The Duke in the Spire of Thorns

"Wedding Gifts?"

Celeste was too busy getting angry, and didn't listen carefully to Escrit's tone, "Do you still want to go to his wedding?"

He expressed his attitude: "Whether you want to go or not, I won't go." Celeste picked up the invitation and threw it to Escrit's hand, "here, here is the invitation, if you want If you go."

This invitation is Du Lian's demonstration to Celeste. He silently said to Celeste that even if he loses everything now, he can still have a beautiful noble lady and the large dowry brought by that lady .

He annoyed the king and thus lost his political status, but he still had nothing, and a noble lady loved him like a demon.

Celeste saw through Du Lian's mind at a glance, which turned him off.

"No invitation required." Escrit smiled. "This wedding will not be held."

This sentence made Celeste smile, he blinked, a little suspicious, but still couldn't help looking at his lover with interest, "Why do you say that?"

"I've heard a lot of rumors during this period that the person who is about to marry Du Lian is Miss Cody. She likes Du Lian's 'melancholy and charming' temperament, his broad knowledge, and his so-called talent." Esk Ritter said lightly: "If you lose these things, will Miss Cody stick to her love?"

Escrit put down the knife and fork in his hand, and casually glanced at the exquisitely bound invitation card, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Okay." Celeste imagined, "I'm looking forward to it too."

Then he laughed, put down the knife and fork in his hand, left the seat, walked behind Escrit, and hugged him from behind: "Honey, you are so kind to me."

Escrit and Du Lian did not have any enmity, the reason he did this could only be for Celeste.

"Then have you ever thought of any way to repay me?"

Celeste lay on Escrit's shoulder and thought for a while: "Is one kiss enough?"

"A kiss? I think I have a right to a kiss from you if I do nothing."

Celeste didn't speak. He looked at Escrito's profile. This Mr. Alchemist who descended from the sky had an irresistible good looks. He continued, "Then what do you want?"

"me?"

Escrit seemed to think for a while, "How about moving to live with me?"

"That's not okay, I can't leave my castle, it's very important to me."

Escrito reached out and held Celeste's fingertips, "One month every year?"

This time Celeste readily agreed.

After agreeing, he began to ask again: "What are you going to do?"

"There are traces of a contract on him." Escrit turned around and faced Celeste: "I guess it was written by your father. The contract on Du Lian entrusts everything to you, as long as You decide to take back everything that Du Lian has benefited from you, and he will be beaten back to his original form."

"Really?" Celeste frowned, "I don't know about it, my father never told me."

"Perhaps he forgot," Escrit said. "He was very ill."

Celeste didn't think much and accepted the statement.

"Then what should I do?"

"It's easy. Put your hand up and let me do the rest."

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Du Lian stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at himself.

There is a man standing in the mirror, tall and elegant, his appearance is not handsome, much worse than Celeste.But there was a peculiar air about him, he knew, the literary air he had acquired from his extensive reading.

The Duke's family has a very rich collection of books, and he has benefited a lot.

He smiled triumphantly. He was just an insignificant shadow in the past, but now he has broken free from the shackles of the past and has his own light.

Du Lian fiddled with his hair a few times, and saw his lovely fiancée Miss Cody in the mirror.

He began to search in his mind for the poems he knew, intending to use them in praise of Miss Cody's charm and beauty, and it was his talent that she loved.

This was originally very simple, but now, he felt as if a fog had formed in his mind, and everything he had learned had become blurred.

"Du Li'an, since you feel that my father chose you to delay you, then I will take everything we gave you now. I hope you will succeed through your own efforts. Goodbye, Du Li'an."

This voice suddenly sounded in Du Lian's mind. He knew it was Celeste's voice. There was a smile in his former master's voice, and his tone was brisk, "You are free, Du Lian!"

At the end, he even used an aria.

A trace of panic filled Du Li'an's heart, and he desperately cleared away the fog in his mind. The fog dissipated, and all the knowledge he was once proud of disappeared.

Those aristocratic etiquettes, magnificent poems, and all kinds of knowledge he had painstakingly learned all disappeared.He also forgot all the ways of life he had learned from the duke.

Now, he has completely become a person without any cultural knowledge. He prayed to God in his mind in horror, but what appeared in his mind was a line of barren words.

What made him even more desperate was that he found that he didn't even know the words!

No revenge could compare to this fatal blow, and Du Lian was completely panicked.Miss Cody came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him lovingly, "Honey, you really fascinate me."

Du Lian froze and forced a smile. He couldn't let Miss Cody notice his strangeness. He had to marry her, and her dowry was his life-saving straw.

"You're so pretty, baby."

Du Li'an said this sentence without thinking. He wanted to appease his noble fiancée, but his choice of words and accent shocked her.Miss Cody was stunned. She never thought that she could hear such a rude accent in the mouth of her fiancé. This is the accent of those slums!How could her dear Dorian talk like that?

Although Du Lian has lost a lot of things, he is still very good at observing words and deeds, which is his innate ability.Borrowing the reflection of the mirror, he paid close attention to the expression of his fiancée.I cried out in my heart that it was not good, so I had to pretend to be depressed and supported my forehead, pretending to be exhausted, trying to get away with it.

When Miss Cody saw such an expression on her fiancé, her heart would be filled with infinite tenderness, as if he were a child waiting for her care.But now, instead of tenderness in her heart, she felt disgusted.

She found it very strange, so she looked at Du Lian's face carefully. His appearance did not change at all, but Miss Cody still felt that he had changed.Something changed in him that she didn't know about. He didn't have the poetic temperament she loved most, and his face also looked very ferocious, rolling his eyes furtively like a mouse.

Where is her elegant fiancé!

Miss Cody suspected that her fiancé had been dropped, she took a few steps back in panic, the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

The panic in Du Lian's heart was no less than that of his fiancée. He stopped Miss Cody and wanted to stabilize her first, but there was nothing in his mind. He wanted to use magnificent poems to impress Miss Cody. After calming down, what came out of his mouth was: "What are you afraid of? I am your fiancé, I love you so much, I want to die!"

What he said made Ms. Cody more convinced of her guess. Du Lian was either dropped by someone, or bewitched!

She screamed, pushed Du Lian away and ran outside.

She was going to find her father, and she was going to save her fiancé!

Miss Cody's father escaped the conspiracy of other nobles under Du Lian's guidance and saved his status, so he was very supportive of his daughter's love with Du Lian. Even if Du Lian slandered the Duke and offended the king, he reluctantly accepted it. His daughter and his marriage.As soon as she heard her daughter crying and saying that Du Lian was in danger, she immediately stood up from the wide easy chair: "Where is that counterfeit?"

Miss Cody wept softly, she told her father where Du Lian was, and begged him to save Du Lian.

Being possessed by a ghost is the most unbelievable thing. Old Cody and his attendants aggressively pushed open the door of Du Lian's bedroom. The moment he saw Du Lian, he knew that his daughter hadn't lied to him!

Look at the guy standing there, wearing a tailor's elaborate court dress, but looking like a clown coweringly, there is no such thing as Durian, and the fake smile on his face makes old Cody want to give it to him. He punches.He squinted his eyes and looked at Du Lian for a long time. Although his face was very similar to Du Lian's, the temperament on his body showed that he and Du Lian were completely two people. Old Cody asked sharply, "Who are you?"

"Your words are too strange, old man, don't you know me? I am your favorite son, Du Lian!"

Du Lian's memory was still there, and in order to prove that he was indeed Du Lian, he also brought up many things he had experienced with old Cody, hoping to win his trust.It's a pity that his talent has disappeared, and what he said is also confusing, making people unclear.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Du Li'an's words made old Cody more confirm his identity as a counterfeit. Du Li'an is personable, elegant and decent in speech, and even his tone is just right. How could the fake in front of him be able to pass it off!

He looked at Du Li'an viciously, and ordered to the attendant beside him: "Catch him, and no matter what, we must ask Du Li'an's whereabouts. Hmph, it must be their handwriting again. They wanted to pretend to be my son-in-law but they found him. Such a thing that can't be put on the stage! They are humiliating me!"

Old Cody almost immediately thought of the nobles who had tripped him up. They must have known that it was Du Lian who rescued him last time, so they simply kidnapped Du Lian and left behind such a rude A commoner pretends to be Du Lian, trying to humiliate him and his daughter!