My name is Ren

Chapter 232 Don't be afraid of embarrassment, embarrassment is just a test paper to test whether the skin is thick or not

A luxurious carriage slowly drove into the city gate of Venier with the crisp sound of bells, and more than [-] horsemen guarded the carriage.The civilians walking on the side of the road glanced at the sound, and with this one glance, many people's eyes were firmly attached to the carriage.A golden family crest shone with dignity under the blazing sun. It was the family crest of Angelo's family!As the old master of the city, people still have a lot of affection for Angelo.

Not every aristocrat is a cruel and heartless ruler, most of the aristocrats are very tolerant towards their own people, as long as there are no issues of principle and conflicts of interests, even if the aristocrats are unwilling to take over the people, they are still willing I will not just find an excuse to punish or treat them harshly.Every commoner is like a worker bee in a hive. Their existence may be inconspicuous, but they are precisely the most critical cornerstone of aristocratic rule.

After Angelo's death, Sean's rise to power, and then Bolson's rise to power, after experiencing so many dazzling events in a year, people here cherish the stability and peace of Angelo's reign even more.

At this moment, the clan emblem touched some sensitive things in their hearts, making some old people burst into tears.

The curtain behind the carriage window was suddenly lifted, revealing a head of long black hair and a delicate face.People exclaimed, it was Mistress, Angelo's wife!The nobles have all kinds of privileges, and the partners they choose are also the best. Angelo's wife is named Mirona, who was also a well-known beautiful girl in this city when she was young.There used to be gossip that Angelo did not marry a girl from a noble family because of the existence of Mirona.

He was infatuated with Mirona, and because of her, he gave up another nobleman's marriage invitation, and thus gave up the chance to be promoted to the imperial capital.

Seeing Mrs. Mirona again at this time, many people excitedly put down their work and followed the carriage.

Mirona in the carriage looked at the city and the people on the street with a familiar but unfamiliar gaze.There is a touch of sadness in the eyes, as well as a kind of nostalgia and longing.After she married Angelo and had a child, she took the child to live in the imperial capital.In the imperial capital, their children can receive the most perfect education and have access to the top aristocratic circles.Mirona still remembers what Angelo said to her:
I must make our child a great nobleman. He should not be mediocre like me, but should have loftier ideals and ambitions.So I beg you, take him to the imperial capital and make him a great man too.

Because of Angelo's words, Mirona began to live apart from Angelo, until one day, someone told him that Angelo was dead.

She was completely dumbfounded. In her eyes, her omnipotent husband died at the hands of a villain. This was an unacceptable fact for her.She cried about it, and she got through it, because she had kids.She didn't want to go back to this place, it reminded her of her husband she couldn't forget, but she had to come back.Angelo's friend in the Privy Council told her that if she wanted her child to successfully inherit Angelo's title, instead of letting Angelo's younger brother occupy the title, she and her child must return to Vernier .

Her child will become the new lord, continue to rule the city, and inherit Angelo's will and title.

So she came, and brought the baby back, even with more grief.

The sadness in her eyes that couldn't be opened made her feel distressed. She pretended that everything was over, forced a smile on her face, nodded and greeted the passersby on the side of the road from time to time, and a layer of mist had accumulated in her eye sockets.

When the carriage slowly stopped outside the lord's mansion, and the knights got off their horses one after another to protect Mirona and her five-year-old son, Bolson, who had already received the news, came out to welcome her.

Looking at Mirona's exquisite face, Bolson narrowed his eyes slightly.He was not a fool, and he knew very well that at this special time, Angelo's widow and son suddenly returned to Venier with the purpose of seizing power.This little boy who is only a few years old looks very cute, and the little boy in a decent suit is his worst enemy.Because this guy is the rightful successor and the rightful city lord, and he, Bolson, is just a "thief" who has taken over the magpie's nest.

"I just got the news, please forgive me for being late." Bolson's face was calm and he was very educated, and every action was impeccable, even if his social status was only a "citizen" . "On my own behalf, welcome home Madam and your children."

Mirona looked at the lord's mansion, which was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar with it, leaving behind countless laughter and happiness, with a faint sarcasm on her face, "Go home?", her sarcasm was quickly put away by her, she Looking at Bolson, she bowed her knees and said, "During this time, please take care of the whole city and our people." She stroked the soft hair on the child's forehead, and the brilliance of great motherhood flashed in her eyes. passed away.

She straightened her upper body, and her graceful curves made people look sideways, "Shall we talk here for a while?"

Bolson was startled, and smiled apologetically, "I'm being rude, please come in."

Under the guidance of Bolson, Mirona and her children entered the guest room of the Santo's Mansion, and the sarcasm on Mirona's face could not help showing up again. She looked around and laughed, but there was a kind of sarcasm in her eyes. A touch of hostility and indifference, "Everything is not much different from when I left, but none of the servants here is known to me." She walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, patted the sofa cushions, Her child walked over obediently, with a stern smile, unspeakably cute, "Speaking of which, this is the first time I've stayed in a guest room!"

A soft nail made Bolson a little embarrassed. It stands to reason that the mother and son are the real owners of the mansion, and he is the guest.But now, he lives in the master's room, but let the real master live in the guest room.However, his face has quietly thickened after following Rennes, and instead of being choked up by Mirona's words, he smiled loudly, "I am a person who likes to try new experiences, and I think you should try too, madam. a bit."

After finishing speaking, he nodded and bowed slightly, "I'm tired from traveling all the way, so I won't bother you, madam. I'll see you at dinner." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

Looking at the back of Bolson's departure, Mirona's body suddenly lost strength and leaned against the sofa. She gently stroked the child's shoulder, and a crystal clear teardrop slipped quietly.

The boy immediately showed a nervous expression, and turned sideways to throw himself into his mother's arms, but the education he had received in the past two years made him know that he must always maintain an aristocratic demeanor, so he could only resist the impulse and hold his hands back. Holding her mother's big hand, "Mom, why are you sad? Did you think of your father?"

Mirona wiped away her tears, shook her head, and looked at the child's face full of determination, "Yes, my dear child. Your father and I have prepared the most beautiful gift in the world for you, but This gift was taken away by others, whether it was for you or your father, I swear, I must take it back and hand it completely into your hands."

The boy couldn't understand such a complicated dialogue, so he could only nod with a straight face to show that he understood.This is what the court etiquette teachers taught him, no matter at any time, don't show your ignorance.

On the other hand, Bolson is also having a headache for the arrival of the mother and child.Obviously, he has only two options now, either to give up his position, return the ruling power of Venier to the mother and son, and pat his ass and leave.Either find a way to make them disappear, or disappear.

The former is both easy and difficult. Letting go is easy, but Ren will abandon him [-]% because he knows what Ren is like.In Ryan's eyes, everyone has a clearly marked price, and at the same time, there is a bottom line in Ryan's heart.As long as it is below this bottom line, he will be regarded as garbage by him, and will be thrown into the garbage dump by Ren to fend for itself.He hasn't taken revenge yet, hasn't fulfilled his pursuit and ambition, and his lofty ideals are far from being realized. He can't let go, absolutely can't!
However, the second point is also difficult to achieve. When Mirona and her son entered the city, they almost alarmed the whole city. What he has to do now is not to hurt them, but to protect them from any accidents.Otherwise, even if he did nothing, people will think he did it.He had already seen the horror and strength of human nature in Balatan and Venier, and if he wanted to do well what Renn told him, he must not go against the wishes of most people.

How to choose has become an extremely difficult matter.

Bolson had a headache about this all afternoon, and there was no proper solution until dinner.It is impossible to procrastinate. Once the people from the imperial capital come to Venier, they will inevitably force him to abdicate, and then drive him away. There is not much time left for him.Every minute, every second is very important to him at this time.

what should I do?
He seemed to hear someone calling him in a daze. He was startled suddenly, came back to his senses, and looked at the mother and child facing the long table, "Sorry, I was distracted, were you talking just now?"

Mirona took a napkin and dabbed it on her red lips. She was only 22 years old, and she was technically a teenager.But her movements no longer had the vivacity of a young girl, but instead showed a solemn and elegant demeanor.

"Yes!" She put down the napkin, "I just asked you, what do you think my child needs to rule this city?"

The atmosphere in the restaurant froze in an instant...

(End of this chapter)