In her garden, the countess met the barons who had come from afar.

Madame Butterfly's red feather fan blocked her cheeks, her flaming red hat, her flaming long dress, and her whole body was fiery red. In this snow-white garden, it is like a rose blooming proudly. The slender eyes containing countless styles scanned Sinloth, and the soft lip line curled slightly.

"I've long heard that Lord Van Zhuo in Desmond is outstanding, but now I can't rely on the rumors. If I were ten years younger, I would definitely be intoxicated by the charm of Lord Van Zhuo, right? ”

If you are ten years younger, you will only be twelve.

Madame Butterfly's voice is not as light as a girl, but rather hoarse. But it is this lazy hoarseness that adds a few points to her unique charm. The velvety voice gently swept over the lord's ears, stirring up faint ripples in his heart. Even if you say something like this, it won't be rude in the slightest.

Xinluos's gaze swept over her, and then lowered his gaze, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Compared to the famous Madame Butterfly, I really don't mean anything, Ellie, Nanorca, hurry up and meet Lord Earl." ”

Ellie, who has always been obedient, is shy at the moment, hugging her father's thigh tightly and hiding behind him. And the lively Nanoka only secretly showed her small head and a disobedient big ponytail.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, for making you laugh. They're some."

Seeing this, Madame Butterfly did not feel the slightest annoyance, but the smile on her lips deepened: "Lord Fanzhuo is really lucky, I have two such lovely daughters." If only my Christina were so cute."

Sinloth didn't answer, just stroked the little heads of his two daughters, and smiled even brighter. Ellie and Nanorka were indeed his pride—if they were their own, so much the better.

Speaking of her terrible daughter, Madame Butterfly's originally good mood is obviously worse. She lost her previous interest, nor did she speak, but only winked at the butler. The housekeeper, who had followed the hostess for many years, bowed slightly, and then retreated.

"Lord Fanzhuo, someone recently gave me some Assam black tea from the infidels, how about you taste it for me?"

Sinloth glanced at Madame Butterfly again and nodded, "It's a pleasure." ”

Name: Rosa

Strength: 9, Intelligence: 15, Constitution: 13, Agility: 14, Will: 12

Traits: Magician, Witch, Scholar, Romantic, Sexy, Noble-born

Sexy: A beauty that is unique in a thousand, destined to be the center of attention wherever it goes.

Noble birth: After a famous family, he has a noble bloodline.

Should I say, is she really a witch? Although it doesn't have the terrifying attribute of the green-robed witch a few days ago, this attribute is far beyond that of ordinary knights

The white-glazed tea set from Oriental Seris is pure and immaculate, and it is warm to the touch, like the finest jade. Sinloth gently touched the gold-trimmed teacup, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

I'm afraid that such a set of tea sets will cost 18,000 gold coins, how many things can I buy for the territory.

The butler, wearing white gloves, carefully held the white-glazed teapot and gently poured the dark red and brown tea into the teacup. Sinloth nodded to the butler, then raised his teacup and tapped his lips to the fragrant water. The cherry lips are soaked in the dark tea, and when they come out again, they become more moisturized.

The tea leaves are slender and long, dark brown in color, and the soup color is dark red and slightly brown; In the mouth, there is a hint of malt.

The taste is okay, it's better than the tea I bought for five yuan before, but unfortunately it's not as good as Assam milk tea.

Seeing their father's satisfied look, Ellie and Nanoka also became expectant. The two little girls poked their heads out and stared at the teapot in the butler's hand. The butler smiled indifferently and poured a full cup of tea for the two little ones.

The two little ones raised their teacups excitedly, and then took a full sip. Then the color changed in an instant, and the little girl looked at her father pitifully. Sinloth didn't pity the two fools, and the young father stretched out his index finger and brushed it slightly to his lips. Seeing this, the two little fools had to swallow the tea that was too bitter for them with a bitter face.

"A lady who is too innocent to experience the taste of tea is indeed a good tea. Although in terms of quality, the quality is still the best in June and July, but sure enough, the autumn tea produced from October to November tastes more fragrant. Assam black tea has a strong temperament, and if you drink it in winter, it is really good. ”

Madame Butterfly's eyes flickered, and her tone couldn't help but bring a little surprise: "I can't imagine that Lord Fanzhuo is also an elegant person, and he actually understands tea?" It's been a rarity since I came to Ireland."

Tea has always been a hobby for a few people in the vast empire. Rather than the bitterness of tea, the Empire has always preferred simple and straightforward beers - whether they are nobles or commoners.

In Madame Butterfly's view, Sinloth was nothing more than a country baron. Many of the previous politeness is more close to habit. Although Madame Butterfly was displeased with the rude behavior of his two daughters, she would not show it. Just listening to the tone of this baron, it seems that he also knows a little about the tea ceremony.

Compared to those ** knights and pretending to be reserved counts who treat tea as plain water, it is already much better.

Xinluo Si smiled slightly: "When I was in the royal capital before, I also drank Wuwo tea a few times, the soup was orange and bright, and the top-grade noodle soup was surrounded by a golden halo, as if crowned; Its flavor is pungent, revealing the aroma of mint and lily of the valley, mellow taste, although bitter, but sweet aftertaste; The soup color of timbra tea is bright red, the taste is refreshing and soft, with a floral aroma and less astringency. Nuwara Eliya tea is lighter than the first two in terms of color, aroma and taste, and the soup is orange and yellow, and the fragrance is clear."

Listening to Lord Qingyue's voice slowly narrating the unheard-of tea knowledge, a little inexplicable light began to flash in Madame Butterfly's beautiful eyes: "Lord Xinluo is really knowledgeable, it seems that it is really right to invite you to tea this time." ”

"You're overrated."

kept talking, continuing to talk nonsense, but Xinluo Si silently gave a thumbs up to the ball of light in his heart: "You are finally useful once, thank you for your black tea encyclopedia." ”

"No thanks."

The two of them chatted about tea over freshly baked cookies. Madame Butterfly was obviously very happy to have one more fan, and after this conversation, although it was still in such a lazy tone, Xinluo keenly felt that the distance between them had been invisibly shortened a lot.

After chatting for a long time, Xinluos glanced over Madame Butterfly, who was chatting, and saw the impatience on the faces of Nanorca and Ellie, so he decisively interrupted Madame Butterfly, who had finally found a like-minded and was elated: "It's really a pleasure to chat with you, but Madam, it's not too early today, I"

The interrupted lady frowned, and she looked up at the sky and saw that it was indeed not early. The lady's slender eyes swept over the two daughters who were pouting and kicking the baron, and showed a knowing smile, and then said with a little regret: "It's a pity that it's so late, happy times are always so short." So, that's all for today. I look forward to seeing you in a few days, Your Excellency. ”

That's how you became Your Excellency.

Sinloth got up and bowed: "It's been a great time with you, and I'm looking forward to seeing you next time." ”

Madame Butterfly has been widowed for a long time, and for some reason, she never leaves anyone overnight for male guests. Sinlos naturally knew her habit, so he was not surprised, but nodded to the beautiful lady, and then took the hands of the two daughters and walked out.

In other words, it seems that this lady doesn't know the identity of him and Ellie. But when Sinloth thought about it, he understood. Wizards have been pursued by the Church for hundreds of years, although now the Church is in decline and is no longer what it used to be. However, mages must be very cautious, and when it comes to communicating with their collaborators, it is usually a one-line contact.

Therefore, Wiseman was not surprised that he did not know that there was such a person as Sinloth. And Madame Butterfly, it is precisely for this reason that she did not recognize Xinluos.

Or, with their level, they are not qualified to access the secrets of Ellie's background.

Sinloth thought wildly and walked outside. Suddenly, he looked at a snow-covered bush of flowers and stopped.

The butler who led the way on the side looked at this strange lord suspiciously. Just now, he looked like he was in a hurry to leave, why didn't he leave now?

[Sad sideburns, half-blank sound, only talking about the way down; The old dynasty died, and the inch-tack was in vain; The inscription of the stele is mottled and lost, the ice is condensed, the king is driven, and the world is arrogant; Looking at the vultures, the snow is gradually blowing; The intestines are broken, the most hanging, the peak of mercy; But it is difficult to try the hometown and mourn the wine; Holding the blade, Gu Chuyao Xu Chi, it is difficult to get a candle from the dry pillow; Only mourn the strings of the zither strings, lie down with tears, wither Xialai. The yarn is bright, one color is the tile, and the other color is astringent; People follow two thoughts, one thought is to leave, and the other is to stay; When he was born, he was stumbled in a thousand ways and full of wounds; When he died, he sighed and his heart became discouraged.

Cynroth looked up at the waning sunset, a mouthful of blood brewing in his chest.

"What the hell are you! I study ancient Chinese! Why can't I understand it at all! "It's a poem, it's not a poem, it's a word, it's not a word. The above paragraph is not so much a poem as a passage in which a ball of light is forcibly put together for the sake of antiquity, making people feel unclear.

"Do it and cherish it, contractor, you personal scum."

The last sentence was understood. Excluding the unpleasant part, it seems to make him cherish something, although the light ball is cheap, but whenever he starts to speak, there is always a place to target.

Sinloth's heart moved, and he turned his head to look, just in time for Madame Butterfly's bright gaze. Apart from his two daughters, only the male butler and Madame Butterfly remained.

As a man with a normal sexual orientation, after ruling out all possibilities, that's all that remains

Cynroth didn't dare to think about it, and he turned his head away from Madame Butterfly's gaze. In the bewildered eyes of the housekeeper, he took the little hands of his two daughters and walked out quickly.

"Are you saying what will happen to Madame Butterfly and me?"

The ball of light was silent and did not answer.

"She's good, but I don't like wives."

When Xinluo left, a small black snake spit out the letter and slowly swam out among the flowers behind him. Amber eyes stared straight at Sinloth until his figure faded out of the castle