Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

"Drowning to death? What's going on here."

"I don't know either." Darwin lowered his voice. "It seems that he jumped off the boat and died. The sailors didn't have time to save him. When they found the body, the body was floating far away."

Both Darwin and Andy have seen corpses in the market all year round. People who drowned are usually very painful, and the corpses are also ugly.

Darwin was afraid of this, he had a shadow on the drowned body: "I happened to be playing cards with them on the deck, and I saw people floating in the sea from a distance. She's a guest on board."

"The priest asked us if we had white pine powder. People who drowned need a lot of white pine powder."

Just as the preparatory class was over, the noble ladies came out of the teahouse in twos and threes. I believe that this matter would soon reach their ears through the servants' eyes and ears. will surprise them.

Andy wanted to take a look. He took the white pine powder on Darwin's phone: "Go back, I'll send this. Where is he?"

Darwin was grateful and heaved a sigh of relief: "On the deck of the cabin on the first floor, the priest and the earl are there, but it doesn't matter if you send it? I mean your identity."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I am half a crazy woman in their eyes."

Andy didn't care, because she once smashed Mi'er's behavior with a pie, and the noble ladies saw him hiding before it was too late, so they gave him many ugly nicknames in private, and completely regarded him as a laughing stock.

Darwin didn't know about it yet. He has been immersed in the ocean of creation since he boarded the boat, writing those awkward poems every day. "Song of the Century" is even a great work.

But Goddess, he couldn't even spell the letters of Isavan.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Darwin thought it was a good idea, he handed the white pine powder to Andy, and ran away before the ladies saw him in order to avoid trouble.

Andy took the bottle and looked back at the teahouse, just in time to see Ms. Wei En coming out with a book in her arms. Andy's expression froze, and he strode away with his head down, heading for the deck of the cabin on the first floor.

From a distance, it seemed that he could still feel the sharp gaze accusing him of misbehavior.

This big ship is the earl's private property, although it will be sold soon to pay off the debt, but now he is still in the earl's name, a lady committed suicide on his ship, how disreputable it is to spread thing.

Moreover, there are so many nobles on board, if someone with a heart spreads any rumors, even if the earl has a long mouth, he can't tell.

After all, what kind of thing happened to a delicate and rich girl to commit suicide in despair?

The count's face was extremely ugly, and he urged the priest: "Sir, is there any more absurd reason than suicide?"

The priest is a young man. He has just obtained this status not long ago. He is not as rigid as the old priest, and even has a bit of untimely spirit of exploration.

The count refused his request to examine the corpse, so he procrastinated on the grounds that there was not enough white pine powder. He squatted in front of the corpse and concentrated on examining it. Of course, the count was not allowed to touch the body of the deceased.

Seeing that the count's face was getting worse and worse, the priest finally stood up, and he said regretfully, "Well, she did drown to death."

The count's face was slightly relaxed, and the priest smiled, showing his white teeth: "But what makes me feel strange is that she was dead for at least three hours before the sailors found her body at sea. I jumped into the sea around [-] o'clock in the morning, and the crew had already woken up, so why didn't anyone find out."

The blond and blue-eyed handsome priest sighed: "In three hours, her body should have already floated to the sea. It is a miracle to be able to follow the big ship all the time."

The count couldn't bear it anymore: "Enough, Simon, isn't my trouble enough? God is pitiful, this girl has suffered so much pain, please let her soul return to the embrace of the goddess! Don't let a poor man body so unseemly in the sun."

The earl was furious, obviously not intending to pursue the matter. The death of a squire's daughter can be dealt with, but if someone else is involved, it will be a real disaster.

The count was determined not to pursue it, Simon lowered his eyelashes, sneered slightly, did not reveal the count's intentions, and prayed for the soul ferry as he wished.

The Count breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on here, I hear you need white turquoise powder."

A noble young master said doubtfully.

The Duke of Austin came to the first deck at some point, his face was cold and he didn't say a word. He was accompanied by several noble young masters, whose titles were not low.

The Duke of Austin had just finished playing chess with several gentlemen. The chess and card room was in the cabin on the first floor. He heard about it from the whispers of his servants. The gentlemen were shocked and decided to take a look together.

It was an interesting conversation at the party, not really concerned about the lady.

The count simply didn't know what to do, and he said sadly: "Oh, for God's sake, it was my fault, I was too negligent, and I didn't know what happened to this young girl on my boat." How should I explain to her parents."

The Duke frowned and glanced at the corpse on the deck.

The accompanying noble young masters couldn't bear to look at them, and turned their eyes away one after another. They had already learned the truth from the mouth of the servant. This notorious young lady left a letter of confession. Jump into the sea to commit suicide.

"I shouldn't blame you, nor should I blame the deceased. It can only be said that this lady's thinking is too extreme."

A young nobleman lamented that he was still young, and he was the only one who ordered his servants to bring the white turquoise powder. He asked the servants to give the white turquoise powder to the priest.

"I heard that the soul of a person who commits suicide is as light as foam, and will be blown away by the wind, and cannot enter the kingdom of God. Mr. Priest, let this white turquoise powder wash away her sin of ignoring life."

Saimen nodded, and took the bottle respectfully. Under the sun, the fine white powder shone like gold.

The count looked at the Duke, and found that the other party's eyes were cold and focused, and there was no trace of pity on his face, only some kind of thoughtful consideration.

He wiped the sweat from his brow: "Gentlemen, let the priest of Saimen add weight to the soul of the deceased. We should go to the hall and comfort the frightened heart in front of the goddess statue."

The Duke tapped twice with his cane, and seemed to have no intention of leaving. His face was calm and his eyes were clear, and he was not affected at all.

The count's face changed slightly. He had long heard that the duke had an unusually cruel personality. It was rumored that he burned his cousin to death, ignored the accusations of the Red Knights, and went his own way, throwing the body into a mass grave.

He himself died prematurely in the rumors, and survived miraculously, crawled out of the grave and regained the right of inheritance.

Of course, if the Earl's territory was as vast and rich as Ye Yuhai, he would die and would not let it go.

God bless him, don't be a meddler.

The count wiped his sweat and advised, "Let's not bother Mr. Priest and let him give this poor man a ride."

The Duke looked at the Count with those gloomy green eyes, then took off his hat, and nodded slightly at Meer's corpse.

"May she come to the kingdom of God soon."

After he finished speaking coldly, he planned to leave. The gentlemen were ready to leave after seeing enough excitement. No one wanted to stay with a female corpse.

The count sighed, and at this moment, a tall and beautiful figure came down the stairs and bumped into the Duke and his party face to face.

"Does anyone here need white turquoise?"

The exotic beauty held a few small glass bottles in her hands, and because it was inconvenient to go down the stairs, she grabbed her skirt with one hand. Seeing so many people on the deck, she was a little surprised, and raised her eyebrows angrily.

The count's face couldn't be more ugly, he was shocked and said: "My god, miss, why did you come here, this is not a place for a lady to come, watch your heart, go away."

The exotic beauty walked down the stairs slowly: "My lord, I'm here to deliver something, I'll leave right away."

She walked up to Simon and handed him the white pine stone powder. The priest thanked her for her kindness. She secretly glanced at the female corpse by the way, her eyes narrowed.

"May she come to the kingdom of the goddess soon." She said softly.

The count hurriedly urged them all to leave, he didn't want to see anyone interrupting the priest's prayer.

Because of the earl's constant urging, Andy had to leave with the gentlemen. They were not familiar with each other, but the gentlemen tried their best to show their gentlemanly demeanor and care for his frightened heart.

Andy looked indifferent and refused to show his favor. When he was going up the stairs, he was holding up his skirt, and suddenly a hand was stretched out in front of him. He raised his head and couldn't help clenching his fist.

"Miss Oliver," said the Duke, "watch your step."

Andy didn't move, and neither did the Duke, looking at him suspiciously with dark green eyes.

Andy put his hand in his palm with a blank expression. The Duke held the corner of his mouth slightly and led him up the stairs. The surrounding nobles looked at each other with a flash of understanding in their eyes.

It seemed that the thorny rose had pierced the duke's heart.

So everyone slowed down in a tacit understanding, leaving a suitable distance for the Duke and Andy to get along with each other.

Andy took Austin's arm and walked onto the deck together. The Duke slowed down, and the cane made a soft dull sound on the board.

"Do you believe in a goddess?"

Andy turned his eyes slightly, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Yes."

The Duke smiled: "I remember that Morton Manor is located in the Sand Sea area. Viscount Morton himself believes in the Father God of Birch Forest, and I have been fascinated by it. I thought you should also be a believer in the Father God, but I didn't expect you to be a fan of the Goddess."

Andy's heart skipped a beat.

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Only then did I realize that Riwan didn't mean updating [-] characters a day.

I got it wrong...

I decided to correct this mistake and just update once a day.

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