But the lights in Edson Castle were still bright, and every maid and servant stayed in their place honestly, not even daring to move or make a fuss.
Miss Rose sneered inwardly after hearing the maid's words, but she still pretended to have just woken up and got up from the bed, then followed the maid's lead to the study.
It was the study again, and Miss Rose was secretly feeling a little scared. She was not afraid of anyone, but she was only afraid of the oil paintings of her former Earl Edson hanging in the study.
She always felt as if Earl Edson's eyes were looking at her.
Miss Rose entered the study, only to find that there was no light on in the study. In the darkness, someone could be seen faintly through the light of the window, standing there.
She was full of possessiveness towards Murong Lie, and she immediately recognized the man standing with his back to her as Murong Lie.
Miss Rose took a step forward, then pretended to be infinitely tender and held up the chair: "Oh, Lord Earl, why don't you turn on the light! You can't see at all, and it's going to break!"
She reached out to turn on the light, but she heard Murong Lie's faint voice coming from the other side: "Rose, do you know what happened today?"
Miss Rose let out a vicious sneer in her heart, but she pretended to be puzzled: "What's the matter? Lord Earl? Is there something that others don't know? Tell them quickly! What's wrong with you?
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She said in a very nervous tone: "Earl, please let me see quickly, are you okay?"
Murong Lie turned around, his voice was calm and calm in the darkness.
"Someone jumped from the window next to me, did you know?"
How could Miss Rose not know? The corners of her mouth raised a vicious arc in the darkness, but her voice was very confusing: "Ah? Is it the lady wearing the mask?"
Murong Lie said nothing.
The vicious curve at the corner of Miss Rose's mouth deepened, and her eyes flashed with pride, but her voice was still as delicate and puzzled as ever, as if she didn't understand what was happening at all.
"Oh, God, may God bless this poor child!" Her pretty face seemed to be full of sadness and sympathy, "My lord, does she hate you so much? She tried her best to escape last time, but this time
And simply fight to the death? Sir Earl, how is this poor child doing now?"
Murong Lie said lightly: "Do you really want to know? It seems that you care about her."
The curve of Miss Rose's mouth froze for a moment, and then she said very tenderly: "Earl, you know, I have always cared about you. As long as it is related to you, I am very concerned and concerned about it. It is all for
You!"
As she spoke, her voice rose slightly: "I don't know which poor lady is now...oh, may God bless her!"
As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly.
However, in the darkness, she felt that from an angle that Murong Lie could not see, the corners of her mouth that were blocked by her praying hands were raising more viciously, revealing a gloating smile - of course she knew what the result would be!
Together with her maid, she covered that damn bitch's face with a pillow.
The damn bitch is really going to die this time.
She personally tested the woman's breath and stopped only when there was no breath left at all.
Then, she pushed this bitch out of the window with her own hands. Huh, it's a pity that she was only on the second floor and couldn't see her fall to pieces. What a pity.
But how can the second floor of a majestic castle be compared to the second floor of an ordinary high-rise building? The height alone is beyond the reach of ordinary buildings. If you fall from this height, which is equivalent to the third or fourth floor of an ordinary building, anyone who is fine will be killed.
A person who was crippled by a fall, let alone someone who had already been beaten to death by her own hand with a pillow?
Miss Rose laughed happily in her heart: If this bitch doesn't die, that would be weird!
No matter what kind of grievances she had with the count before, all the count can see now is just a corpse.
Haha, Miss Rose seems to have seen the scene of herself wearing a wedding dress and marrying the earl before her eyes. That scene must be particularly glorious and enviable to others. The entire British upper class will come to attend their wedding...
Miss Rose was having a sweet dream when she heard Murong Lie's faint voice saying: "Rose, was it you who killed her?"
Miss Rose's pretty face suddenly froze!
The corner of her mouth twitched, and she raised her head to look at Murong Lie's eyes, which were shining with the luster of black gemstones in the darkness - there was already a slight change in them, there was a ray of red light like ink dripping into the water,
It rippled and kept turning.
Miss Rose has also seen people with strong winds and turbulence, but for some reason, in front of the Earl who seemed very indifferent, she suddenly felt a terrible chill down her spine, as if there was something dark in the entire study.
The breath was surging, as if it would pounce on her at any moment and swallow her whole.
"Earl... are you kidding me..." Miss Rose pretended to be surprised, but her pretty face was already somewhat unnaturally distorted. It was not because of any guilt. People like her were used to seeing the world.
She doesn't feel guilty because of this thing, she is scared, inexplicably scared.
For the first time, she discovered that the count she thought was worthy of her was actually far from what she imagined.
Maybe he was much scarier than she imagined.
"She was not breathing before she fell from the window, right?"
Murong Lie's voice was still very light, very light, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him and that he didn't care about.
Miss Rose secretly took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and pretending not to know anything. Anyway, the Earl must have no evidence, right?
Yes, he must know nothing, he is just deceiving her!
"Lord Earl, I..."
She wanted to act delicate and innocent, but suddenly there was a gust of wind in front of her eyes and a black shadow, and Murong Lie's whole body actually came directly in front of her.
Miss Rose's eyes opened wider and wider, and she saw Murong Lie looking at her indifferently, but the red light in those eyes was spreading rapidly, and then suddenly - **Murong Lie walked out of the room, his black windbreaker
The hem of his clothes was fluttering slightly, and his face seemed to be frozen.
The hem of his windbreaker floated across the corridor, and the doctor stood there at the end of the long corridor. When he saw him coming, he bent slightly towards him.
The doctor's expression was very sad: "Your Majesty the Earl."
Murong Lie looked at him indifferently.
"Lord Earl, we tried our best. Although Miss Tong'er did not really die completely when they threw her from upstairs, her brain nerves were severely damaged due to long-term hypoxia and suffocation..."
Murong Lie looked at him expressionlessly. The doctor opened and closed his mouth and said a lot.
Many professional terms came out of his mouth, his face was so sad, and at the same time he was full of guilt for Murong Lie.
Oh, what is he apologizing for?
Murong Lie actually laughed a little, maybe he really thought it was funny.
When the doctor saw his smile, he knew that Murong Lie really couldn't accept this fact - it might be better if he got angry, angry, and cursed now.
But the way he looks is really disturbing.
"Can't you tell me the result in one sentence?" Murong Lie suddenly interrupted the doctor and said calmly.
The doctor was startled for a moment and looked at Murong Lie nervously.
"Master... no, count..."
Murong Lie laughed again, and the worry on the doctor's face deepened.
"Did you think what would happen to me?" Murong Lie laughed.
The doctor opened his mouth again and again, and finally whispered: "Miss Tong'er has become a vegetative state."
Murong Lie glanced at him and said nothing. The hem of his black windbreaker brushed against the doctor, and he walked straight into the room.
"Master..."
The doctor was behind him and wanted to stop him, but he couldn't say anything.
The worst outcome has already happened, and there is no use saying anything now.
Murong Lie walked to Ning Tong'er's room, and she lay on the bed, quietly, quietly.
Murong Lie sat beside her bed, covering his face with his hands folded. He didn't say a word for a long, long time.
Wearing a black trench coat, he turned into a statue in the darkness.
As for Ning Tong'er, who was lying quietly next to him, her clothes were still, her eyelashes were still, and even her breathing seemed to be still.
Only the slow heartbeat can make people understand that this is a living person with vital signs.
After a long, long time, Murong Lie put down his hand and turned his head to look at Ning Tong'er in the darkness.
She was motionless.
Maybe, she will never wake up again.
Maybe, she would never open her eyes again and call him "Murong Lie" again.
Whether it was "I love you" that she had lied to him about before, or "I hate you" that was filled with tears, she would never say it to him again.
Murong Lie looked at her for a long time.
Suddenly, he laughed.
And he couldn't stop laughing, his shoulders kept shaking, and he laughed so much that tears flowed out.
The cold, salty liquid just flowed from the corner of his eyes without even him noticing.
"That's good, isn't it?" He kept smiling, "Tong'er, isn't this the best ending? From now on, we will never talk about the past again, and you will never try your best to
If you run away, you can only stay by my side. Can't you?"
His fingers held her cheek, and her soft skin was as cold as snow under his palms. Murong Lie slowly lowered his head.
Gently, gently, he pressed his lips to hers.
Even the lips were so cold and without a trace of blood.
Murong Lie captured her lips and kissed her repeatedly.
His eyes were closed tightly, and when he kissed her, something flowed from his eyes and fell on her face.