Did the lord get rid of poverty and become rich today?

Lady Cellarelle's lodgings were soon at hand.

When he was about to get off the car, Qiao Yi suddenly asked the coachman casually, "By the way, is there a nun in a wheelchair in the city of Olga? She looks about 40 years old."

The coachman thought for a while, then patted his head: "Yes, yes. If you are talking about Abbot Belika of San Marco Monastery."

"Oh?"

"In Olga's monasteries, there is only one disabled nun in her 40s, and that is Dean Belika. It just so happens—"

The coachman said, pointing to the Wellington Mansion not far away: "Neng, Mrs. Serrael you are going to visit is Dean Belika's sister."

Joe and Lando beside him exchanged glances.

Hey, isn't this crossing the river and meeting a ferry - just a coincidence.

They still remembered the portrait that hung in the corridor when they attended Madam Serrael's banquet.

Young Mrs. Sellarel and her wheelchair-bound sister were in a field of yellow evening primroses in full bloom.

Qiao Yi felt that it might be necessary for him to find a chance to visit the monastery just now.

but not now.

They have to rush to the palace to attend the court meeting early tomorrow morning.

Now that the sky is getting late, it is already a bit inappropriate to visit rashly.

As soon as Joe asked the coachman to find a place to wait, he, Lando, and two constituencies carrying boxes walked towards the Wellington Mansion.

There were guards in front of the gate, and not long after explaining their identity, an old butler came out to greet him.

Unfortunately, Mrs. and Mrs. Serrael were not there.They went out to visit friends.

As soon as the master was away, Joe and Lando didn't stay for long. After putting down the gifts and dresses, they returned to the hotel where they left.

The days of running around had exhausted Qiao Yi's body to the extreme, and the bloody killing had also dealt a considerable blow to his spirit.

At this moment, he just wanted to take a good hot bath and sleep well.

However, when the hot water bucket was brought up, Qiao Yi encountered a difficulty.

The tub is big enough for two grown men to go in.

Lando had already sat in the bucket, amidst the rising mist, crystal water droplets were licking the porcelain-like skin, sliding down one by one.

The long light golden hair that was always tied up on weekdays was put down, half immersed in the water, half stuck to the chest and back, barely covering the two bright red flowers.

It seems to be very sleepy, or because of the rising water vapor, the elf's eyes look wet, and there is still some light crimson at the end of the eyes.

Under the dim firelight and mist, it was as beautiful as a dream.

As soon as Joe stood there, he felt the rabbit in his heart jumping around.

Perhaps it was because Qiao Yi hadn't moved for a long time, Lando looked up at Qiao Yi, tilted his head, and was a little puzzled: "What's wrong? Why don't you come together?"

Joe One: "..."

The water in the bucket was clear and clean. Although it had submerged near the chest of the sitting elf, everything under the water was almost unobstructed.

Qiao Yi pinched his fingertips, tore his gaze away from the elf's delicate collarbone and overly conspicuously beautiful abs, and licked his somewhat dry lips.

"...Or else, forget it." Qiao Yi's eyes drifted to the burning fireplace vainly, "You wash first, I'll go later."

He was afraid that the two of them would wash together... they would not be able to pass the trial.

"it is good."

Lando nodded.

Qiao Yi choked in his throat, unable to get up or down, and his face turned red.

Joe One: "..."

"..."

?

Eh? oao?

This, this agrees?

wash separately?

Ah, don't you struggle a bit?

If you fight for it, what if I agree?

Qiao stood on the spot holding his half-taken-off clothes, his expression began to change unpredictably.

Lando looks really easy to touch... I'm a bit greedy, what should I do.

On the other side, Lando laughed out loud as he saw Joe froze in place, apparently at a loss.

Then he leaned against the wall of the barrel, and stretched out his hand to Joe: "Come here, Joe."

Occasionally, Joe walked over.

A hand with glittering drops of water on it grabbed Qiao Yi's collar and pulled it down.

As soon as Qiao lost his focus, he only had time to hold on to the rim of the bucket in a panic, and he felt a soft touch on his lips.

The elf pulled his neckline with one hand, and stroked Qiao Yi's side face and behind his ears with the other hand, closed his eyes slightly, and carefully traced the outline of his lips.

He was not in a hurry to pry open Qiao Yi's teeth, but just gently sucked his lips, rubbing them slowly and tenderly.

It wasn't until Qiao Yi, who was stiff all over because he had been holding his breath and blushing, had to loosen his teeth and open his mouth slightly to breathe, that the elf seized the opportunity and rushed in without haste.

Joe felt as if his whole body was on fire, and his whole body began to burn, his head was blank, and almost all his senses were concentrated in the blending breath of the two.

His breathing gradually increased, his legs and feet began to feel weak, his heartbeat was already in a mess, and his head was full of Lando, Lando, Lando...

After a long time, like a century, Lando let go of Qiao Yi, looked at Qiao Yi's eyes that had become moist, and asked again: "Do you want to be together? Think it over before we talk."

"..."

Joe hesitated for half a second, then responded with action.

Go to Temiao's trial, I just want ghs!

Say it again, Law!juice!

At once!yes!want! g! h! s! (vibrating sound)

slam

The water rippled away.

As soon as Qiao took the initiative to approach, the elf's earlobe, which was already red, was attached to his soft lips, causing a burst of sudden heavy breathing.

The dense mist sometimes gathers and sometimes disperses, the fire in the fireplace is flickering, and occasionally small sparks burst out and escape.

Only the wind blowing across the street made a small sound through the closed windows.

……

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning fell through the cracks in the curtains, Joe woke up.

He yawned with half-opened eyes, turned over, habitually put his arms and thighs on the elf beside him, and rubbed his head against the elf's chest with his eyes closed.

Then, the strange feeling coming from his body made him tremble, and he opened his eyes suddenly as if remembering something.

Lando beside him was still sound asleep, with his arms around Qiao Yi, wrapping him in his arms, breathing steadily and long.

Joe stared at Lando in a daze, then moved his gaze down to the messy bite marks on his shoulders and the red marks on his chest, his brain froze for a moment.

Then he swallowed and began to think about life.

Thinking of his head getting redder and redder from its normal color, and then blasting his sanity into flying ash with a bang.

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

What did I do last night!What did I do last night!

His mind was filled with the remnants of last night, and Joe's ears turned red like boiled shrimps. He froze and silently removed his arms from Lando's neck and his legs from Lando's waist.

"Um--"

Lando's body moved suddenly, it seemed that he was about to wake up.

Joe froze as soon as he moved, and didn't dare to move.

After what happened last night, he still doesn't know how to face Lando.

"Joe one..."

Lando closed his eyes and called Qiao Yi's name in a daze, then turned over and put his arms around Qiao Yi, pressing him down.

Joe panicked, and subconsciously wanted to push Lando, but found that the other party just hugged him and rubbed his shoulders like a big cat that just had a full sleep.

The warm breath sprayed on the pit of the neck, Qiao Yi was a little itchy, and what was more, it was the sudden and ridiculously fast heartbeat.

He blinked, stretched out a finger, and gently poked Lando's soft cheek: "...Lando?"

"Hmm... um." Lando replied with a soft nasal voice without opening his eyes.

He looked defenseless like a lazy cat sleeping soundly in the sun.

Without his knowing, Qiaoyi rolled his eyes and poked again: "Lando, are you awake?"

"Snapped--"

Joe Yi's fingers were held by Lando.

"Ah."

Lando snorted through his nose, closed his eyes and accurately found Qiao Yi's lips, pressed them against each other, and gently pecked and kissed without any evil intentions.

It wasn't until both of them came to their senses that the church bell rang, which scared away a sparrow hovering on the window sill, and they slowly got up and got dressed.

Due to being bullied too much last night, Qiao Yi received meticulous care this morning.

From washing to dressing, Qiao Yi enjoyed all-round care from the envoy of the Jaran Nord elves.

Of course, this also has something to do with Qiao Yi's body being really...uh...a little uncomfortable.

They were to go to the palace at nine o'clock in the morning, where food would be provided.

So Joe simply didn't have breakfast, and took Barton and two other vassals as guards, and went out early.

It's just that before they left the hotel, they met an unexpected person——Joe Yi's pirate uncle, Carl.

At that time, Joe and Lando had just left the room, and saw Carl in the corridor who had also just walked out of the room.

——and a tall and handsome man behind him.

Their room is diagonally across from Qiao Yi's door.

The four of them stared wide-eyed, and the atmosphere froze for three seconds.

Qiao Yi greeted with some embarrassment: "Uh...uncle."

Damn why do you feel like you ran into your parents at the door after having sex with your partner? !

And his uncle Carl just looked at the little red mark on Joe's neck, and frowned slightly.

Fortunately, he didn't want to ask anything, so he quickly looked away and nodded calmly: "Going to the palace meeting?"

"Yes. Yes." Joe responded, and then saw the man behind Carl.

The other party looked a little thin, but not thin, with brown hair and blue eyes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on a handsome face, which was a bit elegant.However, the introverted eyes like cold stars imply that this person will never be a good person.

"Hello, I'm Lorraine Cavendis, the current lord of Baishuiling." The man stretched out his hand and smiled gently: "Are you still used to living in Baishuiling a few days ago?"

"Joy-Stuart, Storm collar." Joe nodded and extended his hand: "Thank you for the hospitality, we have a good rest."

Come to think of it, when I first arrived at Baishuiling, it was the arrangement of this person in front of me.

Seeing that Lorraine's searching eyes fell on Lando beside him, Joe said, "Lancaster. My lover. The Galan Nord elf. This time, I will accompany me to attend the court meeting."

Lando just nodded slightly to Lorraine, as a greeting.

To a certain extent, this elf was extremely arrogant. Except for Qiao Yi, he looked like a cold and cold flower of Gaoling when facing everyone.

Lorraine didn't care either.Everyone in the world knows that the elves are the proudest race, especially the Jalan Nord elves.

It would seem strange to be enthusiastic.

"I happen to be going to the palace too." Lorraine smiled and turned her head slightly: "Together?"

Joe turned his head to look at Lando.

Lando looked completely different from just now: "You decide."

"That's good. Let's go together then."

Lorraine's carriage is much more gorgeous than Qiao Yi's.

——The business in Stormland has only just started. Even though it is much richer than before, it is still not as rich as Baishuiling, a prosperous port city.

In other words, in the entire Norman Kingdom, apart from the capital, the wealthiest territory is White Water Territory.

The carriage passed through the wide stone streets and walked slowly towards the royal palace in the center of the city.

There are many carriages on the street, and the destination is the palace.

As soon as Joe opened the curtain, his eyes swept around casually.

Next to it was Lorraine's carriage. The wind lifted a corner of the curtain, and Qiao Yi's eyes fell on it.

In the carriage, Lorraine was pressing his uncle, and the two were kissing.

Joe One: "..."

Damn, why did the strange sense of sight of accidentally bumping into my elders doing something shameful come back!

No wonder his grandfather was so calm when he knew that his grandson's lover was a man! !

When the old man faced his son's emotional problems, he had already developed psychological resistance!

With messy thoughts in his mind, Qiao Yi hurriedly looked away with red ears, scanning the distant street.

It doesn't matter if you sweep it away, Qiao Yi saw the acquaintance again.

A group of nuns was diagonally across the street, headed by Mrs. Serrael's sister, Abbess Belika of the San Marco Monastery.

Apart from some adult nuns, beside the dean, there are about twenty girls from seven to eight years old to teenagers.

One of the girls held a boy's hand and smiled brightly.

And that boy was none other than Robert Jr. who followed them to King City.

As soon as Joe tapped his head, he remembered that Robert Jr. had said that his sister was in the choir of St. Mark in Wangcheng.

Like a series of irrelevant silk threads, through various chances and coincidences, they are slowly synthesized into one strand.

Is it fate?Or accident?

Joe couldn't help turning his head to look at Lando.

——The lucky BUFF that can continue to play a role as long as you are in close contact!

Sensing Qiao Yi's gaze, Lando turned his head and gave Qiao Yi a nice smile: "What's wrong?"

Joe One: "..."

Ugh.

It's too much, don't say anything.

The question is that Lando (the buff) did all of this!

Thinking of this, Qiao Yi turned to look at Belika again.

Could she be Andy's primrose girl?

Belika sat in a wheelchair, looked at the lively and lovely girls in the choir, and then turned her head to look in the direction of the palace, with a hidden worry in her eyes.

The author has something to say: I'm here, I'm here, I'm here.

The author [rises from the coffin]: I want GHS! ǔ loudly)

He Xie took out a knife called [Lock Badge]: Huh?

author:……

Author: I, I said, I want osmanthus, osmanthus tree qaq

He Xie nodded in satisfaction and left.

Alas, it's so hard to be happy.

So, do you want to see what happened specifically?

If I want to see it, I will consider making it out tomorrow and putting it in my neckerchief.

But in advance, I have no experience in driving a real car, so I don’t know how to write =W

If you really want to see it, you can tell me, and I will arrange it tomorrow.