[Bluebeard] On the possibility of HE in aesthetic abnormalities

?Moving the mirror into the room, Cecia drove John away. Since the Duke passed by, she couldn't stop her thinking about anything, but this mirror can make her relieve her thinking and be happier.

"Ah! Duke Ludwig~! You are so charming, your azure eyes are more beautiful than the color of the ocean, your face is so beautiful that only a god can carve out, you..."

"No." Cecia withdrew her gaze from the book, frowned and looked at the magic mirror critically, "Not enough emotion!"

The black shadow came out of the mirror, with a bitter face: "What on earth do you want!" It pointed to the moon outside the window, "I can already see the goddess of the moon, from noon to now! Listen to my praise , aren’t you tired?!” If it wasn’t for the mirror not being able to cry, the magic mirror would have burst into tears now.

"Not tired!" Cecia turned a page of the book "Continue."

"You!" The magic mirror put away his bitter face and said angrily, "You devil!"

If any well-informed person hears this sentence, he will be very surprised. As a notorious magic mirror, it has caused countless people to commit irreparable viciousness, which makes it spurned by countless people as the devil's magic mirror. Creation, or the devil is alive, no one can think that there will be people who will let it accuse the word devil.

Faced with Cecia's indifference, the magic mirror had no choice but to praise the Duke again in pain, and cursed the Duke thousands of times in his heart.

In the cubicle, John's eyes softened. His Cecia was different from those ordinary people. She was even more special than the princess. She was unique, but...

John lost his mind for a moment, she was too indifferent to him as a housekeeper, she would no longer look at him brightly, would no longer invite him intimately, let alone smile at him.

Tomorrow will be the last door, and she will not let herself down. John gently watched her put away the book, blow out the lamp, kick the magic mirror to make it shut up, and lie down on the bed.

He didn't turn around until Cecia's breathing became shallow.

The magic mirror came out and snorted silently at John in the cubicle. He was also kind, intelligent and generous, obviously more despicable and sinister than it. How could this kind of person deserve its praise!

Taking another look at the sleeping Cecia, the black shadow rolled back into the mirror angrily, these two psychos!It thought angrily.

On the fourth day, John took Cecia to the center of the castle, a place not far from her room, walked down the stairs, and came to a blue gate.

"This is the door opened with the golden key." John turned sideways so that Cecia's eyes could fall on the door.

This door is made of unknown ore. Its surface is as smooth as water, shining like the deep sea. The fine light makes this door look quite luxurious. Although there are no carvings on it, it is just a flat door, but Makes one think it's grander than all the doors that came before it and wonder what comes after it.

Cecia looked at it for a while, thinking it looked like the glass door she had seen in her previous life.

But this blue is so beautiful, Cecia stared at the gate, as if she saw Ludwig's blue eyes, deep and beautiful, what is in those eyes?

Cecia looked at the blue quietly, John stood aside and looked at her, admiring her beautiful side face, he knew that Cecia would not open it, because this was an agreement she had made with herself.

"John," Cecia asked, "what's behind this door?"

John was taken aback for a moment, why would Cecia be curious about the things behind the door?

Cecia frowned and asked, "I know that Ludwig is lying in what the magic mirror said, but what's in it?"

"I don't know" John lied, bowing slightly. "The duke didn't tell me what's inside." Ludwig was indeed not inside, but the blue beard mask was inside the door, he quietly thought about it and didn't say it.

"Okay." Cecia pouted, she didn't expect the housekeeper to know anything, and suddenly she thought of another thing.

Cecia pointed to the doorway. "I like the color of this door, and I want the exact same one!"

John: "..." It was the first time he heard such a strange request, why did she like this door so much?

Is there anything special about the color?He looked at the door and found that it was very similar to his own eyes, they were all blue. He shouldn't have used that kind of rare ore to make the door. What kind of thought did he have when he made this door? The door, John suddenly felt a little regretful.

"Sorry, the ore used to make this door is very rare, and I'm afraid that a huge ore that can make such a shape has never been found." John replied.

"Uh..." Cecia was a little disappointed, and looked back at the door, well, even if there is magic, it would be difficult to make a glass door in this world, um... how to make glass?Cecia stared at the door lost in thought

John watched Cecia remain silent for a long time, mistakenly thinking that she loved doors very much, and was thinking about a door, which was indeed something Cecia could do, and a subtle tenderness floated in his heart.

John proposed, "If you like this door very much, when the Duke comes back, you can ask him to change the door to your bedroom."

It's like burning sand...it turns into glass?Cecia thought about it uncertainly, and she suddenly came back to her senses, "No, no, I'll take a look at it once in a while."

Such an answer made John a little uneasy. He was a little worried that Cecia would open the door after looking at it... Speaking of why he gave her the golden key in the first place, a trace of regret flashed in John's eyes.Looks like he'll have to keep an eye on her and keep her from going that way.

Time passed by like running water. In the next few days, Cecia found that the butler appeared in front of her more frequently. No, it should be said that he followed her almost every step of the day for almost the whole day.

What is he doing, as a butler who follows his master's fiancée all day long, what is he thinking? ? ?Is he all right? ! !Looking at John beside her, Cecia thought inconceivably.

Seeing Cecia turn her head, John leaned forward and hooked his lips, "Do you have any orders?" He could already smile naturally in front of her.

"John..." Cecia sighed and closed the book, "Don't you think you've been too close to me recently?" As she spoke, she indicated that she was less than a foot away from John.

"Tomorrow will be a week, and the Duke will be back." Cecia said indifferently, "Can you stay away from me?"

"No." She changed her words and said bluntly, "From now on, you should stay away from me. I don't want the Duke to misunderstand. If you can, you don't have to appear in front of me unless necessary."

John froze. He looked at Cecia with an indifferent expression, trying to find a trace of unnaturalness in her face. Unfortunately, it was obviously her sincere words. She wanted him to leave, and she didn't like him.

Cecia hates him!This conclusion shocked John, and his blue eyes looked deeply at Cecia.

Cecia was not moved, she said arrogantly, "You have the same blue eyes, you are far worse than the Duke!"

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John suddenly understood that she only liked Ludwig, only the Duke of Bluebeard, no matter what the reason was, but as the Duke's fiancée, she really loved him, but she didn't love John, and didn't even care who John was, the only one The attention is only because of the same eye color.

Facing Cecia's indifferent attitude, John was finally speechless and had to salute and leave.

He walked down the corridor in a daze, and the maids on both sides saluted one after another. They looked at him fascinatedly, even if his expression was frustrated, his charm could not be damaged in the slightest. John accidentally saw those shy maids, and suddenly came up with an idea , if Cecia can face him squarely, will she fall in love with him?

Then this idea crazily took root and sprouted in his mind, and grew into a towering tree.

Back in his room, John went to the table and opened the drawer. A hideous blue beard mask appeared and looked at him. His blue eyes became darker. He picked up the mask and finally threw it back. John turned and left.

Such ugliness can be loved by Cecia, why can't he, he believes that Cecia doesn't care about the difference between the duke and the butler, she will definitely fall in love with the real him, not the blue beard.John thought coldly.

In the meantime, John took out a key from another secret drawer. Looking at the silver key with a gorgeous pattern in his hand with his blue eyes like sea water, his eyes became darker and darker. What Cecia wanted to know In the depths of the ocean, something seemed to be surging.

John's perfect thin lips curved into a charming arc, took the key and left the room, he thought, he had to let Cecia calm down.

into the night.

Cecia sat in front of the window staring at the sky in a daze. The night wind blew her golden hair as always, and her fingertips touched the cold window sill. Cecia smiled, and a smile gradually floated in her eyes.

Ludwig will be back tomorrow, and Cecia couldn't help smiling, her heart full of anticipation.

The magic mirror looked at Cecia with cold eyes and smiled from time to time, and couldn't help but stand up and walk to a corner of the room, and went to the side of the snow-white wedding dress and couldn't stop touching it, full of joy and anticipation.

"You like him that much? That Duke Ludwig?" The mirror asked with a sarcasm.

"Yes!" Cecia replied without hesitation.

"Even if he did something to you?" the magic mirror said maliciously.

"What is he going to do to me?" Repeated in a nonchalant tone, Cecia raised the corners of her lips and walked to the mirror. She said naturally, "I am willing to do whatever he does, as long as he is blue beard."

"Bluebeard?"

"Yes, Bluebeard, my sweetheart." Cecia affirmed,

"Oh~" Sombra narrowed his purple eyes, "Then you know...Hey! What are you doing."

Cecia kicked the mirror and said bluntly, "Shut up! I don't want to hear your stupid lies. I'm going to bed. I can't wait for tomorrow to come."

After speaking, Cecia closed the window and lay down on the bed.

Mirror "..."

Stupid woman!He would never tell her the truth again!Even a word!The magic mirror thought angrily.

At this time, John came out of the cubicle, walked to Cecia's door and stood quietly for a while. Suddenly, he took out the silver key to lock the door, paused, and left here.

The next day, Cecilia woke up from her bed, washed and dressed, went to the door and held the doorknob

'click click click'

Cecia was stunned, can't open it?

She twisted the doorknob hard again, tried several times, but she was discouraged, and she couldn't open it.

"Break the door!" Cecia kicked the door angrily, "Let me out!" Her Duke is coming back!

The black shadow came out of the mirror, and it silently looked at the angry Cecia, "Don't waste your time, you are locked up."

Cecilia was taken aback, and looked at the magic mirror suddenly

"Who did it?!" Who actually locked her in the room at such an important moment!Cecia almost screamed in anger!

"It's John." The magic mirror shook John out neatly.

Cecia was surprised, "Why did he lock me up?!" She couldn't figure it out, what did she do to make the housekeeper lock her up.

The magic mirror bent its purple eyes into weird crescents and said 'honestly'

"Because he's in love with you."

Cecia was shocked by the huge impact brought by the words of the magic mirror, and even forgot to be angry.

She was silent.

John stood in the cubicle, looking at her deeply with complicated emotions in his eyes.