In the next few days, he painted more than a dozen identical portraits.
Bonnie said that her fiancé was working in Dark City. So Werther asked Wile and Ivan to post the portrait in Dark City, and wrote under the portrait that if there were clues, he would be rewarded with ten silver coins to two
gold.
"I have finally completed this mission and I am a little reluctant to leave this castle." The painter stroked the wall and said to Werther.
"You can come back if you have the opportunity in the future." Werther said with a smile, "Also, Cath took some bread from the workshop. You can take this bread back."
"Thank you, Your Highness." The painter got on the carriage with a large bag of new varieties of bread, and was sent back to his home by Werther.
The carriage slowly stopped in front of a large luxurious house in Nightstone Town. Werther looked to the side of the road, carefully looked at the beautiful orange house, and asked: "Mr. Painter, is this your home?"
The painter opened the car curtains, looked ahead in surprise, and said, "Yes, I'm home~ Your Highness, I'm so touched that as a lord, you took the initiative to send me back."
As he said that, his face turned red again and he lowered his head slightly. His shy look looked more like Shaq's. Witt couldn't help but suspect that he was pretending to be a man, so he wanted to ask now, but he didn't know how to ask.
.
In the end, Werther just said: "You can't ride a horse or drive a car. Among the people in the castle who can drive, I am the only one who has free time, so of course I will see you off."
"Thank you for your free time. I hope you will give it to me next time because you want to give it to me." He hugged the bread in his arms tightly and smiled shyly.
Werther hurriedly got out of the car, opened the door for him, and said with a smile: "See you later~"
"Don't you come and sit at my house? I am sincerely inviting you. If you are willing to come in, I will be even happier when eating these breads." He mustered up the courage, raised his head, and his purple eyes glowed.
With a deep but moving light.
"Invite me?" Werther opened his eyes in slight surprise, and the hair on his forehead trembled. "I really want to be a guest, but as a lord, there are many other things to do."
At this time, the other party's face suddenly became disappointed, and the fingers of the two hands holding the bread kept intertwining, looking like a disappointed girl.
"Your Highness, I..." His voice suddenly changed, it was the voice of a girl, "I really want you to come to my house, because I feel really happy being with you, and I don't want this happiness to disappear."
Could this voice really be that of a girl? Werther was startled and thought that he must have had a last resort to disguise himself as a man. He couldn't bear to refuse him, so he smiled and said: "There is still time today, why don't I do it?"
go in."
The painter's mouth opened to both sides, looking extremely excited, with a shy blush on his cheeks.
"Can you agree? I'm really excited." He held his hand happily, "Come in with me quickly. There are no housekeepers or servants in my house. Only my grandfather and I live there. Such a big house is empty.
, makes me very lonely, it would be nice if you could come to my place more often."
As soon as they walked to the door of the house, they saw the old painter standing next to the door frame.
The old painter was leaning on a cane and looking at Werther sharply.
"Grandpa, this is the lord of Daybreak Town. I have been painting in his castle these days, and he also asked someone to tell you." The painter said excitedly, "He is a good man, and he takes good care of me. I
I want him to come to our house as a guest."
However, the old painter
His expression seemed very unhappy, and he said word by word: "How many times have I told you not to have too much contact with the royal family, but I didn't expect you to follow him to his castle privately and help him paint.
Have you turned a deaf ear to my words?"
"Didn't I let someone tell you?"
"But you followed him to the castle without saying anything at first. This is really too much!" The old painter smashed his cane on the ground several times, his face looking very ugly.
Only now did Werther understand that the painter had not asked for his grandfather's consent from the beginning. After his grandfather rejected Wile, he secretly followed Wile to the castle and completed the painting task without telling his grandfather.
"Old sir, this is none of his business." Werther stood up, "I asked my servant to find the painter. He only painted in my castle for a few days in order to help me solve my difficulties. Please don't blame him.
"
The old painter looked at Witte, his eyes sharper than before, seemingly cautious, and his voice slightly angry: "You must be His Highness the Lord of Daybreak Town. Please go back quickly and don't disturb the quiet life of our ancestors and grandchildren."
"I will go back, but please don't take your anger out on your grandson. He is a kind child."
"My grandson is indeed kind and pure, and he trusts everyone. I can't let him have contact with any nobles, especially someone with royal blood like you."
The old painter angrily grabbed his grandson's wrist and pulled him into the gate as hard as he could.
The young man looked back anxiously, his eyes sparkling like stars, and said eagerly to Werther: "I can't let you come to my house today. If I have a chance in the future, I will go out to find you. We will definitely meet again."
When he said these words, his voice was gentle and his words seemed to be full of affection, clearly speaking in the tone of a girl.
Werther seemed to understand what he meant, and could not respond for a moment, so he just smiled and watched him being led into the house by the old painter.
As the door closed, Werther reluctantly walked to the carriage and drove to Daybreak Town.
On the other side, Earl Marton, who is temporarily living in Daybreak Town, just received a reply from Duke Dak today. It said: I know these things. Aglis will be angry with me sooner or later. I will just pretend that I don’t have this daughter.
, you should find a way to get rid of the eldest prince as soon as possible, and don't worry about other people, even if it means using Alice's life.
After receiving this letter, Earl Macdonald thought of another way. This time, he decided to take advantage of Lady Agnes. Anyway, the Duke no longer had any expectations for her.
After discussing with Noli for a long time, they finally figured out a way to frame Werther. They planned to have Mrs. Agnes drink poison in Werther's castle to frame Werther for murdering the nobles.
"Noli, do you still have poison there?"
"Of course, I have it. I wonder which one you want."
"If it has no color and taste, I will add it to the drink secretly and let my cousin drink it without her noticing. If she knew in advance that I had poisoned her, she would definitely not drink it."
"I have such poison in my hand, but the poison in my hand is very strong and may kill Mrs. Alice."
Earl Martoner said with determination: "Then let her die. The lives of my uncle and I are more important. I want to get rid of the eldest prince as soon as possible."
After hearing this, Noli couldn't help being surprised, and even frightened by Earl Marton's words. How could there be such a cruel person who could kill his relatives.
"Yes, Your Highness, I will prepare the poison now."
"quick
Come on, we need to do it quickly."
Earl Marton still had some concerns. After all, Agnes was his cousin who had watched him grow up. Would this be too much?
Just as he was thinking about this in front of the stove, Mrs. Agnes came to him again and said in a very unhappy tone: "How long will you stay in my house?"
"Cousin, you're angry again." He seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't want to say too much or look at her angry face, so he continued to look at the flames in the fireplace.
"I said, are the flames more beautiful than me? Can you listen to me carefully? You have been living in my house for several days, using my gold coins and eating my food. When can you come back?
To your own castle."
It's okay if she didn't say anything. But when she said this, Earl Marton became even more angry.
"Cousin, your father took a lot of money and things from me. I have only lived in your house for a few days and spent only a little money. Are you a little too stingy with me?"
"Cousin, you are so heartless when you talk like this. My father took money and things from you, what does it have to do with me? You live here with me, at least give me some gold coins."
"No!" Earl Macdonald held the cup and continued to drink coffee leisurely.
"Humph, I know you are a heartless child. I have to go to the store now. If I don't make some money, the gold coins in my hand will be spent soon."
She put on her cloak and was about to go out, when suddenly Earl Macdonald stopped her.
"Wait, cousin, now I have an idea."
"Any idea of helping me make money?" Mrs. Agnes suddenly became interested.
"No, it's an idea to frame the eldest prince."
"It's him again." Mrs. Agnes rolled her eyes at Earl Marton, "Are you sure you can get rid of him this time? Also, I won't let you succeed. It's my mission to get rid of the eldest prince.
.”
Earl Marton knew that she would say this, and he also knew that she would try her best to thwart him, so he lied: "Don't worry, if it succeeds this time, it will be your credit."
Mrs. Agnes was very happy after hearing this. She said: "Of course this is good, but I don't really believe you. You can obviously go to my father to take credit, why do you want to give it to me?"
Earl Marton put down his tea cup and smiled: "Actually, I don't care what my uncle thinks of me, and I don't want to take credit in front of him. My goal now is just to get rid of the eldest prince. As you know, if the eldest prince is not eliminated for a day,
My danger will also increase. As long as you don't hinder me and help me appropriately, I will take the credit on your head."
After hearing this suggestion, Mrs. Agnes said happily: "Then it's settled, I'll help you get rid of the eldest prince, and you will give me the credit. But when do you plan to do it?"
"Just today, the sooner the better." Earl Marton's eyes were very sinister, "The longer the time goes on, the more dangerous it will be for my uncle and I."
"Well, I won't go to the store today. What do you want me to do to help you?" Mrs. Agnes seemed to be looking forward to it. She was too eager to get rid of the eldest prince and make merit in front of her father. She wanted to
Take advantage of this opportunity.
"You don't need to know now, just follow me. I will tell you how to do it when the time comes." Earl Macdonald showed a hypocritical smile, "As long as this is successful, the credit will be yours, cousin."
"Great, I can't wait any longer. Let's set off quickly." Mrs. Agnes looked for Noli and said, "Noli, hurry up and drive and take us to the eldest prince's castle!"