Jiang Mianmian bought a black jade wrench from the auction, and I don't know if it was unknown, she had a car accident on the day she bought it.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already on a different continent.

……

Jiang Mianmian, the new Earl Charlie Violet, who is now dressed as a man, tightened the tights of her chest little by little in front of the mercury floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Legend has it that the skin of the sea monster was sought after by aristocratic maidens, and the corset used to strangle the small waist was used by poor Charlie to bind his chest since he was 14 years old.

While inheriting the title of earl, she also lost her beautiful life as a girl.

But for now, none of that matters.

If she doesn't find enough means to save her life by the end of today, then tomorrow's road will be the countdown to her death.

Jiang Mianmian didn't dare to bet on whether she could be lucky enough to 'wear' it again.

Suppressing the panic that had spread in her heart, she put on an intricate and gorgeous aristocratic dress, and finally put on a long navy blue coat that reached her knees and resembled the tuxedo of her previous life.

In the middle of summer, it is necessary to dress like this, which can be regarded as in line with the dignity that a nobleman should have, but for Jiang Mianmian, there is no other idea except for the hot desire to roll his eyes.

Finally, I looked at the antique clock in the bedroom again, and saw that it was almost time to meet.

She walked out of the room in a panic.

Even with the memory of the original body, Jiang Mianmian still felt an unreal sense of illusion in the gorgeous manor where he lived.

Although living in this gorgeous manor is something that countless civilians here dare not dream of, for Jiang Mianmian at this time......

She would rather be an ordinary commoner than such a new nobleman with a complicated and bloody background.

The huge windows in the corridor on the sunny side cast a strong, scorching midday light.

Even in such weather, aristocratic men have to wear a three-piece suit inside and outside when they go out, and for Charlie, they have to add a stuffy corset, which is no less than a torture.

After lunch, both the master and the servants were accustomed to take a nap, and only a few servants on duty in the manor did not dare to stand at their posts without a trace of slackness.

When Charles passed by these servants, they would respectfully salute 'him' and respectfully say, "Good afternoon, Lord Earl." ”

Despite these words, Charlie himself did not feel much awe......

She walked softly and briskly to the end of the hallway full of displays, and was about to descend the handrail stairs when she was stopped by a cold, detached female voice behind her.

"Where are you going?"

The female voice was cold and indifferent, with a hint of impatient weariness.

It sounds like the head of the prison guard, if it weren't for Jiang Mianmian repeatedly confirming the memory of the original owner Charlie, she would not have believed that the woman who made the voice was the biological mother of the original owner's body.

She turned around slowly, and sure enough, she saw a young lady over thirty years old but very plump and beautiful, supported by the chief first-class personal maid, walking towards her.

"I'm asking you, where are you going?"

The widow of the beautiful old earl, who frowned slightly, asked.

This tone is really like a third-class maid who teaches a third-class maid who has done something wrong.

I'm afraid that the original mother really didn't realize it at all, right?

Her 'son', who had been raised as the Earl's sole heir, had now been made the new Earl after the death of the old Earl.

That is, the rightful owner of this manor house.

did not contradict the arrogant and rude 'biological mother', Jiang Mianmian took a deep breath and suppressed the resentment and injustice of the original owner of the body.

Because, she doesn't want to cause unnecessary vigilance on the other party at this critical time, which will bring a lot of trouble to her future plans.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm going to the fiefdom, so I'm going to get together with my friends for the last time."

"Friends?" The old earl's widow frowned slightly, apparently searching her memory for who this so-called friend was.

The original body, Charlie, because of the secrets hidden in his body, has almost no social interaction, and is a gloomy and non-existent young aristocrat in the impression of others.

"Where's your friend?"

Hehe, it's really my mother.

In order not to be seen as flawed, this lady really spared no effort to smear the original owner in social situations, so that those noble ladies of high society restrained their children and isolated the original owner.

That way, you'll be able to keep that amazing secret.

Charlie didn't want to dwell on it, "I have to go beforehand." ”

Probably because of the hot weather in the middle of summer, people would be inexplicably angry, and she didn't wait for the countess to reply, turned around and ran all the way downstairs with a quick 'kick'.

I just listened, and there was a woman's dissatisfied complaint behind me, "It's getting more and more unpleasant!" Became an earl, is that what it looks like?! Ungrateful white-eyed wolf! ”

No wonder the servants in this house lacked reverence for the new earl, the original owner, and it was hard to see that they did not look contemptuous to me in the presence of such a 'mother'.

Jiang Mianmian thought a little depressed.

In this way, she ran all the way out of the suburban manor of the Earl's mansion, but she was sweating a lot after about five minutes.

Walk south along the boulevard outside the manor and around the corner, and you will see another luxurious manor house in about ten minutes.

It was the Marquis's estate.

The mansions in this area were owned by prominent families of the Empire who had aristocratic status.

And it was here that Jiang Mianmian found a stout tree.

She walked around to the side of the tree with its back to the boulevard and leaned against the thick trunk.

The thick trunk of the tree obscured her figure, and the shade of the tree blocked the scorching sun.

She took out her pocket watch from the inside pocket of her coat and watched the minute hand move slowly, and from time to time she poked her head out and looked out at the pedestrians on the boulevard from behind the trees.

At the appointed time, a tall eighteen-year-old young nobleman ran out of the marquis's luxurious manor.

The young nobleman jogged along the boulevard and looked around from time to time, as if he was looking for someone.

His blonde hair was slightly curly, and a silk hairband inlaid with gems was tied behind his head, and the whole person looked sunny and extravagant.

and Charlie, who covers his beautiful eyes with his hair, so that the whole person looks a little feminine, are two extreme existences.

One looks like a shiny little prince, and the other looks like an ugly duckling who doesn't turn into a swan.

I don't know why these two people became friends.

Charlie leaned out and beckoned to 'his' only friend, Fry.

"Here, Fry."

Frye strode towards Charlie.

Frye was tall, only eighteen years old, and perhaps because he had already entered the house on the path of knighthood, he was exceptionally tall and tall.

And the original body, as a girl, is already tall, but if you look at the average height of the imperial male at 1.81 meters, she is really shorter than the average height of 9 centimeters, which can be said to be a 'short man'.

In my memory, the original owner seems to have been bullied a lot because of his shorter height and gloomy temperament than men of the same age.

Running to Charlie's 'hiding' tree, Frye leaned out halfway, his tall stature blocking out the dappled sunlight cast through the canopy foliage.

"How are you hiding here? I'll take you to my stable, my father bought a new dragon horse, the kind that is rumored to have dragon blood! I'll show you there! ”

With that, Fry grabbed his friend Charlie's fair-skinned and slender wrist, dragged him out from behind the tree, and dragged him to his manor.

Charlie wasn't in the mood to see any horses at all, and he ran out to find Frye Brown. J. Dow Jones has a serious business!

"Fry, I'm asking you for ......"

Frye lowered his voice, "Let's talk about it at the stable." ”

After saying that, he dragged the 'newly canonized young earl', with his head down and his cheeks slightly red, all the way to his stable.

Fry sent the Marquis's servant in the stable and pulled Charles to the stable where the dragon stallion was.

The dragon horse was jet-black, more than twice as tall as an ordinary horse, and there was not a trace of horse hair on his body except for his mane, because his body was covered with jet-black scales.

And the fangs that come out of the horse's mouth also indicate that it is extraordinary.

The first time I saw the miraculous creations of this world with my own eyes, Charles's emerald green eyes covered under his hair were round.

Frye carefully took a bloody piece of raw meat from the side and threw it into the stable.

And he took advantage of the dragon stallion to lower his head and bite the raw flesh with his fangs, and quickly burrowed into the stable, rummaged through the straw pile, and took out a small cloth bag.

He ran out as fast as he could, spreading out the small cloth bag in front of his friend Charlie.

"These are the best things you can get with the money you gave me."

As he spoke, he showed off the items he didn't pack.

"This is a quenching dagger. I advise you not to store it close to your body, otherwise you will get into big trouble if you cut yourself. ”

As he spoke, Fry handed Charlie a silver dagger with a dark green glow.

"It's a bottle of hypnotic powder blended by the Apothecary. According to the master himself, even if the dragon eats it, it can't last three breaths, and you can mix it into the wine, or you can pour it on the palm of your hand and blow it. ”

As he spoke, Fryby made a gesture of blowing into his palm.

"In terms of dosage, I haven't tried it either, you can find someone to try it, the master said that such a bottle is enough medicine to turn over an army of 10,000 people, but I doubt it."

"Also, this last ......"

He cautiously pulled out a sealed magic bottle.

Mages use such bottles to seal magic, and people of other professions can buy such sealed bottles, and throw them to smash them during a fight, which is equivalent to the mage of the magic releasing a magic on the spot.

Frye pulled out the magic bottle more carefully than before, as if he were holding a nuclear warhead that could explode at any moment.

"This ...... Don't, don't use it with care. ”

Charlie put away the first two things, and because of his friend's attitude, he also treated this magic bottle with caution, "What is this?" ”

"Fairy magic."

Charlie was stunned for a moment, then began to search for the shattered memories of the original owner.

Fairies, one of the many magical races in this fantasy world.

Rumored to be a finger-sized villain, an elder with light wings, a darling of nature, a natural spellcaster, and a passion for studying strange magic.

They often invent weird and weird magic, which they then seal and sell.

These magic bottles are like 'scare boxes', and God knows what kind of magic will be when opened.

Someone opened it on the battlefield, and as a result, the two warring armies watched a grand fireworks together, with 0 casualties.

There are also cases where a magic bottle produced by a fairy is opened at the festival, and a 'mushroom cloud' is blown up......

In short, the magic bottle of the goblin, the major races will only smell the wind and change.

"As a last resort...... Don't use it. Again, Frye cautioned against this.

Putting away these few items, Charlie nodded solemnly, words could not express her gratitude at this time.

There is no shortage of icing on the cake in the world, but there is little charcoal in the snow, she looked at her friend Zhengse in front of her and said, "I will remember today's kindness, and I will repay it in the future!" ”

Frye was unimpressed.

He is already a junior knight who has entered the house, an 18-year-old junior knight, and he is also rare among the nobles, and his future is open.

At this time, he didn't believe that his friend, he could have the strength to repay him.

At present, his friend can be said to be difficult to protect himself, how can he repay him?

Frye waved his hand, and he leaned lazily against the stable, his arms folded around his chest, the sun shining on his shoulders from the stable, making him look like a bright paladin in an oil painting.

"When are you leaving for the fiefdom?"

"Tomorrow." Charlie put away the three life-saving precious items, and finally felt some definite security in his heart.

"Is there really no way? Your mother, that lady is really too much, it's unbelievable that there is such a mother! Frye had been complaining about this, and was a little annoyed at his friend's cowardice.

is already the head of the family, but he is still controlled by his mother like a marionette!

It's too late to say anything, Jiang Mianmian lamented in her heart, but there are also advantages to going to the desolate fiefdom in the extreme north, that is, she can get more freedom there, and she can exert her strength more in her fiefdom.

After looking at the time, he felt that it was almost over, and then Charlie still had a lot to prepare, so he offered to take his leave.

Frye sent him all the way away, and it was inevitable that there would be another exhortation on the way.

"Be careful, and I'll help you find a reliable team of mercenaries to escort you, if this is left to your mother, huh...... I'm afraid you won't be able to hold out to the territory of the North. ”

Charlie can only express his gratitude in words again.

……

Finally, the next day.

Charlie, who was neatly dressed, put away the three life-saving items he picked up yesterday, and walked all the way downstairs with a 'relieved' footstep.

The mercenaries had already arrived early.

The butler whispered to Charlie, who was going downstairs, "I've done a camp test, and it's a legitimate supporter of the neutral camp, Earl." ”

Charlie nodded.

The widow of the old earl, the mother of the body, did not come out to see it off, and no one was surprised by this.

Even Charlie doesn't care anymore.

On this trip, she will take a first-class manservant and a first-class maid and take them to the castle of the fiefdom to take care of her daily life.

She did not dislike the pity of her few servants, and the 'minions' who came from this mansion were very desperate for the old earl's widow.

If she could, she would rather bring none of such servants.

Who would want to have two pairs of eyes by their side to monitor their every move at all times?

However, Charlie doesn't have much thought about this, she is no longer the original owner, and she is no longer the gloomy and introverted Charlie who is pinched and rounded.

When she arrived at the fiefdom, she had time to take care of the two servants.

The steward ordered the groom to mount, and a white horse was also a 18th birthday present from the old earl to his son.

The poor Charlie in the original body was distraught after being sealed, and unfortunately fell to his death while riding a horse, giving Jiang Mianmian a chance to be reborn.

Jiang Mianmian looked at the Shenjun mount with a horse head higher than herself, was silent for five seconds, and silently turned her head to look at the butler and said, "Is it convenient to move a stool?" ”

The mercenaries who have been silently observing here have been sideways: "......"

Old butler: "......"