What to do if your crush is the Earl

"Then it's settled, Mr. Dean, next time my husband will bring my mother to visit, and let her see if she likes the environment here." Xiao Sheng smiled gracefully.

The dean nodded and bowed respectfully at the door, and agreed without hesitation.

"What's going on?" As the nobleman's car drove away, the smile on the dean's face faded away, and he called Aldrich over with a broken face, "Talk about it."

"That lord is from the north." Aldrich's voice hidden under the hood said.

"Northern? People from the imperial capital?"

"It's not clear yet, this lord acted very low-key, and didn't leave any information along the way." Aldridge said, "However, just now Moka told me that these two people were the people he saw in the woods that day. "

"After seeing something in the forest, they even pretended to be family members to investigate us... Fortunately, we dealt with it quickly and did not let them get the handle. But it seems that they have already become suspicious."

The dean pondered for a while, "Aldrich, you send someone to watch them, and pay more attention to their every move. You can't let a rat droppings spoil a pot of porridge."

"Yes, my lord, Richie obeys."

"What did you see, sir?" Xiao Sheng asked when he returned to his residence.

"There must be something wrong with them. It's a pity we can't get to the accommodation area to see."

Indeed, the dormitory area of ​​the nursing home was at the back, and the door was tightly closed, making it quiet and eerie.

According to the dean, the nursing home has taken care of 56 elderly people. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so lifeless.

There is even a locked iron gate on the way to the compound.Although the iron gate was not locked when they went.But there's something weird about it anyway.

"Tomorrow, you go to the street and find an old lady, and we will go to the nursing home again."

"Sir, do you want someone to pretend to be your mother?"

Martin was taken aback when he heard that address, but finally nodded.

He took out the cigar box, lit a cigar and put it to his lips: "How is the Acropolis?"

"No news has come yet." Xiao Sheng said.

Now he seems to understand a little bit why the husband took such a long way to Saint-Deming Province, probably because of... the proximity to the hometown?

Perhaps the husband is also a little scared and uneasy about the result in his heart.

He raised one hand, hesitated for a moment, and put it on Martin's shoulder: "Sir, I hope... is she still alive?"

"I don't know." Martin lowered his head. "It's been more than ten years. Maybe I don't need her anymore. If she is still alive but hasn't found her, she probably doesn't want to see me. I just want to I want a result. What happened back then."

Whether Owen has reached some private agreement with Ya Li, he thinks he has the right to know.

"Do you think I'm too stubborn?" Martin raised his head and smiled, a pair of blue glasses shone with a rare fragility and helplessness, "Clinging to certain things in the past, heavy and lifeless .”

"Mister, do you think of yourself that way?" Xiao Sheng felt very heartbroken, "You are so outstanding, can't you see it? At banquets and in the circle of celebrities, you are always shining."

After a pause, Xiao Sheng lowered his voice and said slowly, "In my heart, you will always be the one I look up to."

Martin smiled, and there seemed to be some relief in his eyes.He buried his head in Xiao Sheng's waist and rubbed it.After a while, he said, "Xiao Sheng, you are really good."

Xiao Sheng gently embraced the blond fluffy head, his usually cold and calm black eyes were full of tender love: "You are the best."

"If one day..."

"Ok?"

The Earl's voice was slightly hoarse: "If one day, you..."

Xiao Sheng didn't know what was wrong: "...how about me?"

"If one day, you betray me," the Earl raised his head, with a faint and gentle smile in his green eyes, and pinched the servant's white and thin chin with one hand, "...I will make you humiliated gray."

It is obviously one high and one low, and the distance between one up and one down, but the man sitting on the chair is not weak at all, but rather feminine, his smile is like a snake spit out a snake letter, wrapping around his body slowly. And up.

Xiao Sheng shuddered, but he didn't know whether it was because of fear or the joy and excitement of empowerment.

The black eyes under his glasses flickered slightly, and the thin lips on his pale face said lightly: "... Sir, as long as you are happy."

"Will you betray me?" Martin slowly stood up, reaching the same or even slightly higher distance than Xiao Sheng.

Eyes met, Xiao Sheng replied without hesitation: "I swear by the gods of heaven and earth, Xiao Sheng's thoughts will always be on my husband. No matter the disease or suffering, I will always follow my husband's side, even if I need to sacrifice my life to protect my husband's safety." , Xiao Sheng is willing to do anything."

Martin smiled, raised his head, lowered his head and kissed slowly: "Remember what you said today."

Rosy lips, cool woody scent.

Xiao Sheng lost his mind and only replied: "Okay."

The middle-aged woman finally found it.He was a person who had just come from other provinces to seek refuge with his relatives. He had just arrived, lost his money ticket, and could not find his relatives.

Xiao Sheng picked her from the intermediary market, told her to pack up and lead her to Martin.

The woman's actual age is forty, but she hasn't taken good care of herself. She has white hair on her head and deep nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth. With some light rouge, gouache and perfume, she is just right to play Martin's mother.

"It's quite similar if you don't speak," Martin pondered for a while, "That's it, I can't choose."

"Master Cecil!" A servant was walking quickly in the field.

A field in front was planted with lush green plants. A young man was squatting in the field, holding a notebook to record something, while checking the branches and leaves of the plants.

"Master Dean told you to come over." The servant came close and said out of breath.

The young man on the ground wore a dark peaked cap that was pushed down very low, and a pair of glasses on his raised face: "What did he ask me to do?"

"I said I wanted to discuss something with you," said the servant.

"Every day, the old man will fix these moths." The young man in the peaked cap seemed a little angry, stood up, suddenly dizzy, and quickly supported the servant's arm, and it took a while to recover.

"Master, are you alright? The sun is quite bright today, why don't you go in and rest?"

Cecil waved his hand, walked to the shadow of a building, squatted down, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, and lit it with a matchstick.

The match was thrown on the ground, and Cecil took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled: "Go and tell him, I will go there tomorrow afternoon, and the data here must be recorded today."

The servant hesitated for a moment and said, "...young master, actually why do you have to do these things yourself? After all, you are also a descendant of Prince Tanner's adoptive son. The last character, you..."

Cecil squatted on the ground and smiled: "What do you know about these things, don't bother me, go back and report."

"Okay, master! I'll call back right now."

The servant rolled away in a hurry, and finally muttered that since Master Cecil came back from school, he has really become obsessed with research.

Declining nobles are also nobles, but Cecil, a strange woman, wants to do some research on plants and herbs, and spends thousands of dollars for it. Even the only remaining wealth in the family is almost spent, and she still does not change her infatuation.

Seeing that the descendants of a generation of nobles were about to be unable to afford food, one day suddenly, Master Cecil received funding from a mysterious person. In an instant, he had money and fields, and the number of servants who took care of the fields doubled.

Cecil was naturally intoxicated and ecstatic to devote himself to the research again.At the same time, the guest from afar even helped him find a testing site, which was the nursing home managed by Uncle Cecil, Dean Lukala.

Several people hit it off and each took what they needed.

It's just that the uncle and nephew don't look at each other very happily, and they quarrel from time to time.

This is already a usual thing for servants who often pass messages between the two.

It stands to reason that the nursing home was a welfare institution established by Prince Tenner himself, in order to give the poor a shelter where they could rest and heal their illnesses. Later, it developed into a nursing home, and was taken over by later generations, and it was regarded as a profit and welfare institution. means of earning a living.

In Cecil's generation, his father died early, and Cecil himself was unwilling to take over the nursing home, so his uncle Lukala tried his best to take over the nursing home. It has been in operation for more than ten years, and now it is the leading golden nursing home in V City. Therefore, the cost is scary, and of course the profit is also huge.

Dean Lukala is used to running the business, and under the pretext of reviving the charity of his ancestors (who knows whose ancestors it is), he also took in a lot of homeless people who were sick and had no money on the street, and settled them in, which won a lot of praise and praise from the outside world. .

Lukara was wearing a saint's blue robe, and when he heard the servant's reply, he lifted the teacup on the table angrily: "This little bastard, the wings have grown hard, right!! I have forgotten how I supported them after his father died. The family has passed the customs!!"

Lukala took a few breaths, felt thirsty again, and shouted at the servant, "Go get another glass of water!"

The servant retreated to pour water, and Aldrich, who was wearing a black hood, said:

"Don't be impatient, my lord. Master Cecil must be busy with his affairs, so he declined your request."

"Hmph, he's busy with his affairs? I think he's going to be the licking dog behind that person again. As long as he has money to give him that stupid research, why can't he do it?! If it weren't for the conditions provided by that person... "

Lukala was so angry that his face turned red. When water was brought, he drank it, but was scalded by the freshly boiled water.

"Asshole, don't you have a brain?!"

The servant who brought the water trembled in fright and knelt down on the ground, not daring to move even after being splashed all over by the hot tea.

"I think you want to go in," Lukala smiled viciously, "—someone, take him to the dormitory and lock him up!"

The servant's eyes showed horror: "My lord, please forgive me."

He dragged that thing to the dormitory area, wrapped it in a straw mat, went out in the middle of the night, threw it into a mass grave, filled it with soil, and it disappeared without knowing it.

He lowered his head and groaned wildly: "Please forgive me, my lord!!! Please, my lord!!"

"My lord," another white-robed servant came to report from outside the door, "The noble lord from last time is outside the door again."

When Lukala heard this, the anger on his face faded away, and he showed a sinister smile: "It's just in time..."

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