don't make me wear a skirt

He didn't say that he wanted to elope, nor did he fall in love with the servant. What made this man think so?

It may be that Miss Lanney had her heart set before she died.

Then he was forced to marry that guy Hecha.

Oh, who the hell is that bold servant who doesn't have the illusion that he's actually dancing with Omans when he hugs Lanny and sings the song of life?

Lytle's thoughts became more and more biased.

He even thought that the servant loved Omans instead of Lanny. After all, some people are so wicked, like Duke Hecha, who would think of the strange way of eating bread crumbs in milk?

Only those who have suppressed the darkness in their hearts for a long time will do this!

Thinking of this, Lytle gloated immediately. Miss Laney's actions showed that hypocritical men are not liked by ladies. She would rather sleep with a servant than have an affair with that pervert.

Although she has flaws in appearance, she has a tough personality. It is rare for Omans to give birth to such an ambitious daughter.

Lytle seriously suspected it was a genetic mutation.

At this moment, Ruby handed him a vial of gray potion.

Lytle raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

"Diarrhea comatose potion, you pour it into the manor well next Sunday and make a little mess." Ruby warned again: "Shut up the little woman's mind and think about your far away Your loved ones in the city of Durance, they will all die because of your reckless stupidity."

This cavalryman was a bit abnormal in showing his negligence towards Omans' daughter.

Or is it unwilling to be with the poor for many years, and finally wants to rise up and attack them?

Lytle took a breath of air, and the vain thoughts in his heart made him extremely excited: "You kidnapped Earl Omans?"

Ruby's face was not very good-looking, and she was almost about to curse, but she held back in the end: "It will make you happy to take advantage of language? Don't forget your own identity, your mother is just a woman in a slum, The earl is the object of luck when you are bored, and you don’t recognize yourself after entering Moyevia and being called twice by the name of the noble lady? Wake up, this is not a place for dreams.”

Lytle opened his mouth wide.

It turned out that this Lanny was a counterfeit, no wonder Earl Omans didn't care about her when she was robbed on the road, and his minions still looked down on her so much.

Is the real Miss Laney still a peerless beauty?It's just that Earl Osman was reluctant to use her as a flag to marry Duke Hecha.

Lytle put away the potion, and asked another question by the way: "What are you guys going to do?"

Ruby snorted coldly: "This is not what you need to care about."

Oh, arrogant fellow, I'd love to smash his nose out and stuff the bone in his mouth so he can taste blood.

Although Lytle's mind is rich and colorful, his actions are still obedient and obedient. He plans to leave now, and what Omans will do will be known next Sunday.

As long as he doesn't pour medicine into the well, there shouldn't be any serious problems in the city.

At the same time as he opened the door, a priest in a black robe happened to pass by him. After entering the worship room, he lowered his head and said something softly to the man. Luka's expression changed suddenly. Looking at Lytle's back There was an instant of killing intent.

Lytle passed one huge pilaster after another, paused at the bend, and then ran frantically.

Due to the weight of the iron sheet, although he was planning to run away, in fact he just stumbled in embarrassment, and was knocked unconscious on the head as soon as he fell.

The priests hurriedly put him on the stretcher, and when they lifted him up, they couldn't help muttering, "Why is she so heavy?"

Ruby looked at Lytle, who was like a pool of dead meat, feeling irritable.Restless chess pieces should be eradicated!But this girl has become Duke Hecha's fiancee in name, if she is killed, they will all have bad luck.

"Put her away with her little lover." Ruby waved impatiently: "At that time, I will personally kill that ignorant servant. It would be best if Miss Omans can change her mind. If she still refuses to give in, I can only write to the Earl."

The pastor asked, "Miss Omans hasn't returned to the manor for a long time, is there any problem?"

Ruby sneered: "The latest news was delivered early this morning. Duke Hecha went out of the city alone early in the morning. He has no backbone, only that stupid John Bar, who can't find us here."

The pastors wiped the sweat from their faces, and carried Lytle to the locker room with a grunt, opened the door, and threw him directly in.

Pastor A complained: "God, is there a heavier woman than Miss Omans?!"

"This shows that the food in Duke Hecha's manor is good." Another priest, Yi, was dissatisfied: "In the past, my weight could crush a cow, but now I can only be crushed by a cow. What does that prove?"

"Let's go." Pastor A patted him on the shoulder pityingly: "This only shows that your state of mind has changed. Choosing a cow over a woman and a cow is not something everyone can do."

Duke Hecha was sitting in the locker room with his eyes closed, when he suddenly felt a huge weight hit his chest, and he seemed to hear the sound of his ribs breaking.

The brim of the cloak slipped off, revealing a delicate face and long black hair.

Hecha: "..."

The black head drooled and snorted as it smashed him to death.

Nothing good happens every time I see this little guy.

Hecha removed the rope that tied his hands, and touched his sleeping black head. Regardless of whether this person was real or not, he had to consider the city people, and he couldn't let her return to the castle with a mission.

So he managed to piss off Ruby, and in a fit of rage the big guy tied Miss Lanney over.

Lytle didn't know how long he slept, his neck was not feeling well, it might be a strain.

"damn it--"

He didn't know what went wrong and the man who joined him wanted to arrest him. Fortunately, he brought Xiaoying with him. When he had to, he had to blow up this ancient building.

Don't ask him if his conscience will hurt if he does this. He has seen a few kind and simple people. Later, the grass on their graves grew higher than the black cross inserted on the tombstone.

Lytle rubbed his eyes and found that his face was sticking to a cloth shirt covered in mud.

"Aw!" Who did it? !Dirty dirt stained his clean face!

"Miss Lanny." Hecha coughed twice, barely maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor: "Can you move your head?"

Lytle raised his head and looked at the black-faced monster in front of him.

Enough is enough, he actually saw a face smeared with black charcoal, and he recognized his voice and eyes turned into ashes!

"Why are you so disgusting, and you still smear mud on your body?" Lytle rubbed his face with another part of his clean clothes in disgust.

Hecha felt his ribs aching: "This church has an underground transaction, I'll check it out."

Lytle said contemptuously: "Can dressing up as a nigger reduce your capture rate?"

Hecha glanced at him, and patiently explained: "Actually, I pretended to be a servant whom you and Miss Lanny admired, and then pretended to be captured."

No wonder Ruby said she was going to sleep and fly with a servant, and it was the bastard's fault!

Lytle wanted to smash him to pieces in a rage.

Hecha asked, "How did Miss Laney come?"

Lytle suddenly remembered that he used potion to reveal the letter of Earl Omans in the bedroom, but he forgot to destroy the body because of the severe blow. Now this guy must know that he is a chess piece, or the kind that will endanger his life .

"I peeked at the letter on your desk." He immediately expressed his attitude, while provoking discord: "I found out that my stupid father is trying to cheat on you. He wants to pour potions into the well of the manor!"

"Laxative?" Hecha frowned thoughtfully.

"That's right, it's next Sunday! How could a group of idiots be as good as you, the son of heaven? I stopped them very angrily!" Lytle clenched his fists, his face full of indignation: "They arrested me! Lord Duke! I am on your side. When you run away, you must take me out with you, otherwise you will be unkind and unrighteous. After death, you will not be able to go to heaven but go to hell, and there will be no Haw in your next life."

"It's a pity." Hecha sighed: "My ribs are hurting now, and I may not be able to protect myself."

Lytle's eyes widened: "Who broke your ribs in such a cruel way?! It's too low! How shameless!"

Hecha: "It's you."

"Huh? Am I so strong?" Lytle blinked and wanted to rub his hands happily, but unfortunately his two paws were tied behind his back, so he could only symbolically rub each other twice.

Hecha looked at him quietly for a while, Lytle's butt hurt a little from being looked at, and he shrank his neck and restrained his smile, but his bright eyes betrayed his current mood.

"How does it feel to have a broken rib? Can you walk? Can you run? Or are you just paralyzed?"

The corner of Hecha's mouth twitched slightly: "It should be just a bruise, not broken."

"No break?"

Lytle sighed in disappointment, and after struggling to break free from the rope, he patted his chest gleefully: "Does it hurt?"

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to hammer a few more times, but unfortunately the elasticity of his muscles made him pull back awkwardly.

Oh, it's still a little comfortable to touch, not the hard feeling artificially produced by Tisha.

Hecha subdued this vicious little villain, and he would not do anything if he was not sure whether it was Aina, but it was best not to let him find substantial evidence, otherwise he would take off the little villain's tutu skirt and let His rosy little mouth could say nothing but begging for mercy.

He narrowed his eyes and said softly: "If you talk nonsense again, I will shut your mouth."