The red moon returns

Chapter 352 Lynch’s Gift

Fortunately, he was wearing casual clothes on the day of the assassination. There was an extra cut on his chest, so he definitely couldn't have it. If this suit had been given special effects, Lynch might have been unable to sleep for several years.

On the morning of June 6, Lynch was standing in the small living room on the first floor of No. 30 Villa Street, wearing a suit handmade by Master Christian, intoxicated by the image in the mirror.

"How can a person be so handsome? This has exceeded the limits of human beings."

Mrs. Maggie, who had her blond hair tied up in a bun, was holding a hot iron and pulling the hem of Lynch's clothes to iron her from a distance. Her expression was focused, and there were a few beads of sweat on her nose. Little Martha hasn't gone to school yet. She is lying on the sofa with her chin in her hands, her little feet raised and swaying.

"Mom, burn him with an iron quickly. His shamelessness has exceeded human limits."

The little thing was chuckling and laughing very easily. Since he knew that he didn't have to die early, the little thing seemed to have been relieved of a huge burden in the past few days. The haze that had been lingering on the little guy's brows in the past has been dissipated. Her big eyes were filled with happiness.

Um? Oops, I forgot you were still around, and you exposed your true nature. But you can't attack me personally if you are happy, and it is a personal attack in a double sense.

Lynch thought to himself, glared at the little thing fiercely, and made a spanking gesture.

Then the dishonest back of the hand was slapped by Mrs. Maggie, which made little Martha laugh.

"Mr. Lynch is going to a ball tonight, so of course he has to dress neatly." The blonde lady held up a few strands of hair on her temples and smiled softly, "That's a ball at the Governor's Mansion. It's better than the last one." The foreign princess’s reception is much more grand, and we must prepare it to the best of our ability, so that Mr. Lynch can’t lose face in front of those gentlemen, ladies and ladies.”

"Ding bell, jingle bell."

"Stop, stop, stop, it's too early." After receiving special training from Miss Valente, Lynch knew this very well, "The dances are all in the evening, and admission starts in the afternoon. If you don't want to go in early to socialize, you can go in the evening It’s okay to go, there’s no way to go out early in the morning.”

"There's no need to be so nervous, Mrs. Maggie." It was still a little awkward to see Mrs. Maggie today, but the beautiful blond lady acted as if nothing had happened. This made Lynch relax and chuckle, "This time Although the dance tonight is grand, it is actually not that formal. It is said that His Excellency the Duke has specially invited twenty civilian representatives to attend, so the atmosphere will not be very formal. "

"This is perfect, then we wish you..."

The little thing didn't answer. He just held his chin and looked out the window, his eyes blurred, and his little face was full of longing.

The apartment doorbell rang.

"Mom, it's almost done. You haven't even sorted it out for me so carefully."

"Of course it's special, the Governor's Mansion. Most people in this city will never have the opportunity to go in, let alone dance inside as a guest." Mrs. Maggie sighed, shook her head slightly and said, "Lynch Sir, you are a capable person. Whether it is a foreign princess or a governor, he has taken the initiative to write a letter to invite you to participate in advance. You will not understand how rare this is for us ordinary citizens of the King's District. Man, I don't understand, but. Which woman has not dreamed of wearing the most beautiful clothes and dancing in the Governor's Palace? It is an experience worth recalling until the day she dies. One time can make others envious for a lifetime. You can ask Martha, she. There is no such fantasy."

"There are also civilian representatives, so they are so lucky." Mrs. Maggie's voice sounded a little dazed.

"Well, we don't understand this..."

The landlady and her daughter were stunned. Why did someone come to the door so early? There were no workers scheduled for repairs today.

The same disappointment and sadness appeared on the two similar faces. Little Martha even pouted quietly. Although she didn't know why Lynch said that, Mrs. Maggie was considerate and didn't ask any more questions. She took a step back and took a look. Lin Qi came closer to help him put on the clean hat, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, I thought the invitations were easy to get. Well, maybe Duke Wein is wearing red clothes and a big white beard, getting in from the chimney and handing them out door to door. It doesn't matter who gets it or not. ”

"How can it be so weird? If you say that, how can I still fantasize about it in the future?" Mrs. Maggie glared at Lynch with dissatisfaction, smoothed out the last wrinkles, sighed softly, and said quietly, "Actually, I also know it’s a dream, but... We would be very satisfied to have Mr. Lynch go in for our mother and daughter to take a look. Please take a look more and tell us when you come back. I will chat with the neighbors in the future. It’s a good time to show off.”

"Well, I'll try my best, but it may not be useful."

"What? Is it that exaggerated? It's just a dance, there's nothing to look forward to."

"I'm going to take a look. Martha, don't wait any longer. It's time to go to school. Every time you go out, you take your time. You usually don't do anything. When you go out, everything happens. Hurry up, otherwise you, Lynch, will Uncle will beat you."

Nagging, the landlady in a long house dress held up the hem of her skirt and ran out in small steps.

What does the quarrel between you mother and daughter have to do with me? Am I a monster who scares the children?
Although he thought so, Lynch's smile as he watched Mrs. Maggie leave was a bit weird. hey-hey……

When he looked back, he saw a big face.

What the hell.

Lynch was startled. He leaned back and distanced himself and saw clearly that little Martha was lying in front of him with her face close to her face, staring at him suspiciously.

Without saying a word, he grabbed him and slapped his legs twice. The little thing was completely unresponsive. He got up and continued to stare at Lin Qi for a moment before he said thoughtfully: "Why do I feel that you and your mother have suddenly changed?" Is something strange happening that I don’t know about?”

???

Are all children in this world so sensitive?
How the hell do you answer this? Your mother wanted me to be your formal father but I didn’t agree?
I dare say, there should be no need to participate in any activities in the evening.

"Because Mrs. Maggie has been too happy these days." Lynch rubbed little Martha's golden hair, "Aren't you also weird? You never close your mouth."

"Yeah!" Little Martha's attention was immediately diverted, and she nodded vigorously with a happy face. She suddenly grabbed Lin Qi's hand and bit it down. "Hmm, wade through the mud and pick up the compress."

No, are you a dog? Who taught you to express gratitude like this? Let him come out. I will let him see the red moon tonight. I will take your surname.

Two idiots were making a fuss when a scream suddenly came from the porch.

Mrs. Maggie's scream.

Little Martha's expression changed, she jumped up from the sofa and hurriedly ran towards the door.

"Mom, Mom, are you okay? Don't scare me."

Lin Qi was not in a hurry. He stood up slowly, picked up his cane and followed him out.

"Martha, you are very literate. Please help me see. Did I read it wrong?"

"What? Mom, you scared me to death. Isn't it just a letter? What's it worth...ah~~~~"

There was another scream, which made Lynch feel like he was listening to a chord.

When he came over, he saw little Martha holding a card and screaming like a mysterious creature. Mrs. Maggie was also squatting next to her daughter, holding her daughter's hand and reading the words on the card over and over again in disbelief.

The thick silver folio card has no text on the cover, only a golden shield and sword emblem that almost fills the page. It is the family emblem of the Wien family, the governor of the Rhine Duchy of the Kingdom of Rand.

Opening the card, there were several lines of strong handwritten cursive characters inside.

We sincerely invite Ms. Maggie Hudson, a resident of No. 221 Vera Street, King's District, and Ms. Martha Hudson, as citizen representatives, to the Duke's Palace at 6 pm on June 30 to attend a ceremony hosted by Princess Sophia Rose, Locke... Please be sure to attend the reception ball hosted by Duke de Wien. The Governor's Palace is looking forward to welcoming you two ladies.

Sincerely, Locke DeVine.

"I just said that someone would wear a big red robe and a big beard and hand out invitations as gifts everywhere."

Mrs. Maggie's chest heaved, her breathing quickened, and her lips trembled. She looked at the invitation, her daughter, and then Lynch's smile.

He rolled his eyes and passed out.

(End of this chapter)