Chapter 1: The Son-in-law of the Ti Family
"Looks good, you've done a good thing at last, Duke."
"If you're satisfied, Lady Dimitrescu."
Leon heard a man and a woman talking, not far from him.
But he clearly remembered that he was dead, after all, he was hit head-on by a mud truck full of goods, how could there be no reason not to die.
Could it be that modern medicine has reached the level where the body can be saved even if it is knocked to pieces?
Estimated unlikely.
He preferred to believe that he had crossed over.
Thinking to myself in my heart, the conversation between the two not far away continued, the accent was a little strange, and the tone was not unpleasant, but it had a unique charm.
Leon tried to open his eyes to see who was speaking, but found that he couldn't do it at all.
It's as if there is a thin film between the soul and the body, causing the mind to be temporarily unable to control the body.
"Madam, I think you also know that it took me a lot of effort to find him, in this day and age, such an ancient and pure bloodline is enough to be called a rare but undesirable one, so..."
The man known as the Duke had a flattering and philistine voice, and Leon could even restore his image in his mind.
Cunning, cunning, and well-behaved clothes are filled with insatiable greed and lust, either extremely fat or extremely thin, covered with expensive gold and silver ornaments, and perhaps with a gold-wire monocle between their eyes, which perfectly fits Leon's stereotype of a black-hearted businessman or an evil capitalist.
"Mother goddess Miranda kept your life, but she didn't let you use it to bargain with me, just according to the price agreed before, I won't give you any more!"
The lady decisively refuted the duke's request for a price increase, with a hint of threat in her tone.
The Duke laughed dryly: "As you wish, ma'am, don't let a little thing affect our friendship. β
Li Ang, who couldn't see with his eyes and could only 'listen', grasped a key piece of information.
Mother Goddess Miranda.
Very, very familiar name, but I can't remember who it is.
At this time, the lady asked, "Are all the memories cleaned?" I don't want him to affect my lovely daughters. β
The Duke replied, "Of course, he is now as clean as a blank sheet of paper, and only needs to rest for a few more days, and when the effects of the medicine are all absorbed, he will be a perfect husband." β
"I'll believe you again." The lady continued: "Carry him into the castle and put him next door to me. β
Suddenly, Leon felt himself being lifted.
Although the eyes are unable to see and the limbs are paralyzed, the basic sense of smell and touch is still present.
He knew he was being placed in some kind of rectangular container.
The season is supposed to be winter, because the air around me is quite cold, and the goosebumps on the skin have not gone down.
In addition, Leon could always smell a foul smell.
Especially when it is lifted, the smell becomes more intense.
It is not the body odor of not bathing for a long time, nor the foul smell of filth, nor the fishy smell of fish and seafood, but a rancid smell like rotten meat.
Coupled with the dialogue between the 'duke' and the 'lady' just now, Li Ang, who had just arrived, was quite apprehensive in his heart.
But this mood didn't last long, and the sudden sleepiness instantly overwhelmed his consciousness.
I don't know how long it took, Leon woke up from the chaos again.
This time, the rancid smell that lingered on the tip of the nose disappeared, replaced by a strong floral scent, mixed with a hint of alcohol, and the smell of blood...
If Leon was not mistaken, the complicated smell came from the 'honorable' lady.
Madame seems to be in a very good mood today, humming a small tune in her mouth, and occasionally hearing the sound of turning pages, she should be reading a book.
However, this cosy comfort was soon broken by a series of chaotic footsteps.
Several black figures ran into the room, and the leader shouted excitedly:
"Mom, Mom, I heard from the servants that I have a candidate for my future husband?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leon felt something pressing on him, and then a few cold fingers stroked his cheek.
"Oh my God, Mom, he's so beautiful!"
"It's like... Like the prince in this story, I think I'm already in love with him! β
Madame closed the book in front of her lap, with a little helplessness and pampering on her face: "Bella, when can you learn to be a lady like your two younger sisters." β
Unimpressed, Bella continues to squeeze into the same bed with her future husband.
"Mother, we will sleep together when we are late anyway, so what's the difference between one day earlier and one day later?"
"Besides, my sisters just look ladylike, maybe they're crazier than me in their bones."
The two younger sisters were a little unhappy and wanted to reason with their sister, but they were stopped by their wife: "Okay, be quiet girls." β
"What do I want you to take?"
"Mother, with me." The black-haired second daughter handed the palm-sized wooden box to her wife.
Madame opened the lid of the box, and there was something resembling a syringe on the red velvet lining.
"Revered Mother Goddess Miranda, thank her for her gifts."
Including Bella on the bed, the three daughters said in unison: "Thank you Mother Goddess." β
"That's right, Mom!" Bella suddenly thought of something and got up from Leon: "The mother goddess said that she will be away for a while recently, and when she is away, let us pay more attention to the movements in the village." β
The lady asked, "Did the Mother Goddess tell her where she was going?" β
Bella thought for a while: "It seems to be the United States, but I don't know where I went, and I didn't say what I was going to do." β
The lady said disdainfully: "I guess it's for her precious daughter, except for this long-dead Eva, no one is worthy of her to be so excited." β
The topic involved the contradiction between the mother goddess and the lady, and the three daughters did not dare to comment at will.
"That's it, girls." Madame got up and came to the bed: "Miranda has Miranda's business, and we have our own business. β
She shook the syringe in her hand, "Does anyone want to wake up our Sleeping Beauty?" β
"Bella?"
Bella hurriedly shook her head: "I can't, Mom, he's as beautiful as a fragile vase, and I'm reluctant to hurt him now." β
As a fiancΓ©e, Bella refused, and the two younger sisters naturally did not become the first birds.
Seeing this, the lady had no choice but to take matters into her own hands, grabbing one of Leon's arms and saying, "How can it be called harm, this is a gift from the mother god!" β
As he spoke, the needle plunged into Leon's wrist.
As Madame's fingers gradually pressed, the yellow-green liquid in the syringe flowed into his veins and quickly spread throughout his body.
Soon the tearing pain began to rage, it not only acted on the body, but also on the soul, Leon's facial features began to distort, his body twitched continuously, his spine seemed to swing back and forth like a snake, the blood vessels were bulging, as if they were about to burst, and the skin everywhere was bulging densely in small packets one second, and the next second it was dented.
Looking at Leon, who was curled up in a ball because of the pain, Bella couldn't help but be a little worried.
"Mother, he'll be fine, will he?"
Madame, however, was there, condescendingly observing Leon's reaction.
"If he dies here, it proves that he is not qualified to accept the gift, let alone become a member of the Dimitrescu family."
In the end, she did not forget to comfort her daughter: "Relax, death is death, I will help you find a better one." β
Bella bowed her head in frustration: "You always say that, but this is already my favorite among the dozen candidates." β
"But they didn't pass the test, did they?" Madame patted her daughter on the shoulder.
Compared with Bella's sentimentality, the two younger sisters looked at Leon writhing wantonly on the bed with great interest.
It's as if the more pain he gets, the more excited the two become.
Half an hour passed, and Leon finally quieted down, sweat soaking his clothes and bed, and his limbs were as weak as bones, but his heaving chest proved that he was still alive.
And, after this stimulation, the foreign soul finally completely merged with the body.
He slowly opened his eyes.
"Look, Mom, he's survived!"
Bella hugged her mother excitedly and shouted, but the two younger sisters showed some disappointment.
Madame stroked her eldest daughter's hair with a relieved smile on her face: "Yes, he survived, maybe we should prepare some greeting gifts for the new members of the family." β
Bella looked up at her mother and hurriedly replied, "I'm going to give myself to him!" β
"He's your man, you can do whatever you want." Madame said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, "But before I can do that, I must check on him." β
She stretched out two fingers to open Leon's eye sockets to see if his pupils were reactive, and then broke her jaw to examine his teeth like an animal.
Finally, Madame grabbed Leon's arm and swiped her fingernails at the point of the needle.
Immediately the blood flowed.
Madame immediately brought the wound to her mouth and sucked it hard, and the crimson blood was sucked into her mouth without a drop.
"Tender and delicious, the Duke really didn't lie this time."
Madame licked her lips, a little unsatisfied, not vain her patience these days.
"Mother, can you try it too?" Bella stepped forward, her eyes full of longing.
"Absolutely." Madame smiled and moved out of the way.
She has always been infinitely tolerant of her daughters.
Bella eagerly grabbed the arm, and seeing that the wound was about to heal, she immediately opened her mouth and bit it.
The sharp canine teeth punctured the wound again, and sweet blood flowed into the mouth.
After tasting the deliciousness, she gnawed and bit like crazy, and from time to time she stuck out her tongue to lick the missing blood.
The two younger sisters also wanted to come up and get a piece of the pie when they saw her like this, but they were warned by her with vicious eyes, and at the same time let out a beastly roar in their throats.
The younger sisters had no choice but to ask their mother for help, with grievances on their faces.
At this time, Madame came out to play a round: "Bella, be gentle with your husband, his hands are about to be bitten off by you." β
"Also, don't lose your temper with your sisters."
Bella reluctantly stopped, but her hands clutched her arm: "But he's mine!" β
"But you're a sister." Madame snatched her bloody arm from her eldest daughter's hand, and forced her desire to tuck it into the quilt.
"You should let some sister."
"Anyway, he has a strong recovery ability after receiving the gift, what if you give a little bit to your sister?"
"Have you forgotten that your two sisters usually think about you when they have any good things."
Bella, whose mouth was full of crimson, looked very entangled: "Okay, I listen to you, but I can only give them a little bit." β
As she spoke, she put her thumb and forefinger together and posed a fingertip universe.
"Of course, Mom, you can get a little more."
Hearing her daughter say this, Mrs. showed a relieved smile: "Finally, I didn't hurt you in vain, and you still know that you think about me." β
Bella was a little shy and buried her head in her mother's chest to be coquettish.
Knowing that they will have a part in the future, the two younger sisters are very satisfied, and they also rush into their mother's arms.
A family of four, happy and happy.
As for what Leon was doing at this time?
A: He was stupefied.