The weather was good that day. The warm wind blew away the damp and cold air.
In the garden of Edson Castle, the sun shines on the flower branches, and the mottled flower shadows sway on people's faces. The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which is very fresh and delicious.
Several maids standing in front of the flower garden were wearing black and white maid uniforms. They were helping the gardener prune the flower branches with huge flower shears, while chatting and laughing with the young and strong gardener with a red face.
Although this gardener is not very handsome, he is tall and strong, has a beard, and is full of male hormones. In this deep castle, he is the favorite of many lonely maids.
Of course, a person like the young master is perfect. Although the young master is only the illegitimate son of the earl, he is the next designated heir to the earl title, and he is so handsome that even a woman would be attracted to him - but it is too high and out of reach.
, you can only look up and not have any delusions, not to mention that he has a fiancée from the East who is said to be capable of witchcraft and deception. That girl is not an ordinary person.
Ah, by the way, the assistants around the young master are also very polite and nice, but they come and go in a hurry, so they have no chance to show their courtesy to him.
Therefore, gardeners who are relatively close and have similar identities have a common language.
The maids gathered around the gardener who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and showed off his well-developed chest muscles. They were chatting, but they couldn't help but wink at the gardener one by one, hoping to let the gardener see what they meant to him.
.And the gardener is not blind, but there are so many maids in the castle. He is happy to enjoy the various looks from these little maids, so that he can stay with the feeling of being chased for a while longer.
The gardener surrounded by these maids was instructing them on how to prune the flower branches, while pretending to be chatting and laughing, showing off his charming personality.
It feels good to be surrounded by women! It’s even better to be a heartthrob! He snickered proudly in his heart.
However, suddenly his bearded face became stiff, and with a "pop", the silver and heavy flower scissors fell from his hand in panic.
"What's wrong? You can't even hold the flower scissors steady?" A maid said coyly, grabbing her ponytail and twirling her head, thinking that the perfume she sprayed today must be so charming that even the gardener was fascinated by her.
I can't even hold it steady when cutting.
Normally, her pretentious behavior would have attracted ridicule and siege from the other maids, but strangely, not only did they collectively fall silent at this time, but like the gardener, their faces that were joking suddenly became so stiff that they
Like stones.
"What's wrong with you?" The maid asked them strangely, grabbing her ponytail for no apparent reason, but when she saw them blinking at her with stiff faces, she rolled her eyes, "What are you doing? Your eyes are cramped.
Huh? Someone slapped you in the face?"
The other maids were all vomiting blood in their hearts and were speechless to this idiot and nymphomaniac maid. Fortunately, although this little nymphomaniac was not very smart, he finally turned around curiously and looked behind him after they all fell silent.
Suddenly, her eyes widened and her mouth opened so wide that she could stuff an ostrich egg!
"Ma...Master Mark..."
She tremblingly called to the person walking in front of them, but her legs were weak and she almost fell to her knees.
Master Mark's handsome face showed a little smile in the sunshine, but the smile and warmth never reached his eyes at all, only staying on his thin lips.
"Why? So many people are pruning flower beds?" he laughed.
This seemed like an insignificant casual question, but all these maids were so frightened that they all trembled, and then they all murmured: "I, I'm going to sweep the floor." "I, I remembered,
The steward asked me to change the curtains." "And me, the golden candlesticks should be wiped." "I should go and organize the bookcases, otherwise the steward's wife will scold me..."
The maids who had just been surrounding the gardener with all kinds of flirtatious looks and flirtations instantly dispersed and ran away without a trace, leaving only one gardener who stayed where he was and couldn't go anywhere.
It's not that he doesn't want to run, it's that the garden is where his position is and he can run wherever he wants.
The corner of his mouth twitched as he watched Master Mark walk towards him step by step. The energy he had just now to show all kinds of boldness, all kinds of coolness, all kinds of charming people in front of the girls all disappeared.
His legs were shaking, shaking, shaking, but he seemed unable to move.
Seeing Master Mark walking up to him, raising his hand, he suddenly screamed: "Master Mark, don't kill me, I, I didn't say anything bad about you!"
However, Master Mark just raised his hand, bent down and picked up the huge pair of silver and heavy flower scissors from the grass, and then put it in front of him.
The gardener was tall and strong, and his well-developed chest muscles could be seen through his short-sleeved shirt. He was absolutely powerful. However, when he passively and numbly took the flower scissors handed over by Master Mark, his two thickly hairy breasts
His thick hands were shaking constantly, as exaggeratedly as sifting chaff, and there were beads of sweat all over his forehead.
With his eyes wide open, he couldn't even speak.
Master Mark smiled at him, then raised his hand and patted his arm, turned around and left.
It wasn't until his back disappeared that the figure of the gardener holding the flower scissors swayed, and he knelt down on the lawn with a "thud", his legs too weak to lift.
Wiping the sweat from his head, the gardener murmured: "What do you think, Lord Count? Why do you let such a terrible murderous demon come back to the castle?"
Thinking of the hand he had just slapped on his arm, he felt goosebumps again. He raised his hand frantically and rubbed the skin of his arm, almost peeling off a layer of the skin.
——He was also there when the body of the little maid was found from the rockery in the back garden. At that time, he had just arrived at the castle and was only more than ten years old.
When the body was taken out, everyone vomited.
And he is one of them.
He would never forget the scene of his being disembowelled and his face so badly damaged that he could not see what he looked like in life.
Even a strong man like him had nightmares for a whole year.
Master Mark did not bring his entourage today, and his confidants probably did something bad because of him. Everyone who saw him in the castle and fled in panic thought so.
As he walked in the castle, wherever he went, the wind was blowing away the fallen leaves. Anyone who saw him would become a beast in a second, and he looked like he only hated his parents for giving him two legs.
appearance.
But Master Mark didn't seem to be surprised by this situation. On his handsome face that seemed to be smiling, a pair of blue eyes were actually so cold and devoid of any warmth or emotion. In fact, these concepts were not at all
It didn't come into his eyes.
Or maybe, he is brewing a bigger conspiracy.
If this conspiracy succeeds and Edson Castle falls into his hands, those who dare to disrespect him today will not end well.
He walked to a place with running water in the back garden and stopped. The tall and dense flower trees blocked his figure. He was completely in the shadow of the flower trees. No one saw that his face suddenly became extremely cold.
A ferocious expression.
Not far away, the sound of two people talking came from the place blocked by flower branches.
"little things……"
"Who is your little one? Go away and leave me alone."
"Tong'er."
"Who is your name? Do I know you?"
The conversation between a man and a woman was between Ning Tong'er, who was having a temper, and Murong Lie, who wanted to make peace.
"Tong'er," Murong Lie said with a terrible headache, "Isn't it okay that I was wrong? Are you just going to ignore me all the time?"
Ning Tong'er glanced at him with disdain. Although she secretly looked at his window every night to see if he had fallen asleep early, she wanted to show her displeasure now!
Make you disrespect others, make you distrust me, make you mean to me!
Ning Tong'er raised her chin arrogantly and turned her head disdainfully: "Tch!"
This simple word fully demonstrates what it means to be concise and concise.
Murong Lie's self-esteem was greatly hurt. It should be said that he had been greatly hurt during this period - Ning Tong'er had ignored him for many days!
Please imagine how a person who cannot bear to leave his wife and his side for a day spends these days and nights.
He couldn't bear it anymore. If it weren't for that dead old man Count who kept getting in the way, he would have sued for peace with Ning Tong'er long ago.
Still waiting until today?
He grabbed Ning Tong'er's arm and refused to let her go.
"Isn't it okay that my husband was wrong? Are you really not going to forgive me?"
Ning Tong'er was grabbed by his arm, turned her head and looked at him with disdain with her big eyes: "Humph!"
There is only one word again, this time it is more concise and to the point.
Murong Lie immediately hugged her waist and was as shameless as Niubi Tang: "Tong'er, wife, please forgive your husband this time! I will never lose my temper with you in the future!"
Ning Tong'er rolled her eyes at this slanderous and shameless man, her arrogant little face still looked disdainful, and she tried to break away from his arms.
"Let me go! You think I'm three years old. I'll hit you with a stick and give you a sweet date. Get out of here!"
You bastard, Tong'er can also curse people, and she even curses them loudly.
If Qi Ruosang were here, he would definitely be amazed.
Murong Lie felt uncomfortable. How could he? Didn't he apologize? Is it that serious? Besides, wasn't it because he cared about her so much that he was cruel to her?
"Tong'er, are you so partial to that old man that you don't even want your husband?"
His words made Ning Tong'er even more angry.
She raised her hand and knocked down the big hand he extended: "What do you mean by leaning towards that old man? Is this an apology?"