Chapter Thirty-Eight: Chat Through the Wall
"Glamorgan is not so much an ancient relic as it is the wreckage of another world, and there is nothing in it except some strange flowers and plants. "Aree also regrets his territory, compared to the imaginary corridor where the treasure is buried, Glamorgan is really poor and sour.
"It's normal, the vast majority of ruins are no different from your territory. β
The old man rubbed his hands gently, then put his right hand on his forehead and gently stroked his snow-white short hair: "Charlene told me when she came back, it seems that in half a year, the Black Goat Mother God will be resurrected in your jurisdiction?"
"Yes, it is said that the weakest doppelganger is the weakest one, and I am confident that I can cope with it. β
The black-haired knight is confident that with three boxes full of Dou Qi Secret Books, he can advance by leaps and bounds to an astonishing extent after half a year, and even if he can't use the Scourge Armament, his combat power can reach the sixth order.
"In that case, I won't keep you any longer, but at least stay here for dinner with me today. The old duke looked at Yalei with a kind look, and a kind and serious look appeared on his smooth and ruddy face:
"Is that okay?"
"It's an honor. He replied respectfully.
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Every day at half past six in the afternoon, the Tudor family would start dinner on time, and today was no exception. However, what has been different lately and as usual is that there are a couple of newcomers on the table today.
There were only seven people at the great table: the old Duke of Cromwell, Mrs. Louvis, Charlene, Arley, Charlene's uncle Josta, Charlene's aunt, Madame Dainty, and Charlene's cousin Marianne.
The green-haired girl lowered her head. Quietly sit in his seat, taking small bites of the food in front of him. The Tudor family has always advocated nutritional matching, and does not like extravagance. As a result, the meals on the table are very delicate and simple.
Different from the silent atmosphere in the past, today's table is quite cheerful, the old man who usually keeps a straight face and does not speak, behaves very mildly and humorously in front of his granddaughter and prospective grandson-in-law, and is even very bad at saying some jokes that deliberately stir up the atmosphere.
So, this dinner slowly slid under the loud laughter of the old duke, and the atmosphere was lively and a little depressing. Everyone knows the old duke's regret that Genevieve and his father did not return.
"I want a sled dog that reads. Mariana took the opportunity to make a request that she had been brewing for a long time.
β......β
Charlene lowered her head silently, genuinely anxious about her cousin's IQ.
Joesta, dressed in a silk shirt and blue coat, frowned and put down the spoon in his hand. Patiently explained:
"How can there be a dog in the world that can read and write, unless it is a demon or a shapeshifter, but these two belong to goblins and cannot be raised at will. β
"Not really. The circus has dogs that can read. It also wrestles and eats watermelon!" The young girl seemed to trust her eyes more than her father's words.
With her hair in a high bun and a cold appearance, Diane glared at her daughter dissatisfiedly: "Circus things are fake, it's a show, it's a stunt!"
"Oh......" Mariana shrank her head and asked curiously, "Is the magic of sawing people up with big boxes and putting them back together is also fake?"
"Of course it's fake, the circus doesn't have that kind of magic. The old man smiled and squeezed his eyes at his granddaughter.
"Oh......" she bowed her head sadly. Reaching out and tugging at his cousin's skirt, he cast an apologetic look. I would like to apologize for arguing about my mistakes during the day.
"Yare, this is little Mariana, and she's Charlene's cousin. Madame Louvis stretched out her hand and pointed at the girl opposite, her blue pupils flashing with a teasing color.
Yalei was chewing meatballs carefully, and after hearing the words of his mother-in-law-to-be, he subconsciously turned his head to Mariana and blurted out:
"Hello, Cousin Louvis!"
"I said I'm not a cousin!" the lady who had grown up put down the dishes and feigned anger.
"I'm sorry, Madame Louvis......"
The black-haired knight was embarrassed and wanted to bury his face in the soup, and then Marianna, who was puffed up, apologized: "I'm sorry...... Marianna's cousin. β
"Hmph, stupid. The cousin was very angry, so she deliberately turned her face away from him.
Although Charlene also felt very embarrassed, she still bravely stepped forward and replied to Mariana: "People who say others are stupid are stupid themselves!"
The old duke couldn't help but put down the soup bowl: "Hahaha, you all see, my little Charlene has not yet married, and she has already regarded herself as Mrs. Bernstein." β
"Grandpa, don't say that! it's embarrassing!" The green-haired girl with a slightly red face hurriedly retorted: "It's all Marianna's fault for being too careful." β
"Not really. The cousin raised her chin haughtily, and then glared at the black-haired knight with hostility: "The careful-eyed Charlene and the stupid earl are the best match." β
The poor mouths of the two women pushed the atmosphere of the dinner to a climax, and the dinner ended harmoniously in the laughter of the elders. After the meal, Madame Louvis left behind Are, who was restless and did not know whether to say goodbye or leave, and vaguely hinted that he could sleep in her daughter's room.
However, the black-haired knight naturally refused with dignity - the portraits of the old Tudor in the courtyard were staring at him, how could he do it.
Charlene blinked a little sheepishly, but after hesitating for a moment, she still said, "You can live next door to me, there is a single room there." β
......
All the rooms in the Green Forest Manor were similar, and the "guest room" in which Arey was temporarily staying was about the size of the old duke's bedroom, but he always felt that something was too heavyβa pink carpet, pink sheets, and a few puppets on top.
Several vertical wardrobes, a gold-painted teak dressing table with a glass mirror hanging from it, and a pile of expensive cosmetics that he couldn't name himself.
β......β
Speechless, Yalei walked to the dresser, picked up a perfume bottle, and found that the bottle was loose, and it was actually used.
Just as he complained that the room was a boudoir, the compound door suddenly rang twice, and the black-haired knight opened the door to find the green-haired girl wearing silk pajamas, looking at him with a wary face.
"You didn't rummage through the stuff here, did you?" Charlene jumped into the room and looked around nervously.
"No, I just came in and touched the perfume bottle. Anyway, this room is too strange, which maid lives there? "The black-haired knight is worried about being mistaken for a pervert by others at the moment.
"Because this is my room, and next door is actually my brother's room. The green-haired girl winked at him slyly and made a triumphant gesture.
"How can you do that?" said Are, glaring at him sternly, and slowly took off his coat.
"Don't be cranky, stupid!"
Charlene picked up a pillow in a panic, shook her head vigorously, and deliberately put on a cold expression: "I just want to talk to you." β
"It's only been three days, what's there to talk about?" said the black-haired knight, but stopped what he was doing.
"During the day, you and your mother are in the living room, right? The green-haired girl gradually covered half of her face with a pillow, and looked at him with only a pair of shiny green eyes:
"What did you confess to her?"
"Frankly, she asked me about my fixed assets, where do I remember those things, so I vaguely reported it, it's as simple as that. β
"That's all?" Charlene hugged the pillow harder, her eyes almost dripping.
"That's all!"
"Ahh
The green-haired girl screamed ashamedly and angrily, and then hugged her head in annoyance: "Oh no, I was deceived by her, I said everything!"
"What?"
This time it was Yalei's turn to panic, he hurriedly rushed to Charlene's side, shook her shoulder and asked, "Did you really say everything?" including the one we were confused about...... Did you say anything?"
"Hmm...... It's all because she's too cunning. β
Charlene wrung her fingers in a panic and looked at him pitifully:
"What should I do?"
"No wonder Madame Louvis behaved so strangely after dinner...... It's not that she's too cunning, it's that you're too gullible...... But it can't be helped, who would be suspicious enough to be wary of their mother. β
The black-haired knight thumped his chest and sighed for a while, and gradually calmed down: "Since things have come to this point, don't hide anything." β
"Don't hide it?" the green-haired girl nodded as if she didn't understand.
"Anyway, the matter has been exposed, let's sleep together tonight. β
Yaree made a suggestion to break the jar, and Charlene's fist immediately hit his arm, and the fierce movement ripped up the thin pajamas, revealing a large white greasy patch on his chest.
"Don't think!"
The green-haired girl flashed to the door in a shy moment, and changed to a cautious look: "It doesn't matter if Mom knows, but she can't let the careful-eyed Mariana know, so you sleep here honestly tonight and don't move, you know?"
"Wait a minute! I'll be laughed at tomorrow if I live here!" the black-haired knight hurriedly called her: "Why don't you live here, I'll live in Geneviv's room." β
Charlene told him seriously: "But my brother doesn't like people other than me to go to his room." β
"Then arrange a room for me at will, and it doesn't matter where the servants live, or even the stables. β
"No, so we can't talk through the wall at night. She looked wistful.
For the sake of chatting over the wall, such an extremely childish game, don't you even want the reputation of your future husband!?
Yalei was so angry that he glared at the green-haired girl for a while, and said coldly: "I think we lack two paper cups, and if we chat over the wall without paper cups, the fun will be half less." β
"Or you're thoughtful!"
The green-haired girl suddenly folded her palms and ran out like a fly. (To be continued.) )