After binding the system I was forced to dress in women [Quick Transmigration]

"Where's the queen?"

The little maid who was concentrating on scrubbing the vase was startled by the sudden voice, turned around and saw His Majesty's gloomy face, immediately lowered her head in fear, trying not to tremble: "The king and queen are in the little prince's room. inside."

She timidly tightened the rag in her hand, and she saw a piece of clothes brushing by her side from the corner of the corner of her eye, walking a long distance, and then she relaxed.

King Charles' face was so ugly that after he entered the room, the maids in the room lowered their heads in fear and their hearts hung high. Seeing the king waving to them impatiently, they cautiously left the room.

Although the little prince is only over one year old, this room is quite spacious. The magnificent decoration shows the royal dignity and wealth. There is a gorgeous crib in the middle of the room, and her wife, Queen Catherine, is sitting on the bed with her back to him. Side, while gently rocking the cradle, while softly humming a lullaby.

Probably because she sensed that the atmosphere in the room was not right, Catherine turned her head, and there was a gentle smile on her face that hadn't come yet, but when she saw her husband's face, her delicate long eyebrows frowned slightly, then she got up and walked towards her husband .

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" she asked worriedly.

Charlie was embarrassed by people from all walks of life today. Everyone seemed to have an appointment, and they were all telling him about Auston. He was very annoyed. The anger couldn't be concealed: "What's the matter? Queen, it's not your brother's good deed!"

Catherine's face changed slightly: "Auston? What did he do?"

"Huh!" Charlie was sullen, and told her briefly about the Wilson family, recalling today's accusations about Auston——

The nobles burst into tears, saying how Auston was so rebellious at such a young age, how he relied on his status to run amok, and how they were oppressed, but because of His Majesty's face, they dared not speak out, and now they are still making trouble. If someone dies, I am afraid that it will be my turn next, so I have to ask His Majesty to make decisions for them.

"Now everyone is asking me to give them an explanation, what do you think I should do?"

Catherine's face became paler and she knelt on the ground holding the white skirt. She was a real beauty. She raised her head at this moment, her snow-white and slender neck bent into a weak arc, and looked over with pleading eyes. An irresistible, fragile beauty.

"Your Majesty, Auston is still too young. Sometimes he speaks and acts impulsively, but he is not vicious and unruly. He just doesn't know how to consider other people's feelings. These are all my sister's fault. He always He was born without a mother because I did not teach him well, if there is a punishment, I am willing to take the punishment on his behalf."

Charlie looked at his wife's eyes that were gradually turning red, and saw the crystal tears accumulated in her eyes. The blue eyes were like a pool of gentle clear springs, and the sparkling ripples surrounded him, soothing his restless emotions little by little, then Gentle and beautiful, just like the first time he saw her back then, he couldn't extricate himself just by looking at her.

Recalling the words of those people, his heart hardened again: "But this time Auston detained the Wilson family's son forcibly for one night, and he died the next day. This is an indisputable fact."

Catherine held back her tears stubbornly: "Do you think Auston would be such a cruel person?"

She didn't make too many excuses for Auston, just looked at him with that hurt expression, and Charlie couldn't help but soften his heart, but when he thought of Auston, he had become more and more capable in recent years, as the saying goes How can you allow others to snore and sleep? As a king, it is impossible not to be suspicious.

Catherine understood his eyes, and unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt with her fingers: "Auston has been investigating serial murders in the city for His Majesty recently, maybe...the matter of the Wilson family is related to that murderous demon."

Thinking of the serial murder case, Charlie felt a headache. People in the city are panicking recently, and Auston is indeed running around for this matter these days. The reason why he arrested Wilson is understood by everyone. Ston begged for mercy. Charlie didn't actually want to punish him severely, but he had been inexplicably filled with resentment and wanted to take the opportunity to express it. What's more...his main purpose today was not this.

"Wow——" The child over there was woken up, kicking his legs and crying loudly.

Catherine looked back worriedly, but she didn't get up, but tears finally welled up in her eyes, running across her fair cheeks, and the pear blossoms drizzled with rain.

Charlie couldn't see her like this the most, he gently helped his wife up, comforted him a bit, and even stretched out his hand to gently wipe away her warm tears.

"You, why are you crying more fiercely than a child?"

The child over there cried to Catherine's heart, "Your Majesty, child..."

Charlie smiled reassuringly, put his arms around her waist, and led her to the bedside, pinched the child's tender face with his fingers, teasing the child unskillfully.

While coaxing her son, Catherine observed his face unobtrusively. Seeing that his expression was the same, she was slowly relieved.

But then Charlie mentioned casually: "By the way, that Edward, do you remember?"

As soon as this name was mentioned, Catherine's heart was suddenly torn open by something, and blood and tears flowed out from the wound, excruciating pain, but her face didn't show at all, and her voice didn't show any abnormalities: "Well .”

Charlie said casually: "He was also involved in this incident. I don't need to pursue Auston, but I have to deal with him, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the Wilson family."

Catherine was holding the hand of the skirt, her knuckles gradually turning white.

"He used to be your family doctor. I heard that he has a very good relationship with your siblings. If I execute him, will you blame me?" After Charlie finished speaking, he fixed his eyes on his wife, trying to see her face clearly. Every expression.

Catherine just smiled slightly, patted their son with her hand, and looked at her husband with love in her eyes: "It's been so many years, and the relationship has long since faded. If this matter really has something to do with him, Your Majesty just Fair treatment, how can I blame you?"

A look of satisfaction finally appeared on Charlie's face.

Edward was sentenced to be burned by the church on the charge of witch doctor, and executed at dawn three days later.

When Auston heard the news, he was under house arrest by the old duke. He tried to resist and contact the outside world, but at this time he was no match for the old duke. Apart from his uncontrollable anger, he did nothing at all. It's nothing, calm down now, regretting that I was too impulsive and hurt Edward.

In the middle of the night, he was locked in the room, with his bloodshot eyes open, tossing and turning sleeplessly.

Suddenly, his window seemed to be tapped lightly by something.

Auston was shocked, and after making sure he heard correctly, he got out of bed lightly, came to the window, and opened it carefully.

Nothing.

Auston was a little disappointed, but then a black shadow flashed past his eyes, flew into the room, and landed on the table.

A black... crow?

Oston was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was to wonder where the crow came from, but then he realized that it was bigger than the average crow, with a majestic black feather, not only not afraid of people, but also looked at him very calmly, so one person and one crow After staring at each other strangely for a long while, the bird finally lost its battle, raking the table with its right paw impatiently.

Alston reacted immediately, grabbed the crow, groped its belly, took out a rolled up note from under its wings, glanced at the black bird who was dissatisfied with his rough actions, the corners of its mouth twitched, unexpectedly Someone will send a message with a crow...

The crow noticed his gaze, gave him a haughty look, then flapped its wings and flew out of the room.

The corners of Alston's mouth twitched even more cheerfully. He could actually see emotion in a bird.

He unfolded the note, and there were not many words on it. After reading it at a glance, his brows were deeply frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. When he was in a daze, the crow went back and forth, and "slapped" something in his hand.

Alston lowered his eyes, seeing a bright red rose that shouldn't bloom in this season.

Seeing him staring at the rose in a daze, the crow fluttered its wings impatiently, as if urging him.

Alston picked up the pen, with a dark light in his eyes.

three days later.

Before dawn, the central square was already overcrowded. Everyone came here early, waiting to see the murderous maniac who brought fear of death be burned to death, but after waiting for a long time, the church did not appear, causing everyone to discuss .

"Didn't you say that the demon is going to be executed today??"

"Yeah, it's already dawn, is there any accident?"

"Impossible, the bishop is the messenger of God, no evil can escape from his hands."

At this time, in the prison of the church, the cardinal's face turned black, "What's going on?"

The guards were all sweating profusely: "My lord, he was still there before, but in a blink of an eye, he disappeared."

"How could a living person suddenly disappear?"

"We, we don't know either."

The bishop was very angry, but considering his status, he could only resist the urge to yell. He was breathing quickly, and seeing that he could not delay any longer, he strode back to the church.

"My dear Lord, I confess my sins to you, please forgive me..." he begged devoutly.

At this time, the morning sun has slowly risen, and the stained-glass windows are dazzled by the light, and in the corner where the light cannot reach, there is an indistinct voice: "My poor child, don't worry, the Lord is so holy." And powerful, he has already helped us punish the wicked, making them fall into hell forever and cannot escape..."

Just as the crowd started to riot, people from the church finally showed up. They tied a man who couldn't tell what he looked like on the scaffold, and burned him to ashes in front of everyone. The archbishop, dressed in red, sprinkled the ashes with his own hands. Entering the river, solemnly announced that the devil has been punished.

That night.

Alston waited anxiously in the room, and the time passed by, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. Just when he was about to collapse, the window rang, and the black raven arrived as expected.

This silly bird was still very individual, flew directly above him, threw a rose on his face, then flapped its wings, and landed on the head of his bed.

Oston reached out to touch its belly, and quickly pinched its pecked beak with the other hand. This time, there was not only a note, but also a letter. He carefully unfolded the note. There was only one sentence on it: Thank you for how you are going ?

Auston only glanced at it and put it aside, opened the letter, and found Edward's handwriting, saying that he was safe and would leave this country soon to return to his favorite free life, so that he should not blame himself or worry.

Auston read every word, feeling uncontrollably melancholy in his heart. If he hadn't been impulsive, Edward would not have encountered such danger, and he didn't know if he would meet again in his lifetime.

But thinking about it now doesn't help, Alston rubbed his swollen temples, still thinking about what to do next.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the crow walked back and forth dissatisfiedly by his bedside. The way of shaking his head with its wings on its back was very funny, which made Oston want to laugh inexplicably. Think for a moment, quickly write down a line...

In the other part of the Witlands, Yu Fu was sitting by the table, the light was dim and warm, illuminating half of his handsome and gentle face, he stroked the black feathers of the bird on the table with one hand, and unfolded the note with the other: Your Excellency did not Tell me your identity, how do I repay you?

He raised his brows slightly, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the movements of his hands became more and more gentle. The bird was caressed all over his body, and he rubbed his hand flatteringly, and turned his head curiously, wanting to read the note in his hand .

"Go." Yu Fu gently pushed its black head aside with his index finger, and there was a deep smile in his deep and sweet voice: "Did you drop my flowers again, huh?"

The murderer was put to death, and Witlands finally returned to tranquility. The people were freed from the shadow of death, and they no longer had to worry about it. So the whole city rejoiced, and it was lively for several days.

Auston was lifted from the ban, and the old Duke seemed to be very pleased with his son's obedience, so he followed this wave of joy and held a family banquet.

On the day of the banquet, everyone in the family came, and because of the turmoil, the topic inevitably focused on Auston.

"Auston has caused a lot of trouble this time."

"Yeah, recently there was a rumor in the city that he was acquainted with that murderer. Did he instigate the serial murder..."

"Hey, Auston is almost 20, and it's time to start a family. Men, when they get married, they will naturally mature."

"Well, I think the Smiths' daughter is a good one, and she's about the same age..."

…………

Auston looked coldly at the familiar or unfamiliar faces, and listened to their excited whispers, as if he could see their hypocrisy through the gorgeous clothes, and couldn't help feeling agitated. He wished to leave immediately, but he could no longer do things according to his own preferences like before, otherwise the lesson this time would be in vain.

The old prince didn't seem to hear anything, he was sitting upright with his face sinking like water, motionless as a mountain, every pore on his body exuded the majesty of the head of the family.

After the banquet was finally over, Auston didn't want to stay for a minute longer, and strode out the door, but when he passed the garden, he met his half-brother.

Although they have half the same blood, the two brothers look nothing alike. Leon is more like the old duke, with the same aquiline nose and broad face, which makes his facial features look a bit sinister.

"Second Brother, how's the time going?" Leon asked knowingly, with a smile on his face.

Auston said calmly, "Thank you brother for your concern." After speaking, he wanted to pass him and leave.

Leon obviously didn't want to let him go, he took a step to block his way again, and made an inch: "I see you are doing well, poor Edward took the blame for others..."

Auston's face changed suddenly, but it only took a second for him to return to normal. The corners of his mouth curled up mockingly, and his handsome face was stained with evil spirits instantly: "Brother, instead of caring about others, you should think about how to satisfy father. After all, you are The 'first in line heir' to the title."

"you!"

……

After this incident, Witlands really calmed down. There were no more terrorist murders for half a month. The hanging hearts of the people were finally completely let go, and the nightlife of the residents returned to the previous prosperous state.

But Auston still didn't let go of his mind. He subconsciously felt that the serial murder case would not be so simple, and wanted to continue the private investigation. However, troubles soon followed, which made him distracted and put the murder case aside.

The old duke was preparing for his marriage, and when he knew about it, he was notified to meet his fiancée candidate—Isabella, the daughter of the Russell family.

Auston restrained his emotions and confronted the old Duke, but he got a non-negotiable answer, so he left home in a rage and lived in the barracks.

His side is ruthless, but the other side is full of intentions. Isabella has been looking forward to the day of meeting him since she knew that the two families had made a marriage contract.

That night, she lay on the edge of the bathtub, talking to the maid behind her who was helping her scrub her back: "Luna, I'm finally going to marry him! What should I wear on the day we meet?"

The people behind were wiping more and more slowly, but they didn't speak for a long time.

"Luna?" Isabella turned around in doubt, and saw that her maid's complexion was very bad, her lips were pale and peeling, and there was a thick black circle around her eyes, as if she was not feeling well, so she couldn't help caring: " You don't seem to be in a good spirit recently, is it because the bite wound hasn't healed yet?"

Luna said "ah" unresponsively, and shook her head: "No, I just have a lot of nightmares recently, and I haven't had a good rest."

"Is that so..." Isabella frowned delicately, "Should I see a doctor?"

"No, no need, it will be fine in a few days, Miss, please turn around quickly so that I can wipe your body, the water will be cold soon." Luna urged.

Isabella was still a little worried, but as the water temperature became lower, she was afraid that she would not be able to meet Alston in the best condition if she caught a cold, so she turned around obediently without further entanglement.

The two stopped talking, and there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom. Isabella was so indulging in her beautiful thoughts that she didn't hear the heavier panting behind her, until she was pulled back to her consciousness by the pain.

"Ah!" Isabella cried out in pain, and immediately turned her head to look at her back, "What's going on?"

Luna lowered her head, her body convulsed and trembled, and under Isabella's horrified gaze, she slowly opened her golden eyes, revealing her sharp teeth...