[Bluebeard] On the possibility of HE in aesthetic abnormalities

?Chapter 6

"Oh, it's really miserable." Cecia carefully looked at the gold coins in her hand.

This gold coin is obviously not pure gold. It has a cross printed on one side and a laurel wreath on the other. I don’t know which country’s currency it is, because it has been discarded in the room all year round, and it can even be seen that its surface has been oxidized with several spots.

Cecia thought of the few 'little cuties' she had collected, but they were properly hidden by her, lying in velvet satin and protected by mahogany boxes.

Cecia picked up another gold coin. This gold coin was obviously the currency of another country, with an eagle on one side and a portrait on the other—obviously it had spots, showing that the owner disliked it. care.

Cecia brought the gold coins in front of John, and asked again with a strange expression: "These...is my dowry?" They weren't even as shiny as the door outside!Cecilia muttered silently.

John was a little embarrassed. Since he took these gold coins from his father's warehouse and locked them here, except when his fiancee opened the door, he never looked at them again. For several years, Cecia was the first to care about these People who have problems with the condition of gold coins.

It seems that she really cares about money, John thought to himself, feeling a little unhappy.

Having given up any hope for the performance of this wonderful 'steward', Cecia sighed. As the hostess, she really couldn't bear him treating the Duke's treasure like this!

"Find some experienced servants to remove the spots on the surface of these gold coins!" John was taken aback by the sudden order.

Cecia looked up at the tall and handsome John and gave orders: "Find a craftsman to make dozens of large boxes, and then store the gold coins according to different countries, don't mix them together and expose them to the air!" She I really don't have any good feelings for this chaotic room!

As Cecia thought for a while, she took down the iron key and handed it to John. Since her sweetheart trusts him, she should also give him some trust. "Take this key."

John was stunned, staring at the key without saying a word, was that Cecia's favor to him?He frowned.

"Don't get me wrong." Cecia raised her chin and said coldly, "I'll come and check the room after it's tidied up. I'll check every detail."

"Don't make small moves." She warned, put down the key and left.The butler was left standing alone in front of the door.John's eyes wandered among the treasures and keys, and Cecia's hot and cold attitude made it even more difficult for him to see her mind.

That night, John couldn't help but went to that cubicle again, and Cecia was still staring at the moon blankly for a long time before closing the window.

Was that really her disguise?John couldn't help asking himself a question.He had never seen such a woman before, she smiled at the blue beard, she had no pursuit of treasure, to her, a bag of gold coins or a room full of gold coins made no difference, she might be pleasantly surprised, but she would not be impressed by these things Capturing thoughts.

Waiting until Cecia fell asleep, John left with a lamp.

The next day, Cecia went to check the room as scheduled. Gold coins were placed in strong wooden boxes, and the utensils were wiped clean and packed for hiding. The room was neat and spotless, without the smell of metal decay and dust from yesterday. .

Cecia nodded in satisfaction. John's work results exceeded her expectations. It seems that apart from his strange personality, he still has some advantages in his work. No wonder Ludwig values ​​him so much.

As a result, Cecia couldn't help softening her attitude towards John, and she didn't refuse when he asked to open other doors again.

The walls of the second room are surrounded by huge wooden carved wardrobes, which are full of gorgeous skirts in various styles and colors. If any woman in this world sees these, she will be overwhelmed with excitement.

According to Cecia's observation, she found that the industry in this world is not well developed. Although the clothes of princes and nobles are rich and colorful due to magic, it is also a symbol of expensiveness.

Cecia took out a light green skirt with an elegant style. The bright skirt felt soft and cold to the touch, and it also had a faint smell of grass, which meant that it was a skirt made by magic.

But none of them fit Cecia's aesthetics. Cecia put the skirt back. She still prefers clothes that are easy to move, so that she can keep up with the Duke's pace in the corridor.

Cecia took a few more steps and opened the largest wardrobe in the room. The snow white that appeared instantly caught Cecia off guard.

She stared blankly at the dress.

The wooden model is wearing a beautiful wedding dress, which is snow-white and noble. The layers of folds make the skirt reveal many snow-white roses. The flowers are connected by pure ribbons, making the whole skirt form a huge flower. It is also paired with a veil, embroidered with roses, hidden in a transparent wedding dress, which looks so beautiful.

It is so beautiful that Cecia is almost fascinated. If any bride can wear it, then she must be the happiest bride. Seeing it, Cecia thought of the wedding, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, revealing A bright smile.

"John!" Cecia said cheerfully to the butler, "move this wedding dress to my room." She couldn't control her excitement when she thought that she would wear this dress to marry Ludwig.

John froze for a moment, then lowered his head and replied, "Yes."

It was the first time he saw his fiancée smiling in front of this wedding dress. When they looked at it, who were excited because of the treasure, they also immediately thought of the wedding in a few days, but they only showed ugly expressions.

He even said to him, 'It would be great if you could marry John'.

John hates to think that they are greedy for his property and loathe for Bluebeard's face, so why should they marry him, and at the same time be obsessed with John's face, and then betray him.

The wedding dress made Cecia feel better, and she couldn't wait to say: "Look at the next door!" Maybe there is something else that surprises her.Cecilia was looking forward to it.

"Yes."

John brought Cecia to the third door. Cecia opened it and lost interest immediately. There were some expensive and gorgeous jewelry inside.

John looked at Cecia in puzzlement. She sighed and walked to a crown. This crown once belonged to a beautiful queen. It was inlaid with countless gemstones, reflecting a psychedelic brilliance.

Cecia picked up the crown expressionlessly, bang!The crown fell to the ground, and Cecia let out a cry of pain. She did not expect the crown to be so heavy, and a leaf in the delicate pattern cut her finger.

"It hurts!" Cecia withdrew her hand and looked at the crown that fell on the ground. She immediately ignored the pain and picked it up, looked at it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not bad."

She really couldn't afford to sell her bosom, Cecia habitually thought so, forgetting that it was her dowry.

"Give me your hand!" The man's deep voice was beyond doubt.

Cecia was startled, but when she looked back, it was John. He looked at the crown in his hand coldly. When he turned his eyes to himself, his expression returned to normal, and a low, magnetic voice like a cello sounded, "Give me your hand, please!"

Cecia gave him a blank look. She almost thought it was Ludwig who was talking just now. This illusion made her feel bad. She put the crown back in a bad temper. She raised her chin and refused indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you, John." John froze.

After finishing speaking, Cecia turned and left, passing John shoulder to shoulder. When she walked to the door, she saw that the butler was still standing there, and said impatiently, "Come out soon, I'm going to lock the door."

John walked out of the gate slowly, and Cecia simply locked the door and left, without giving the housekeeper a look from the beginning to the end.

John stood at the door, he thought about his pain for a moment, why he cared so much about Cecia's indifference, he kept asking himself, but there was no answer for a long time, the housekeeper finally gave up thinking about this question and left that door.

On the third day, Cecia opened the fourth door, and then she saw the handicrafts that belonged to the country she used to be in.

Passing screens, swords, and vases, Cecia walked all the way, and John followed her silently.

He watched Cecia stop and pick up a pot with a strange shape, and then she seemed to see something, with a strange expression on her face.

John couldn't help asking: "Is there anything strange about this treasure?" It was his father's collection, and he couldn't understand the beautiful inscription on the treasure, so he just put it in this room.

Cecia gave John a tangled look, hesitating whether to tell him what the word 'chamber' on the treasure meant.

She no longer thinks about why there is something from that country, but why is there such a thing in the treasure house, is this also a dowry?

Is she going to laugh and say to the housekeeper "This is what a country uses to piss on."?That was really embarrassing her!That butler will definitely convey her embarrassment to Ludwig!

Cecia regained her expression. She put the pot back and glared at John. Ludwig definitely didn't arrange this personally. As a housekeeper, it's really embarrassing to put this kind of thing into the treasure house!

Cecilia walked away, and John was silent. He found that Cecia was indeed not obsessed with John's face. On the contrary, she was still very dissatisfied with him. Why could she have such a big difference in her attitude towards the two identities.

John's face sank. Could it be that she ignored her charm as a man just because John was not a Duke? Narrowing his eyes, John looked deeply at Cecia's back.

The fifth and last door, Cecia opened the door, and she was stunned by the scene in the room.

There is nothing particularly luxurious in the room, on the contrary, there are only some sundries like mirrors, combs, wool, and even a branch.

Cecia walked in curiously, and John smiled unconsciously. If other women would turn their heads away immediately, or ask him stupid questions like 'did the Duke make a mistake', Cecia is different from others Yes, he thought so, a little happy.

Cecia looked around and approached the mirror. Although it had been placed in the room for a long time, the mirror was still spotless and bright. Cecia stretched out her hand and touched the mirror with her fingertips. Touch, suddenly a sharp and mean voice startled her.

"Get your dirty hands off!" said the voice.