From that day on, the castle suddenly became busy, the servants had endless things to do every day, flowers, fruits and food, brought from different places and placed them in the cold room of the castle, and the gardeners used scissors to prune the roses in the manor day after day, completely turning the already beautiful castle into a fairy tale world.

Oncha knew that all of this was ordered by Ansel, but she didn't know what the viscount wanted to do.

As always, he stayed in the study to read books and correct documents, and sometimes there were some unbelievable smirks on his face, and Wen Cha would feel that his brain nerves were wrong at a certain moment.

As the days passed, one day the servants finally stopped their work, which was worthy of the king's arrival, and put on new servants' clothes and stood quietly in front of the castle gates, ready to welcome the guests from afar.

At that time, Steward Hill sent the prepared gift boxes into the Viscount's room one by one, and he was followed by a few ingenious tailors, and when he saw the little girl behind the Viscount, his face showed a little envy.

Anse El took the box and didn't let them in.

He took Wen Cha's hand, put one of the gift boxes in his hand, and said unhurriedly, "Go to the bathroom and change your clothes."

Wen Cha was a little dumbfounded, but the young viscount couldn't wait, and he threatened, "Don't let me carry you." ”

Wen Cha had no choice but to take the gift box to the bathroom, she opened the lid of the box, and was stunned when she saw the pure white dress inside.

It is not difficult to see the chic of this dress, this is a wedding dress studded with pearls, the style is very elegant and beautiful, and the beautiful roses are embroidered under the skirt, which looks extremely luxurious.

Wen Cha didn't expect Anse Air to give him such clothes.

She stood there stunned for a moment, and before she could react, what kind of honor this was.

Anse El changed into his dress, and seeing that she had not yet come out, as if he had expected her state, he reached over and knocked on the door, urging: "Hurry up, if you want me to change your clothes myself."

Wen Cha came back to his senses, pinched his arm heavily, and after finding out that it was not a dream, he reached out and picked up his clothes.

The size of the dress is all according to her design.

This is evident after she puts it on.

Wen Cha remembered the numbers written by Ansel that day, but he didn't expect him to calculate so accurately.

She thought about a lot of things in her heart, so she changed her clothes and walked out.

At this time, the young Viscount, who had already changed into a dress of the same color, stood in front of the mirror and waited for her.

He has a slender figure, handsome eyebrows, and a cold look in his eyes, looking elegant and noble, and extremely gentlemanly.

Hearing the voice, Ansel turned his head, and the moment his eyes fell on Wen Cha, there was an indescribable temperature.

"Come to me," he said, holding out his hand toward Wen Cha, his thin lips lightly opened, "I want to take a closer look at you."

Wen Cha walked up to him with a little apprehension and hesitation in her skirt, and the young viscount, dissatisfied with her speed, grabbed her hand and took her into his arms.

"You're so beautiful," he couldn't help but kiss Wen Cha's cheek and said, "This dress is born to suit you."

Wen Cha's face turned red at once, and the young viscount reached out to remove the headband she was holding her hair, and the long brown hair was like fine silk, and the thousands of strands passed through his fingertips and landed on her shoulders.

Those beautiful emerald eyes, in such a scene, are breathtakingly beautiful.

Ansel took a deep breath to restrain his surging desires, and he led Wen Cha to the mirror on the floor, and asked her to look at the beautiful girl in the mirror.

Wen Cha looked over and saw his slender figure and the flush on his face.

"You're so good-looking today." The Viscount, who had always been stingy with praise, finally couldn't help but sigh, and he whispered in her ear.

Wencha shrunk her neck and was about to ask him what he wanted to do, when Anse El let go of her hand and took a beautiful bouquet of roses from the table she had ignored.

It was made of all kinds of roses in the estate, and the color was beautiful, as brilliant as the newborn morning sun.

The young viscount knelt down on one knee before her, took her hand, and his dark gray eyes, like mist, locked her deeply.

Under her surprised gaze, he said quietly: "Roses represent love, red roses are passionate love, white roses are pure love, pink roses are time, purple roses are precious, blue roses are unique, champagne roses are happiness, I give them all to you."

Anse El raised the flower in his hand, looked at her with a serious face, and continued: "Whether it is gray hair or twilight, or sincere and innocent, today, I want to give you all my wishes, only love, and happiness, and I hope you will live in passion, happiness, preciousness, and beauty in the future, and I will always guard you."

"Marry me." He said, "Tea Jones, I propose to you as an ordinary man, and I take my life as a vow to marry you, and after that you will share the glory with me, and go through ups and downs and riches together, and everything I have belongs to you, including my time and soul, and no one can separate us, and I will not let go of your hand even in death." ”

"Please grant my request." He took out a small gift box from his gown, which contained a diamond ring.

The ruby necklace was still around her neck, but he hoped that one day she would bring the diamond he had made for her, which was a privilege only for nobles, but she was only a servant, and servants could never wear diamonds, and they would be beaten into the abyss by nobles.

At that time, he was thinking that one day, he was going to make her different.

She can also do what she likes and what she wants to do, just like other girls.

Whether it's jade or diamonds, as long as she likes it, he can get it.

Now's the best time to do it.

He was willing to marry him at the cost of all his possessions, maybe he would lose his status as a viscount, or maybe many would mock them, but so what?

It's nothing compared to being with her.

The title can be re-bought, but there is only one beloved girl.

He didn't want to face any risk of losing her.

Of course, this is also the craziest investment he has ever made in his life.

He placed the ring in front of her eyes, took her hand, and asked with his eyes.

Wen Cha looked down at this, the Viscount who was once high in the sky, only to realize that he would also bend down and bow his head.

The Viscount, who had never been a minus to anyone else, actually proposed to her.

He was kneeling, and his hands were a little trembling, but the deep gray eyes, as if dyed with starlight, were profound and breathtaking.

Wen Cha could barely resist such affectionate eyes, her heart trembled, and her fingers moved to him, as if a century had passed before she heard her own voice.

"You know, sir," the corners of her mouth stiffened with nervousness, "I can't always refuse your request. ”