It was a great pleasure for Isaac to see Wenna sleeping quietly up close, and all the beauty and imperfections had no boundaries of distance, and they had to be exposed to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The years have not left many traces on her face, but it is difficult for her to rest well after a long period of fear, so her lower eyelids look a little puffy, and the delicate makeup can't hide that her fair skin is a little dry in the cold wind of the Northland, and then she is forced by the fireplace in the castle, and the open pores ooze a little sweat, and a faint red glow slowly spreads all over the surface of the skin.

The knots of the aristocratic robe with Selena-style patterns were unbuttoned by Isaac, showing a unique beauty spread out on the soft sofa like open wings, and the lake blue skirt inside looked slightly conservative, the neckline was suddenly tightened above the collarbone, and the curve did not exceed the plump chest It looked very visually impactful, and the skirt had some exquisite lace, but most of it was just embellishment, and it did not make people feel overly enchanting.

It seems that Wen Na's taste is indeed much higher than that of ordinary aristocratic women in the Northland, and this kind of matching is quite contemporary in a backward area like the Northland, just like wearing a nineties evening dress to attend a high-end dinner party in the eighties, the gap is not ordinary.

Isaac stretched out his left hand to draw a strange pattern in the air, and began to cast the shadow high-level spell 'Tracing the Past' in a low voice in the devil's language, the completed rune had a hint of cold luster, and as the left hand pointed at the woman's smooth head, her memory unfolded in front of him like a movie.

Wen Na is thirty-three years old Chinese New Year's Eve, the youngest daughter of the Marquis Lawrence of the Kingdom of Baijanting, who seems to have been going through hardships since birth, of course, relative to the nobles of the same class. Because her mother's background was not noble, and she herself had no talent for fighting or spellcasting, she could only win the favor of the Marquis from business or politics.

After becoming literate, she learned about various industries under a rigorous family education. When you are a little older, you begin to get in touch with the family business, starting from the humble apprentice and slowly growing into a competent manager, which is difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

First of all, Wen Na didn't have an adult behind her, counting on the father who was only responsible for sowing seeds might as well rely on himself to get benefits, her mother was just the daughter of a small businessman, even lower than the status of a housekeeper, after her mother's death she lost even the most basic family support, fortunately the pain of losing her mother did not knock down this woman, she still stood up strongly.

But the first marriage with the failure of business still brought great trauma to this ill-fated woman, marrying the first husband who was born in the side branch of the royal family seems to others to be an excellent thing, the husband's noble status to his own industry is indeed a great help, the first year to the family brought more benefits than the previous three years combined, that let Wen Na's status in the family improve rapidly, soon surpassed several brothers and sisters, but God doomed her tragic fate, her successful career attracted the malicious jealousy of others, that is certain, some people with unbalanced hearts began to secretly make small moves behind their backs。

The turning point came in the autumn of the following year, when her noble-born husband was revealed to have molested/molested the temple nun of the goddess of commerce, which caught Winna off guard, but she quickly clarified the truth in public, and what she didn't expect was that this incident was just a fuse. Soon, a joint investigation team from the Temple of Commerce and the Ministry of the Interior of the Kingdom came to the Firas area to investigate the matter thoroughly, and Wen Na, who was questioned with a clear conscience, was subjected to a heavy weight, and her husband was indeed involved in this matter, and was escorted by the joint investigation team to the Royal Capital Temple for trial.

Then, the warm cotton clothes produced by the subordinate chamber of commerce for the 100,000 troops on the border of the kingdom in the autumn and winter were burned to the ground by the Talon Brotherhood entrenched in the Cold Wind Valley during the transportation process, and after that, they also killed all the people of the family escort and the laborers who escorted the caravan.

This makes Wen Na very passive, the goods are gone, and they can be redone, but the loss is greater, but it is a big trouble for the family guards and caravan laborers to die, and the compensation alone is no less than 150,000 gold coins, and all the property accumulated before will be compensated at once.

The Lawrence family lost no less than 200,000 gold coins to appease the anger of the military and business associations, and the old patriarch, Marquis Ferrand Lawrence, ordered that all family assets managed by Winna be stripped and handed over to the management of the eldest brother, Crohn Lawrence.

Wen Na, who has lost everything, is full of prayers that her husband will not be too involved in the incident of molesting/desecrating the nuns of the temple, at least she will have a chance to make a comeback. But the reality is often cruel, the 'poor' man was sentenced to death by the church for blasphemy, and waited for more than half a month, finally waiting for the bad news from the royal capital and a embalmed head.

Wenna finally broke down and began to sink into the chaos of drinking parties and underground casinos, and for months she had passed in such a blur that she already thought that one day she would die in some dark alley, slowly rotting and turning into food for wild dogs.

The mischievous god of fate still seems to have given the poor woman some comfort. At a drinking party, Winna met the second son of the Earl of Lines, who was only nineteen years old, and the handsome young man was liked by everyone, and it would be even more endearing if this young man had a chance to inherit the Earl's inheritance, especially the aristocratic women who had lost their husbands, and poured up like ants seeing honey.

But none of those hateful old women were accepted by him, and the young man only noticed Wenna drinking alone in the corner, Wenna was just looking for someone to give her some physical comfort at first, but after a long time, she found that she had gradually become fond of this slightly ruffian little boy, and then things were logical, Peter needed someone who understood business and politics to help him win the inheritance, Wenna needed a man to soothe her body and mind, and Wenna's actual status was indeed much higher than that of the second son of the earl。

And the youngest daughter, who originally thought it was useless, could still catch an earl's heir, and the Marquis Lawrence soon finalized the marriage with the other party's parents, and both parties were happy. What follows is not much different from what Isaac got from the Northland Chamber of Commerce.

"Sure enough, it's a good candidate. ”

Isaac smiled slightly, this entry point in his plan was perfect, the devil's unique mark had been secretly buried in the deepest part of Wenna's soul from the moment the 'Back to the Past' spell was activated, as long as Wenna was truly depraved, then he could take advantage of the void to possess everything from her.

“...... My lord, I ...... How do I ...... How did you fall asleep...... "Wen Na slept very comfortably this night, never so comfortable, no dreams, no one woke her up, it seemed that the exhaustion of her whole body disappeared after this sleep.

"I'm so rude, ......"

"It's nothing, Miss Winna, you really need a good rest. ”

Isaac, smiling as always, continued, "You can call me Isaac. ”

"That's, it's a bit out of order. ”

"It's okay, am I really a hillbilly in the Northlands in your eyes?"

"Ah...... No, no, I just think it's rude!"

"Hehe, you're welcome, I hope to have your friendship, Wenna!"

Wen Na looked at the man in front of her, his eyes were soft and kind, and she seemed to regard herself only as a friend, but her heart jumped wildly, as if a voice was saying to herself in her ear, go up, hug him, hug him!

"Yes, to ...... Isaac. ”

"Uh-huh, look, it's not that difficult?" Isaac helped Vinna to sit up, poured a warm glass of water, watched her take a sip, and asked, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Lines, can you tell me about it?" ”

“......”

Wenna sighed, she really didn't even give up the last glimmer of hope, and now that man was like a dead man in her heart.

"Maybe, but it's not a big deal, I can handle it. You know, there will always be some problems between couples. ”

"But hitting people doesn't seem to me to be a small problem. ”

"Did you see it all?"

"Of course, this is Kacher, it's Snowy City, it's my city, and there's something I don't know?" Isaac got up and walked to the fireplace, rubbed his hands, bowed his head, and said, "If you can, you and your servants can stay in Cacher, and I'll give you a new identity, under my protection." ”

"Lord Duke......" Wen Na looked at Isaac with some surprise, how could this lord, who was extremely difficult to say outside, give himself such a generous treatment? Could it be that he coveted his own body? But it is not like ah, if this is the case, he could have attacked himself a few days ago, why did he delay until now? Or rather, he fell in love with the property of the Raines family, but it was only a lot of money, and 20,000 gold coins were enough to choke, according to the management of the resort hotel, it cost more than 135,000 gold coins to build a snowfield villa alone, and his family background was not even a fraction. Even, the Duke was a little darker, and directly killed all the servants of the Lines family, and no one would say a word about robbing money and robbery, after all, the people of the Northland often have no good impression of the people from Feren.

"You see, here we go again, I said you could call me by my name, dear Wenna. I'm always very generous with my friends, and there's no strings attached. ”

"So, can we all stay here!?"

"Strictly speaking, there is only one person I cannot keep, and that is your current husband, Mr. Peter, whom I don't have a good impression of. ”

"This ...... Can I think about it again?"

"Of course, Katcher is always ready to welcome you, Wenna. ”

Isaac shrugged, it would be strange if Winna agreed, and the result was expected by him.

"Thank you, Lord Duke, although you are my friend, I cannot be rude, I hope you will forgive the pathetic pride of a down-and-out nobleman!"