Murong Lie returned to the castle, wearing a neat gray velvet suit. The majestic-looking butler hurriedly greeted him when he saw him: "Master, you are back."
In fact, Murong Lie still didn't have a good impression of everyone in Edson Castle. He glanced at the manager indifferently and nodded impatiently.
The steward didn't take it seriously at all. He was extremely obedient and loved the young master in front of him who was about to become the next generation of Earl Edson, because he had the Earl's blood flowing in his body!
On the day when Murong Lie and the Count's father and son killed each other, although the scene was extremely tragic, it further confirmed this point.
The steward glanced at Murong Lie with admiration, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Master, the count is waiting for you in the study. He asked you to go to the study to meet him as soon as you come back."
Murong Lie said calmly: "I'm very tired and don't want to see anyone."
Just like Song Ruqiao and Qi Ruosang, Murong Lie once called the earl "Father" when the earl was mad. When the earl's blood flowed backwards and fainted due to excessive stimulation of his body's strength, he also called him "Father".
But after the matter was over, Murong Lie chose to avoid seeing him.
It's like trying to escape.
The steward was stunned for a moment, and saw that Murong Lie had turned around and climbed up the spiral staircase, and quickly said behind him: "Young Master, the earl said that it is about Miss Tong'er."
Murong Lie paused as he stepped onto the stairs, then let out a mocking chuckle: "He really understands me!"
After saying that, he put his hand on the handrail and walked up.
The steward looked at his back and breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that the young master will go to see the earl.
Murong Lie went up to the second floor, walked through the long corridor, and came to the door of the study. He pushed the door open and entered directly without knocking.
The earl was sitting by the window, his tall and straight body trembling slightly, as if an old injury on his back had broken out. The golden sunshine shone on his handsome face, and under his golden and voluptuous hair, his face was because of the recent battle with him.
Murong Lie was still injured in that battle, and his color was even more bluish-white, as if there was coldness in his bones.
Murong Lie's black gem-like eyes met his, and his eyes moved to his blue-white vampire-like complexion. His eyes suddenly dimmed slightly, and then returned to his normal complexion.
"You called me, what's the matter?" he asked calmly.
The earl looked at him with a pair of blue eyes that were half the size of sea water: "How is Tong'er?"
Murong Lie's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and finally he said: "She's fine."
The earl looked at him: "Do you still suspect that I have ulterior motives for her?"
Murong Lie didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.
The earl shook his head and sat down on the chair again.
He sat under the window with his back to the light. So much sunlight suddenly entered the dark study room that had not been opened for ten thousand years. The earl seemed to squint his eyes, and then said: "If I say, I hope to see you get married as soon as possible,
Will you stop holding a grudge against me?"
Murong Lie was startled, and then heard the count say slowly: "As far as I know, Tong'er's birthday is coming soon, and it will be on the 22nd next week. On the 20th, I will do it in front of everyone
I will hand you the earl's palm print and the queen's letter of appointment. Then you will get married on Tong'er's birthday."
After Murong Lie was startled, he said coldly: "You really care about Tong'er. You know exactly when her birthday is."
The earl frowned: "So you don't believe that I don't mean that to her?"
Murong Lieren stood up straight, his handsome face was hard and without any warmth. He said coldly: "I only know that it is always right to put her as far away from you as possible."
Lord Earl's jaw muscles twitched, and he suddenly said: "At that time... didn't you call me father?"
His voice lowered, and this unprecedented tone was actually a sign of weakness.
"I have never forgiven you." Murong Lie said coldly, "Don't make a mistake." The earl squinted his eyes and looked at him deeply, but suddenly raised his head and smiled.
He stood up. Standing against the light, he seemed to be covered in a layer of golden light. The indescribable light was overwhelming and arrogant.
"That's good, I don't need anyone's forgiveness." He said proudly. After all, he was the noble and arrogant Earl, and all the sharpness returned to his eyes. "I have never said anything about what I have done.
Won’t regret it!”
"You!" Murong Lie couldn't help but take a step forward and clenched his fist tightly. He looked hard at the Earl's face without a trace of regret and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "For me
Mother, have you never felt guilty?!"
The earl raised his chin slightly, his handsome face full of arrogance and a hint of ridicule.
"My son, if it were you, you would definitely not do this, would you?"
Murong Lie almost blurted out: "When..."
He suddenly stopped talking, and his tightly clenched fists unknowingly unclenched.
Lord Earl's handsome but cold blue-white face added a touch of ridicule: "Don't think that I don't know everything about you and Tong'er. How did Tong'er follow you?"
Murong Lie suddenly lost the anger on his face, and instead narrowed his eyes, looked at his father inscrutably, and said coldly: "Are you investigating me?"
The earl did not answer, he just smiled mockingly: "What? You can't answer it?"
The corner of Murong Lie's mouth twitched, he tightened his thin lips, and then gave the earl a fierce look: "I am different from you! My mother has never loved you, but Tong'er is different, she also loves you
I. We are going to get married, which is completely different from you!"
The earl just still raised his chin, and there was a hint of sharpness in his sharp blue eyes: "What if she doesn't love you? What will you do?"
Murong Lie sneered: "How is that possible?"
The Earl looked at him, Murong Lie pursed his lips and said coldly: "Okay, even if I forced her at first, she still loves me now. I am sincere to her, and she has forgiven me,
She and I are completely different from you and my mother."
The earl laughed and said, "I hope so."
Murong Liehan said with a face: "What do you mean?"
"In fact, you have always been insecure. You have always felt in your heart that you will never get happiness. Even if she comes in front of you, you still don't believe it. You just want to catch her with all your strength...Am I right?" Lord Earl said coldly.
Looking at him, "Actually, you have never had confidence in yourself, have you?"
Murong Lie sneered: "I would have no confidence in myself? Ridiculous..."
His sneer was suddenly interrupted by the Earl.
The earl looked at him with almost a hint of sadness in his blue eyes: "You saw what you saw when you were a child. In fact, you haven't forgotten it, right?"
Murong Lie's face suddenly turned ugly: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"You know what I'm talking about," the Earl said, "You don't even dare to tell Tong'er this secret and have been hiding it, right?"
Murong Lie's face became more and more ugly: "I have no idea what you are talking about! Are you drunk too much and talking nonsense?"
The earl was not angry at his disobedience and unpleasant words. He just looked at him sadly with a trace of pity as a father: "You remember, you always remember, what you overheard at that time..."
Murong Lie suddenly became angry.
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
He roared angrily. "Tong'er and I will be very happy. I love her and she loves me. Don't think those words you say will sway me. I'm different from you!"
With that said, he turned around and strode away. The carved door to the study opened and closed heavily with a loud bang.
The earl stood in the sun, squinting his eyes, looking at the door of the study as if in a trance. After a long time, he showed an expression other than indifference and arrogance.
He seemed very tired, and slowly sat on the chair, holding his forehead with one hand.
His golden hair was as dazzling as gold in the sunlight, but his face turned pale and pale like a vampire, without a trace of blood.
"I also hope that the curse is fake..."
he murmured.
"If it's fake..."
He suddenly stopped talking and tightened his lips, and his stiff back trembled violently as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.
**Murong Lie strode out, his whole body burning with anger.
He left Edson Castle angrily and drove his car all the way to the beach.
However, when he arrived at the beach, he did not get out of the car, but turned his head and stared at the sea.
The lilies on the beach rolled up as high as a person, stirred up with a "swish" sound, and then fell down again, the white water splashing against the black rocks.
The sun shines on the turquoise sea, and the waves are sparkling and golden, which is really beautiful.
However, Murong Lie obviously did not come to see the sea at all.
His jaw tightened, and his slender fingers clenched the black steering wheel, so hard that his knuckles turned white.
Unpredictable expressions passed through his dark eyes. Finally, he raised his hand and slammed it on the steering wheel.
His palm was red from being hit, but he didn't seem to notice it. He frowned and suddenly started the car, and the black convertible returned along the way it came.
Back at Edson Castle, the steward greeted him with a smile as soon as he saw him: "Young Master..."
But Murong Lie's face was tense and he pushed him away with one hand.
Striding towards the basement of the castle, Murong Lie turned a deaf ear to the manager's voice calling her.
It wasn't until he walked into the basement entrance based on his childhood memories and felt that the long passage was dark and cold, and there was a chilling gloominess in the endless darkness, that he slowly slowed down.