His fingers were pale but firm, and the sword slowly pulled out his clothes.

The blood all over his body seemed to flow in this place, and his heartbeat calmed down strangely, as if he was waiting for a miracle of happiness that he had finally prayed for.

"Please---pierce my heart."

Seeing that his master was frozen like a statue and had no next move, Xavier's hand simply covered the young master's cold hand at the moment, increasing his strength bit by bit, guiding him to poke straight towards the bright red heart.

Kou Qiu finally reacted, and increased his strength in shock and anger, pulled out the sword in his hand and threw it away, "What are you doing!"

His hands were trembling, trembling and pulling off the young man's clothes, and checking anxiously, "Are you injured? You, you..."

A layer of skin was broken in Xavier's chest, and blood was faintly oozing. Kou Qiu's fingers slowly stroked his wound, and the emotions in his eyes were deposited like dark clouds.

I feel distressed and at a loss.

"You know how precious life is, do you know!" After a long time, he said in a dry voice, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his tight throat, "You, if you really die..."

He didn't even dare to guess this possibility.

Xavier was clearly injured, but he could not feel any pain at all. His silver-gray eyes just stared at his little master in a daze and whispered: "You don't want me to die."

"That's right!" Kou Qiu was so angry, "Who allows you to die like this?"

"But if you don't want me to die, the thought I embraced you will never fade away," the young man's eyes looked at him without any hesitation. The dark flames with strange temperatures were lit inside. Kou Qiu just looked at him and felt that his soul was burning with the other party, making him tremble. "I dream of embracing you and kissing you every night. Touch your deepest place, spreading your legs, and crying—"

The room suddenly became quiet. Kou Qiu looked at him and couldn't believe what he had just heard.

How could this be like what a loyal servant said?

The system boy was also very anxious and said repeatedly: [What did your father say, what did you just say?]

Why was it blocked suddenly?

What kind of discordant content is there?

"As long as I survive in this world for a day," said the young man, "I will not be able to control myself and dream of smearing everything on your body. Even so, don't you want me to die under your sword?"

His master trembled all over, and the water in his clear eyes seemed to be wrinkled by the wind, and could be swept out with just one swing. But even so, he still did not pick up the short sword.

This is to some extent, even a kind of acquiescence.

The color in Xavier's eyes suddenly became deeper a few degrees, and after a long time, he said, "I understand."

no......

Old Cadre Kou was still a little stunned, and then he heard his servant chuckling, and his voice was a little dull, as if someone was lit up a fire in his throat, "You don't hate it."

Xavier lowered his head again and imprinted his lips solemnly on the boy's hands hanging beside the bed.

His breathing was sprayed on the back of Kou Qiu's hand, and even after he left, he left a few hot spots.

It seemed to be burned into the blood vessels.

Kou Qiu shivered suddenly, looking at the back of the other party standing up to prepare medicine, and inexplicably saw a little joy from it. He sat on the bed, and was still not following the other party's brain circuit. [What did he understand?]

Why did he suddenly leave like a wolf dog who had finally seen a bone?

The system boy didn't say anything, and after a while, he said: [I understand too. The passage just now translated, which is probably what it means: Unless you stab me to death now, I will definitely do it-you.]

Kou Qiu:【......】

What a hell do you think is this?

The system boy vomited smoke and said deeply: [Dad and husband are really smarter.]

This is obviously a bully of the socialist successor.

Kou Qiu lay down for a while and then made a conclusion: [The naughty child is getting more and more needy to deal with it.]

The system expressed its incredibleness with a series of exclamation marks.

Where did the naughty kid come from?

Isn’t it just that you, the bear parents, are used to?

The sky in this country always seems to be dark. The morning mist that can never dissipate is swept at the top of the bushes, and the dark green and dark green are merged into a piece. Viscount Helun takes steps in the grass that is shaken by the wind, and the tops of the grass leaves rub against his calves.

Walking beside him was the daughter of an earl's family.

The daughter wore a feather-inlaid gauze hat, and her face hidden under this veil cannot be said to be beautiful. Her eyebrows, eyes, and lips are all light, but they are spliced ​​together, but there is a strange, calm beauty, and a peaceful beauty that makes people feel calm. She is not gorgeous, but just a dot of ink dripping on plain paper, revealing the fragrance of books.

Viscount Heron used his cane to push away the grass and talked to her. When he turned his head, he could see the lady's glittering eyes.

Love has given her a stronger glory.

"Maybe my father has told you," she followed the man, but Yu Guang didn't dare to glance at him at all, as if she could not control her heartbeat at all, "He is willing to discuss marriage with you, and hopes that you can come to meet my other family members."

Helun chuckled softly and said, "That's natural."

He lowered his head slightly, and his lips briefly touched the back of the earl's daughter's fair hand.

Just a touch.

The lady stood there blushing and biting her lip, but suddenly she heard the screams of her mother not far away.

"Sonia!"

So she hurriedly picked up the hem of her skirt, remembered something, and saluted dignifiedly, "See you tomorrow."

Helun stood in place and stared at her, and she ran towards the distance with irrepressible joy. The noble lady wiped the sweat beads from her forehead with a handkerchief and blamed her: "Sonya, such sunshine is not suitable for a lady to appear outdoors without an umbrella."

The count's face was brightly blushed. She looked back at the tall figure, and suddenly turned her head and grabbed her mother's hand.

"Mother!" she said in panic, "You-do you think I look good?"

"certainly."

When asked about such a question, the Countess did not hesitate at all. She put a strand of her daughter's hair behind her ears and looked at her now-beautiful face because of love, "Dear, believe me, at this moment, even Rose will be jealous of your face at this moment."

Sonia whispered, "But..."

She bit her lip and swallowed the rest.

But this is the first time that a gentleman has shown love to her so clearly, not to her property, not to her name, but to her.

She is mediocre, pale, and thin. Even if she wears the popular skirt, she will never be able to wear a charming look. For her, the count even raised the amount of her dowry again and again. In the end, it was already a huge number that stunned others.

This is undoubtedly a kind of love. But for the noble lady, this also clearly shows another thing.

she--

Only when she is tied to piles of golden gallons can she be remembered in someone's heart.

The countess' hand patted her comfortably and said, "If he hadn't had this intention, how could he marry the Earl's lady with his current foundation alone?"

She paused and said, "Tomorrow, Viscount Heron will come to discuss with your father. Don't worry, my daughter, you will have the happiness you dream of."

On this day, Sonia's car was walking alone.

She sat in the swaying carriage, but suddenly noticed that the carriage was shaking violently, and then stopped suddenly. She lifted the curtain slightly, and she heard the driver who was driving in front of her say, "Miss, there was just one person on the road."

Sonia glanced at the man through the gap, a woman with a belly bulging with her belly, her clothes were rubbed and wrinkled, but her eyes were staring at her. Miss Earl was shivering by this gaze, and was about to take her eyes away, but she suddenly recognized the face.

"Eve," she said in surprise, "are you not Eve beside Mrs. Deloris?"

She hurriedly asked someone to park the car, opened the car door, and looked at the maid.

"I've seen you at a Royal dinner," she said, "What's wrong?"

Eve's body shook violently. She staggered, her eyes firmly locked in the noble lady's hand.

There was a gem ring shining brightly on it, and the sharp light pierced into her eyes.

The count lady realized something was wrong and was about to say something else, but suddenly she heard the maid in front of her say without hesitation: "Who gave it to you, Miss?"

Sonia followed her gaze and saw her engagement ring.

"Who gave it to you?" Eve repeated stubbornly, her eyes not blinking, and the light in her eyes dimmed, as if it had faded away by the rain. "Who gave it to you?"

Even though he didn't understand the meaning, Sonia still answered.

"It's Viscount Herron," she whispered, and her eyes couldn't help but soften when she mentioned her sweetheart. "I'm engaged to Viscount Herron, and the wedding will be held soon."

The maid's figure was shaking, her waist was lonely and stunningly thin, but her belly was extremely round, which was extremely shocking. She seemed to hear a joke, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Xavier is right," she raised her voice, like crazy, repeating tirelessly, "Xavier is right!"

She suddenly rushed over, stretched out her sharp nail hand, and was about to take the small circle off the noble lady's hand. The Count was startled by her movements, and the coachman was stunned, and rushed over and pushed the crazy maid to the ground.

"This is the Earl Miss!" he sternly said, "Do you crazy woman want to go to the gallows?"

Eve was still laughing, she lay on the cold road, smiling completely uncontrollably. Sonia hesitated and asked the coachman to help her up again, then she saw two shiny tears on the maid's face.

"Go on the gallows?" Eve said, his lips slightly widened, "Yes, someone should be on the gallows-but that person should definitely not be me!"

The coachman suddenly became angry, "You crazy woman..."

"No," Sonia stopped him, sighed lightly, and said, "I will find a car to send her back to Blyden's house."

Eve was dragged away by several people and forced into the car. Until she got into the car, she was still turning her head desperately and staring at the Earl's hand with a chilling look. The Earl's hand rubbed the ring on her hand, feeling a little restless, but she still trembled her eyelashes and forced herself to calm down, "Let's go back first."

That night, she could hardly fall asleep. Even the dream was filled with crazy eyes.

On the breakfast table, the housekeeper handed her a letter.

"Your news, Miss."

Miss Earl opened the envelope and pulled out a thin piece of letter paper. The words on the paper were pieced together from newspapers and books, and they were of different sizes, like a child's childish work.

It's like a joke.

Miss Earl thought this way, but after seeing the words on it, her heart suddenly jumped up.
To be continued...