Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (four)

The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (four)

Lance was really angry and really powerless. He could only throw his anger on Hearst: "Didn't I tell you to look at Miss Xue? That's how you look at her?"

Hirst hurriedly pleaded guilty: "Lord Duke, please forgive me." But he was secretly complaining, what could he do? After all, he's just a housekeeper, not the Duke himself. In the past, he could tell someone to take care of her in secret when he saw Xue when she was upset, but now the other party's every move will make him hurt. He doesn't want to be a cripple. Curse, I can't stand any grievances now. To put it in a bad way, Miss Xue is more like the owner of this castle than the Duke!

"Trash!" Lance kicked Hearst and said angrily, "Don't call the doctor yet!"

"Yes!"

The doctor came soon and was shocked to see the injury on Lance's arm: "Dear Duke! Who has the courage to hurt you like this! I must report this matter. Her Majesty, let Her Majesty decide for you, and find the murderer and punish him severely!"

Hearst nodded sharply in his heart: Yes, yes, severely punished!

What shocked him was that the next second, the Duke said: "You think too much, I accidentally hurt myself."

"I... Careless?" The doctor was stunned, "But this angle..." It's impossible for him to hurt himself.

Lance thought he was noisy, so he flew over and said, "Don't you understand? I said it, I was not careful."

"...Yes, yes."

"After you go out, you know what to say and what not to say." Lance looked complicated when he saw the doctor nodding. God knows why he wanted to cover up this matter for Xue and assassinate the nobles. This is a crime that should be sentenced to death. , but he subconsciously covered it up for her, what is this? Why did he do this? So a woman who doesn't know how to lift up should really suffer a little to know what it is to be afraid.

Thinking like this in my heart, Lance knew that this was useless to Xue. She was a soft-hearted guy who did whatever she wanted. What could he do when dealing with a person who was neither afraid of death nor life? The most important thing is that Xue knew very well that he would not let her go. Even though it was full of deceit from beginning to end, it was true that they were together in those days, and it was true that they were deeply affectionate. But it was put on a fake shell, so it all became fake.

He doesn't know what he's doing with the snow. It stands to reason that if she doesn't have that face, she has no value. If it was her past self, she would have been thrown out long ago, so why bother——Lance looked uncertain , he felt that something was gradually changing him, maybe he never realized it, but it always existed.

The doctor ordered to change the dressing frequently. When Hearst was about to change his dressing, Lance kicked him out: "Go and find Miss Xue."

Hirst felt bitter when he heard it, but his qualities as a deacon kept him expressionless. He cautiously went to Xue's room, knocked on the door twice, and only dared to open it after letting him in.

Snow sat cross-legged on the bed, playing with a sharp dagger. When Hearst walked in, he narrowed one eye and took aim. Hearst was so frightened that his heart almost stopped, Xue stopped moving, and let out a sneer: "Coward." Even so, he dared to call himself noble.

Death doesn't care who is noble and who is humble.

Hirst's face turned blue and white, but he still tried his best to maintain his dignity as a housekeeper. He bowed slightly and said to Xue, "Miss Xue, the Duke is calling you over."

"No."

"Miss Snow—"

"I can't tell, are you deaf?" Xue looked at him coldly, and with a flick of her hand, the dagger came out of the air, and plunged straight into the door frame beside Hearst's ear. Her eyes were cold, "If you don't get out, do you want to break your arm again?"

Hirst turned and ran away in fright, showing no grace.

Lance turned ashen with anger when he found out. He asked people to pick up the medicine box and walked towards the snowy room in a rage. She was still sitting on the bed, with a dozen different colors of workmanship in front of her. But very delicate hairpins. Just like the real Xue, they are all people who like oriental culture very much. They use hairpins instead of hairpins for their hair. Lance saw her serious expression as soon as she came in, but he stood for a while, he did not take the initiative to speak, Xue also Do not actively speak. Finally, in order to find a topic, he asked: "What are you doing?"

"Let's see which one can kill you more powerfully and quickly." Xue answered very simply, looking up at him and smiling. "That way you won't bother me again."

"You think I'm annoying you?!" Lance repeated in disbelief. "You stabbed your own man, don't worry about it, do you want to do it again?"

Hearing the words "your man", Xue looked at him with a faint smile: "My man doesn't want to strangle me."

The pajamas on her body were loose, and Lance's fingerprints were still on it. Because of the passage of time, there was a chill in the air. He pursed his lips and said, "Why not let the doctor show you?"

"Why do you want him to watch? You won't die." Xue picked up a hairpin and gestured one by one at the joints of her arm. "That way I can remember clearly that you tried to kill me for the junk left by a dead man."

Lance said in a deep voice, "That's not junk."

"That's a bad thing." Xue smiled. "The things of the dead are cursed. I will help you destroy them. You should thank me."

"I don't think you have any repentance at all!" Lance slapped the table, but felt it was pointless when he got angry, because Snow was not afraid at all. She was not afraid, she simply ignored him, because she knew his temper, and after she disfigured herself, he would never do anything to her again. In the end, Lance could only use the most basic and stupidest way to test her: "Three days later, I will be signaled by the Queen to invite many noble ladies to come to the castle and hold a ball, and it is very likely that my future wife will be selected from among them. , the future Duchess."

He doesn't know what it means to say this to Xue. In fact, from a rational point of view, he should be calmer and not let her know at all, because she is angry with him because of this. However, looking at such snow, Lance was at a loss for words. As long as he could see a little bit of Snow's affection for him, he would be happy.

While it doesn't necessarily change the final result, it certainly will.

Snow fiddled with her hairpin and waited for half a minute after Lance finished speaking before looking up and asking him, "What did you just say?"

Hirst swears he's never seen Lord Lance so angry in his life. Afraid of becoming a cannon fodder for Lord Lance to vent his anger, he wisely lowered his head and did not dare to let a fart, for fear of being discovered and causing trouble. It is probably impossible, this is simply the point of avoiding it.

Lance's fist clenched and creaked, and finally he got up angrily. Hearst hurried over to pick up the medicine box and chased out. Dear Duke, you still haven't changed the medicine!

As for Snow, she still plays with her hairpin.

To tell the truth, she doesn't really like hairpins. The hairdo is really good-looking, but it's too impractical. If the range of motion is a little bigger, it will turn into a madman, or rubber bands are better. But for the noble Lord Lance, the rubber band tying his hair offends his taste, although she doesn't see any praiseworthy taste in him.

Lance's words mattered, and the decorations began in the castle the next day. I heard that this time, all the famous ladies from all over the country will come to this dinner. It is not only the unmarried lady who has coveted Lance for a long time, but also many married ladies. Of course they wouldn't imagine being able to marry Lance, they're just here to **** people. Because of this noble dance, not only women, but also many outstanding men came to attend.

Everyone's marriage actually exists in name only. Taking care of a lover has become an unspoken secret among nobles. If you can be the lover of the Duke of Reims, you will be really lucky.

He is handsome and rich, young and strong, and trusted by the Queen. He can be said to have a promising future. Who would not want to have a relationship with him?

Compared to the excited appearance of everyone in the castle, Xue is much calmer. She is even indifferent. Lance doesn't like outsiders entering the castle, so there has been no banquet in the castle for many years. Originally, the Queen's It means that he still wants to refuse, but when he thinks of Xue's appearance of nothing to do with himself, he gets angry, and he just does it, and let her know how popular and exciting he is.

He could do such a stupid act.

If it is the host, it will definitely be sad, but unfortunately Xue is not. She is too lazy to even open the door. For the past three days, Lance seems to want her to know that he is angry. Not only does he not go back to his room to sleep, even during the day He didn't even lift his eyelids when he met him. He thought this would make Xue sad, but he was disappointed.

There were many servants in the castle, and it was very noisy. Xue simply closed the door and stayed by herself. She didn't wear a mask when she was alone, and she didn't care much about her ruined appearance, but Lance was very concerned. As for Whether it's anger at her ruining her look similar to the real snow, or guilt at himself for pushing her to this point, that's unknown.

Xue raised her head and looked out the window. There are always a lot of people coming in and out these days. This ancient and lonely castle has finally gained some popularity, and it seems to be lively. But Xue felt that the gloomy and deserted place was more suitable for this place.