Good-looking, not allowed to farm

Jamie and Lady Helena have finally found a suitable place to live.

The house is a small two-story building facing the river. Its location is not remote, but because it is some distance from the street, the environment is relatively quiet.Moreover, the layout of the upper and lower floors is very good, the first floor can be used to entertain guests in the future, and the second floor can just store some manuscripts and materials that are not convenient for outsiders to see.

So, they quickly rented the house.

Afterwards, Mrs. Helena lowered her head to think about the move, and took a pen and paper to carefully write down the things she wanted to buy and use.

Jamie, on the other hand, seemed less organized.

Immersed in the joy of having a "home", he strolled happily around the house, completely thinking about going out, sometimes saying that he wanted to hang a portrait on the wall, and sometimes said that he wanted to buy a thick carpet...

In the afternoon, he actually had people bring in a lot of potted vegetables and pile them all over the ground.Then, he happily rolled up his sleeves, sat on the ground very carelessly, and started to do carpentry work, planning to build a shelf for those potted vegetables.

The landlady who came to deliver the keys to the two of them stared dumbfounded at the scene, and asked in amazement: "Are these... are these going to be placed on the balcony? To be honest, my dear, your gentleman is really... It’s really different. Speaking of which, madam, are you just watching him mess around like this? This is the first time I’ve seen lettuce and green onions grow instead of flowers on the balcony..."

Mrs. Helena said indulgently: "Do whatever he likes, it's still green after all."

The landlady disapproved, but since she was an outsider after all, she couldn't say much, she just muttered something like "It's not decent, ma'am, it's not decent", and left.

Lady Helena kept smiling.

But for these mutterings, they all adopted a gentle attitude of "well, well, you are right, but I don't really want to change it".

After she sent the landlord away and turned around again, she saw...

Jamie stood not far from her with his dirty hands hanging down. He was tilting his head and looking at the wooden shelf he had built. There was a naive smile on his impeccably handsome face.

"Have a good time?" Lady Helena asked softly.

"Happy." Jamie was taken aback, and quickly replied with a smile, "I haven't been so relaxed for a long time."

"Hmm..." Mrs. Helena couldn't help but looked at the potted plants, then at his soil-stained hands, and asked speculatively, "Do you like planting?"

"Exactly, I like to grow anything that can be eaten."

Jamie replied emotionally: "Did you know, ma'am? The fertile land and the edible plants that grow on the land often bring people a strong sense of security and accomplishment."

Mrs. Helena laughed and commented with great interest: "This sounds like a peasant's statement."

Hearing this, Jamie couldn't help but glanced at her quickly, seeing that she was just talking casually, she looked away again, and after a pause for a few seconds, she agreed in a joking tone: "Yes, I am a farmer."

Mrs. Helena smiled slightly, not taking his words to heart at all.

She smiled and clapped her hands, beckoned to him like calling a child, grabbed his sleeve to wash her hands, and whispered softly: "Okay, stop playing. Next, I will clean up here. That's enough. You'd better hurry up and finish that man-eating article, it's been dragging on long enough..."

"Uh... Am I finding a supervisor for myself?" Jamie couldn't help asking with a smile.

Mrs. Helena smiled: "That's right, and I'm free, I don't charge any money, are you happy?"

Happy or not...

Probably only Jamie himself knows.

But someone urging from the side can indeed increase a little efficiency.

The "cannibalism" article was quickly and successfully published.

Even the title of the cover has become complete:

Main title: How to Eat a Man.

Subtitle: From scratch.

Girdle: Non-educational articles, please don't eat your family and friends.

Meanwhile, Mrs Laureys was gradually recovering from her postpartum weakness.

She abandoned the newborn baby girl to a hired nurse, and she planned to bear another child to King Richard.

Among them, I don't know why...

Queen Alisa has been childless for a long time, and although the king has many mistresses, she is the only one who has given birth to a daughter so far.

Therefore, Mrs. Laureys became proud again: "Although it is only a girl, at least this proves that I can give birth."

In this world, virgins who stick to their chastity are certainly worthy of praise.

But usually, due to the need for reproduction, some women who can give birth to healthy children are also very popular.

Moreover, Mrs. Laureys has always had sufficient confidence in herself when it comes to attraction to the opposite sex.

She thought, as long as she slept with King Richard a few more times, conceived a child, and successfully gave birth to a boy, then all the previous plans would still be in vain, and she still hoped to give birth to the heir of the future royal family.

As for Duke Henry...

During the time when she just got married, she also wanted to win over this man.

But the duke has been busy pretending to be stupid. After handing over all the power and work in his hands, he eats, drinks and has fun with his friends all day long.

These unprogressive and playful performances are actually just to reassure King Richard from now on, and he will no longer pursue his previous conspiracy.

But Mrs. Laurels could not think of this.

In other words, if you think about it, you don't care about it at all.

It's because she is an extremely selfish, vain, and showy woman who doesn't care about other people's life or death, as long as she is happy.

Therefore, she didn't think about Duke Henry's difficulties. She only knew that his "degeneration" would cause her, the nominal wife, to lose her status.

So, the honeymoon never passed...

She hated the duke from the bottom of her heart, and only felt that "except for the title of a duchess, I did not get any real benefits from this marriage."

Out of these thoughts, the madam became more and more eager to return to the palace and meet His Majesty the King again.

However, due to the fact that she had given birth before, she hadn't been in the palace for a long time, so she couldn't just rush over to ask for an interview by herself, and she had to find a reasonable and not shameful reason to show up.

Therefore, while Duke Henry was visiting the child...

The lady suggested that the duke take her to the banquet held in the palace tomorrow night, because: "It's been a long time since I gave birth, and I haven't greeted your majesty. Although you are brothers, you still have to be courteous." Yes. How about it, I just gave birth and my health is fine. Why don't we take advantage of this banquet and go to the palace to pay your respects to His Majesty!"

Duke Henry didn't speak when he heard the words, but only looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and that gaze seemed to see through her.

Mrs. Laurie's eyes were burning with anger, she clenched her fists secretly, but she still insisted on asking, "What do you mean? What are you looking at me for? Are you going? Or are you not going?"

Duke Henry smiled slightly: "I'd be more than happy to meet your request, madam. But..."

"But what?" asked Mrs. Laurels eagerly.

Duke Henry replied with a smile: "However, I'm a little tight on money and don't have much money to buy clothes. I'm afraid I'll be ashamed to enter the palace."

Mrs. Laureys stared at him and couldn't help cursing: "What the hell are you talking about? A dignified duke actually came to cry poorly to me?"

"I'm sorry, but you know, money is always used up quickly without knowing it."

"Damn, what the hell do you mean?"

Duke Henry took out a prepared note, which read: Please pay ten thousand in cash.

Then he asked her to sign the note.

There are no banks in this world.

But there are already people who collect money and help people manage their money, often by lending money.

Mrs. Laureys has just deposited a sum of money in private, which can be withdrawn with her signature and seal.

It's just that he didn't expect that Duke Henry knew about it.

The lady looked at the note in astonishment and astonishment to the extreme.

But she was not surprised that the other party knew the money.

Instead, he was surprised that the other party asked him for money in such a low manner.

not to mention……

She almost screamed and asked: "[-]! What kind of clothes cost [-]! What do you need so much money for?"

Duke Henry replied calmly: "Men always have some serious things to do, madam."

Mrs. Lauris immediately mocked: "Seriously? Ha, Your Excellency, you really made me laugh."

"In fact, I can go directly to pick it up without notifying you."

Duke Henry was not angry at all, and did not respond to the "wife"'s ridicule. He just stood aside and seemed to be tolerant and slowly explained: "You know, madam. According to the law, a husband can control All of my wife's property, but out of courtesy, I still hope to get your consent."

Mrs. Laureys was furious.

But according to the current law, not to mention money, even the wife can be counted as a kind of real property of the husband.

So, she was helpless and helpless, thinking to herself: "Ah, I was chased into the rabbit hole by hunting dogs, this damn bastard is going to eat me! For the present plan... I can only enter the palace as soon as possible, if I can To regain His Majesty's favor, this rascal will never dare to touch me! As for the money, I think His Majesty can subsidize it to me..."

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, snatched the note, held the pen, signed it as if poking a hole, and threw the note on the ground.

Duke Henry whistled, bent down without disdain, picked up the note, pinched it with his fingers, and blew the dust on his head.

"Okay, thank you." There was a secretly smug look on his face, and he said with a smile: "Then, I'll come tomorrow night to pick up my wife and enter the palace together."

The thought of the ten thousand in cash that was about to be withdrawn made Mrs. Laureys feel like a knife, and she turned her head away, not wanting to see his shameless face, nor to have another word with him.

Duke Henry didn't want to be in the same room with her either. After achieving his goal, he immediately turned around and walked out the door quickly without looking back.

It's just that the door just closed...

Suddenly, there was a loud noise of something being slammed on the door behind him.

His Excellency the Duke couldn't help turning his head, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered cursing: "Oh, this bitch is going to die!"