66. Miss Serra's inference

"Alright, little thing, are you Guilheim's nephew......?" Gilheim, damn ......"

Fan, who was still pleasant-looking, suddenly became the heavy dark cloud before the storm. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With a "snap", Fan quickly gave the little baby in the young woman's arms a flick on the forehead.

"Wow!!!!!" The poor little creature howled as a matter of course, and the mother tried to coax the child but did not dare to move.

"That's why I say I hate noisy kids. "The culprit who caused everything is there to say cool things.

"All in all......" he concluded his actions, "Serra, I'm going to take Gilheim's nephew back and train him so that when he grows up, he'll be a cow and a horse for me, are you okay here?"

"No problem, my lord, your orders are of the highest priority," said Miss Sierra respectfully.

"Yay!!!!" With a shout, Fan stepped forward and hugged Serra tightly with both arms.

He was so hard, because of the height difference, his face was completely encircled by the two round, soft, bouncy orbs on Serra's chest.

"You're so nice, Serra, you'll be ready for me whatever I want, and so is Dumpling, and so is Gilheim's nephew, you're so good, I'm going to reward you!!" Surrounded by the soft flesh, Fan said sullenly.

"Hmm, hehe...... My lord, this is my duty, and I am very honored to be praised by you. ”

The hugged Sera hung a soft smile that exuded the brilliance of her big sister, she stretched out her arms behind Fan's back, and gently hugged Fan in front of her, her long black hair hanging down with a good fragrance to enclose Fan, it was like rubbing Fan into her body.

The two were close together, as if they were indistinguishable from each other.

"En......" was surrounded by aroma and softness, and Fan was almost moaning: "It feels a little different from the natural taste on Elle's body, it is a strange floral scent, but it also feels very good." ”

"That's the scent of peony flowers, Lord Fan. Serra laughed and said, "But it's not a gentleman's practice to talk about other women in front of a woman." ”

"I don't want to be a gentleman or anything, I'm a great nobleman of all evils~~~~~" Fan put on a child's innocent smile, although he said that kind of thing, but it was more like a little brother was coquettish to his sister, and then he finally left Serra's arms.

"I still want to keep hugging, but I don't have much time right now, after all, I'm very busy, so that's all for today, and next time I'll hug you, Serra. ”

"We look forward to your visit, Lord Fan. Serra, whose face was slightly reddened, said with a proper smile, "If it were you, you could even do something further." ”

"Go further??" Fan tilted his head: "Do you mean hugging and rolling together?" Okay, let's do it next time. ”

"You're kidding, Lord Fan. ”

With Serra's smiling greetings, Van left the room with the cowering Duchess of Gilheim and the poor little baby.

When the moment after Fan left.

The room that was once as warm as spring suddenly turned into a harsh winter with flying snow.

"Shadwa......" The big sister with a soft smile disappeared and was replaced by the ruthless Winter Queen: "I need your explanation." ”

"Miss...... Miss" Poor Mr. Guard swallowed his saliva: "It's the villain's dereliction of duty, the villain has nothing to say......"

"......" Serra closed her eyes, for a long time, for a long time.

But it is this silence that is the most frightening thing.

It wasn't until the cold sweat of the public-faced guard was about to run down his face that Serra finally spoke.

"It's worthy of being named a mysterious secret technique, and it's so extraordinary that even you can't capture his posture?"

"The villain deserves death......

"If you die, I'll be troubled, Shadwa. ”

It was only at this moment that Shadwa felt like he had come back to life.

"Don't you have anything to ask me?" said Serra suddenly.

"Villain...... The villain doesn't dare to ......" Mr. Guard, who was in the face of the public, looked cautious and said honestly.

"Ask, I need to sort out some clues, and having a Q&A with you can help me make new discoveries. ”

"Yes. At last, Shadwa asked, "Gilheim's nephew, the son of the old Duke of Gilheim, is the culprit who caused everything...... Is it true or not?"

"My men did bore a son to the old duke, so that the baby was a genuine descendant of Gilheim. ”

"Yes...... But ......," said Mr. Guard, hesitantly, in the midst of the fire that had laid everything down, the eldest lady in front of him had confessed to Guilheim that the child was a fake, and the words at this moment had once again turned everything upside down, making Shadwa hesitate.

"Are you saying what you said to Ed Gilheim?"

"I lied to him. Miss Sierra said lightly.

“......”

Desperate, Shadwa always felt that he had a deeper understanding of the inferiority of human beings.

"Hee-hee, in order for Mr. Ed to leave peacefully, a little white lie is inevitable. ”

That's not peace, it's death, right......

Miss Sierra smiled like a flower, and had a playful and cute feeling, but the word femme fatale kept coming up in Mr. Guard's heart.

Putting aside all that irreverence, Shadwa continued: "If it's genuine, isn't it very important to the identity of mother and son?

"Shadwa, you see. Serra waved her finger lightly and shook it in front of the guard: "There are some things that can become trump cards in a specific environment, although the identity of the mother and son is important, but for me it is a chicken rib existence, the trump card that cannot be used is meaningless, but in the hands of the Duke, they can play the greatest value." ”

"But I don't intend to hand them over like that, so go to the inner room, Shadwa, and bring the real thing. ”

"Yes......" Mr. Guard subconsciously responded. Immediately after, he was stunned.

"Huh??? genuine??"

"Hee-hee, have you even lied to you, it seems that her makeup skills are not bad. ”

"Yes...... But, why ......," Shadwa stammered.

"Why use a fake in this place, if the Duke doesn't come, then everything will be meaningless, right?" Miss Sierra said what her guard wanted to say in advance, "But our Lord Duke did appear in this place, at the right time, in the right place, Shadwa, do you think it's a pure coincidence?"

Is it a coincidence...... Such words came to the lips, but the guards with public faces couldn't say anything anyway, to say that it was a coincidence, this is really too much of a coincidence, it's just a coincidence too much.

"If you think about it, in the case of Lord Duke, similar coincidences happen from time to time, if once or twice can be regarded as coincidences, but the wonderful sense of disobedience that has become a part of daily life is the most concerning thing. ”

"Still, it's not almost, Shadwa, don't be stunned, go and bring the real thing. ”

"Yes...... Yes, Miss. ”

The powerful guard seemed to be vain at the moment, and it was clear that he had been hit hard.

After a few moments, the guard panicked and returned to the room where Miss Sierra was.

"Oh no, Miss!!" said: "What was left in the room was a fake, and the real thing has been taken away by the Duke!!"

Mother and child who are called fakes...... No, it wasn't a mother and son, it was just the mother alone, and in the arms of that mother was a very delicate, lifelike doll.

"Good work, Mimosa, your ventriloquist is as good as ever, and even Mr. Shadwa has been deceived by the truth. ”

"I couldn't fool him, mimosa, sorry ......" replied to Serra's words in an emotionless flower language by the young girl disguised as an adult mother, apparently referring to the incident where she flicked the baby's forehead with her hand.

"Don't regret it, mimosa, there's still a chance in the future. "I ask you, did the Duke ever hesitate or pause as he went to the room where Iris and his son were?"

"No ......," the girl called the mimosa said briefly.

"I see, in the end, it was Gilheim's nephew who was taken away, and our Lord Duke loved to tell the truth as he always did. As if she had completed the last piece of a puzzle of tens of thousands, Miss Sierra let out a long sigh: "I already know the basics. ”

Saying that, the eldest lady regained a gentle smile, bent down deeply towards Shadwa, and bowed solemnly: "I'm sorry, Shadwa, I've been doubting your loyalty until just now, forgive me~~~~~"

"???", Mr. Guard, who has lost confidence in his IQ, is completely confused.

High IQ is really not something that a mortal wisdom like me can write, and it is so hard to write......