gentleness would face another person, a noble lady or a princess, Darcy's face turned pale again. Didn't he think that way himself? Mr. just thanked himself for protecting St. Fantasia. ,Right. . .

"Haven't you finished writing yet?" Ivan looked up at Darcy, "Does your hand hurt?"

"No, sir. I've finished writing." Darcy sealed the letter and put it aside, and opened the next one, "Sir, someone found a fine wild pine forest on Mount Gonggang, and they want to sell it to you. "

"Gong Gang, it's not far away, you can buy it. Take care of it, don't cut it. I'll check the condition of the pine resin in autumn." Ivan saw Darcy's face turn pale, and got up after giving the order, "Does your hand hurt? "

Darcy was about to shake his head, but hesitated for a moment and said, "A little bit." Ivan took out the pen in Darcy's hand, sat beside him, and massaged the slender fingers in his hand. Now he is used to doing this thing.

Dalsey took a deep breath, panicked for his own lies, he had never lied to his husband, but this time he lied, what would he think if he found out?Will you get bored of him sooner?

"What's the matter?" Ivan looked at Darcy who was flustered, and reached out to rub Darcy's hair, "You seem to be afraid of me."

Darcy bit his lower lip, "I'm sorry, sir, my hand is fine, sorry sir." Darcy's fingers trembled slightly, and he took his hand out of Ivan's palm. Now he really felt a little pain in his hand, his The action is too stiff.

Ivan rubbed his brows, should he really not find a little lover?What's the matter?In a blink of an eye, Ivan thought that he had just mentioned the wedding, did this little guy misunderstand?

"Darcy." Ivan's voice was serious, and then he saw Darcy on the opposite side burst into tears, and Ivan felt a pain in his heart.

"Sir, don't be angry, I was wrong, I won't lie anymore, I just—" Ivan blocked Darcy's trembling lips with one finger, and Ivan rubbed Darcy's lips with his fingertips Petal, helplessly smiled.

"Darcy, my love, I will only hold a wedding with you." Ivan approached the corner of Darcy's lips, "You will be my bride. My baby, my forever love."

"I don't allow you to refuse." Ivan pressed Darcy's forehead, "Did you hear?"

Dulcey was overwhelmed by the shock and happiness, and the ensuing self-doubt and how much trouble this would cause Mr. was the next thing on his mind.

"I'm sorry, sir, I, want to be with you, I love you so much, I feel my heart hurts just thinking about your wedding with someone else, but I can't let you get into trouble because of me." Darcy quickly expressed his meaning, "I just want to be by your side, I will leave after your wedding, please allow me to leave, I will face you at any corner where I can see the starry sky I pray for your happiness and peace with the stars."

Ivan looked at Darcy, "Are you leaving me?" After all this, he actually said that he would leave after his wedding?

"I—" Darcy's eyes darkened, and there was a warmth on his lips, and at the same time, the writing board beside him was kicked down.

In the messy study room, the housekeeper shook his head at the door listening to Darcy's sobs and constant promises, waved away the servants around him, and stood guard at a place where he could not hear the study room.

As it was getting dark, Ivan came out of the study and saw the butler guarding the door. He was embarrassed for a while, hugged Darcy who had passed out, and said, "Send some milk and mashed potatoes to my bedroom."

"Yes, Lord." The butler looked at Darcy who was wearing Ivan's coat, quickly looked away, and said, "Lord, do you need a doctor to check Master Darcy's injury?"

"No need." Ivan clenched his cheeks, he was careful.