Private pet of the reborn Duke

Mingling was sitting in the Xuanwu shop, drawing something with his head down.

In one year, Mingling learned all the knowledge of bartending, and created no less than a thousand different wines, juices, drinks, etc., and at the same time learned all the languages ​​​​of the different characters that the unicorn puts in the bag, of course, including All the contents of that bag.Not only that, but he also had three months of boring time.It happened that Queen Lilith asked him to participate in encouraging some masters with outstanding literary and artistic directions, so he learned court dances and local dances from various places with great interest, and amidst the admiration of various art masters for his closed disciples, Learned music, art, sculpture, and even medicine.

During this year, Mingling went to the palace church on average once a month.It's not that he really wants to go to the church, it's just that Queen Lilith just asked him to visit those masters often and express some polite condolences for their literary and artistic contributions.As for why you asked Mingling to go, it was naturally Ming? Ye confessed: "Lilith, if you want to divert ordinary people's attention, you must not use too tragic means. Is there anything worthy of letting them have hobbies other than their beliefs? I believe that the effect is much better than if I killed a hundred people."

Lilith happened to see those princes with titles all pretending to be very tasteful and hold dances and exhibitions from time to time, so in a flash of inspiration, she founded this so-called art exchange, once a month .That's why Mingling went to church once a month.Although nothing happened in the church, when he went to look at the holy pool where he was baptized and the huge cross, Mingling would always think of how frightened he was in the days when he went from hell to heaven in his childhood.

Ming? Ye was a little dissatisfied. He always felt that Mingling was too close to the church, and one day God would take advantage of the so-called faith and light.As for why, Ming? Ye, apart from the blood race's innate abhorrence of the unobtainable light, there is another reason that is unclear.But despite this, Ming? Ye also got the chance to see Mingling near the palace.Even though it was always at night, every time Lilith deliberately chose the evening to find Mingling, and the chats were all about what Mingling had learned recently and the content under her jurisdiction.

Just like what he was drawing with his head down at this time, it was a beautiful woman that Queen Lilith once fancied.Mingling didn't think there was anything wrong or wrong with Lilith liking girls.Although he knew that this was also not allowed and not blessed in doctrine, but he still couldn't feel any resentment.

Xuanwu was sitting at the door of the store, leaning crookedly on the small armchair and smoking his pipe.Before Mingling knew it, he drew the setting sun again, Xuanwu lazily knocked on the counter with his cigarette stick: "Young master, sir, go back early, and you have to go to the palace tomorrow."

"Well, sir, these are all I have." Mingling replied without raising his head, but he didn't hear Xuanwu's voice.He didn't take it seriously, and continued to draw until the afterglow of the setting sun in front of him was swallowed up by the darkness, and he just called out muffledly: "Sir, help me get a match, the box next to the candlestick is used up."

There was a soft sound, the sound of a match being lit, but it didn't light up the candlestick beside Mingling, but the light that lit up not far in front of him.

Mingling looked at it, and was about to continue drawing, but suddenly stopped.

Then, the charcoal pencil for drawing fell on the counter, making a muffled sound, just like Ming Ling's voice at this moment: "My lord, are you back? Or, am I dreaming again?"

The bloody and coldness exuding from Ming Ye Hun's body had long been suppressed by the ability he himself imparted by Satan. Although his whole body was still not very warm at this time, it would only make people feel that he was being frozen by the cold wind outside.He concentrated on lighting all the candles, put his hands on the counter and put the cake on the counter, and then looked at Mingling: "No matter how hard you have been in the past, you were always born on this day, and no matter how much your parents disliked you." Well, you have this body because of them. So," he grinned with a gentle smile, "I missed it last year, but I won't miss Mingling's coming-of-age ceremony this year."

Ming Ling rubbed his eyes, then shook his head again: "It doesn't seem like a dream, but Mr. is gone." He seemed confused while talking to himself, but the blush on his face made those actions unconvincing .

Ming Ye also thought about it when he came: If this kid is really liked by others, no matter how hard I try, I will still get it back.

But looking at the situation now, he didn't need any effort at all, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, stood facing Mingling across the counter, and bowed politely: "Mr. Earl, happy birthday!" he said , while grabbing Mingling's hand and leading him out of the counter.

As soon as Ming Ling got out of the counter, he wanted to throw his hand back awkwardly, but how could he earn it against Ming Ye who could no longer suppress himself?

It wasn't until being hugged into her arms and kissed that she couldn't breathe, that Mingling panted and confirmed: "Xuanming, you are willing to come back to see me."

How long has it been since no one called the name "Xuan Ming"?Ming? Ye silently laughed at himself. Since the Qingxin Pill failed, he basically didn't spend a day in the manor. Even when Mingling went to the palace every month, he only watched quietly in the window for a while, He hurriedly returned to the Abandoned Star to continue his expansion plan.At the same time, he neither met the unicorn nor waited for the Daoist, and only left a lonely Xuanwu in the store to accompany Mingling, who he was most at ease with.Even the devil, Satan, said to imprison God for two years.Who knew that not only was it released within a month, but even more vigorously, the exclusive church for the archbishop in red was built on the small hill under the sacred mountain.

Ming Ye shook his head, put his thoughts back into his mind, looked at Ming Ling and smiled, "Are you so worried that I won't come back to see you?" Ming Ling's words made him not want to care about anything, and he didn't want to suppress himself anymore.

Mingling blushed and whispered, I'm not worried that you won't come to see me, I'm worried that there are too many people who like you and I can't pick them out.

Ming Ye laughed louder: "Why, the Earl is an adult, and still likes to blush so much?" As he said, he pressed Ming Ling on the chair and sat down, and magically conjured a blood-colored rose and handed it to him , but carefully reminded: "There is a thorn, don't get it."

Mingling stared blankly at the roses for a while, and then blurted out: "Rose, rose, represents love and longing for love."

He was dumbfounded as soon as he spoke, his face was much more handsome than when he was 14 years old, and once again his neck was flushed red, he was very embarrassed to explain something, but was blocked by the mouth on Ming Ye's zoomed-in face source of.