Chapter 36: The Son of Man and Demon (7)

"If you want me to say, that kid's background must be bad, the last time Miss Cloleys was not there, I went to bring him food, and when I put it down, the bowl was already clean, and the table next to it was splashed everywhere, and there were still stains on his face, and Gollum was drinking there, so loud that I could hear it through the door, and there was no upbringing or etiquette at all."

"No, Miss Loris is still mixed up with him, and if you want me to say, the young man who was driven away by Lord Holly before is better than him, and he is still a baron, but he just said a few wrong words in front of Miss Cloris...... I don't know what I said to Miss Loris that I can't get on the table. โ€

"The last time I saw Miss Lores crouch down to coax him, Winnie told me it was because Miss Loris had thrown away a few pieces of pastry that he had hidden...... It's all hairy, and even old John, who can't move on the horse farm, won't eat it. โ€

"It's not just a hairy pastry, last time I saw him hide the milk that had long been spoiled in the riding boots that Miss Clois gave him, and it smelled so ......."

A few maids in the kitchen, while busy with the work at hand, continued to talk about the hottest gossip that had lasted for a few months, and even the frequent occurrence of kitchen food theft, which had been the most concerned before, did not attract their enthusiasm for this matter.

They talked about the boy who was out of step with the opulence of the Verinya estate, and used his unbearability to suppress his jealousy.

Miss Cloris's closeness, is that what the kid can afford?

The maid who was rubbing her face was about to interject and say a few words, but as soon as she raised her eyes, she was startled by the person in front of her, "Livia's chief maid...... How did you get here? โ€

The silver-haired maid stood at the door of the kitchen with a long face, and her stern gaze swept over the maids who had participated in the gossip just now, and they all cowered and bowed their heads, "I didn't invite you to gossip when I came here, next time I let me hear it, and you all go home." โ€

The maids who had been reunited in the kitchen just now all took their things and scattered, lest they would be the ones who would end up with them.

Livia walked to a large cabinet with a lot of dust on the wall, and was about to stretch out her hand, but the maid on the side immediately wiped the cabinet clean with a rag, and when she retreated, she twisted her foot because she was too anxious, and was supported by the person behind her.

Livia was still expressionless, reached out and opened the large cabinet, revealing the boy who was holding a piece of bread and eating it, and after breathing a sigh of relief in her heart, she overflowed with more dissatisfaction, "Albert, Miss is coming back soon, aren't you going to go to the room to get dressed?" โ€

The boy didn't even look at her, but lowered his head and took a bite of bread.

The head maid then said again, emphasizing the content of the words, "Miss Cloriss is coming back soon, are you going to stay here?" โ€

The boy finally looked up at her, as if he was wondering who she was, and then nodded when he was confirmed, and came out of the cupboard with half of the bread in his hand, and walked out barefoot.

The clothes he was wearing had long been stained by the cupboards, and with messy silk threads scraped out of nowhere, the men and maids who ran out of the hall as they walked through the hall took a few more looks, and all of them looked with disdain and jealousy.

However, the people who were watching didn't seem to see it, and they stepped on the stone stairs carved with various patterns.

"Albert."

The familiar voice from the doorway finally made the puppet-like boy turn his head, and he looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and intuitively hid his unshoed feet behind him, but neither foot was shoeed, and he couldn't hide two at all.

Seeing the figure get closer and closer, he pulled out a pile of crumbs from the dry bread he was holding in his hand and fell to the ground along his clothes.

The boy, who usually valued food the most, didn't bother to pick it up at this time, he blinked, and before the figure stepped on the stairs, he sat down on the stairs with his ass, and put both feet under his buttocks, forming an eerie posture to maintain his balance.

Jing saw that half of his body was hanging outside the stone steps, and quickly took two steps to support him, "What are you doing sitting on the stairs so strangely all of a sudden?" โ€

She looked down at Albert and guessed his intentions from his evasive gaze, "No shoes, right?" It's hard for you to come up with such an idea to hide, are you going to just sit here and not get up? โ€

Albert glanced at her, obviously thinking about her suggestion.

"Alright." Jing Hao flicked his forehead with his fingers, as a small punishment and a big commandment, "Stand up by yourself and come up with me." โ€

She let go of her hand and walked upstairs, and hurried all the way back, the carriage was faster, the carriage without tires almost turned her stomach upside down, and the clothes she was wearing were splashed with some jam before leaving, although she had no habit of cleanliness, but she was still smoked by the smell of too strong, and she only thought about going back and changing her clothes quickly.

Albert followed her all the way to the door, and when he saw her stop and look back, he still looked innocent and puzzled, and even reached out to block it when she was about to close the door, and his black eyes did not blink, conveying a silent inquiry.

Jing Hao didn't explain to him that she was closing the door to change her clothes, after all, when she said this last time, the little ancestor's face full of "You are lying to me" made her deeply impressed, and even he deliberately walked in front of her when he was changing clothes, saying that he could look at it casually when he changed clothes.

Albert obediently listened to her in many things, but showed stubbornness in others, even if he reluctantly frowned in front of her, he would still do what he did in her absence.

It's like not wearing shoes.

She took a piece of candy from her handbag, peeled it off and stuffed it into his mouth, "I'll come out when I'm done," she added uncomfortably, "Even if I don't come out, I'm not allowed to slam the door." โ€

Albert wrinkled his face when he felt the sugar melt in his mouth, and before he could say a word, the door in front of him โ–กโ–ก shut, he put the candy to his mouth and bit it with his teeth, and turned his head to spit it out, and when he walked to the stairs and crouched down to spit the sugar under the carpet, he looked down and saw his exposed feet.

He couldn't help but look back at the closed door again, and suddenly he figured something out.

Got angry because he didn't wear shoes, stuffed him with a bitter piece of candy and shut him out?

The boy nodded, confirming his guess, clasped the carpet under his hand and secretly tangled himself, sighed silently, and then tilted his neck to swallow the candy hard.

Once you've eaten, you're ready to go in.

The boy who consciously completed the task walked to the door and twisted the doorknob, but found that the door was closed from the inside, he looked at the door for a while, squatted down and curled up by the door, and when he raised his right hand to his mouth, he found that the bread in his hand was long gone.

There is nothing to eat, and there is no one.

He was the only one left.

"What can a person have, you are the most powerful demon, you have the blood of the demon king in your body, you don't need anyone, these ants, you can strangle them with one finger......"

The words that had been hovering around his head when he had been in the cupboard came back again, and Albert hugged his knees and hugged himself together, suppressing the power flowing through his body.

This kind of power appeared last time, and although he didn't care how the three people died, he really didn't like the feeling of the smelly blood filling his mouth.

The blood of almost everyone next to him tasted like that, some were light, some were so thick that they were scattered in the air without smelling, except for himself and hers, he didn't want to drink other people's blood at all.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ If you have such power and you don't cherish it, you will regret it, you will regret it......"

The voice repeated in his ear, and he tightened his body and suddenly whispered in a low voice, "Shut up! โ€

"Albert? What are you talking about? โ€

Jing Hao squatted down to see the boy who was all in a ball, broke his blocking hand and looked at the black eyes, and said softly, "Do you feel cold?" The whole person is huddled together? โ€

She didn't want to avoid the dark and intimidating eyes, but smiled a little, and smoothed the boy's fur along his straight back like a kitten, letting the hem of her new skirt lay on the ground and stain it with dust.

"Is that piece of candy you just served delicious? Was it a bit bitter at first? Eating too much makes it sweeter and sweeter, did you stick to it until the end? The first time I ate it, I couldn't stand the bitter taste at first, but I was too embarrassed to vomit it when there were many people, and as I ate it, I realized that it was sweet later. โ€

"Now that it's summer, and the temperature in Wake City is still the same as spring, I can't stand it when I'm outside, but there is a lady who comes to me with a winter fox skin scarf to show off, saying that her husband has hunted it for her in the winter, and there is no hair on the snow-white ground......"

She was in a squatting position, babbling to the boy what she had seen and heard when she went out, her hands gently caressing his back, feeling the stiffness there from the beginning until it slowly relaxed, and finally relaxed before her feet were completely numb.

"It's not delicious, it's bitter."

Albert suddenly spoke, losing the terrifying depth of his black eyes just now, quiet and well-behaved, and matched with his master's words to reveal the slightest accusation, accusing her of stuffing the candy into him knowing that it would be bitter at first.

Jing Hao breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, although she couldn't be sure what Albert's state was just now, but that kind of look didn't belong to a normal person at first glance, but fortunately, she still recovered now.

She stood up and touched the boy's soft black hair again, "This is called sharing joys and sorrows, understand?" Bitterness at the beginning does not mean forever, but it will become sweet afterwards. After she said something meaningful, she looked at the boy's obviously unbelieving face and couldn't help but add force to her hand.

"And I gave it to you because I thought it was delicious, and I don't share it with ordinary people."

Jing Hao finished speaking, and was about to turn around and go downstairs to eat, but she felt the corner of her skirt being pulled, and when she looked down, she saw the hand that was grabbing the hem of her skirt.

"Give me another piece."

The boy said seriously, "I'll share it with you, I'll share everything with you." โ€