Doting on the Masked Wife

However, Marquis Evan was willing to do anything to survive.

He only saw Earl Edson laughing, and thought that Edson's cold heart had loosened.

Immediately, Marquis Evan rubbed his knees against the ground, and crawled forward two extremely humble steps. He climbed up to Earl Edson's leg, grasped Earl Edson's leg with both hands, and said overjoyedly: "Count, you Just kill all these people, just kill them all and silence them!"

He raised his hand and pointed at the nobles who were having fun with him day and night, with a look of joy beyond words: "As long as they are all dead, no one will know! And of course your subordinates will not say Out, right? Lord Earl...Earl Edson, just say that, you let me go, and I give you everything I have! All the gold and silver, all the beauties, all the deeds of the house, and you I have the list of those officials who want to collude with the third prince, I have it, I have it, I will leave it to you, as long as you let me live!"

Suddenly, curses sounded from the living room.

The nobles, maids, and lovers who were too scared to speak, and who were afraid of the majesty of Marquis Avon before, forgot their fear and cursed at him angrily after Marquis Avon's despicable words.

"Marquis Evan, you really are the man with the least sense of honor, you are a piece of trash!"

"Shameless villain, betraying your trust, betraying your friends, you are too disrespectful!"

"Bastard, we don't want to die, you should be the culprit!"

A nobleman grabbed the clothes on the carpet to cover his naked body, and crawled over on his knees.

"Don't listen to him, Lord Earl, we are the ones who have been wronged, we don't know anything... We were implicated by him, you should kill him!"

He pointed at Marquis Evan angrily.

"This damned fat pig is the instigator. He should be punished together with the third prince. He should be punished no matter what happens to the treason!"

All the other men and women also shouted.

"Yes, Lord Earl, I beg you to be merciful. We are all wronged. If you want to kill, you can kill Marquis Evan... No, just this treacherous and treacherous villain who conspired against us will be fine!"

"My lord, we don't know anything..."

"Master Earl, he deserves to die the most, you must never listen to him..."

"Master Earl, I also have money, I will give you my gold, silver and jewelry, as well as the manor..."

The hint of ridicule on the corner of Earl Edson's lips deepened. He sneered and watched these people chattering, dog biting dog together.

Then, he raised his leg and kicked away Marquis Evan who was about to fight with those nobles.

"Take them all out, leave none behind."

The cold command came out of his thin lips, and the people present suddenly fell silent.

After a brief silence, there was a begging for mercy.

The stern-faced man in black frowned, put his musket on his shoulder, and aimed at these men and women who refused to sit still. Finally, under the black muzzle of the gun, all the noise stopped.

These disheveled nobles, lovers, maids... were all escorted out of the hall, forced to form a circle, and stood in the courtyard of the manor.

And dozens of men in black formed an encirclement circle, surrounded them, and pointed their guns at them.

At this time, a man in black pushed a woman in a black robe out of the room, frowning as he walked and pointing a gun at her.

The woman in a black robe was pushed into the courtyard, tripped and fell with a "slap".

At this time, there was a scream of "Xiao" in her arms, and it turned out that she was holding a cat in her arms.

Lord Earl Edson walked in front of her, and the woman in black robe who had fallen to the ground raised her head.

I saw that she was extremely thin, and her two hands holding the cat tightly were so skinny that the bones could be touched through the clothes.

On her face that was so pale that there was no trace of blood, the two eyes were gray-blue, very large, and had a feeling like a cat in her arms, which was indescribably mysterious.

Reflecting on her pointed chin, these eyes give people an eerie feeling.Especially when she raised her eyes to look at Earl Edson with a mocking sneer.

The cat in her arms huddled in her black robe, and "meowed" again, this time it was more urgent and hasty, and it sounded very disturbed.

Earl Edson lowered his head slightly, glanced at the cat in her arms, and then slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Black cat."

Then, he turned around and smiled at Marquis Evan, who was pointed at gunpoint and stood trembling in the encirclement like everyone else.

"Keeping a shrine maiden from a gypsy, isn't it?"

He casually raised his arms, and the wind howled, waving his black cloak.

He was smiling, whether it was from the heart or not, at least his handsome face seemed to seldom smile like this.

"In collusion with the devil, this is enough for your crime."

However, at this moment, a hoarse voice came from the mouth of the gypsy witch who fell to the ground.

"The devil...Earl Edson, you are the devil..."

Her voice was extremely unpleasant, almost as rough and hoarse as an owl, and it sounded eerie.Evan likes young and beautiful women the most. For such an ugly and dry woman, he would not keep her by his side if he could not see her for divination.

At least, after going through a few incidents, it proved that she is not just a name, but really has some skills.

Relying on her, he also eliminated many enemies.

It's just that I didn't expect that it would still fall into the hands of Earl Edson today.

Not only him, but even the witch herself will be finished.

When Marquis Evan saw her, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to ask why she couldn't count this moment?She can divination, can she count? !Even if she didn't make it to this point, their lives would be lost here?

"What did you say?"

The words of the black-robed witch made Earl Edson's eyes suddenly turn cold. He turned his head and looked coldly at the black-robed witch who was sitting on the ground.

"You can fool others, but you can't fool me." The witch giggled, with a hint of sarcasm and viciousness on her thin face, "Isn't it? Your lord, Earl Edson!"

Earl Edson looked at her coldly, his handsome face was cold and expressionless.

He didn't speak, and the two just looked at each other.

Confronted.

This was the only woman who dared to look directly at Earl Edson.

She was also the only woman who dared to look at Earl Edson with such vicious eyes.

Suddenly, Earl Edson's handsome and indifferent face showed a hint of doubt.

"You, you are..."

He looked at the thin witch in black robe on the ground, frowned slightly, his handsome face seemed uncertain: "Could it be that you are..."

The black-robed witch hugged the black cat in her arms, and suddenly raised her head and laughed loudly.

"Lord Earl Edson, you finally remembered."

She looked at Earl Edson viciously: "I am the humble maid who was expelled after being rejected by you, and reduced to this point. Have you finally remembered?"

Earl Edson frowned even tighter.

The black-robed witch in front of her was so vicious, staring at him full of resentment.

The picture of that year appeared in front of his eyes:

A seductive maid from a foreign country walked gently behind him who was reading a book under the lamp in the study in the dead of night, and wanted to help him take off his clothes, but he pushed him away indifferently.

Then, unwillingly, she hugged his waist tightly from behind.

"Master Earl, I have already fallen in love with you deeply. It is for you that I left my family and came to your house to be your maid, just to get close to you."

Earl Edson frowned slightly.

At that time, under the light, his face was deep and handsome, but it was exactly the same as now, without a trace of human emotion and warmth.

"I dare not dream of asking you to marry me, as long as you accept me, I am willing to be your lover..."

The seductive maid hugged him, pressed her face tightly against his back, and murmured softly to him.

However, Earl Edson was completely unmoved, and he pushed her away again.

In the British aristocrats in the past ten centuries, although every aristocrat has countless lovers, they can even touch the maids around them at will, and they have all the young and beautiful women they can meet.

Earl Edson has always been an outlier.

He didn't have any women, and even the seductive maid who offered to come to his door, he pushed away indifferently, not like an ordinary man.

Not only that, he expelled her from the earl's mansion in order to avoid future troubles.

I don't know what happened after that... For him, this is such an insignificant matter.

It wasn't worth his trouble to pay attention to where the maid would go and what she would do after being driven away.

He even forgot to ask her if her hometown was from the land of the famous witches.

The black-robed witch in front of her was as dry as a dried branch, as ugly as a dying old woman, and her voice was as ugly as a crow.

It's just that she stared at him like this, her eyes full of resentment, as if it reminded him of the time when the maid was driven away, she shouted at him hoarsely: "Master Earl, do you really not like me at all? Earl ,You will regret this!"

The moment she was dragged away, she also had the same resentful eyes, exactly the same.

However, in the vague memory, that maid was very charming, and she was completely different from the dry and thin vicious witch in black robe in front of her.

The only thing that gave him a sense of familiarity and doubts was her dry face and her big gray-blue eyes.