kiss the night

The bed curtain was pulled back, and Yan Zhao met Elena's blue eyes. The slightly curly flaxen hair was draped behind the girl, making her face more delicate. She was like a display window of a high-end toy store The ceramic doll shown in the picture looks at Yan Zhao with a sweet smile.

Yanzhao spent a little time remembering that this girl was someone who had appeared beside Duke Laurentine, whether it was his daughter or...

Just as Yan Zhao was thinking aimlessly like this, Elena spoke again: "When Laurenting brought you back, you looked very embarrassed, my dear."

Laurentine brought him back.

Yanzhao's chaotic thinking finally had a landing point. He sat up with his body propped up, and asked, "Mr. Laurenting, where is he now?"

Elena frowned, and complained: "I have been guarding you, but you asked where Laurentine was as soon as you opened your mouth, which made me very sad." She pretended to turn her back to Yan Zhao Turning around, she looked like a little girl in trouble.

Yan Zhao was at a loss, subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to pull her, but then remembered that the opposite side was a girl after all, the outstretched hand was hanging in the air, and then retracted: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant..."

"Eileen, don't tease him." The door was opened, and the duke walked in. He changed into a loose white shirt, and there were two pure gold rose collars hanging on the neckline. Turning to Yan Zhao who was lying on the bed, "She just came in for a while, don't listen to her nonsense."

Yan Zhao was in a hurry to get up from the bed, but Laurenting pushed him back.

"If you want to say something, just lie down and say it. You don't have to be too reserved in front of me. There are not as many etiquettes here as you imagine." A maid behind him moved a chair for him in time, and Laurentine sat next to Yan Zhao, descending The height finally made Yan Zhao feel a little less restrained.

"Thank you for the matter in the club." Yan Zhao sat up a little as far as possible to express his gratitude, his cheeks turned red, and he repeatedly made a fool of himself in front of such a noble Mr. Duke, Yan Zhao really didn't know what to do It's okay to say something, "Anyway, I don't know how to repay you. If you need anything, I will do my best..." His voice trailed off, he was silent for a while, and suddenly sighed .

"Sir, if I have something to give you, I will definitely be willing." Yan Zhao smashed the can, after all, Laurenting has seen him in the most embarrassing state, and he has nothing to hide, "It's just what I am now Nothing, money, or anything else..."

Laurentine didn't interrupt him, but when Yan Zhao mentioned "money", Elena on the side laughed, and she stretched out her small hand to grab Yanzhao's hand: "Money, Laurentine is not Lack of money, maybe you can keep people, at least you still have a pretty face."

Her smile looked so innocent, it seemed like she was just stating a fact.

Yan Zhao blushed. He realized that it was ridiculous for him to talk about "money" in front of that nobleman with a large fief, so he had to shut up embarrassingly.

"Elena." Laurentine rubbed the center of his brows, and he told Yan Zhao, "Don't pay attention to her, she just lacks discipline... However, I really don't need your money, the help you mentioned, in my opinion It's just a matter of convenience, not worth mentioning."

Yan Zhao didn't speak, he was really not in a good mood now, he felt exhausted when he thought of Si Qi's actions before he passed out.

He did feel very tired, it was a feeling of weakness after a high fever, all this happened inexplicably, and what surprised him even more was that usually his physical discomfort was caused by hunger, in the past ten years He almost never suffered from any serious illness in the past, but he was often tortured by hunger, but now it's the other way around - the stomach is warm, and he feels full for a long time.

"What time is it?" Yan Zhao asked.

"Afternoon." Laurentine stood up from the chair, "Go to sleep for a while, dinner is being prepared, and someone will call you when it's ready."

"Dinner?" Yan Zhao was taken aback, and he lifted the quilt to get up, "Then why bother, I'll go back..."

"It's a long way from the city." Laurentine interrupted him, "I'll stay here tonight."

The moment the door of the room was closed, the room fell into darkness again. Yan Zhao tiptoed out of bed, the heavy curtains were pulled open, and the glare of the afternoon sun came in, causing Yan Zhao's vision to blur, and he put down the curtains again.Through the gap in the curtain, he saw a large field of roses outside, dark green shrubs in the distance, and mountains—this is the back of Hongyue Mountain, and Yan Zhao has never been to such a place.

When he was in China, the residences of the Si family were all located in urban areas. Yan Zhao has always been curious about this kind of manor-style castle.

It would be nice to stay here a little longer.

He was thinking like this, and he couldn't help but look at his mobile phone beside the bed. There was no message or call on the mobile phone. He disappeared for most of the day, but Si Qi didn't seem to notice that he was very likely to be with the one yesterday. A woman with a hot body, or still asleep because of drunkenness.

After all, Si Qi treats him like a pet. When he needs it, the pet must obediently appear in front of him. When he doesn't need it, he can do whatever the pet does.

It doesn't take much effort to understand these things, Yan Zhao became discouraged and cold, he didn't know how to describe his current mood, he lay back on the bed again, thinking that he would not fall asleep again, after all, it was still daytime, but Unexpectedly, he felt tired, and he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When it was time for dinner, someone knocked on the door. The maid was wearing a black skirt and a white scarf, standing quietly and respectfully at Yan Zhao’s door. At that moment, Yan Zhao felt a sense of space-time confusion, as if All of a sudden, he traveled back to hundreds of years ago, or even longer, before the discovery of the new route, in the era when the old aristocratic forces were still extremely prosperous.

"Your Highness invites you to dinner." The maid's words were also extremely simple.

Yan Zhao's face turned red, he lowered his head as if evading, and followed the maid to the restaurant for dinner.

Yan Zhao was relieved that the long table more than ten meters long as he had imagined did not appear. There was just an ordinary rectangular table in front of him. Laurentine sat at one end, and Elena sat next to him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, please sit down quickly." Elena greeted.

Yan Zhao nodded, he landed on the other side of Laurentine, and when Yan Zhao's eyes fell on the table, he saw that it was full of various meats, such as roast chicken, steak, prosciutto , Salmon... In short, there are almost no green vegetables on it, and it looks full of calories.

This is of course in line with his appetite, but it is so strange to appear on other people's desktops.

Yan Zhao's hand holding the fork remained motionless, looking at the delicacies in front of him as if possessed.

"Your cohabitant treats you badly, maybe it made you hungry for a long time." Elena looked at him with a smile, her tone was casual, but Yan Zhao was greatly surprised by what she said.

Of course he didn't think that such a little girl less than ten years old would come to investigate him, so...

Yan Zhao turned his head to look at Laurenting, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

The duke tied up his long hair, and he didn't feel displeased by Yan Zhao's gaze or anything. He was still cutting the steak gracefully.

"I've let people know about you," he said, as if it was a perfectly normal thing, "I thought you were a minor, you know, in that case, if you were abused by a guardian, you should go to legal proceedings things."

Hearing that he brought the topic to Si Qi, Yan Zhao was a little discouraged, and let down a little bit of vigilance in his heart.

"I didn't lie to you." After saying this, he stopped looking up, imitating Laurentine's appearance in dealing with the food on the plate.

It was a bit depressing to eat dinner, at least Yan Zhao thought so—there were a few maids standing in the corner of the restaurant against the wall, although they didn't look up, they always made Yan Zhao feel a little restless.

In front of him are gold and silver tableware, fresh bouquets, tablecloths printed with Persian style, and extremely delicious food. Behind him are airtight velvet curtains, oil paintings that look quite old, and a maid who looks like a ghost... Yan Zhao Instinctively, I feel that this place is weird, but I can't explain why.

I thought that such a dull atmosphere would continue, but unexpectedly, the Duke spoke again: "The man who lives with you, I have seen him at the police station before."

"Yes, we were investigated together after the Beast attacked people."

Laurentine nodded, thoughtfully: "The Korean who died had injected controlled drugs before his death, and it was between his fingers."

Yan Zhao didn't answer, he always felt that Laurenting meant something else.

"I understand that those students like to have some fraternities and so on, but occasionally I think about whether some of their practices are too much." Laurentine said, with a smile on his lips, he explained, "Don't get me wrong, I I didn't say that your cohabitant was also involved in the bullying incident, I just wanted to remind you."

Yan Zhao raised his head and looked at Laurentine suddenly, his eyes were full of shock. He hadn't thought about the weird class that existed in the fraternity, but, things like controlled drugs... Isn't it too outrageous?

"After all, this is not your country." Laurentine smiled and started eating again.

Although Yan Zhao's mood fluctuated greatly because of his words, he saw that Laurentine didn't mean to mention this matter again, so he could only suppress the doubts in his heart. He was so restless that Elena, who was opposite, whispered He didn't even hear the word "hypocrisy".

After waiting for the dinner to end, Laurentine still had no intention of sending him back. There were deep mountains and old forests outside. It was impossible for Yan Zhao to escape from the castle by himself, so he had to follow the maid back to the guest room where he stayed in the afternoon. However, maybe It's because I slept for too long during the day, but I didn't feel sleepy at night.

Yan Zhao sat up and leaned on the bed in a daze, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a female voice faintly coming from the castle, as if whispering or crying.

Is it the wind?

Yan Zhao held his breath and listened for a while, however, the voice seemed to be getting clearer and clearer.