death like wind

Although the dinners in the past were also very rich, the feast tonight is comparable to a royal banquet.

The pork knuckle is boiled until it is rotten, poured with delicious sauce, and sprinkled with sesame oil to enhance the flavor, the oil is shiny; there is also fresh fish that has just been salvaged, cleaned the internal organs and wrapped in ginger and other condiments, Roll it in the oil pan, the skin is crispy and the meat is tender, and it is fragrant.There are also roast chicken and roast duck that are so oily that the meat will burst open immediately when lightly cut with a knife, as well as crab, lobster, bread, fried egg, steak, lamb soup, fresh soup, fruits and vegetables, etc.

Large plates of rich and delicious dinner plates were brought to the table, all of which filled the long red sandalwood table. The rich and delicious dishes were set against the dark red tablecloth covering the table, which added a bit of festiveness.

Ah Jin scanned around and found that a few vegetables were placed at the end.He felt a little sick to his stomach just smelling the meat, no matter how rich it was, he might only be able to eat vegetables.

He's not vegan, which makes him frown a little uncomfortable.

Lorca invited Duke Rick to sit in the upper seat, and the host followed after Duke Rick took his seat.Originally, Ah Jin was sitting at the farthest position from Duke Rick facing the vegetables, but the Duke waved Su Jin to his right hand without knowing what to think.

Under his father's beckoning gaze, Millefair just had to bite the bullet and sit down, looking at the plates of meat in front of him, his stomach was overwhelmed, but his good upbringing kept him from being rude in front of the guests.

The dinner started, and the etiquette among the nobles is to eat without talking, so everyone lowered their heads and ate the food without saying anything, not even the sound of chewing, which was a bit depressing.

Duke Rick behaves elegantly, even at the dinner table. Every time he finishes eating the food in his mouth, he will cut another piece of meat. When his mouth is greasy, he will shake his goblet to drink red wine, and wipe the corners of his mouth with a napkin after drinking. .

Watching him eat is simply a pleasure.

There are three candles on a tripod in the middle of the dining table, and the bright fire light shines on the food, making the color even brighter.

Probably Duke Rick noticed that the young master next to him was not in high spirits, so he used new cutlery to cut off food that he thought was good and handed it to his plate.

Ajin stiffened for a moment and then got up to thank her. She had to eat the food that the Duke gave her, so she had to force herself to finish the food that made him sick.

Duke Rick smiled at him and asked, "I'll get you anything else you like to eat."

Lorca was flattered and said: "Your Excellency, don't worry about him, Millefair, thank you soon."

Ah Jin was in distress, and after lowering her head and twisting her complexion secretly, she raised her head and smiled brightly: "Yes, Lord Duke, I really like the food here, thank you very much."

Duke Rick nodded, with a smile hidden in his eyes, cut some crab meat for him, and served him a bowl of fresh meat soup.Thanks to his father's gratitude, Ah Jin had to eat all the food on the dinner plate, and pretended to like it very much, so that he drank the greasy fresh broth.

Stomach is under pressure, and the alarm before the tsunami hits, but the most honorable person here has not left the table, so he can only fidget and wait beside him, and he has to cover up the discomfort in his stomach and show a bright smile.

One of the principles of an aristocratic gentleman: No matter how uncomfortable you are, you must hold back in front of others and show your most decent and beautiful side.

To die is to pretend to suffer.

Ah Jin took a deep breath and lowered her head to eat the newly added dishes on the plate.And that nasty Duke Rick just watched him eat with a smile on his face, and continued to serve him dishes after eating.

Father and mother were deaf and dumb, eating their own food with their heads bowed in silence.

In fact, Millerfield was very fond of these things at first, and it can be said that he had no meat for three days, but after waking up this morning, not only did his stomach ache for no reason, but he also suddenly disliked the food he liked before.

An extremely depressing dinner was finally finished, and when the servants were serving Duke Rick to rinse his mouth, A Jin couldn't wait to slip away.

At this time, his stomach was like a hot pot, and he vomited on the toilet for a long time with a livid face, and almost vomited out his intestines. In the end, he could only vomit gastric juice before giving up. His whole body was like running a thousand miles, sweating profusely He slumped down on the porcelain floor and gasped for breath.

There was a knock on the door, and Duke Rick asked in a soft voice from outside: "A Jin, are you feeling well?"

Millefair didn't speak, he still didn't take it back at the moment, and now he doesn't want to pay attention to Rick at all.

"Did you eat too much tonight?" There was some concern in Duke Rick's voice, but out of etiquette, he stopped outside the door and did not open the door to come in.

"No, I'll come out after I wash my face." Ah Jin didn't want to leave the distinguished guest of her parents to dry, so she reluctantly got up to rinse her mouth, and washed her face in a hurry. When she opened the door, she saw Duke Rick standing outside, with a worried expression on her face. Didn't have time to take it back.

"My lord duke?" Isame called from downstairs, and Ajin said down, "I'll bring Duke Rick over later."

Rick frowned and looked at Millerfield's pale face, and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Not at all." Ah Jin moved a little further away from him, letting the door open: "Sorry for taking up too long, sir, please use it."

Duke Rick nodded, went into the bathroom and closed the door.

He only washed his face, dried the drops of water with a handkerchief, opened the door and went to the gazebo behind the manor with Millefair.

The big jade plate hangs high in the night sky, the stars are shining brightly, a river of stars crosses, the laughter is loud under the night sky, beautiful flowers bloom around the gazebo, the grove

Lush and lush, the gravel road extends to the grape trellis behind the arch, and holy lilies bloom on the side of the road.

The servant stood respectfully outside the gazebo, and there were exquisite snacks and fresh fruits on the stone table. Millerfield couldn't get into the conversation with the adults, so he had to sit aside obediently and eat the fruits by himself.

He didn't eat much at noon, and he vomited all he ate at night. Now he is very afraid that his stomach will suddenly show everyone an empty city trick. This is too embarrassing, and he will never allow this to happen!

After sitting with her for more than two hours, the enthusiasm for chatting with her parents has not diminished in the slightest. Ah Jin couldn't hold back her yawn. Seeing Duke Rick's eyes glanced at her, she quickly cut off her yawn in the middle of expressing, and sat upright.

Isame smiled apologetically and said, "Millefell has been going to bed early since he was a child, and he can't stand going to bed late. Millefair, just say hello to the Duke and go to bed."

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, Ah Jin stood up as if she had been pardoned, and said, "Mother and Father will entertain you, and tomorrow I will take you to visit the town."

Rick smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

The servant stepped forward to put on a wind-shielding coat for the young master, and led him back.

Duke Rick's aura was so great that he almost couldn't breathe when he was with him. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he returned to his room.Looking up, I saw that under the window screen blown by the evening wind, the oil painting made in the afternoon was still there, and the cold moonlight shone on it, looking gloomy.

"Hey, didn't I tell you to leave?" Ah Jin impatiently closed the window screen, wishing that the fire would burn the painting clean.

"I'm sorry, young master." Miss A Piao's phantom appeared in the void, she lowered her head in shame, and said, "I have one more thing to ask you."

Ah Jin took off her complicated coat, turned her back to her and put on a loose and comfortable white shirt, sat in front of the desk with her two thin long legs, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm really entangled by you, but You have to tell me what it's good for me to help you, or I'll just burn your painting."

Miss A Piao let go of her hand covering her eyes, looked at him carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him put on his clothes: "The reward I can give you is invisible, but it is definitely what you need, if I say If you tell a lie, I will let you deal with it."

Ah Jin loosened her tied hair, golden curly hair cascading down like exquisite tassels, making that small face more white and delicate, like an elf lost in the mundane world, he blinked, propped his head and looked through the mirror Miss A Piao, who was behind her, instinctively told him that he should agree to this matter.

"Tell me first what you need me to do for you?"

Miss A Piao showed a sad expression on her face, and she said in a deep voice: "I, who lived in a humble way, became a victim of the nobles' fun, and the person who killed me is still free in the world. To be exposed to the sun!"

"I know who killed me, but I can't take revenge, because I'm weak in front of me, and the hatred when I die is not enough to support my strength to kill the living, so I want you to help me, let my enemy come to justice."

Millefair supported his small head and tapped his fingers on the ground: "Noble? Do you think I will offend other families because of your illusory promise? Although our family is prominent, it does not have a strong foundation. Sorry, I can't Help you, although I sympathize with your experience, it doesn't mean that I will have no brains to cause trouble for my parents."

Miss A Piao anxiously floated beside him, and hurriedly said: "I promise not to reveal your identity, as long as you are smart enough, all of this will be done unconsciously, all I need is your identity as a living person." Just a little help."

"Let me think about it, I promise you tomorrow, and I ask you to leave tonight." He didn't want to stay in the same room with such an ugly woman for one night.

Miss A Piao raised her brows and downcast her eyes, carried a gust of wind into the oil painting and flew out of the window with the wind.

After taking a shower, Ah Jin was lying on the bed wearing only the shirt that reached to her buttocks, with her arms resting on her head, her long legs in a large font shape, and her curly blond hair spread out on the white sheets. The little elf didn't realize it, and frowned, realizing that this matter was far from simple.He suddenly remembered a very strange thing, he and Miss A Piao couldn't understand each other before, why they can communicate normally now!

He still speaks Mandarin, and Miss A Piao also speaks Chinese, but when I hear it, my brain seems to be translating at the same time!

A muffled thunder exploded in his ears, and the all-time weird feeling made him feel as if he had fallen into some bizarre trap.

The author has something to say:

I almost forgot to update it again. I have too much homework recently, and I don’t finish class until ten o’clock. I’m very sorry [Bow]