[Bluebeard] On the possibility of HE in aesthetic abnormalities

? Bluebeard has a new wife, and rumors of this are circulating in the village.

The atmosphere in the Doherty family was rather gloomy. Although the bag of gold coins helped the poor family get out of trouble and their life became easier, Cecia's resolute decision to marry a lord with a bad reputation also made everyone People can't help but worry about her.

"Cecia has been gone for three days." The elder brother Andre said worriedly.

As a father, Jon sighed, feeling somewhat remorseful, "If it wasn't for my injury, Cecia wouldn't have married such a cruel person." That was his most beloved little daughter, thinking about what kind of situation she would suffer , he couldn't help being sad and regretful.

The second elder brother Frank comforted his father and said: "Cesia said that although Bluebeard married many brides, he was quite generous to the people in his territory, and everyone lived a good life under his rule, so he should It's not as bad as the rumors say." Even though he said this, Frank didn't agree with it in his heart, and he just talked to comfort his family.

The youngest, Marin, put his ax on his shoulders, and the one who had the best relationship with Cecia suggested: "Why don't I go to the castle tomorrow, maybe I can get some news, or I can see Cecia one side?"

Jon, who was familiar with the surrounding area, immediately rejected such a bold proposal: "The castle is so far away and deep in the forest. It must be dark when you walk there. The forest is full of wolves. How are you going to get back?"

Just when the family was at a loss, the sound of trampling horseshoes was heard from a distance.

"Fight!" The driver drove the horse and approached at a high speed.

The four woodcutters stopped what they were doing and looked at a carriage approaching the corner of the road.

The carriage approached quickly, and the servant who drove the carriage stopped immediately when he saw Jon, got out of the carriage, stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Excuse me, are you Jon, Mr. Doherty?"

Jon quickly agreed, "Yes, yes! Who are you?" The servant immediately pointed to the carriage and said, "There is a box of treasure in the carriage, which was given to you by our lord because of Miss Cecia. I hope you will accept it."

Jon was taken aback, and quickly thanked him. The servant moved the treasure into the house, and immediately drove away.

In the house, the family gathered around the treasure, looking at the gold coins and the exquisite treasures, both happy and worried. They were happy because since the lord would reward them with precious treasures, they must be very generous to Cecia. Worried about that? The lord has already married double-digit brides so far, and they are afraid that Cecia will mysteriously disappear in the castle like those women.

Thinking of this, even though the family faced the treasure, they were still a little worried.

In the castle, it was lunch time again. The lord was held stiffly by Cecia and walked towards the restaurant. He had just accepted her invitation to have lunch.

He felt more and more that this woman was very strange. She didn't like beautiful clothes. She had been wearing that white skirt for several days in a row. She didn't change into other skirts until he reminded her. She didn't like gold and silver either. Jewelry, so far he still hasn't seen how much she cares about the accessories on her body, she wears whatever the maid puts on her.

What he couldn't understand the most was the attitude of his fiancée towards him.

Not only was she not afraid of him, but she was a little strange.

"Yesterday, I suggested some ideas to the cook, and he made a new dish today, I think you will like it very much." Cecia looked at the Duke intently, and said with a sweet smile: "I remember you like it very much Sweets."

The Duke looked deeply at the girl. No fiancée had ever paid attention to his preferences in this status. In comparison, it was so strange to be able to smile and flatter her under such a terrifying face.

He said in a deep voice: "As I said, you don't have to please me. I promise that none of your treasures will be taken back."

"No, it's not flattery." Cecia Ruyu's cheeks were dyed bright red, she held the Duke's hand with both hands, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Everything I do comes from my heart."

She bit her lip and lowered her head slightly, "If you think my behavior is a bit abrupt, I..."

The girl's slender eyelashes covered those black jewel-like eyes, and her beautiful face showed a disappointed expression. If any ordinary man saw the beauty so sad, he would probably step forward to please her immediately, but the Duke's expression did not change at all. Facing the loss of his fiancée, he said coldly: "You are indeed too abrupt..."

"But, aren't you my fiance?" Cecia looked at him sadly.

The two looked at each other, and in the end the hard-hearted Blue Beard couldn't match this gaze. He was defeated and strode forward: "You can do whatever you want."

Cecia stood where she was, looking at the tall and strong back, a sly flash of slyness flashed in her eyes, she hooked her lips with a smile and followed her with her skirt up. Now that she has found the most desirable prey, she will never let it go. But he had the slightest chance of escape.

At the end of the meal, Cecia sat next to the Duke and looked at him sideways. As early as yesterday, she had asked the butler to move the chair to the closest position to the Duke, and she invited with a smile. "I think you should try today's new dessert, don't you?"

"No." The Duke refused, "I'm already full."

Cecia was a little discouraged, but she still looked at the Duke with a smile, "So, how about dinner? I hope you like it, I think it will definitely suit your taste."

The Duke didn't answer. He took off the napkin, stood up and straightened his coat, said coldly, "I'll go to work." and left directly.

Cecia tilted her head and watched her fiancé flee away in a panic. She asked the servant to bring up a cup of creamy ice cream, which was exactly the dessert she asked the chef to make based on the memory of her previous life.

The small and exquisite silver spoon scooped up a spoonful of it and put it in her mouth. The rich taste melted in the mouth, and the familiar taste made Cecia sigh. She enjoyed this cup of snow-white and lovely dessert by herself. She ate half of it, Cecilia Ya put the spoon down.

The butler who appeared at an unknown time stood aside, and when he saw Cecia stop, he bowed lightly, and a cello-like magnetic voice spit out from those thin lips. "Excuse me, do you still want to continue enjoying this dessert?"

Cecia turned her head to stare at that perfectly handsome face. The butler paused, as if he was very sensitive to her gaze, and he cast his gaze on it. It was a pair of beautiful, clear sky blue eyes.

It was not as good-looking as the Duke's. Cecia took a look and looked away. She stood up with a flat and almost indifferent expression: "Put it away."

Her gaze fell on an oil painting, which was a self-portrait of the duke. The cold colors and icy brushstrokes vividly expressed the arrogance of the blue beard. Cecia stared at the painting for a long time before leaving here with a sigh.

John stood up straight, and while ordering the servants to clear the table, he watched Cecia leave. He suddenly found that Cecia had a very different attitude towards himself and the Duke, although from the perspective of status, that It was indeed the performance that should have been, but John glanced at the maids who kept sneaking over, with a complicated expression on his handsome face.

Cecilia was so strange, why did she turn a blind eye to herself, all her attention seemed to be on the Duke.

John guessed that Cecia must be planning something in his heart, his blue eyes became darker, and John's expression became cold. If so, he smiled coldly, and his fingertips touched the dagger at his waist inadvertently, then that It will be the day of her death.

Even though it was a sneer, that smile dazzled the maid next to her.

"Crack——" the plate fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. John looked at it coldly, and the maid immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, but he was still thrown into the dungeon. She will be thrown into the forest and buried when she was dying Wolf belly, the maid is begging for mercy miserably.The servants bowed their heads deeply, but John remained unmoved.

Taking out the silk handkerchief and wiping his fingertips slowly, he could still feel that the remaining maids were still paying attention to him.John's expression became gloomy. Even if the housekeeper John did something, the woman would fanatically forgive him, but the Duke didn't do anything, but his ugly appearance made people stay away.

Except that woman.

I'd like to see what you want to do, Cecia, whisper a name, and John puts his face away and leaves the room.

The next day, the Duke was dealing with official business when there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" the Duke asked in a deep voice, who came back to his study at this time.

"It's me, Your Excellency the Duke." Cecia's clear and soft voice sounded outside the door.

The Duke paused, "Come in." He wants to see what this woman wants to do.

Cecia opened the door and hid her left hand behind her back. She approached the Duke step by step, and glanced at the bright sky and green forest outside the window. She approached the desk and said briskly, "Your Excellency, today's weather is really nice."

"Yeah." The duke responded in a calm manner. The duke noticed Cecia's movements. Once, one of his fiancées approached him with a dagger hidden behind her back. Although she didn't think the other party could kill him, the duke still brought it up. Be vigilant and sneer in your heart, why?Can't this woman pretend anymore?The duke thought darkly.

"I was walking in the garden just now, and I saw roses blooming. They are really strong and unrestrained beautiful flowers." Cecia talked about other topics.

"Really?" The Duke didn't care what she was saying. He just wanted to know when this woman was going to make a move. After killing her, let her family go. thinking.

"Then, I saw a very beautiful flower." Cecia looked deeply at the Duke, and walked around the desk lightly to approach him. The Duke remained calm, touched the dagger on his waist with his fingertips, and Get ready for trouble.

"I was stunned when I saw it, because..." Cecilia squatted down gently, and took out her left hand, "It reminds me of you, your cold and fierce beauty."

"What... what?" The Duke stopped his movements in a daze, and his eyes fell on Cecia's left hand, which was holding a flower in her slender hand.

It was a blue rose, the blue petals wrapped around the stamen, like the waves of the sea tightly packed together, and like the most luxurious velvet dance dress layered on top of each other, the velvet petals revealed a hint of beauty. Purple, it blooms so enthusiastically, but the blue hides this intensity, and even makes people think it is cold and arrogant.

Another soft and cold palm touched the Duke's cheek, and Cecia looked up at the Duke gently, with careful flattery and joy

"Did you like it?"