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In the next few days, Su Lingran has been living under the rules of Mr. Wang Jue's moodiness.

Too clean for a while, not allowed to approach.

Too conservative for a while, and don't need to be served.

For a while, he was suddenly picky, and he wasted his time on embarrassing his personal servants, as if it was very meaningful to see the other party make mistakes.

Fortunately, Su Lingran can complete his request within the time limit every time.

He also turned a blind eye to the rules formulated by Lord Wang Jue himself, and changed them day and night, which had no reference value at all.

Su Lingran is always wandering between being not needed and doing things that are not what a personal servant should do.

For example, which personal servant needs to accompany the master to breakfast?

There is no reason, just that you can't violate the master's order.

The bedroom is not allowed to enter when Lord Wang Jue is asleep, but Su Lingran is required to appear in the confidential study room when the other party is processing documents in the study room. He can do whatever he wants, but he cannot leave.

During the lunch break, because Lord Wang Jue couldn't sleep well by himself, he asked his personal servant to sleep beside him blankly, but he had to behave properly and not do any cross-border behaviors to get close to and covet his master.

However, the rule of this article is not valid for the owner unilaterally.

A period of time passed, and since those unimaginable requests only happened between the two of them, in front of everyone, Lord Wang Jue was still the indifferent and alienated master.

"No master would refuse to let a personal servant touch him. This is tantamount to refusing the service of the other party, which means denying the value of the other party's existence. So, although that person is left behind, it is actually just a display, right?"

"Yeah. Maybe it was a gift temporarily accepted out of political or interpersonal considerations. Does anyone know who gave it?"

"That's not clear."

……

Mr. Allen is gray-haired but healthy, always smiling kindly.

"Are you still used to it recently? Your Excellency."

"You are welcome. Not bad."

Mr. Allen smiled heartily: "The weather is so good, I think your Excellency and the master may consider going out for a walk, some extremely necessary social interactions are always needed."

Su Lingran smiled and said gently: "It depends on the preferences of Lord Wangjue. However, compared to the enthusiasm of the stars in the capital for the dance, Lord Wangjue is a bit quiet..."

Once again, Lord Wang Jue just stood there, staring at Su Lingran for a moment, and asked him to tie his tie. Due to various uncooperative reasons, the tie lasted for half an hour.

In the middle of the journey, Lord Wang Jue just watched the serious work quietly like a ghost, and never raised his eyes to respond to his personal servant.

The strong pheromones of Alpha and the charming hormonal breath of Mr. Wang Jue seemed to have completely failed. Mr. Deacon concentrated on his work wholeheartedly, without any overstepping or unnaturalness.

Lord Wang Jue's handsome and sharp face became colder and colder, but his dark eyes were calm, showing no trace of happiness or anger.

His voice is always very soft, emotionless and elegant, which has nothing to do with his awesome gloom.

"Get ready, I'm going to a dance today."

The adults in the capital star of the Jialan Empire may not have much work to deal with every day, and the parties to attend can definitely fill up every day.

Doing nothing, indulging in pleasure.To a certain extent, this is also a major proof of the strength of the Jialan Empire.

According to the strict hierarchical system of the empire, deacons also have corresponding deacon dresses for participating in such activities.

Because Mr. Wang Jue was not keen on socializing, he intentionally or unintentionally forgot to prepare these clothes for Su Lingran, so when he saw that Su Lingran was ready, he was stunned.

"Your Excellency, you can go now." Like a perfect deacon, Su Lingran said calmly with a light smile.

Although not in a high mood, the indifferent and gloomy Lord Wang Jue went out.

As the highest executive officer of the imperial army and also the first prime minister of the imperial cabinet, the arrival of Lord Wangjue brought the atmosphere of the whole ball to a higher level.

The most exciting are those unmarried noble Omega boys and girls, because among the surviving ideal objects, there is no better one in the whole empire than the prince who has always been single and has always kept himself clean.

Even if some old-school nobles were dissatisfied with his hasty and hasty methods, they couldn't say a single critical word.

Lord Wang Jue's presence here is not just for a boring ball, he paused, and said to Su Lingran beside him: "You can play by yourself for a while, don't leave me too far."

Saying this, the host of the ball and a group of guests have already walked here on their own initiative.

Su Lingran didn't forget his identity as a wanted criminal. Although he promised that even if he greeted those people openly now, they wouldn't dare not recognize him, but there was no need to cause trouble on purpose.

The Jialan Empire can operate without anyone, and the nobles who are keen on holding dances have not changed in the slightest, and their smiles are filled with the melody of wine and music.

Holding a bottle of champagne, Su Lingran stood not far away and watched, with calm eyes and a peaceful expression.

"Your Excellency looks familiar."

There is no real secluded place in this kind of dance party, it's just the difference between the number of people and the number of people.

Su Lingran looked at the deacons who were speaking with elegance: "Maybe I've seen it somewhere."

Those people smiled politely, as if they were trying to find a topic: "I never thought that Lord Wang Jue would also need a personal servant."

Su Lingran smiled: "Who said it wasn't?"

"Isn't there Mr. Allen by his side? Such a first-class deacon should be enough."

"I didn't see Mr. Allen today. Could it be that the newcomer has been so favored? He directly replaced Mr. Allen."

"It shouldn't be enough just because of the business ability."

"Our master was late just now, and he didn't see the new deacon who arrived with Lord Wang Jue. Does anyone know what the other party looks like?"

"Will Lord Wang Jue judge people by their appearance?"

"Now that the nobles of the empire have fallen, who really cares about the origin, I heard that Miss Misa is in love with her personal servant."

"She probably rejected the marriage arranged by the family, it really is..."

These young people were really gossiping, they didn't know that Su Lingran in front of him was the new deacon of the Lord Wang Jue.

"But Lord Wangjue won't do that." Someone said affirmatively, "I heard that Lord Wangjue actually hates that new deacon, and has been refusing him to serve him."

Su Lingran said gently: "I've heard about it too."

"It's so tragic. A deacon who is not needed is equivalent to denying the value of existence. That person must be very sad and depressed."

"You are still good. The general is very kind to you. Not only does he trust you, but he will take you with him anywhere. I heard that the last time I was ordered to return to the defense from the Molan star, I also gave you a set of Molan diamonds."

The other party raised his chest slightly, proud and confident: "Yes, my master has always regarded me as a relative. Similarly, I am also ready to devote my life to him."

"The relationship between the master and the deacon is the best."

Su Lingran's eyes slightly curved: "It's really enviable."

"Your Excellency is so outstanding, your master must be very kind to you."

"My master," Su Lingran chuckled, "very cute, but maybe I'm not used to the existence of you."

……

The place where they are is not very far away, and those alphas with super spiritual power can hear some words as long as they want to hear them.

Just like the deacons showing off their masters, the nobles of the capital star gathered together to show off to a large extent.

What they show off of course also includes their personal deacon.

Especially in front of the ideal object, it can show their intelligence, education and kindness.

"As a veteran aristocrat of Jialan Star, we all know that a good deacon is sometimes comparable to the cornerstone of a family."

"They give too little compared to what they get, so I often feel that I am really not a good host, so I specially gifted a tall building named after her."

"Your Excellency is very generous."

"But she said that everything she owns belongs to me, her master. Although this building is named after her, I still feel that I haven't given her anything, and I often feel uneasy because of this..."

Lord Wang Jue looked gloomy and indifferent, listening to them bragging about their love for the special deacon, he told his subordinates around him expressionlessly: "Send Mo Lanxing's batch of diamond mines to my deacon, and ask him to choose One is his private mining area. It’s fine as pocket money, and it doesn’t need to be in my name. In addition, he can use the transport ships and mechs in my private warehouse at will. Just say it’s my order.”

The rest of the nobles: "..."

Su Lingran's voice also seemed to come from there.

"...Your Majesty's deacon is too pitiful."

"...It's not needed at all."

Lord Wang Jue frowned: "Please inform my deacon, he has been away from me for too long, I can't see him, I can't stay for a moment."

Everyone who heard his notification: "..."

Su Lingran nodded slightly to several stunned colleagues: "Excuse me."

He walked back to him under the gaze of Lord Wang Jue's dark and gloomy eyes.

Throughout the entire dance, they were not allowed to be more than one meter away from the host.

Drinking and eating, the indifferent Lord Wang Jue needs his deacon to serve him all the way like a wounded patient after the battlefield.

Although it is too eye-catching, no one in Jialan Star will dare to say that Lord Wangjue doesn't like that deacon anymore, and no one will dare to brag about the relationship between himself and the deacon in front of Lord Wangjue. And love for the deacon.

It's just, "Didn't you hear that Wang Jue is indifferent by nature? You're so naive. Being his deacon may be very hard."

"You can't say that. After all, Lord Wangjue is from an old-fashioned aristocratic background, and it is understandable to have more rules."

"Rules? Isn't it the possessive desire for that overly handsome deacon? The rules of the real old-fashioned aristocrats don't include showing off their love for the deacon, such an immodest behavior."

"Hush! This is not a fairy tale. You don't need to expose the tyrant's new clothes."

Because there were too many shocking things in the scene that day, the déjà vu feeling that the deacon was like someone was ignored instead.

……

Leaving the ball, take the aircraft back to the old castle of the prince.

Wang Jue sat neatly by the window, with an indifferent expression on his face. Not only did he have an aura of repelling others thousands of miles away, but his gaze itself did not even have the slightest intention of colliding with Su Lingran on the left.

However, if the angle of the blue aircraft glass is right, Lord Wang Jue can see Su Lingran's every move.

There was no words along the way, and the two of them didn't have any interaction, so they just went back.

When getting off the aircraft, Mr. Wang Jue, who was a soldier, seemed to be drunk. He asked Mr. Deacon to extend his hand to him like a noble lady, so he reluctantly took his hand and walked down.

During this period, those indifferent and arrogant eyes never looked at Su Lingran for a moment.

Being supported down, Lord Wang Jue did not let go of his hand.

Su Lingran frowned slightly: "Are you drunk? Master."

Lord Wang Jue stared straight ahead with his dark eyes, then let them go slightly, and slowly closed them.

"Ah."

Su Lingran breathed a sigh of relief and let him lean on him.

Lord Wang Jue didn't have any obsession with cleanliness when he was awake or was too withdrawn to serve him. He leaned on his deacon obediently, and the two of them walked into the mansion like this.

Until entering Lord Wangjue's bedroom.

Su Lingran frowned slightly: "It's not good for your health to take a bath immediately after being drunk, let's wipe it off first."

When he put him on the bed and was about to get up, strong arms hugged him and pressed him down.

A faint icy breath rubbed against the pit of his neck.

A very soft voice called him, one after another.A little cold and restrained, unable to hear the emotion in the voice.

Until Su Lingran heard it, he wasn't calling Ranran, but Ranran.

"Burning, burning, burning..."

Su Lingran was lying on the bed, looking at the familiar ceiling with clear eyes, and his gentle eyes were a little soft.

He didn't respond, and the Lord Wang Jue who was holding him was pressing on him, quietly, without any overstepping. This was the pointy chin rubbing against the side of his neck.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

"Su Lingran..."

"My name is Lin Ran. You are drunk, master."

Silence, a dark, indifferent sneer.

Lord Wang Jue raised his head and stared at him coldly and arrogantly, his brows were piercing, but his dark and calm pupils were unfocused.

It just fell slowly and stopped at a place where it was almost possible to kiss.

Lord Wang Jue's handsome and sharp face, the more dangerous and fierce, the more sexy and attractive, even Su Lingran was slightly absent-minded.

But that's all.

Lord Wang Jue slowly raised his head expressionlessly, covered his eyes with his fingers, only showing his slender neck and Adam's apple, and moved forbearance, like a ferocious beast showing the fragility of its abdomen, luring its prey into a trap.

"I will take my leave." Su Lingran, who was crushed below, said calmly and gently, "Please step aside..."

Lord Wang Jue paused, got off him, and lay on the other side.

The fingers covering his eyes didn't leave, only the lines of his thin lips became sharper and calmer.

When Su Lingran walked out of the room, he heard Jiqing's cold and gentle voice that seemed to be smiling: "We will find out. Liar."

The door is closed.

Su Lingran lowered her eyes and stood quietly by his door for a moment.

In the darkness, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.