Red Moon Returns

Fortunately, he was wearing casual clothes on the day of the assassination. There was a knife wound on his chest, which was definitely not acceptable. If he was wearing the suit with special effects, Lynch would probably not be able to sleep for several years.

Early in the morning of June 30, Lynch was standing in the small living room on the first floor of No. 221 Villa Street wearing the suit made by Master Christian, intoxicated by the image in the mirror.

"How can a person be so handsome? This has exceeded the human limit."

Mrs. Maggie, who had her blonde hair tied up, was holding a hot iron and ironing Lynch's clothes in the air. She looked focused and a few beads of sweat appeared on her nose. Little Martha had not gone to school yet. She was lying on the sofa with her chin in her hand, and her two little feet were raised and shaking.

"Mom, iron him quickly, his shamelessness has exceeded the human limit."

The little thing giggled, and laughed very easily. Since knowing that he would not die early, the little thing seemed to have unloaded a huge burden in the past few days. The haze that always lingered between the little guy's eyebrows in the past has dissipated, and the big blue eyes are full of happiness.

Hmm? Oops, I forgot that you are still here, and my true nature is exposed. But you can't attack me personally, and it's a double attack.

Lin Qi muttered in his heart, glared at the little thing fiercely, and made a spanking gesture.

Then the dishonest back of the hand was slapped by Mrs. Maggie, causing little Martha to laugh.

"Mom, it's almost done. You've never dressed me so carefully before."

"Mr. Lynch is going to a ball tonight, so of course he has to dress neatly." The blonde lady held up a few strands of hair on her temples and smiled softly, "That's the ball at the Governor's Mansion, which is much more grand than the cocktail party of the foreign princess last time. We must prepare to the best of our ability and not let Mr. Lynch lose face in front of those gentlemen, ladies and young ladies."

"Don't be so nervous, Mrs. Maggie." It was still a little awkward to see Mrs. Maggie again today, but the beautiful blonde lady acted as if nothing had happened, which made Lynch relax and chuckle, "Although the ball tonight is grand, it's actually not that restrained. It is said that His Excellency the Duke has specially invited 20 civilian representatives to participate, so the atmosphere will not be very restrained."

"There are also civilian representatives, so they are so lucky." Mrs. Maggie's voice sounded a little dazed.

"Why? Is it so exaggerated? It's just a ball, nothing to look forward to."

"Of course it's special, the Governor's Mansion, most people in this city will never have the chance to enter in their lifetime, let alone dance in it as a guest." Mrs. Maggie sighed and shook her head gently, "Mr. Lynch, you are a capable person. Whether it is an exotic princess or the Governor, they took the initiative to write to invite you in advance. You don't understand how rare this is for ordinary citizens in the King's District like us. I don't understand men, but women, which one has not dreamed of wearing the most beautiful clothes and dancing in the Governor's Mansion? That is an experience worth recalling until death, and once can make others envy for a lifetime. You can ask Martha if she has such a fantasy."

The little thing did not answer, but just held her chin and looked out the window, her eyes blurred, and her little face was full of longing.

"Well, I thought it would be easy to get the invitation. Well, maybe the Duke of Wayne is wearing a bright red suit and a big white beard, coming down the chimney to distribute it door to door. Whoever gets it has to go."

"How can it be so strange? Now that you say that, how can I fantasize in the future?" Mrs. Maggie glared at Lynch with dissatisfaction, smoothed out the last wrinkle, sighed softly, and said faintly, "In fact, I also know that it is a dream, but... we are already very satisfied to have Mr. Lynch to go in for us mother and daughter. You take a look and tell us about it when you come back, so that I can show it off when I chat with neighbors in the future."

"Well, I'll try my best, but it may not be useful."

The same disappointment and melancholy appeared on the two similar faces, and little Martha pouted quietly. Although she didn't know why Lynch said that, Mrs. Maggie was still considerate and didn't ask more questions. She stepped back to look at Lynch's figure, and then leaned in to help him put on the clean hat, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"This is perfect, then we wish you..."

"Stop, stop, stop, it's too early." Lynch, who had received special training from Miss Valente, knew this very well. "The dances are all in the evening, and admission starts in the afternoon. If you don't want to enter early to socialize, you can go in the evening. How can you go out so early in the morning."

"Well, we don't understand these..."

"Ding, ding."

The doorbell of the apartment rang.

The landlord's mother and daughter were stunned. Why did someone come to the door so early? No workers were scheduled for maintenance today.

"I'll go and see, Martha, don't dawdle, it's time to go to school. Every time you go out, you are slow. You don't do anything at ordinary times. Once you go out, everything comes. Hurry up, or your uncle Lynch will beat you."

Muttering in her mouth, the landlord's wife, who was wearing a long dress at home, lifted the hem of her skirt and ran out in small steps.

What does your mother and daughter quarrel have to do with me? Am I a monster who scares children?

Although thinking so, Lynch's smile as he watched Mrs. Maggie leave was a little weird.

Hehe...

When he looked back, he saw a big face.

What the hell is that?

Lin Qi was startled, and he leaned back to get some distance before he could see clearly that little Martha was lying in front of him, staring at him suspiciously.

Without saying anything, he grabbed it and slapped it twice on his legs. The little thing had no reaction at all. He got up and continued to stare at Lynch for a moment before he said thoughtfully, "Why do I feel that you and your mother have suddenly become strange? Did something happen that I don't know about?"

? ? ?

Are all the children in this world so sensitive?

How can I answer this? Your mother wants me to be your formal father in school, but I didn't agree?

If I dare to say it, I probably won't have to attend any activities tonight.

"Because Mrs. Maggie is too happy these days." Lynch rubbed little Martha's golden hair, "Aren't you weird too? You never close your mouth."

"Yeah!" Little Martha was immediately diverted, nodded vigorously with a happy face, and suddenly grabbed Lynch's hand and bit it, "Mmm, wading mud, pick up the compress."

No, are you a dog? Who taught you to express gratitude like this? Let him come out. I want him to see the red moon tonight and I will take your last name.

The two idiots were making a scene when a scream suddenly came from the porch.

Mrs. Maggie's scream.

Little Martha's face changed, she jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door in a hurry.

"Mom, mom, are you okay? Don't scare me."

Lynch was not in a hurry. He got up slowly, picked up his cane and followed him out.

"Martha, you know a lot of words, can you help me see if I read it wrong?"

"What, mom, you scared me to death, isn't it just a letter, what's so worth it...ah~~~~"

Another scream made Lynch feel like he was listening to chords.

When he came over, he saw little Martha holding a card, screaming like a mysterious creature. And Mrs. Maggie was squatting beside her daughter, holding her daughter's hand, and reading the words on the card over and over again in disbelief.

The thick silver folio card has no words on the cover, only a golden shield and sword emblem that almost fills the entire paper. It is the family emblem of the Wayne family, the governor of the Dukedom of Rhine in the Land Kingdom.

Opening the card, there are several lines of strong handwritten cursive characters.

Sincerely invite Ms. Maggie Hudson and Ms. Martha Hudson, residents of No. 221 Villa Street in the King's District, to attend the reception dance hosted by Princess Sophia Rose and Duke Locke de Wayne at the Duke's Mansion at 7 pm on June 30 as citizen representatives. Please be sure to attend. The Governor's Mansion is waiting for the two ladies to come.

Sincerely, Locke de Wayne.

"I said someone would wear a big red robe and a big beard and distribute invitations as gifts everywhere."

Mrs. Maggie's chest rose and fell, her breathing was rapid, and her lips trembled. She looked at the invitation, her daughter, and then at Lynch's smile.

Her eyes rolled back and she fainted.