Chetlow Manor

"His Royal Highness, what are you doing?" It was the first time that the old steward of the Laurentius family had seen such a large formation—now, the castle was surrounded by the knights brought by the Duke. Judging by the level of armor, it seemed They were all the Duke's personal guards.For God's sake, this was clearly not about any friendly talks.

The old butler's anxiety was written on his face. He knew that his master's family seemed to be a little habitually barbaric. Could this...could it be that he offended the Huwden family?The old butler was a native Frenchman. Even if he was a servant, he thought he still knew the families in this land. Because of this, he didn't want his master's family to get into any trouble about the Huwden family.

Hughden dismounted, already impatient.God knows why, he feels very anxious now, his heart seems to be on fire, and it burns all over his body with the blood.He tried very hard to calm himself down, but inevitably, he still let his emotions out.

Seeing that Hughden's mood was wrong, Clement quickly explained to the old butler: "We are here to search your mansion under the order of His Majesty the King."

"The master is not here, Your Highness, please wait for him to come back." The old housekeeper hastily stopped him.Sure enough, since the young master came back this morning, he felt something was wrong.He knew the places where the young master usually went in and out, but he had never come back so early in a hurry, and locked himself in the room mysteriously... Could it be that he caused some serious trouble?

Clement was about to push away the old butler and force his way into the castle, but Hughden stretched out his hand to stop him.

"It's an order from His Majesty the King." His Highness the Duke said with a straight face.

"This……"

Hughden didn't give the old butler any chance to say more, and strode into the castle.Of course, there is no such damn edict, but all these troubles will be resolved by his cousin the king later.

After all, if he could really catch the fox tail of the Laurentius family, he would be doing the king a great favor.The arrogance of the Laurentius family has become too arrogant, which has made many old nobles feel dissatisfied.

But these are all different things, mistakes are important... Mo En, that naive and stupid boy, he really shouldn't have softened his heart and promised him something to go out and sharpen. hands.

In the room, Laurentius was still trying to use brute force to force Morn to submit.He straddled Moen, one hand pressed Moen's wrists tightly, and the other tried to take off his pants.

Moen's eyes turned red with anger, and he shouted, "No!"

Hughden was walking upstairs when he suddenly heard what could almost be called a shrill cry in the corridor. He frowned tightly and ran towards the direction of the sound.

The old butler followed closely behind, but when he saw Huden suddenly quicken his pace, he panicked and said loudly, "His Royal Highness, please slow down!" It is certain that that incomprehensible young master caused a catastrophe.

Laurentius inside the room heard the old butler's voice, and was about to reprimand something so loudly, when he suddenly realized what the old butler said, and his hands paused.

The boy who had a fierce look just now seemed to have been poured with cold water.Moen heard his gasp, and saw his cold sweat appearing on the tip of his nose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's Hughden...he's coming.

Moen heaved a sigh of relief, maybe he didn't even realize it, the word "Hughden" gave him an inexplicable sense of security, as if that proud man could solve all the troubles for him.

"What are you doing straddling me!" Like a little beast that finally found someone to support him, he threw Laurenti off before he could recover.

Just as Laurenti fell to the ground, the door of the room was opened (or smashed open) vigorously, and the guards brought by Huden instantly surrounded the entire room.Mo En watched the tall and thin figure walking in front of him step by step from the door, and all the grievances he had or hadn't had suddenly surged up.

He really felt that it was too embarrassing to cry at this time, but his nose was sore, and those tears flowed down his cheeks in big drops. He looked at Huden with a pair of blue eyes that were washed with water, and His Excellency felt a pain in his heart. .

And when Huden glanced at Moen's half-faded shirt, the red mark on his wrist, and the hickey on his neck (although Laurentius didn't do it), the last reason in his whole body was also ignited , turned to look at Laurendi who was pinned to the ground by the guards.

"So this is the tradition of the Laurentius family?" The angrier he got, the calmer Hughden looked, and more than that, a smile crept onto the corner of his mouth, "Very good, boy, you successfully presented I showed your courage, strength and action."

Laurentius's hands were cut behind the back by the guards, his knees were on the ground, and he was pressed down hard on the ground. He was very embarrassed. He looked up at Hughden in some puzzlement: "...what?"

"I mean, you successfully provoked me, kid." Huden's smile disappeared from his face, and his cold gaze made everyone present shudder, "How did you touch him?"

"Left hand?" With a crisp bone sound, Laurentius twisted his left wrist in a strange posture, and he let out a scream.

"Hmm... Or the right hand? Maybe you have both hands." Another scream, but it has become weaker than the first scream.

Moen looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. Laurentius looked like a dog in the water, and he was completely different from the arrogant kid before.These were caused by Hughden's power, and they were produced under the oppression of the noble ranks. He made a person not even have the right to resist... Tomorrow, the king may just find a reason to get rid of this low-level Climb up the family.

These were the things Mo En used to disdain the most, but they rescued him time and time again in distress.

Maybe... just maybe... he was wrong from the start.

everything is over.

Moen was brought back to Chetlow Castle in silence that day. After he had a nap, when he woke up that night, he saw Hughden sitting beside his bed.

"I was wrong, Moen." With a hot and lingering kiss, Hughden forced him to raise his head to respond in a possessive gesture. He kissed from his lips all the way to his neck—the hickey that belonged to others, in Huden It's such an eyesore!He bit down on the piece of meat, like a wolf swearing its sovereignty with its prey in its mouth, "I shouldn't have agreed to your naive request, and I shouldn't have let you leave Chetlow and me."

Hughden's intrusion was extra ferocious, and Moen's consciousness and words were shattered into fragments.

"Why?" Morn remembered asking himself.

"..."

answer?What is the answer?Moen sat on the big soft bed, thinking carefully, what did Huden say that day?

Boom boom boom.There were three standard knocks on the door outside, and Mo En pulled his thoughts back, "Who?"

"Lord Moen, I am the steward of Chetlow Castle." A male voice came from outside the door.