What to do if your crush is the Earl

She saw the gold cup on the ground first, picked it up, turned around, and saw the two standing behind, she couldn't help laughing:

"Why are you two adults here? Master Cecil has prepared a hearty breakfast for you, you can go and enjoy it."

Martin supported Xiao Sheng to stand firm, and said with a smile, "We'll go there now."

The Earl led his servants around the corner little by little, exposing them to the eyes of the two people in the dining room.

"It's a blessing that you finally woke up." Cecil said first.

"And thank you for your life-saving grace." Martin smiled and answered without leaking.During this period, he glanced at the servant beside him. He was a little surprised when he saw them, but after a while, he put away the expression on his face.It seemed that the surprise of the previous moment was just an illusion.

He respectfully said: "Since the young master still has guests, I will go back and report to you first."

Cecil nodded, not noticing anything unusual: "You go."

The servant withdrew, and looked at Martin again before going out. This look was very subtle, with a little kindness, probably only Martin noticed it.

This voice was the person who handed him the knife in the darkness yesterday.

Now he doesn't want to know when and where he became the other party's savior.

But that doesn't matter anymore.In the current situation, it is better to return to your own territory as soon as possible, otherwise things will change later.

If Lukala notices a change and sends people to chase after them, they will not be able to take advantage of the small number of people.

Martin knew this in his heart, but the meal still had to be eaten.

He slowly sat down at the table: "What is Mr. Cecil's business?"

"I just returned from school and am currently studying botany at home," Cecil said.

He took off his peaked cap while eating, and under his short brown-black hair were the peaceful, friendly and ordinary facial features of a young man.

"Botany?" Martin smiled slightly.

"Is Mr. Sade also interested in botany?" Cecil's eyes sparkled with excitement.

After folding the napkin, Martin picked up the knife and fork, and elegantly cut the steak on the table: "There are many books on botany at home. I have read a lot, and I have done some research. ——What kind of field does Mr. Cecil do? What about research?"

"I..." Cecil hesitated for a moment, remembering what the adult from Fancheng had explained, and finally took back the original words, and only replied, "It's the healing properties of herbs."

Martin nodded, his green eyes under the blond hair were gentle and friendly: "So that's it, what Mr. Cecil is doing is really a cause for the benefit of the people."

Cecil's cheeks turned slightly red: "You are exaggerating. I just did what I thought."

After a meal, the two bid farewell to the host's house, rejected the carriage offered by Cecil kindly, and walked all the way to the main road before they found a carriage for passengers.

After getting into the carriage, Martin's expression turned a little ugly.

"Sir?" Xiao Sheng supported him worriedly, "How are you doing?"

Martin endured the discomfort in his stomach, and waved his hand to reassure him: "That man is a lunatic, and he put that kind of herb in the side dishes."

"You mean he tried the medicine himself?"

"Did you see the field in the back garden? The smell of that plant is very similar to that of medicinal herbs."

"Yes, the back garden seems to be full of that kind of medicinal herbs." Xiao Sheng replied.

"This may be an industrial chain beyond our imagination." Martin said slowly. He touched his pockets and wanted to light a cigarette, but found that the clothes on his body had already been changed, so he had to give up.Turning his head to see Xiao Sheng's eyes looking at him intently, his mind was a little soft, he raised his hand to touch the black hair on Xiao Sheng's forehead, and said with a smile: "Yesterday, thank you."

As soon as the topic was mentioned, Xiao Sheng's expression changed.

It was rare for Martin to see him look serious, so he silently looked away, feeling a little guilty.

"Why did you give me the knife yesterday??"

Sure enough, you can't hide or you can't hide.

Lord Earl said with a smile: "Because I think Xiao Sheng is more likely to rescue us both~"

Xiao Sheng: "..."

Facing this smiling face, he couldn't blame anything, but his heart became more and more bitter, so he closed his mouth and turned his gaze out of the window.

The Earl waited for a while, but saw no movement from anyone. The villain in his heart was unwilling and lonely, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to stir the smooth black hair by his hand.

The man with his head tilted by the window gasped suddenly, clasped the hands next to his ears with both hands, lowered his head, his facial features were buried under his drooping hair, his head was pressed against those hands, and they were clasped tightly Very tight, trembling slightly.

Martin was a little overwhelmed, and finally realized that what he did yesterday was a little too much.

Xiao Sheng's voice was low and hoarse: "My lord is the only support and belief in my heart. I can do everything for you, including dedicating my life..."

"...So, can you, please, don't do things that will cause me pain."

Martin was stunned, he slowly raised his other hand, grabbed the man's head, and let him lean against his chest.

Xiao Sheng gasped, raised his hands, and hugged Martin tightly.

The clothes were pinched out of shape, but Martin didn't care, he patted Xiao Sheng's back lightly.

Never before has a warm body been so close to him.

Close enough to warm that fleeting cold heart.

Maybe not too bad.

Martin and the others went back to recuperate for two days.

Of course, the two of them were not idle in the past two days.

The adults in City V who had been borrowed by Martin before all received a letter from the Earl.

The chief executives of the nursing home do have close connections in City V, but this does not mean that they will be safe and sound after they want to drown the Lord Earl in the pond.

In the end, the head of the pro-imperial faction of V city came forward and closed down the sanatorium, and sent soldiers to guard Martin.

The newspaper headlines in City V for two consecutive days were all about the closure of the nursing home.

Many people are puzzled.There are even voices secretly accusing the chief government of acting hastily.

After all, for many years, although the sanatorium has charged the officials, gentry and nobles, it has taken in civilians and treated people, and its reputation is very positive and bright.

Martin sat in a sunny room on the second floor of the villa.

The black tea exudes dense heat and aroma, and the hand holding the handle of the tea is also ice-clean and clean, very beautiful.

Xiao Sheng stood behind him, reading the newspaper of the day to him.

"There is a gossip that a great man has come to V City." Xiao Sheng laughed.

"It seems to have alarmed some people." Martin took a sip of tea and frowned in distress.He has handsome facial features, high nose and deep eyes, and gentle green eyes. What he does will only make the people who see him worry about his worries. He is full of worries and gentleness.

Three seconds later, the blond man snapped his fingers with the other hand, and said with a smile, "Clean up, we'll leave here in three days!!"

"Huh?" Xiao Sheng was stunned for a moment, "Sir, you mean leave here?"

Outside the window, the small flowers on the corner of the fence have already bloomed to the brim, and the green shade covers the flowers, it is time to leave.

"Then where is the next stop?"

Martin: "..." Xiao Sheng's normal question made him stuck.

"I have not decided yet."

Xiao Sheng: "..."

Seeing Lord Earl's distressed expression, he couldn't help squatting down halfway, and said with a smile: "No matter where you go, I will follow you. Is that okay?"

Martin looked solemn, and after a while, he also smiled, the confusion on his face disappeared, he turned around and reached out to hold his hand, stood up, leaned close to his ear and said, "Of course."

The kiss fell on the ear, the corner of the lips.

Even the sunlight outside the window became gentle, showing off a wonderful halo.

……

In the afternoon, an unexpected guest came to the villa.

"Master Buck."

Xiao Sheng welcomed him in.

The old man's face was full of vigor, and even the white hair around his neck was shining.

"How are you doing recently? You two?"

"Of course it's good," Martin smiled. "How about you, are you not used to it when you go home?"

"It won't be long, the nursing home will be taken over and reorganized."

"You don't look too sad?" Xiao Sheng asked with a smile.

"There's nothing to be sad about, Tana promised to live with me."

"……?"who?

Martin wondered.

Xiao Sheng went looking for it himself, so he naturally still remembered this person. He put his hand to his lips in embarrassment, and coughed lightly: "...Mr....is your 'mother'."

Martin stayed for a while before he remembered who this person was.

"She...?" Martin forcibly turned back the surprised expression on his face, and said with a smile, "Then... I wish you two a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Buck smiled hesitantly, he couldn't see other people's reactions at all, and he was immersed in the joy and joy of old age and dusk love.

"She has bad legs and feet, so it is appropriate to live there. My son also said that he will support her together." Buck said happily.

Buck's son is not short of money, but he is only worried about his father's poor life in his later years. Now he can kill two birds with one stone. Both matters have been satisfactorily resolved, and the two families hit it off.

"We came from the north in the early years, but we didn't live very well," Buck said with emotion. "At that time, we escaped from the plague and didn't bring much belongings. We finally settled down, but our house was empty and we couldn't eat enough for three meals."

"Later, Asmodeus had his sights on the spice business, and borrowed a large sum of money in a desperate bid to win back his initial fortune..." The old father, Buck, felt a little bit sorry for his son when he thought about it.

Martin froze for a long time: "...You said, you escaped from the plague?"

"That's right. Back then, ten sick people and nine dead people died in the village, and all the survivors escaped from the village..."

Martin was a little uncontrollably excited. He reached out and grabbed the old man's sleeve: "Does your son Asmodeus have a crescent-shaped scar on his forehead and his eyes are slightly inverted triangle?"

Bakki was surprised: "You...how do you know."

Martin: "..."

At the beginning, this person, by virtue of being a few years older than their children, stole the pumpkin on the snowman they worked so hard to build.

Hateful, I hate that he still remembers that person's name, which symbolizes one of the seven demons in hell, Asmodeus.

Bingo!