Young Dragon Breeding Program

Taller.Suddenly remembering that Duran was nearby, he quickly covered his mouth and fixed his eyes on Loren not to let him leave his sight.

You're welcome.

But it's not wrong at all...

Loren sighed slightly again, and wanted to reach out to touch John's head, but the latter avoided him.

Loren's hand stopped in the air, and he quickly retracted it.

"I know, but I have to..." Loren pondered for a while, then continued, "Go to the new land, in order to pass the test there. If I don't go there, I won't be able to feel at ease for the rest of my life."

"What? What is that place? What are you doing there?"

Loren watched him ask questions like a cannonball, and suddenly his expression froze, as if he had an epiphany.Loren felt that it was almost done, turned around and lifted the curtain, only to see the bright moonlight, turned to John and replied, "That belongs to us, the habitat of the dragon clan. However, it is only a habitat after all."

Averting his eyes, he narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Remember, John, one day you will go there and you will understand everything. This is the arrangement of fate. As for now, you just need to be by his side."

After finishing speaking, he jumped down, and gradually changed from bright color to dark color, and quickly melted away in the quiet night.

"Bastard! Come back to me!"

John ran out in a hurry, knowing that he might not even touch his tail.

"Huh, running away halfway through the talk, it's really disrespectful." Leaning on the railing and looking down, John was discouraged. If there was a tail behind him at this moment, he would definitely shake it from side to side unwillingly, "That sentence What do you mean..."

correct!

John immediately sensed something, and with a wave of his hand, disturbed the fluctuations in the space.The irregular rings vibrated, like a stone was thrown on the surface of calm water. According to the size of the stone, that is, the intensity of its volatile power, this vibration will automatically change accordingly.

No wonder there was no response from the next door for so long. It turned out that when Loren entered this place, he had set up an enchantment around the entire room.

Rather, he was overthinking.

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You can find news about the reconstruction of the church everywhere in the street.What is strange is that no representative has come forward to explain this matter. Apart from measures to suppress public discussion, the perpetrators are not even clear.But that's not his concern, because no one wants to make a big deal out of it.The most likely result is to find any excuse, or directly place it in the freezer for a period of time to let it subside naturally.

There are some small blessing ceremonies nearby, basically to comfort the panic and involuntary psychology of a few people.Even so, there were many people who participated, and those who didn't know because they lived far away also stopped their carriages and stopped to watch when they passed by.

"God bless the light."

A noble lady passed by the street where the church was located, and seeing the scene of everything being burned and collapsed, she couldn't help taking a breath, and lightly covered her chest with one hand;Her face is no longer at the youngest stage, but it is still extremely beautiful. Standing alone in such a dilapidated place really does not fit her status.

The carriage stopped not far behind her, and the driver was ordered to stay where he was.So the noble lady just went to look outside by herself, showing a few traces of compassion, which lasted for about a short while and then subsided.

Reaching out, tearing it open, a broken white petal fell down.

She was carrying a long skirt, but accidentally stepped into a small puddle, slipped her foot, and was about to get into a mess, at this moment, two hands hurriedly grabbed her arms and helped her stabilize center of gravity.The skirt was also saved.The lady was greatly relieved, but she still couldn't help being frightened, and tremblingly raised her head to look at this strange man who was equivalent to a lifesaver.

Oh my god, if I fell down so stupidly just now and went back like a stray dog ​​rolling on the side of the road, it would definitely become a joke among the ladies.

In this respect dignity is more important than life.

"thank you……"

"No, it's easy to do." The man smiled softly, looking at the lady whose face was gradually flushing under his gaze, who lowered her head and dared not look at each other, suddenly remembered something, and put a bunch of lilies that were not stained with dust Flowers were handed to her.The latter didn't know what to do, so he took it blankly, and only heard him say, "I think this flower is very suitable for you, isn't it?"

Before she had time to answer, she suddenly heard someone shout: "Mrs. Daisy!" Then she seemed to wake up immediately, and planned to leave with the bouquet of flowers.Before leaving, she bowed gratefully to the stranger.

"Beautiful flowers, sir, goodbye."

"See you again." The man smiled, beckoned and watched the carriage go away. After that, his gentle expression gradually became cold.

Daisy thought that was the end of the matter.Although she thought this man was a kind person, she didn't pay too much attention to him.In the afternoon, I obediently arranged to go to a well-known leisure club, where I could have refreshments, watch horse races, and discuss new topics in the city.

It is not easy to get in here, you need to be recommended by two or more members in order to be eligible to participate in the event.Therefore, this is equivalent to a place to show off your status. It is not good to come too many times, and you will be disqualified if you come too few times. Therefore, every move must be considered carefully, and there is a lot of knowledge in it.

All in all, when she saw that man appearing in front of her eyes and saying hello to herself in a personable manner, she was really hit by an accident and couldn't recover.She thought, she must look like a goose at the moment!

"Ma'am, we are really destined."

Daisy seemed to hear the whispers of the female relatives, as long as she turned her head, those voices would immediately disappear without a trace.But she still saw a strange charm in their eyes, it was a joke, because this man took the initiative to talk to her!Daisy thought of the rumors in the city, which might have caused considerable damage to her image. After being heard by interested people, she had already given her the title of a slut.

It's just... unbearable, a fool who echoes what others say.She thought bitterly, if it was really as Naang as the outside world said, it would be okay!At least her fake lovers will sew the mouths of these gossips!

Daisy wanted to get rid of this predicament no matter what.

Maybe this man can help her do it...

"Yeah." Daisy smiled, covering the corners of her upturned mouth with a feather fan, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes, even more shining, "What a coincidence, what are you here for?"

"For some reason, I have a very definite premonition. That is, if I come here, I will definitely meet you again. You see, as expected, God has already arranged it in advance." That handsome man There was some joy in his eyes, but it wasn't that explicit, and it could even be called a little bit, but this was exactly what people like them should have. The restrained way of expressing emotions was enough to show that he was very interested in him.Daisy thought to herself.

Daisy stood up and decided to go to the side with the man. They walked a few steps naturally, and came to a relatively quiet and cool terrace, which could not only ensure the privacy of the conversation, but also allow everyone to see their movement.Because in this way, there will be no possibility of spreading such gossip.

Daisy felt very happy that he was able to consider this point, and she became more determined in her mind.Yes, this is a good start.

"Strange, who is that guy?" was the question from the others, and the men in the club disdain to be with them.

"I haven't seen him here before. He's probably a new member. Why hasn't anyone introduced him?"

Looking at each other in blank dismay, I don't know.

Maybe it's the public's awe of new things, but any such person will generally be shrouded in a mysterious and noble halo.Of course, this has a lot to do with his own behavior.Different people make different impressions.

Everyone in the club was curious about this newcomer, but he was talking to Mrs. Daisy right now, so it would be impolite to intervene rashly.So they all stood still, the atmosphere seemed peaceful and indifferent, but in fact, there were countless pairs of eyes secretly watching the couple on the balcony.

The conversation was a process of mutual explanation, whether it was family background, appearance, body, literary quality, personality taste, or his personal assets, Daisy was very satisfied.And she found that this person seemed to be able to pick up what she said, as if there was nothing in the world that he didn't know.

And from the other party's gentle yet enthusiastic response, she could even believe that he felt the same way.

Daisy couldn't help wondering, would a person who looked so perfect that she couldn't find any flaws really have the slightest interest in herself?

In order to further develop and refute this point of view, Daisy put on an intoxicating smile, covered her mouth and said shyly: "Oh, you are such a profound scholar, I have a trivial matter, I don't know if I can trouble you What about your opinion?"

"Please say."

"Before your very eyes..." said Daisy, "a lady is in trouble because she is going to a less welcoming place the day after tomorrow to celebrate the birthday of her poor sister's stepson. Nothing Doubtless, the family doesn't welcome her, and they often point fingers behind her back, but her sister misses her and very much hopes to take this opportunity to get together and chat. Alas, dear Duran, do you think this lady should How to do it?"

"In my opinion," Durant paused for a moment, then said with a smile, "that lady can ignore the evaluations of the boring people around her."

"What if she's still worried?"

"Then... I'd be happy to be a flower protector."

Daisy smiled softly and said cheerfully, "That's great, sir."

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When Duran returned home, to be precise, it was Ivan's own home, he received an overly warm welcome as expected.Yiwen has not returned from the guild that day.Little Red Dragon threw himself into his arms, first rubbed cheekily a few times, and then began to tearfully accuse him of his evil deeds.

"How could you leave me and run out to play alone!"

"I do not have."

"You have! You have! You have!!" Pushed away by him, John simply rolled on the floor, "Mommy, if you don't take me with you next time, and if you leave me at home again, I will die Crash to death! I'm going to die ah ah ah..."

Of course Duran didn't think this sentence had much credibility, but he still rubbed the center of his eyebrows with a headache, and finally clicked his tongue, and dragged the child from the floor in a brutal way.

"Enough, you think you're a mop?"

"Hmph, I'm better than a mop."

I haven't seen you for a day, and this stinky brat has learned to talk back.Dulan gritted his teeth, and slapped John on the forehead. Looking at his suddenly wrinkled face, he finally felt relieved: "Okay, let me tell you something serious." The little red dragon got up with his head in his arms, Blinking down, he continued, "Do you want to see your new friend Jeff again?"

"Who is that?"

Looking at John's dazed expression, Duran deeply understood how ungrateful this dragon is.I was on good terms with my brothers before, but once I finished using it, I completely forgot about him in the blink of an eye.

"Oh! Oh..." John suddenly remembered, and subconsciously said, "So it's that unlucky guy..."

"Unlucky guy?" He asked heavily, and at the same time, he had a bad premonition.

Is this inconsistent with the previous description?Duran glanced at him suspiciously, trying to find clues from that innocent little face.But John's expression was as unshakable as a mountain, and he couldn't see any abnormalities.

"It's nothing~ Mommy, why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

"The day after tomorrow is his birthday." Duran temporarily gave up on the question just now, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Would you be interested in helping me choose a gift?"

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chapters sixteen jealous

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During the amicable breakfast, Ivan said that he would be away for a few days.Because he took a big deal.So, according to him, he is going out to earn money to support his wife and children, and tell them to stay at home. Benny has been in a mess recently, and there may be some danger outside.Duran kept laughing and asked, where did you get your wife and children?

This is a non-brained question. After speaking, Duran froze, vaguely understood the meaning of this sentence, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his complexion changed between pale blood loss and black pot.

Is there any fun in always talking about taking advantage of boredom?

Duran gritted his teeth secretly. If he could understand, he wouldn't be embarrassed, but he didn't react in time all the time, and sometimes he reacted slowly, such as this time.He could swear that Ivan did it [-]% on purpose, just to wait for him to ask this question, and then secretly peek at how embarrassing he is!

He stared straight at Ivan, who looked back in a cloud.As a simple idiot, Ivan didn't know what complicated things were going on in his mind.

Then the air suddenly froze.

"you……"

Looking up from the food, John saw the atmosphere at the table and broke the silence: "Why are you so close, do you want to kiss?"

Dulan turned his head and coughed dryly twice: "Shut up."

John flattened his mouth, trying to ignore the flash of unhappiness that flashed in his heart, biting a piece of bread, his eyes rolling around the two of them, as if he was afraid that they would do something out of the ordinary on the spot.

After the meal, the two came to the door to say goodbye. The usual conversation ended and Ivan left.Dulan just turned around, paused, turned around as if he had noticed something, and found Ivan standing outside the door like a ghost.He didn't know what to say, and maintained a dumb look, God, this guy's footsteps back and forth are too fast.

"I want to give you something," Ivan said. "Before I go, I have to give it to you."

"This is?" Dulan took the white crystal chain in Ivan's hand, and played with it subtly, "A thing to coax little girls? Regardless of me, even if it's a woman, anyone with a little bit of taste...well, Monitor?"

"Communication device." Ivan corrected.

"It makes no difference."

"It's very different, it can be used not only for communication." Ivan stared at him with jet-black eyes, "It is one of my grandmother Renee's relics, so it has the same name, and it was passed down from my grandmother. In my mother's hands, my mother handed it to me." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but solemnly said, "Please take it with you at all times, okay?"

Duran's own restraints are enough, and he hates adding a few unnecessary ones, so he wants to return the white crystal chain to Ivan.As a result, Ivan glanced at him half sadly and half annoyed, and reminded him.

"You said that I'm someone you trust. Could it be that your words don't count so quickly?"

Ivan didn't tell him that his grandmother had two relics, one for protection and the other for curse.Ivan didn't think Duran would be interested, and he wasn't pretentious for that.Seeing Dulan hesitate for a while, and put it away in order to keep his promise, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated in his heart.

Duran lowered his head slightly, his beautiful eyes drooped and closed, as if in deep thought, he said, "No, of course not."

It seems that there is still a little bit of embarrassment.

With his appearance, it is easy to make people feel itchy in the heart, as if a cat's paw is scratching at the heart.Yiwen just obeyed the guidance in his heart and went up to kiss him. There was no such a hot entanglement, but a taste of it, but it contained countless tenderness.

Duran opened his eyes wide, and didn't refuse the kiss, not for any reason, just because it felt good.Even after Ivan left, that masculine aura still lingered around him.He was a little unsure what he thought of Ivan.Obviously, it is impossible to talk about having feelings, but he really enjoys the feeling of being valued by the other party.

However, this might not be fair to Ivan...

Duran couldn't figure out what was going on with him, he let out a sigh of relief, closed the door and turned around to see John staring at him.

The boy remained motionless, his eyes condensed strangely.

"What's wrong?"

Because John has always been carefree, it is rare for him to remain silent, so Duran felt very strange, but he didn't think of the reason for a while.

He stepped forward, and the child immediately jumped up, turned around and rushed away without looking back.

Don't forget to throw a sentence in the air: "I hate Mommy the most!!"

Duran shrugged, feeling that John was getting more and more difficult to understand.Although it is cute to be straightforward, at least explain the reason so that you can understand what you want to express.But he wasn't worried, not worried at all. Judging from John's habitual behavior in the past, within 24 hours, he would come here, crying and clamoring for reconciliation.

Raising children is not an easy task.Dulan is considering whether to write an "Encyclopedia of Parenting" or "Teaching You How to Deal with Unreasonable Cubs" in his lifetime. After all, no one knows how long he will live, so it's better to have some wishes as early as possible.

The next day Duran prepared a "big gift" and planned to wrap it with colorful ribbons, but worried about whether the combination of yellow and blue was a bit inappropriate.Too bad it's the only color in the house.

He was a little worried, and occasionally raised his eyes, watching John come in and sit by the bed, helping him tie the gift box carefully.

He raised his eyebrows noncommittally: "Is it over?"

"I'm not being awkward." John muttered, his mouth pouted, but he subconsciously moved towards Duran, "Why, Mommy, are you going out?" His eyes rolled around anxiously, "Don't lose Get me down."

Duran bent his lips to untie the ribbon, tied a bow again, and cast his eyes slantingly on the little boy.

"that's it?"

"What..." John said aggrievedly, "Wow, I apologize sincerely!"

"Oh, so you came to apologize!" Dulan suddenly realized, looking surprised and puzzled, "Why didn't I hear it just now? Could it be that my ears are not working well?"

Knowing that he was in the wrong, John only half pouted, took out something from behind his back and quickly stuffed it into Duran's arms.

It feels cold to the touch, but when you pick it up, you find that the ice crystals on the surface contain a dancing crimson flame, like a flickering candle or a warm bonfire.Touching it can only feel the temperature of ice, but its fiery interior is like the reflection in the mirror, the reflection in the lake water, colorful and impressive.

Generally speaking, every magic weapon is filled with the faith and strength of the caster, even if it is a decoration, it is also wrapped with long and far-reaching thoughts.Although this is not a real magic item, it has the same nature as it. It uses unnatural means to combine various contradictory elements of nature into an extraordinary utensil.Unlike the dead objects made by ordinary people, magic weapons have partial autonomous consciousness, and according to their own sensitivity or dullness, their consciousness will become weaker or stronger accordingly.

Take the thing John gave him as an example. It is a very simple magic weapon, but it has little practical value, because the function of magic is to maintain the separation between ice and fire, and to make both sides work continuously, so that it can exist in peace. go down.

Sounds like a complicated concept.

For the Dragon Clan, it is no big deal.Spit out a saliva, and it will form a gurgling spring; breathe out, and it will form a flame that will never go out; take a breath, and it will form a whistling mountain wind.

An enviable talent.

Duran weighed the crystal, and looked at John clearly revealing: Why did you send him this kind of thing?

John snorted: "Didn't he give you one like this? I have one too, Mommy, isn't mine better?" He obviously spent a lot of thought on the double ice and fire design, his eyes stared at Looking at Duran, expecting a few words of praise from Duran's mouth.

he?Evan?

Is this some kind of hilarious jealousy?

Du Lan couldn't laugh or cry, holding this hot potato in his hand, wondering if it would be better to find a way to return it.At that time, John will continue to make a fuss again, how troublesome... He sighed, and stroked John's hair against his will.

"Okay, okay." Duran paused slightly, and said through his teeth, "Even... yes..."

"Really!" John's eyes rolled with a smile.

Sure enough, compared to Ivan, Mommy still likes him the most!

chapter seventeen go to dinner

Lady Daisy had spent the morning grooming herself to look younger—she wasn't really that old, but no one thought it was wrong for a woman to be young.Her wide-brimmed hat with feathers somewhat obscured her vision, and she tried to lift her head up, trying to let her eyes see through the many street scenes and sparse pedestrians, and find the man she was waiting for.The afternoon sun in golden autumn is slightly scorching hot, scorching the earth, and white gas is about to emerge from the road.

Madam Daisy hastily fanned the air with her hands.

Looks like the weather hasn't cooled down yet...

Without making her wait too long, the figure of anticipation appeared in the field of vision.Similar to the first time they met, he brought a bouquet of white roses and greeted with a smile: "You look beautiful today."

It was almost an ambiguous conversation.Madam Daisy blushed, but she couldn't help but think about how suitable a date today should be.Although she had a headache about her sister's stepson's birthday, when she was with this man, these little problems were easily solved.

Unfortunately, today she is not wearing a white dress, but another color of clothes.Duran didn't hesitate, just pinned the white rose on her hat, causing the lady to giggle.

"let's go."

They boarded the carriage arm in arm, looking like a couple in love, or honeymooners.Outsiders seemed to be accustomed to this situation, the coachman yelled and moved forward with a whip.

Mrs. Daisy is a very attractive woman, not only her face is well maintained, but her brain is not completely corroded. Chatting with her can kill a lot of time.Duran maintained a gentleman's demeanor throughout, and complimented her skillfully in every way, without sounding either empty-handed or disgustingly obsequious.Obviously, this move had a good effect. The smile on Daisy's face never faded, like a peony in full bloom.

"Venus? Oh, oh no, your praise is too much." Daisy said, "I'm just a mortal. How can it be compared with the god of beauty?"

"That's not what I said." Dulan smiled, and an imperceptible light flashed in his blue eyes, "I have a friend who always admires your reputation, and once boasted so much when meeting me in private What about you. At that time, I was thinking that I must meet this amazing lady when I have a chance in the future.”

"Ah, your friend? Who is it?"

For some reason, Daisy was very concerned about this issue.

"Yes, but he passed away last year. Because of his poor health, he couldn't survive that harsh winter." Duran said in a regretful tone, "but he really said such things before his death."

"He..." Daisy was suddenly speechless, her face turned pale, she might have thought of something bad, and then she calmed down, "That's really a pity. If possible, I would like to see him Seeing your friend. But whether it is you or him, I am afraid that I have misunderstood me." She paused, and continued under Dulan's curious eyes, "Because my reputation is definitely not good, I am a Widow, if you know, some people call me nasty behind my back."

The wheels seemed to have run over some uneven stones and shook a few times. Mrs. Daisy almost jumped up out of thin air, her cheeks were so pale that all the blood had disappeared.

Duran glanced out until the carriage recovered and moved forward slowly and steadily, gradually catching up to the previous speed.

That's why he turned around and comforted the flustered Daisy softly: "It's okay, ma'am, I don't care what outsiders say. I know exactly what the person I'm talking to is like, that's enough, isn't it?" ?"

"Thank you." Daisy hurriedly settled down, "You don't know how much courage your words gave me."

"You are a good woman."

Duran definitely smiled.

Mrs. Daisy was once again ashamed by his meaningful smile, she couldn't help her heart throbbing, she quickly lowered her head, covering her expression with the shadow under the brim of her wide hat.

Came to Blunt's mansion and got off the carriage.Mrs. Daisy walked in front, while Duran intentionally took a few steps behind, pretending to be casually looking at the scenery, and lowered his voice: "Enough, it's almost over, don't keep pulling on the hem of my clothes."

Then there was a weak, almost inaudible childish tone in the air: "Mommy, that woman looks at you so disgustingly. Why are you still smiling at her?" Afterwards, he said, "Obviously It looks like a guy who clings to power. It’s too late to avoid such a person. Besides, isn’t she the one—”

"Yes." Dulan squinted and smiled, "You finally figured it out? That's why I found her. Okay, calm down and be your invisible man, don't ruin my game." .Otherwise, you will be better off."

"All right."

Duran and Daisy delivered gifts to the concierge respectively, and entered the reception hall under the guidance of the housekeeper.It was almost evening at this time, and the temperature outside had dropped a lot. Even so, I still felt refreshed when I first entered the mansion, as if I had unloaded two catties of sandbags, it was extraordinarily cool and breezy.

The protagonist of the banquet has not yet appeared, and the host, Duke Blount, has also disappeared. According to the butler, the Duke will come when the dinner begins.The guests could only enjoy themselves, chatting with each other in the auditorium-like living room, drinking tea and eating some snacks by the way.

Glancing around, he seemed to be casually surveying the environment.Dulan noticed that there were many children in the venue, all of whom should be descendants of nobles. Although not all of them were dressed up like princesses and princes, their every move was full of style influenced by the elders.It's not hard to imagine why it's here.After all, today is a good opportunity to get to know the newborns, including the Blount family, which can expand the child's social circle and benefit their future development.

After greeting a few people in the arena, Daisy fidgeted a little, expressing that she wanted to visit her sister.

Duran nodded understandingly: "Mrs. Silvia?"

"Yes, usually she would come out to meet guests in such a situation, but today she didn't, not even me. I think she might be in a bad mood." After Daisy finished speaking, she asked the servant next to her for news.

Apparently, the servants in this family didn't have much respect for her. Even if she claimed to be Mrs. Blunt's sister, she just shook her head.

"I'm sorry, the old lady told us to tell anyone that we won't be seeing guests at home for the time being."

"What? I'm also half of the family!"

The servant didn't answer, just looked at her with a mocking look.

Just when Daisy blushed and was at a loss, Duran thought for a while, and stepped in in time, put his hand on her forehead and comforted her softly: "Leave this alone, go and sit next to me, okay?"

These words used mental strength, so Daisy was quickly moved by his words, and followed him away in a trance.

After Daisy was settled down, the toes were still numb. Dulan found an excuse to leave temporarily, turned to the corner, grabbed the invisible ear, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, instead of grabbing my clothes, step on me. Are you tired? Am I that annoying to you?"

"No... woo... Mommy, there are too many people here, I was afraid I might run into someone else, but I accidentally stepped on you..."

"Step on other people's feet!"

John was silent for a few seconds: "...does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Dulan let go angrily and said, "Anyway, my gift is also given, and people are with me. At most, I will stay for a while. If there is nothing to do, leave as soon as possible, so as not to be ugly gone."

"Um."

"Speaking of which, I thought you really wanted to see him."

"It doesn't matter." This time John realized who he was talking about. "Don't worry, really, I don't need friends."

No matter how Dulan heard it, he felt that John's tone was very strange, but he was not in the mood to worry too much. He took a long breath, walked out, and returned to his smiling face.As soon as Daisy saw him, she begged him to come and sit with her and talk for a while, because she was so upset.In order not to damage the image of a gentleman, he had to go there on request. Daisy's mental state didn't look good, and she felt a little tired. The two chatted one after another, and it gradually came to the time for the evening banquet to start.

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Today is Jeff's seventh birthday.

Duke Blount remembered clearly that when he returned from a trip, he was stuck just before the birthday party started.He went to visit Jeff and found that the child was very excited. He asked him if he could unwrap the presents first, but he vetoed it with a smile: "No, are you fully dressed? Let's go out first, and come back later to do one piece." It’s not too late to demolish it.”

Then the child went out happily.The Duke went to his wife's room again, knocked on the door, but no one answered.It was Madam's personal maid who opened the door and reported to him: "Madam is very sad now."

"Why?" The Duke was a little surprised, "Can't she come out to meet people tonight?"

"Hey, it's not because of noon..." The personal maid hesitated and said, "The old lady came to talk to the lady at noon, and after she finished speaking, she has been depressed until now. At that time, all the servants were screened out, so, I I don’t know what they said. I don’t think anyone else knows either.”

"I see. Tell Sylvia to rest and get well soon, at least in time to say happy birthday to Jeff before tomorrow. It's not difficult, is it?"

After the duke finished his orders with a sullen face, the personal maid bowed and closed the door, and went in to send a message to the lady.

What grandma would say...you can actually imagine without guessing...

Sylvia was originally the daughter of a merchant, and her poor and humble status was completely incompatible with the Blunt family, and he did not marry her just because of love.Whether in the eyes of the public or in the Duke's mind, the only thing he loves is his ex-wife who died prematurely due to illness.That was the real mother of his child.

But what went wrong was that his ex-wife died too early.If the Duke has never had a wife, it is very likely that he will be forced to have a relationship with a political marriage.An emotionless wife was indifferent to him, but an emotionless mother was too cruel for Jeff.

On the premise of this condition, the Duke chose Silvia as the stepmother to take care of the children.In fact, she performed her duties well, so the Duke gave her as much freedom as possible, money, beautiful clothes and accessories, as compensation or reward, even knowing that she would use it to help her notorious sister .

Of course, there are always people who can't see it. His grandmother Donna is a stubborn old aristocrat who insists that a political marriage without emotion is the right way of life for them. woman bonding.

The ensuing difficulties, cynicism, and all the targeted greetings went to Silvia.

only……

if even this