The next day, after Wen Cha got up, he went downstairs and instructed the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Although she is married to Ansel, she has not left behind the matter of the maid that she is accustomed to.

After the kitchen was almost ready, Wen Cha went upstairs to wash and change clothes.

When the two went downstairs, they sat side by side at the table, and the servants of the first class, who had used to serve breakfast one by one, took care of the warm tea as if they were taking care of Ansel.

Wen Cha overcame her slight discomfort, and after eating, she went into the study with Anse Elle.

Ansel was correcting the documents on the side, and Wen Cha prepared a pot of tea and read a book on the side.

The atmosphere between the two was very quiet, and after falling asleep with warm tea and reading, Anse El reached out and carried her to the chaise longue beside her.

A young and beautiful girl, in the early summer sun, is brighter than the roses outside the window.

Ansel kissed her on the cheek and was about to let go of her hand and continue working, but Warm Tea changed her usual gentleness and grabbed his hand.

Ansel thought that she was reluctant to give up on herself, and was about to kiss her again, but found that she had a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, her brows were furrowed, and there was a horror between her eyebrows that she had never felt before.

She gripped Ansel's palm and whispered.

“…… Don't die...... No...... Kill me......"

Even though her voice was low, Anse El could hear it clearly.

Must have had some bad nightmare.

"The robbers are coming...... Let's go......"

His brows furrowed, and he reached out to touch his little wife's forehead, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here with you...... Don't be afraid ......"

"No!"

Wen Cha didn't feel his comfort, she screamed, and woke up from her dream.

When she opened her eyes and saw Ansel, she reached out and put her arms around his neck, and without saying a word, her eyes red and frightened.

"What's wrong?" Anse El gently rubbed her back and asked gently, "Did you have any bad dreams?" ”

"I dreamed that I was dead." Wen Cha said in a hurry, "I dreamed of you, Linda and her younger siblings, all ...... It's all ......" she couldn't say that "all are dead", only the strength of holding him continued to deepen.

Hearing this, Ansel's eyes flashed with distress, and he gently comforted her, "Dreams are all fake, they and I will live well, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side." ”

"It was a very terrible dream," said Winsha, "and I dreamed of robbers who rode into the castle on horseback, wantonly killing people, Sophia, Hill Steward, Dr. Albert...... All of us have been ......"

Ansel's face darkened.

Wen Chahou looked at him fearfully, and continued, "No one can stop them, not even the knights, they are like locusts crossing the border, destroying everything in the castle, the fence fell, the roses withered, and the castle was annihilated by a fire. ”

"My lord......" she said uneasily, "I can't be afraid, this dream is too real......

Hearing this, Ansel lowered his head and kissed her eyes, and the foreboding feeling in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

He attaches great importance to the dream of warm tea, now the two major families are competing for the right to inherit the throne, and there are countless robbers and outcasts in the country, if these people really rise up and come to the rose manor to fight the autumn wind, what awaits them will be a catastrophe.

"You trust me......" Wen Cha grabbed the hem of his chest, "We must do something, I don't want to lose this manor, I have never seen a more beautiful place than here......"

"What do you want to do?" Ansel asked softly, not thinking at all that there was anything wrong with Wen Cha taking this dream seriously.

"Can we give all the servants a few days off?" Wen Cha asked the young viscount wistfully.

Ansel didn't rely much on servants, except for the cook, his warm tea could arrange what he wanted to do, but because of the nobleman's appearance and his own value, he hired so many servants.

He agreed to warm tea's request almost without thinking,

"Thank you," Wen Cha's hesitant face finally showed a slight smile, "Then I'll give them seven days off, and after seven days, I'll let them come back, okay?" ”

"Of course."

"Before the holidays, I would like to invite some knights to the house," said Wen Cha, "whether that dream is true or not, we can't sit still, right?"

"You're thinking great." Anse El looked at her appreciatively, "These are very good ideas. ”

"Thank you," Wen Cha was moved by his unconditional trust, and she leaned into Ansel's heart, her face a little more settled.

Originally, she planned to sneak away by herself, and the Rose Manor and Ansel's life and death had nothing to do with her, but now, she has become a viscountess, and Ansel is so good to her, she should be a maid who has reached the pinnacle of life, and she runs away before enjoying the special treatment of the nobles, which is too much of a loss, it is better to find a way to keep this place, and then live a happy and beautiful life.

"You will arrange for the servant's holiday," Ansel said calmly, "and as for the knight's appointment, I will be ready." ”

"How many knights would you like to invite?" Wen Cha asked with concern.

Anse El didn't hide it from her, "Do you remember the original Abel Knight?" ”

"Remember, he captured that gang of robbers, do you want to invite him over?"

"Yes."

"But the army he led was very small."

"I know," Ansel said quietly, "I'll ask for others."

"For example?"

"Like the army that fought the Black Death?"

"Shall we move?" Wen Cha was a little skeptical, "Aren't they going to fight?" How could they be willing to come here to protect us? ”

"Please, move." Anse El's heart said that as long as there is a reward, whether it is the knight or the master behind those people, he is willing to sell him a face.

His generosity last time had already impressed those people, and this collaboration will go well.

When Wen Cha saw his determined appearance, he knew that he should have to pay a lot of price for inviting those people over.

She gently shook his hand, "Why, do you believe me like that......"

If someone told her such a thing for no reason, she would be skeptical.

But Anse Air didn't, he was calm and even extremely cooperative.

This makes Wen Cha, who has prepared a lot of lines, have no chance to perform at all.

"I don't believe you, who do I believe?" The corners of Ansel's mouth hooked, "You are the person I love the most in the world, not only will I not doubt you, but I will also trust what you say, which is the honor of being a husband." ”

Wen Cha blushed a little when he said, "What if there weren't those robbers?" You're going to be disappointed in me. ”

"Why the disappointment?" Ansel lifted her chin and said seriously, "Even if not, is it wrong for me to ask these people to protect the castle?"

Warm tea: "......" sounds right......

"Don't worry," Ansel rubbed her cheek, "no matter what happens, I'm on your side." ”