Transmigration of the bastard lord

Fu Youguang, who was already dizzy and staggered into the bedroom, naturally couldn't see it. The servants and maids kneeling in the corridor were all trembling.A few maids who had been friends with the housekeeper Ms. Vivienne secretly raised their heads and looked at Vivienne's stiff back who was still kneeling on the spot, their eyes full of pity.

Vivienne's face was terribly pale, and she had to keep her eyes wide open to hold back the tears.She raised her head, took a deep breath to calm the chaotic breath, then wiped off the silver bracelet on her wrist, turned half of her body, and handed it to the maid Mary who was kneeling behind her.

Mary, who was almost lying on the ground, was also looking at her with her head tilted, holding her mouth tightly with one hand, not daring to cry out, her beautiful green pupils were full of water vapor.

"Mary, dear, please tell Sisna for me, and tell her that mother will always love her." Vivienne lowered her voice, hurriedly entrusted her friend, and stuffed the silver bracelet into Mary's hand.The two ladies held hands tightly, each feeling the uneasiness and sadness conveyed by the other.

Vivian still had a lot to say, but she didn't have the courage to make the Earl wait.Hesitating to speak and looking at her friend again, Vivienne stood up, straightened her skirt, raised her head high, and walked into the golden lacquered gate that looked like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den under the silent gaze of everyone.

The earl's bedroom is the largest forbidden place in the castle - even the cleaning work is done by the four ladies, and the sixteen concubines are not qualified to enter.The moment Vivienne disappeared through the door, Mary couldn't help crying.

Getting this job is the greatest luck for Vivian.At the same time, it is also the greatest misfortune.Without this job, she, who used to serve the lord of the previous generation of Hydersay, would not be able to support herself and her daughter.But now it seems that I'm afraid I won't be able to live long enough for my daughter to support herself.Ms. Vivienne, who is only 27 years old, thinks so sadly.

In the spacious Lord Earl's bedroom, expensive decorations such as gold and silver utensils, artworks, and monster specimens placed everywhere instantly dazzled Ms. Vivienne's eyes. The exquisite carpet from the elf handicrafts made the housekeeper hesitate for a while. Only dare to step on it.It is rumored that every collection in this bedroom is priceless, and now it seems that the rumors are true.

The Earl sat with his head slightly lowered under the wall covered with famous paintings, leaning his head on the high-backed chair, and resting his hands weakly on the armrests.After seeing Ms. Vivienne walking in, the lord who seldom smiled, and hardly spoke kindly, smiled at her in relief, and said in a gentle tone never before: "Don't be nervous, Ms. Vivienne. I have a problem with my hand... um. Please help me remove the lens and put some medicine on it."

Vivienne stared blankly at the Earl, secretly pinched herself with the hands clasped in front of her abdomen...

A few minutes later, Vivian pushed open the door of the Earl's bedroom and walked out.The stiff-faced housekeeper ignored everyone's astonished gazes, and called Mary, whose eyes were still red and swollen, in a strangely calm tone: "Mary, please go and invite the Reverend Mr. Bingley. Well, please come directly to the master bedroom. "

Pastor Bingley, who was praying in the prayer room, heard the maid ask him to go directly to the earl's bedroom, his hairs stood on end, and his hands and feet felt cold.After rubbing his forehead with his hand, the witty pastor flashed his eyes, took out a silver coin and handed it to Mary, and said earnestly, "Miss Mary, go and invite the four ladies."

In the bedroom, Sig Frandi, who had fainted from the pain, woke up.After discovering that the bastard demon was only on hemostatic medicine but not painkiller, the original Earl, whose pain endurance was infinitely close to zero, began to cry: "Oh, it hurts! You demon, my hand is about to rot! You must be a bastard from the bottom of the abyss, you vicious beast..."

Fu Youguang, who was lying half dead on the high-back chair, sneered: "You bastard with no blood or tears, how dare you call others vicious? If I come from the bottom of the abyss, then you are the poop on the sole of my shoe!" This guy is actually a nobleman, this world is over! I don’t care about this kind of time travel, let me go back! I’d rather be a corpse in my own world!”

After complaining, Fu Youguang became agitated, coughed a few times, and then lay back down again weakly.This body that had just died from cutting its wrists bled a sheet, and played a straight mirror punch, it really couldn't hold on.The butler lady who was standing quietly at the side heard the earl uttering an unknown syllable and was emotionally agitated. She silently took half a step back, trying to reduce her sense of existence as much as possible.Today's Earl looks too weird, she doesn't want to bump into the muzzle of the gun at all.

"Oh! You actually let someone come into my bedroom! God, those cheap shoes are stepping on my elf carpet!" Although he has no control over his body, the main body version of the Earl is still the master of this body one.Seeing Vivienne standing in the bedroom, Sig immediately roared, "Get her out! No, let her be beaten to death! How dare you enter my bedroom! Did you hear me! You bastard!"

Fu Youguang, with a livid face, felt Seeger's soul rolling and splashing, and couldn't help feeling happy, and smiled weakly but very happily: "Oh~~~ In this way, you hate others coming in." "You, what do you want to do? "Sig suddenly felt uncomfortable. After all, he and Fu Youguang are the same person in different worlds, and they live in the same "room". He understands each other's emotions as he understands himself.

"Ms. Vivienne." Fu Youguang changed into a common language, and called out to the butler lady who stood quietly and pretended to be a wooden post, "Ask someone to come in and clean up those glass shards. Hmm. Take down that big, eye-catching mirror. "

Vivienne bowed blankly and went out to call for someone.She kept her eyes on the toes of her shoes, so she never saw the morbid smile on the Earl's face.

When the trembling servants came in with cleaning tools to clean up the debris and remove the mirror, the Earl had been leaning on the high-backed chair with a satisfied expression on his face.Sig's soul screamed, "That mirror is a handicraft of the elves! It was shipped from the north for thousands of miles! Do you know how much it is worth?!" "Oh, so many dirty feet stepped on me Carpet! Oh, these bastards actually peeked at my paintings and sculptures! Hurry up and punish them! They must be punished!" While weeping bitterly, the kind of despair and grief that was connected to Fu Youguang was conveyed to Fu Youguang. pleasure.After watching the life of Sig Frandi, he is almost gloomy, okay!Knowing that this bastard aristocrat is actually himself in another world, he is almost world-weary, okay?If he can't kill such a bastard, he's almost cynical, okay?

Of course, the witty priest Bingley did not come alone. When he heard the Earl calling him in the bedroom, he didn't scare himself to pee on the spot.As a priest assigned by the Holy See to a great nobleman, he not only knows how asshole Sieg Frandi is, but also how rich this guy is.Why is no one else allowed in that bedroom?Because selling one of the things displayed there can make an ordinary person live comfortably for a lifetime.Moreover, the entrance to the secret room that the earl used to hoard his wealth was in the bedroom, which was the wealth of the Fuke Empire!Entering such an important venue, if you refuse to sell your soul to the Earl, then wait to be hanged by the Earl! !

After dawdling in the hall of the big house for a long time, finally the four ladies arrived.After Bingley stepped forward and saluted one by one, he dared to go to the earl's bedroom under the leadership of the maid.The Earl has a weird temper, but for the sake of the four ladies, he shouldn't bother him on the spot!

When they went up to the second floor, they saw servants entering and exiting the double golden-lacquered door of the Earl's bedroom from a distance. Bingley and the four ladies gasped.Approaching apprehensively and being invited into the bedroom by the housekeeper, the four wives were fine, after all, they took turns cleaning the room.Mr. Priest can’t do it anymore. The famous paintings hanging on the wall, the painstaking works of the sculptors in the imperial capital, and the specimens of high-level monsters can blind the eyes of the well-informed Mr. Priest.Seeing the elf handicraft wall mirror with two more holes like spider webs, which was being carefully disassembled by the servants, Mr. Bingley wished he could faint—that wall mirror was worth at least five hundred gold coins!

It has to be said that Fu Youguang is a little curious about this world.Through Sig's memory, he knows that this world is full of all kinds of strange things, magic, flying dragons, elves, and these things that only exist in fantasy are actually real.One of the lords, Sieg, raised a legion, supported a magician, and a priest assigned to him by the Holy See.As a modern person, knowing that this priest who can use magical light magic lived in the castle, he naturally wanted to see it.

But when the real Pastor Bingley arrived, Fu Youguang's gloomy eyes fell on the four wives who came with Pastor Bingley.

Among Sieg Frandi's four wives, the first lady came from the same noble family, and her age and appearance were quite commensurate with Sieg Frandi's.As for the other three wives, in Fu Youguang's eyes, they are not very harmonious. To put it simply, the eldest lady is 22 years old, and in Fu Youguang's eyes, she barely meets the legal age for marriage; but the other three The wife, the second wife is only only, the third wife and the fourth wife are only 13 and 14 years old respectively.Looking at their immature faces, their mature attire that doesn't match their age, and their youthful and cowardly expressions while pretending to be calm, Fu Youguang's brain called reason, which has just grown up The string snapped again and broke.

Then Reverend Bingley, the four wives of Earl Sig Flandy, the numb butler lady and the trembling servants were stunned to see the Earl suddenly spring like a spring from the high-back chair and rushed to the side of the bed. , grabbing the gauze curtain with his wounded hands wrapped in gauze, screaming out strange syllables with a ferocious face, and banging his head against the hard mahogany bedpost...

"You bastard really deserves to die to be worthy of the world! You can still be considered a human being even if you attack a young girl?! I really want to take the blunt knife to cut you into pieces! Please hurry up and die! la la!!"