Yesterday afternoon, after Ian left, Mir began to clean the room, and there was a kind of industriousness in him throughout, he hated laziness, which was carved in his bones, and it was the only secret in his heart, and the secret that he could not reveal, and the secret had been buried in his heart for ten years.

If you look at it from a certain angle, or a certain state, he will look like a woman. He was wrapped in an apron, bent over and pouting his round ass, carrying a homemade mop in his hand, washing in a basin of clear wood, and his movements were swift and skillful, he did not like to hire a maid, he always felt that it would be a waste of money, and he liked to do everything himself.

Mir is 28 years old this year, and when he was 15 years old, he was a lively and lovely girl until he read his mother's letter and had to rush home to the family.

Because his grandfather Prince Andrew is about to die, after his death, the Duke of York's family still has no male heir, which means that the duke title is about to be withdrawn, and the aristocratic status is facing collapse, as the youngest daughter Mill, she suddenly has an idea, she tries to change her gender.

When Mill was 18 years old, his mother's belly was still in good shape, and after the birth of his fifth sister, the Queen of the Sun Never Sets decided to revoke the title of Duke and revoke the Duke of York's nocratic status, however, Mill appeared in Windsor Castle with a new look, and everyone present was shocked by this scene.

Mir identified himself to the Queen, and the onlookers in the castle almost felt absurd and unrealistic, no one had ever inherited the title of Duke by changing his gender, and his father was equally angry at Mir's actions, which were simply pointless.

Faced with the curiosity, surprise, questioning, and speculation of the onlookers, Mir decided that he was a complete liar, and his father was ashamed of this, and in the Queen's rage, she brandished the great sword in her hand and drove Mir away.

When Mill returned to Cambridge school, he found out in the library that there was a curse on the title of Duke of York, and the news about the curse was in the letter that was sent, and his mother specifically mentioned it, and later, the devil appeared, and he tried to talk to Mir, and it happened that he had read the book, and the devil told Mir that it would help Mir to solve the curse of the Duke of York's family, and the devil calmed down Mir's sad mood in order to achieve his desired goal.

It didn't take long for the Devil to gain the trust of Mill, who had not had time to pack his things, and was sent to New Orleans in 1794 by the Devil with only a few pills.

Mir had almost eaten up all the medicine he had brought, he had already eaten it up 5 years ago, and he could only get some trace elements from certain foods that contained male hormones, at least not so that Alina could not see any changes in his physical appearance.

His beard and hair were scarce, and they had not yet pierced the skin completely, so that when Alina was intimate with him, she noticed that his smooth skin was elastic, which made her a little jealous compared to the hairy men of the French district.

But Alina never doubted him, although she said that - your skin doesn't look like a man's - your eyes look so beautiful, something like that.

When Mir woke up, it was past eight o'clock in the morning, and it was the noise of Alina making breakfast in the kitchen that woke him up.

At this moment, he felt very annoyed, annoyed that he had forgotten what Ian had told him yesterday.

In the kitchen, Alina has already prepared breakfast, she first pours the hot milk into a cup, then puts whole wheat bread, fried eggs, 50 grams of ham, 40 grams of cheese, 2 tablespoons of jam and 80 grams of beef on a plate, and finally repeatedly arranges them one by one on the smooth and flat basswood table.

Alina was about to go upstairs to wake up the slumbering Mir for breakfast, but when she noticed that there was no snoring upstairs, she hurried up to see Mir sitting on a swan-feather mattress staring out the window in a daze.

Alina sat next to Mir, looking at his sad face, worried that Mir's condition was starting to flare up again, she tried to interrupt Mir, she smiled and stretched out her white palm and shook it in front of Mir's features a few times.

Mir didn't react, Alina seemed to be attracted by Mir's blue eyes, as clear as a lake, she seemed to see the sea, she felt her soul as if swimming in the water.

"Honey, what's on my face?" Mir asked, relieved.

Alina kissed Mill's rosy cheek and said, "Honey, your eyes have made me lose myself, I love everything about you. ”

"Baby, what did you make delicious?" Mir stroked his empty stomach and said, "The aroma is overflowing, I feel that it is hungry." ”

"The damn rainy season is finally over!" Mir looked out the window and said, "Honey, I need you to open all the windows, the room needs to breathe, I need to breathe, you know I hate moisture." ”

Alina nodded, and was just about to go downstairs when there was a sudden knock at the iron door, but the knock was much lighter than Ian's.

Alina glanced back at Mir, who had barely any expression on his face, and his smile vanished for a moment.

There was a sense of foreboding in Mir's psyche, and from the moment he arrived in New Orleans, he had a special insight into discerning smells, listening to the whispers of his neighbors, and looking out over the sea, and for a moment he wondered if there was something wrong with his senses.

He didn't know if it was good or bad to have this ability, and the only thing he could confirm at the stage of his surgery was that the doctor would never have had time to replace any of his organs.

"Go, my darling, go open the door and greet them, there are three of them." Mill sat on the edge of the bed and began to get dressed.

Alina was a little confused, and stroked a strand of blonde hair in front of her eyebrows behind her ear - the hair blocked her view, and she asked, "They?" Who are they? ”

"Sheriff."

Then Alina grabbed the corner of her skirt and hurried downstairs, she pulled the deadbolt and opened the iron door with all her might, and she saw a fat and strong sheriff standing in the doorway.

Alina was frightened at the sight of the terrible uniform, and she hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Sheriff, may I ask you what is the matter?" ”

"Does Mir live here, our chief asked me to take Mir for questioning, we suspect he has something to do with a murder." Behind the fat man, a thin man with a thick beard at the mouth stood next to the fat man and said in a very tough tone.

Alina took a few steps back in shock, even though she had stayed at her girlfriend's last night, she had no idea that Mir would be involved in a murder, and Alina was pretty sure that no one in the world knew Mir better than she did.

Alina recalls what her mother had told her that Mir had been rescued from a fire when she was 5 years old and adopted as her own. It was six years before she was officially acquainted with her mother, Mary Rosalie, who had never done anything out of the ordinary until she had a delicate relationship with Mill, and never had ever been.

"Neil, you're being so reckless!" The fat-headed, big-eared sheriff reprimanded the man next to him, "Listen, bastard, be gentle with beautiful women. ”

"Yes, sir."

The sheriff turned to Alina and said, "Girl, we are only suspicious of him, we just took him for questioning, and if he did not do this, I will personally send him back and safely to you." ”

At the same time, the magistrate observed Alina's figure, she was so delicate and beautiful, her body was well-proportioned, her skin was fair and translucent, like a wave, and her golden curls hung down from her waist, adding to her a divine aura that rivaled the god Aphrodite in Greek mythology.

If Mir is really guilty, he can let the young woman in front of him gain his heart—just like the story of the god Aphrodite in Greek mythology, and he is very satisfied with his calculations.

At some point, Mir was already standing opposite the sheriff, and he quickly grabbed the flintlock pistol at the doorway, raised the gun, and pointed it at them, angrily saying, "Bernard, don't hit her idea!" Otherwise I'll let you all die here. ”

"Mir, calm down!"

"No, man, please calm down! Don't let it go off! ”