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Lord Shrike Winston's mother was the Prince's niece - so he might as well have some royal blood.The Marquis is very business-minded, and in just ten years after taking over the title from his deceased father, he multiplied his original huge wealth several times and became truly wealthy.

——Of course, the above are all guessed by Fang Mubo from the servant's words and the clues in the study. On the ground, put shoes on for him.

The layered bed curtains were pulled aside by the maid and tied on the bedpost. The servant Doyle carefully smoothed every fold on the shoulders of his clothes, and then stepped back and bowed slightly respectfully: "Master, Mr. Matthews I will visit you this morning to discuss the lease of the Naloka Canal."

"Hmm." Fang Mubo walked out of the room without looking sideways, and let out a sound from his nose, without the slightest expression on his face.When he was just teleported here yesterday, he subconsciously smiled and said thank you to the maid who prepared the dishes for him, and the little girl almost cried out and knelt down for him in fright.

So Fang Mubo understood that the Marquis of Winston was a serious and cold person, and he began to pay attention to his behavior and maintain his personality.He didn't know why the teleportation made him directly become a Marquis instead of entering this world as an outsider.But whatever it is, he failed to teleport to Lan Kuiyu's world once, and now the most urgent task is to find Tang Chao and the others for the next teleportation.

Fang Mubo asked someone to issue a notice to find a white cat that could eat rabbits.As soon as the notice came out, people in the entire Orlo Manor were gossiping in private about why the Marquis was looking for such a thing, and finally came to the conclusion that ordinary people like them could not guess what the Count was thinking.

Fang Mubo sat down in the dining room, and the little maid in black skirt was waiting for him at any time. He was not used to being served like this after all, so he ate the chef's meticulously prepared breakfast on his own.

At this time, Europe already had certain trade ties with the East, edible spices became popular among the nobles, and food was no longer too bland to be swallowed.Breakfast was prepared according to Winston's usual rules. Fang Mubo only ate six layers of fullness. He wondered if the Marquis was deliberately controlling his food intake to keep in shape.

The Marquis was over thirty years old, but he was still a handsome and attractive man. He had married a wife before, but that woman died of dystocia seven years ago, leaving only the Marquis with a son.After a long time, many people with active minds began to try their best to introduce female relatives to him, hoping that their daughter would become the second Marquis.

But for some reason, the Marquis has never made any clear statement about it.

Not long after the meal, visitors came to the door. This potbellied businessman has a shiny forehead, his fat features are almost squeezed together, and every word and sentence in his gestures reveals flattery.Fang Mubo hates such people from the bottom of his heart, but he has been in the business field for a long time, and no matter what he thinks in his heart, he can maintain a decent manner.

Mr. Matthews sat down on the sofa anxiously, and before he started to make a formal request, another layer of sweat broke out on his head.His two servants jointly carried a huge wooden box, put it at the merchant's feet, and retreated silently behind the merchant, standing like two sculptures.

Fang Mubo glanced at the box and knew that it was a gift from the merchant to bribe the Marquis.

"My lord, please forgive me for visiting rashly." Matthews' flattering eyes made Fang Mubo feel fresh, and he wanted to laugh a little, but he still remembered his character as the Marquis of Bingberg, so he hummed indifferently as a response.But this made the businessman extremely excited. Matthews knew that the Marquis's time was precious, and after a few respectful greetings, he began to explain the purpose of his visit.

"...If you are willing to give me the right to lease the Naloka Canal, I will definitely pay you a satisfactory remuneration." Matthews talked on and on for a while, and finally came to a pause, with a look of color on his face. With a mean smile, "The caravan under me got a fun little object last month, and I specially brought it here as a gift to the adults. I hope the adults will like it."

The two male servants immediately stepped forward and moved the box in front of Fang Mubo. It looked very heavy. Fang Mubo raised his chin and didn't express his opinion. He just said, "Open it and have a look."

The valet immediately unlocked the box, and after two crisp snaps, the box was opened, and the "small objects" inside were exposed to the sight of everyone in the room.

Fang Mubo heard a soft gasp from the maid behind him.

Inside the box was an oriental boy. He was completely naked, only covered with a layer of translucent silk. The soft cloth fit the curve of the body perfectly. His black hair slightly covered the tips of his ears, making his skin white.The young man curled up in the box with his eyes closed, his hands and feet were shackled by iron shackles, he wore a leather collar around his neck, and there was a bell tied to it. He was fluctuating slightly with the frequency of his breathing, gentle and beautiful.

The moment Fang Mubo saw him, he was stunned. He never expected to meet Tang Chao again under such circumstances.

Matthews has been paying attention to Fang Mubo's expression, seeing him staring unblinkingly at Tang Chao in the box, thinking that he likes this gift, he couldn't help being ecstatic: "My lord, what do you think? This little thing It's still clean, and I didn't dare to find someone to teach him in order to dedicate it to my lord."

"Well, yes, let's stay." Fang Mubo finally spoke, still not taking his eyes away from Tang Chao: "I'll think about the lease right, and I'll give you an answer next Monday."

"Thank you, my lord." Matthews was ecstatic. He knew that the Marquis had already half-agreed by saying this, and immediately withdrew with a wink: "Then I won't bother you, and I will leave first."

As soon as Matthews left, Fang Mubo made the servants in the room retreat.At this moment, he finally no longer had to play the role of Marquis Winston, and returned to being Fang Mubo again.He squatted down in front of the box, reached out and touched Tang Chao's face, and called softly, "Tang Tang?"

Tang Chao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally opened slowly. There was a layer of wet mist inside, and the remaining power of the medicine hadn't dissipated. He stared blankly at a certain point in the void for a few seconds before he recovered. He generally shifted his gaze to Fang Mubo.

Tang Chao propped himself up, the bell ringing around his neck was crisp, and the silk slipped off his body with his movements, revealing his smooth upper body.Tang Chao grabbed it subconsciously, and finally realized that he was not wearing anything, and his face instantly became embarrassed.

Fang Mubo saw everything in his eyes, and couldn't help laughing. He took off his coat and put it on Tang Chao, and heard Tang Chao spit out a series of strange pronunciations.

"What are you talking about?" Fang Mubo asked.

Tang Chao looked at him blankly, and repeated the strange pronunciation again.

Fang Mubo: "...?"

Tang Chao: "..."

The two looked at each other.

Fang Mubo had a bad premonition: "Can you understand me?"

Tang Chao looked at him in bewilderment: "?"

Five minutes later, the cold-faced Marquis sat in the study with his new slave, staring wide-eyed.Before Matthews left, he gave the key to Marquis Winston's personal servant, Doyle. Fang Mubo untied Tang Chao's shackles. His robe was draped over his body, just above the crook of his knees.

Probably due to the needs of the plot, Tang Chao has become a lot shorter. He used to be nearly 1.8 meters tall, but now he is estimated to be only 1.6 meters tall, and his face is much more childish. He really looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old oriental boy.Fang Mubo ordered his servants to find clothes that fit him, and pinched Tang Chaoshui's tender cheeks uncontrollably.

Tang Chao hadn't realized that he was getting smaller. He tightened Fang Mubo's robe, and when he raised his hand, the wide sleeves were folded several times at the crook of his arm, and his arm was white and round.The collar around his neck hadn't been taken off yet, and it jingled every time he moved, making the noise annoying.Fang Mubo saw him tearing off the collar vigorously, and untied it from the back.

Tang Chao breathed a sigh of relief without this thing on his neck. He was just about to talk to Fang Mubo, but when he realized that they were in a state of not being able to understand each other's language, they could only shut their mouths embarrassingly.

Doyle brought the clothes, Fang Mubo screened him back, gave the clothes to Tang Chao, turned around and pretended to look at the paperwork on the table, and gave Tang Chao time to change.

After studying the clothes for a while, Tang Chao quickly put them on, buttoned them up, jumped out of bed, stepped on the thick carpet barefoot, and walked to Fang Mubo.When Fang Mubo heard the movement, he turned his head and said, "Is it changed?"

"Huh?" Tang Chao couldn't understand what he was saying, so he turned his head and glanced at him, propped up the table with one hand and took the quill from the ink bottle, and drew a rabbit's head on the parchment.

Tang Chao has a solid foundation in drawing, and his drawing is not bad. At least the bunny outlined by a few strokes is quite cute.Fang Mubo took the pen from him, painted a cat's head next to it, and drew an arrow pointing from the rabbit to the cat, representing the food chain.

White cat eating rabbit.Although Tang Chao recognized Fang Mubo from the first moment he saw him, he still gave the correct signal just to be on the safe side.Tang Chao relaxed, without the slightest sense that he was a little slave given to Fang Mubo by a businessman. He sat down on the sofa carelessly, closed his eyes and massaged his forehead.

When he woke up, he was in a small dungeon. It wasn't long before the merchant's personal servants took him to the bathhouse. Several maids washed him carefully from head to toe, almost rubbing off the skin.

Tang Chao didn't remember very clearly what happened afterwards. The servant seemed to smell something to him, and when he regained consciousness, he was already locked in the box.He listened to the conversation between the businessman and the valet for a long time, but he couldn't understand a word. He touched the handcuffs again, and began to struggle in panic.However, before he could move twice, he fell into a coma again.

Now that I think about it, the businessman got some drug into the box to make him more honest, but the drug seems to be a bit strong, and it made him dizzy now.Tang Chao was frowning and thinking, when he suddenly felt Fang Mubo's fingers pressing on his temple, rubbing it up and down.

"Don't bother me, I can do it myself..." Tang Chao's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell silent.He and Fang Mubo looked at each other, caught a familiar smile from the man's eyes, and smiled, turned his head and began to enjoy the service of Lord Marquis with peace of mind.

The author has something to say:

Because a little cutie asked, here is a unified explanation.

This is due to insufficient data during the serialization period, there should be no v. After the end, if it reaches the v line, it may end v.

So don’t worry, just read it. I wrote it according to the original idea. I want to have fun, and I have achieved my goal by making everyone feel relaxed and happy when reading the article. It would be great if you are willing to leave a comment or something. (bui)

Later, I will probably teleport three worlds and then arrive at the target world. During this period, I will mainly play role-playing to warm up the relationship and follow the emotional line. The space will not take up a lot. The highlight is still the story of the underground bunker.

That's it, I hope everyone enjoys reading the text (bow)