before he was crowned king

"You tell me, and I can help you find it together." Janice continued.

"Perfume...that bottle of perfume..." Mrs. Mary muttered in her mouth, her voice low and hissing like a snake spitting out a letter.

"Ma'am, all your perfumes are stored here." Janice took out a wooden box from the cabinet, and she carried the wooden box to Madam Mary, "Which bottle do you need?"

Janice didn't wait for an answer, because Mrs. Mary had already reached into the wooden box she was carrying and quickly rummaged through it.

Until she found a swan-shaped crystal vessel, Madam Mary's actions suddenly stopped.

"Ma'am, what's the matter with you?" Janice recognized this strangely shaped perfume bottle, which was a gift from the deceased Viscount Sean to Madam Mary.

"It's nothing." The sweet breath began to spread, perhaps "Radelle" played a soothing role, and Madam Mary's mood calmed down, and she seemed to return to her normal appearance.

Mrs. Mary held the perfume bottle and raised her hands. Janice was stunned for a moment, and then came behind Mrs. Mary to untie the layers of shackles behind her.

"Janice." Madam Mary said suddenly, "The smells of the perfumes are actually very similar, after all, they are all the smells taken from those flowers."

"You're right." Janice didn't know why Mrs. Mary suddenly became interested in perfumes. She couldn't figure out the situation, so she could only follow the other person's mind and say, "Perfumes are all the same."

"Yeah, what's weird, it's just an ordinary vetiver iris, which grows everywhere in the garden." Mrs. Mary took off her skirt and leaned lazily on the recliner, as if she was talking to herself.

"Would you like to shower now?" Janice whispered.

"Where's Alex?" Mrs. Mary seemed to remember something, and suddenly straightened up, "Why didn't he come back from the academy during the birth holiday?"

"Master Alex...he came back today..." Janice said.

"Have you been back?" Madam Mary frowned, "What do you mean you have been back?"

"Master Erics came back to the manor at dusk." Janice sorted out her words, "Master Erics said he was going to the Western Territory."

"What?" Madam Mary's voice was a little sharp, "What is he going to the Western Territory for?"

"Master Erics didn't say why he went. He came back with friends of the students, maybe they went out together. They came to the manor for dinner, and then the young master went to see Miss Lilian. I was very dissatisfied with the treatment, and there were some disputes afterwards." Janice's voice was very low, for fear of irritating the woman in front of her.

"What are you talking about? Why don't you stop him, at least let him wait for me to come back!"

"Master Alex insists on leaving..."

"Lie!" Mrs. Mary raised her hand and hit Janice directly in the face, "This is his home, why would he want to leave?"

"I, I don't know." Janice knelt on the ground, not daring to look at Mrs. Mary's ferocious face. At this moment, she suddenly thought of what the man said, "Maybe, maybe it's because... it's because of Lilian Miss……"

"Lilian? Can she speak already?"

"Yes, sometimes...it's okay." Janice prostrated herself on the ground.

The high heels stepped on the back of her hand, Janice bit her lip tightly, and let out a groan in her throat.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Janice was slightly relieved. She knew that she would not have to suffer tonight, and Madam Mary had already left.

"Janice." The door of the room closed and opened, and someone came in and helped Janice up.

"Thank you." Janice glanced at the old housekeeper and thanked him softly.

"The madam is in a bad mood again? I heard something outside just now." The old butler asked worriedly.

"Maybe something happened at the banquet." Janice said with her head lowered. At this time, there was already a high swelling on the back of her right hand.

"Is there any harm? Did Madam beat or scold you?" The old butler sighed heavily.

"It's okay, a little injury, I'm used to it." Janice shook her head.

"That's good. Don't blame Madam. She didn't treat you like this because you didn't do well. Don't be too harsh on yourself." The old butler kindly persuaded.

"Yeah." Janice nodded, "I know. You were right before, Madam is just sick, and I need someone to vent my feelings about."

"That's the truth. The actions you saw were not Madam's intention." The old butler sighed with emotion.

"The lady took me in, fed me, gave me a job...I don't blame her," Janice said.

"Just figure it out. I'm going over there to have a look. Madam seems to have gone to Miss Lilian's room just now." Thinking of this, the old housekeeper didn't dare to delay, "I hope nothing will happen to Miss Lilian's body. It's very weak."

"Me too." Janice followed after the old butler after thinking about it.

The old butler nodded, and the two hurried to Lilian's resting room with the oil lamp in hand. Just as they reached the third floor, they faintly heard the girl's painful cries. lament.

"We have to hurry up." Feeling that something was wrong, the two ran to the room at the end of the corridor.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly shot directly from the window of the passing room, and the old housekeeper and Janice had to block it with their hands.

The ear-piercing shattering sound made people lose their hearing for an instant, and vines like a tide rushed through the iron door, pouring out from the room where Lilian was.

"What the hell happened here?" The road ahead was blocked, and seeing the thorny branches attacking Janice, the old butler pulled her closer to the next room.

Janice stood there in shock, as if she hadn't recovered from the moment of life and death just now, she wanted to open her mouth to thank the old housekeeper, but when she turned her head to look at the window, her mind went blank .

Through the transparent window, she saw the erected torches burning in the dark night.

Janice couldn't help rubbing her eyes, she even felt hallucinations.

This mansion was surrounded by people?