Doting on the Masked Wife

The weather was good today, with a warm wind blowing over and dispelling the damp and cold air.

In the garden of Edson Castle, the sun shines on the flower branches, and the mottled flower shadows sway and hit people's faces. The air is full of the fragrance of flowers, which is very fresh and pleasant.

A few maids standing in front of the flower garden wore black and white maid uniforms, helping the gardener trim the flower branches with huge flower scissors, chatting and laughing with the young and strong gardener blushing.

Although the gardener was not very handsome, he was tall and healthy, with a beard and full of male hormones.In this deep old castle, it is the object of many lonely maids in spring.

Of course, someone like the young master is of course perfect.Although the young master is only the illegitimate son of the Earl, he is the appointed heir to the title of the Earl, and he is so handsome that even a woman would fall in love with him—but it is too high and unattainable, and he can only look up to him, not delusional, let alone by his side There is also a fiancée from the East who is said to have witchcraft and confuse people. That girl is not an ordinary person.

Ah, by the way, the young master's assistants are also very gentle and nice, but they just come and go in a hurry, and they don't have a chance to show courteousness to him.

Therefore, gardeners who are relatively close and have similar identities have a common language.

The maids surrounded the gardener, who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and showed off his well-developed chest muscles. They were chatting, but they couldn't help but wink at the gardener one by one, hoping that the gardener could see what they meant for him .And the gardener is not blind, it's just that there are so many maids in the castle, he is happy to enjoy the various gazes sent by these little maids, so that he can feel the feeling of being chased for a while longer.

Surrounded by these maids, the gardener taught them how to prune the flower branches, while chatting and laughing pretendingly, showing his charm.

It feels good to be surrounded by women!It's even better to be a heartthrob!He snickered smugly.

However, suddenly his bearded face became stiff, and with a "snap", the silver and heavy flower scissors fell from his hand in panic.

"What's the matter? You can't even hold the flower scissors?" A maid said shyly while grabbing her ponytail. I can't hold the scissors steady.

If it was normal, her pretentious behavior would definitely attract the ridicule and siege of other maids, but strangely, not only did they collectively silence at this time, but also, like the gardener, their faces that were joking and laughing suddenly stiffened to the same level. Like rocks.

"What's the matter with you?" The maid asked them strangely, grabbing her ponytail for no reason, but seeing them blinking at her with stiff faces, she rolled her eyes, "What are you doing? Your eyes are cramping Huh? Your face was slapped?"

All the other maids vomited blood madly in their hearts, and were extremely speechless to this idiot and nympho maid. Fortunately, although this little nymphomaniac didn't have a good brain, she finally turned around and looked behind her curiously after they all fell silent.

Immediately, her eyes widened and her mouth opened so wide that an ostrich egg could be stuffed into it!

"Ma...Master Mark..."

She tremblingly yelled at the person who walked in front of them, but her legs softened and she almost knelt down.

Master Mark's handsome face had a slight smile under the sun, but the smile and warmth never reached his eyes, but stayed on his thin lips.

"What? So many people pruning the flower beds?" He laughed.

This seems like an insignificant casual question, but all these maids trembled in fright, their whole bodies trembled, and then they all murmured: "I, I'm going to sweep the floor." "I, I remembered, The steward asked me to change the curtains." "And I, the golden candlestick should be wiped." "I should tidy up the bookcase, otherwise the steward's wife will scold me..."

The maids who had been flirting around the gardener just now dispersed in an instant, and ran away without a trace, leaving only one gardener who could not go anywhere.

It's not that he doesn't want to run, it's that the garden is where his job is, where he can go.

The corner of his mouth twitched as he watched Master Mark walking towards him step by step, and all the energy to show all kinds of boldness, chicness, and charm in front of the girls just now disappeared.

His legs kept shaking, shaking, shaking, but he couldn't seem to move.

Watching Master Mark come up to him and raised his hand, he screamed, "Master Mark, don't kill me, I, I didn't speak ill of you!"

However, Master Mark just raised his hand, bent down to pick up the pair of huge silver and heavy flower scissors from the grass, and handed it to him.

The gardener is tall and strong, with well-developed chest muscles that can be seen through a short-sleeved shirt. He is absolutely powerful. His thick hands were shaking non-stop, as exaggerated as sifting chaff, and beads of sweat were all over his forehead.

With his eyes wide open, he couldn't even speak.

Master Mark smiled at him, then raised his hand and patted his arm, turned around and left.

It wasn't until his back disappeared that the figure of the gardener holding the flower scissors shook for a moment, and knelt down on the lawn with a "boom", his legs were too weak to lift.

After wiping the sweat from his head, the gardener murmured, "What is the Earl thinking? Why did you let such a terrible murderer come back to the castle?"

Thinking of his hand slapping his arm just now, he felt goosebumps again, and frantically raised his hand to rub the skin of his arm, almost peeling off a layer of skin.

——He was also there when the little maid's body was found from the rockery in the back garden. At that time, he had just arrived in the castle and was only in his teens.

Everyone vomited when the body was brought out.

And he is one of them.

He will never forget the scene where his belly was dismembered and his face was so rotten that he couldn't see what he looked like before he was alive.

Even a strong man like him had nightmares for a whole year.

Master Mark didn't bring any entourage today, and his confidantes probably didn't know where he was going to do something bad—everyone who saw him in the castle and ran away in a panic thought so.

He walked in the castle, wherever he went, the wind swept away the fallen leaves. Anyone who saw him would disperse in a second, and he only hated his parents for giving him two legs. look.

But for such a scene, Master Mark doesn't seem to think it's strange. On his handsome smiling face, a pair of blue eyes are actually so indifferent that there is no warmth or emotion. Did not enter his eyes.

Or maybe, he was brewing a bigger conspiracy.

If this conspiracy succeeds and Castle Edson falls into his hands, those who dare to disrespect him today will end badly.

He walked to a place with running water in the back garden, and stopped. The tall and thick flower trees blocked his figure, and he was in the shadow of the flower trees. No one saw his face suddenly become extremely cold ferocious look.

Not far away, the sound of two people talking came from the place blocked by the flower branches.

"small thing……"

"Who is your little thing, go away and leave me alone."

"Hitomi."

"Who is your name? Do I know you?"

The conversation between a man and a woman was Ning Tong'er who lost his temper and Murong Lie who wanted to make peace.

"Tong'er," Murong Lie said with a terrible headache, "Is it okay if I'm wrong? Are you going to ignore me all the time?"

Ning Tonger glanced at him very disdainfully, although every night she secretly looked at his window to see if he fell asleep early, but now her old man just wants to show her displeasure!

Let you disrespect people, make you distrust me, let you kill me!

Ning Tong'er raised her chin arrogantly, then turned her head in disdain: "Cut!"

This simple word fully demonstrates what is called concise and to the point.

Murong Lie's self-esteem has been greatly hurt, it should be said that he has been greatly hurt during this period of time - Ning Tong'er has ignored him for many days!

Please imagine how a person who can't bear to leave his wife away from him for a day passes through these days and nights.

He couldn't take it anymore, if it wasn't for the earl's old man who was always getting in the way, he would have made peace with Ning Tong'er long ago.

Still waiting until today?

He grabbed Ning Tong'er's arm immediately, not letting her go.

"Isn't it okay if my husband is wrong? You really won't forgive me?"

Ning Tonger was grabbed by his arm, turned her head and looked at him with big eyes contemptuously: "Hmph!"

There is only one word again, this time it is more concise.

Murong Lie hugged her waist all of a sudden, and was as shameless as brown sugar again: "Tong'er, wife, just forgive husband this time! I will never lose my temper with you in the future!"

Ning Tong'er rolled her eyes at this thick-skinned man with a slanderous face, her arrogant little face still had a look of disdain, and she was about to break free from his embrace with all her strength.

"Let go of me! You treat me as three years old, give me a sweet date with a stick, get the hell out of me!"

Short oil, Tong'er can still swear, and she swears crisply.

If Qi Ruosang was here, he would definitely be overwhelmed.

Murong Lie is not in a good mood, how could he, isn't he apologizing?Is it that serious?Besides, isn't it because he cared too much about her that he would kill her?

"Tong'er, you're so partial to that old man, you don't even want your husband?"

His words made Ning Tong'er even angrier.

He raised his hand and knocked down his big hand: "What do you mean by leaning towards that old man? Are you apologizing?"