When she walked into the hall on the first floor, Mrs. Fergus shook her feather fan, and while instructing Maggie to prepare afternoon tea and snacks for the guests, she said to the young man following behind with a smile on her face:
"...Mr. Leslie, Fergus's black tea is not bad, you can have some with dessert."
"Thank you ma'am."
The handsome young man gave his thanks in a personable manner.
"Then... Belia, I'll take it away for a while, excuse me." Mrs. Fergus nodded reservedly, seeing that her daughter was still reluctant, she couldn't help raising her voice, "Belia! Come with me to the second floor!"
"Mother, I..."
"Your skirt is wrinkled all the way in the carriage, you don't really look like an aristocrat!" Mrs. Fergus's sharp voice could almost pierce the eardrums, "Go, go up, Beria."
"Yes, mother."
Liu Yu turned around helplessly, and went to the other side of the stairs.
During the few days she lived in Fergus' house, she had already gotten used to Mrs. Fergus's elegant demeanor.
The daily life is a set, usually a long skirt made of cotton and linen, which is mainly loose and comfortable. Hospitality is the same thing. At this time, some lace will be added, which will not look too rude. And when you go out as a guest, you have to change another set. This set is the most exquisite. It is usually a luxurious silk skirt, and the thin waist is tied with a corset. Put on a small parasol, and you can participate in the dance banquet. Of course, you should also change your set before going to bed.
... Just wearing clothes is enough for these boring noble ladies to spend half a day.
As soon as she entered the room, she thought she would be urged by Mrs. Fergus to change clothes, but unexpectedly, she was hugged.
The reserved and noble Mrs. Fergus burst into tears again:
"Oh my poor Belia... what are you going to do with... an arm?! Who will take care of you, what will you do with your life?... those damn guys, why did you put a girl through this... just thinking about it, I can hardly breathe..."
She was sobbing, her delicate blue-black eyeshadow began to blur, and her tears and snot flowed down her nose, which was really not very pretty.
But Liu Yu felt that Mrs. Fergus was extremely beautiful at this moment.
"Where's Nataxi?! Damn Nataxi, she didn't get in your way—"
"It's none of Nataxi's business." Liu Yu warned solemnly, "Mother, don't provoke her all the time, and don't forget, she is blessed by God, she is not what she used to be."
Of course, she would not tell Mrs. Fergus the truth, otherwise, with Mrs. Fergus' irritable personality, she would have settled with Nataxi long ago: the halo of the heroine is not something ordinary people can afford.
Mrs. Fergus said indignantly:
"A commoner! Huh, a commoner, why can she be equal to you?! If it weren't for me, she would have been like those tramps in the city-state..."
"Mother."
Liu Yu looked at her disapprovingly.
"I know, I know, don't provoke her, it's really..." Mrs. Fergus thoughtfully took out a blue cotton skirt from the closet, and the skirt was bound with pure white lace, "Put on this .”
"Yes, mother."
Liu Yu took it.
Mrs. Fergus watched as her daughter stretched behind her, struggled to untie the straps with one hand, and began to cry again.
"Oh, what to do, my poor baby..."
She even called out her nickname.
While helping her take off her petticoat, she helped her untie the tie on the back of the red skirt:
"...don't know who clumsily tied it for you... and the hair, frizzy... oh, everything sucks..."
When the skirt left her body, Mrs. Fergus stopped talking, her already big eyes widened, and she stared straight at the snow-white place where countless finger prints were left, and it was rubbed red. red back...
Mrs. Fergus is a person who has experienced it, and she is also a person who has a lot of experience.
She could picture almost immediately what her daughter had been through the night before.
Maybe, it's the bushes; maybe, it's the groves... That indelible imprint shows how much the little brat loves and lingers; of course, she has to admit that her daughter does look very delicious——
"Belia!" screamed Mrs. Fergus, "Who?! Which little brat did it?! I've said it countless times..."
Liu Yu: ...
Oops.
She... forgot.
Liu Yu couldn't help but glanced down, indeed... well, it looked a little tragic.
"Mother, don't be excited, don't be excited... I can't put it on, please help me..."
Mrs. Fergus suppressed the anger that was about to burst out of her throat. Seeing her daughter looking at her pitifully, she took the tie angrily: "It's him, isn't that Leslie? He's your lover? "
"I love him."
"Love? A blind man? Yes, mother has to admit that Mr. Leslie has the beauty that no one in the world can match, and he is very suitable for you... But he is blind, and he will not be of much value in the future... He can't be you either The crutches…”
Fergusf's gaze finally focused on something else, and he immediately noticed the difference.
"Belia! Your hair, and your eyes... what's going on?"
She was astonished.
Mrs. Fergus' eyes fell on the girl's ankle-length blond hair, the shiny, silk-like gorgeous satin, and the ice blue eyes, clear and noble—
She looks so beautiful.
But... so strange.
Why didn't she notice it before
"... I don't quite understand. After my arm was broken, I was very sad. I stayed in the prayer room of the temple overnight. When I woke up, it was like this. Lord Bruce said, it's all..." Liu Yu said in an aria, "God's arrangement."
"...Oh, so it is."
The simple Mrs. Fergus accepted the explanation at once.
Yes, her Belia is so good, no one can not love her.
God is no exception.
But: "I don't accept it!" Mrs. Fergus said firmly, "A blind man, don't think about it!"
"I don't! I'm going to be with him!"
The girl also kicked back.
The chickens and dogs jumping upstairs can be heard clearly downstairs.
In particular, Mrs. Fergus's shrill voice was so penetrating that it was more than enough to go around the country gentleman's cottage.
But all of this has never affected the young man drinking tea quietly by the window.
His eyes were clear, as if the "blind man" upstairs didn't exist, and he nodded politely to the maid serving tea:
"Thank you."
Maggie went out with the tray.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he couldn't help covering his red and fat face, and said in a dreamy voice amidst the repeated questions from the servant next to him:
"Oh, I've never seen such a delightful guest, he even sipped his tea with dignity. He said 'thank you' to me, and it sounded like, like..."
"Okay, Maggie, that's Miss Fergus' lover, you have no part!"
There was a silly laugh beside him.
Maggie spat and put her hands on her hips:
"What nonsense? I'm old Maggie..."
When Liu Yu passed by, he just heard the servants in the kitchen making fun of him, so he immediately put on a straight face:
"What nonsense? You can think of Mr. Leslie? No dinner tonight!"
With Mrs. Fergus's help she had put on her slip dress, her long hair was pulled into two thick braids, and she looked less unusual except for the missing arm.
Mrs. Fergus had a cold face:
"Another five days' wages!"
The European servants dare not speak out.
The two walked through the back kitchen one after the other, and when they walked into the living room, Mrs. Fergus's face immediately became warm and friendly:
"Oh Mr. Leslie, long wait... any more dessert?"
"I want cheese."
Liu Yu said.
"Shut up, it's not for you!"
Mrs. Fergus said without looking back.
Liu Yu pouted, she looked at Gaia, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, he didn't look at her in particular, he seemed to be listening to Mrs Fergus's speech attentively.
"...yeah, that sounds pretty good."
"...Of course, a noble lady like you is very rare."
After a while, Liu Yu stared dumbfounded at Mrs. Fergus, who was still very dissatisfied just now, and couldn't help but think of those romantic affairs between noble ladies and young men...
In this era, it is not impossible.
And at night, after dinner, the two became even more intimate.
"... Belia! What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and take the guests to rest!"
In a trance, she heard someone speak in her ear.
"Oh, alright!"
Liu Yu stood up quickly, and led Gaia to the second floor under the watchful eye of Mrs. Fergus.
The guest room is at the end of the corridor, and it has been cleaned by the servants long ago.
There was a big bed, the curtains were shaking by the wind, Liu Yu walked into the room and closed the window for him.
Gaia was standing at the door, and the wall lamp illuminated his whole body, turning the snow-white Xingyue robe into a warm yellow, but the slightly serious and overly beautiful side face seemed to be frozen.
Liu Yu walked up to him:
"Good night then... Mr. Leslie."
"Good night, Miss Fergus."
Gaia nodded slightly.
His long gray and silver hair was as cold as his side face.
"Are you really not going to talk to me, Leslie?" The girl's hands were behind her back, her voice was soft, like sweet juice mixed with honey, "You...won't you miss me?"
Gaia didn't speak.
He just turned his head:
"It's time for you to rest, Miss Fergus."
"Hey!" Liu Yu kicked him violently, "Bastard!"
She covered her eyes, sobbing and wanted to leave, but was pressed hard and hard against the snow-white wall.
With her hands clasped tightly against the wall, Gaia lowered her head and kissed her lips:
"Has he ever done that?"
stays on her neck:
"Has he kissed here?"
all the way down.
"What about this?"
"And this..." He raised his head, his eyes were a little scary at that moment, "Has he ever touched it?"
The young man is like a lion whose territory has been violated. His cold and restrained anger, with a sense of punishment, makes the shackled antelope tremble.
"No Gaia...don't do this..."
The young man paused, straightened up, and re-fastened the straps on her back one by one for her.
Then he slowly picked up the snow-white silk handkerchief and wiped his ten fingers clean one by one.
Wait for everything to complete:
"Sorry, I lost my temper."
He politely apologized.
But Liu Yu still remembered the strength of his fingers.
Gaia...
She looked at him inexplicably, and always felt that this god who had been eroded by darkness had become different... like...
"So... Mr. Leslie, you don't like me, do you?"
The girl wept sadly, she pushed him away, and rushed out the door sullenly.
When he returned to his room, the sadness on his face had disappeared.
"Oh, dear Miss Fergus, it's really not easy to see you alone." The wall lamp was not lit, and in the thick darkness, Louis' voice lingered in his ears, "How do you feel? The smell of the bushes okay?"
"Are you spying on me?"
Liu Yu leaned against the door and frowned.
"Oh, the great Louis X is not interested in peeping, and... your lover, too keen."
"Then why do you dare to come now?" Liu Yu lowered his voice, "Gaia is nearby, hurry up."
Louis condensed his body in the darkness.
He took a deep breath:
"Enchanting aroma... Unresolved desire... Oh, if Miss Fergus doesn't mind, King Louis X is always at your service."
"Sorry, I like clean ones." Liu Yu said with a smile, "Master Louis, you have countless lovers, I'm afraid I can't bear it."
"Oh, I should have let your lover see your face now... Will he still love you when you say that?"
Liu Yu scowled:
"Don't worry about it. If Lord Louis is okay, we can meet at the academy."
"I came here to congratulate Miss Fergus," Louise smiled mysteriously, "You are not ordinary now."
"What's the meaning?"
"You'll understand later." Louis shrugged, "Also, iron piece, as soon as possible."
At this time, the door was knocked.
"Who?!"
Liu Yu's heart rose.
"Belia, open the door."
The voice outside the door was melodious like the sound of a zither, and to Liu Yu's ears, it was like a reminder for life.
Her whole body began to tense up.
At this time, Louis whispered in her ear:
"As I said...he's sharp..."
Liu Yu said bitterly, "What are you trying to do?"
"... nothing... good luck, Miss Fergus."
Fuck!
This dog is bigger than Louis!
Liu Yu couldn't help scolding his mother.
The door was opened from the outside.
Gaia was standing at the door: "It's that dark creature, isn't it?"