Yellow hair can also have a husband-chasing crematorium

Don't care about the specific form of expression, anyway, just by looking at the name, it must be related to gems to perform this kind of blood magic.

So when Langdon found out that his gemstone mine had been hollowed out, and the gemstones had been sold by the previous generations of dukes to buy a bunch of useless things, his mentality was extremely broken, and he even wanted to dig out the grave to dig out all the gemstones buried with him.

But what has happened can't be undone, and Langdon can only force himself not to think about such heartbreaking things, and now he is being crazily stepped on by his ignorant nephew.

After Lei Shidong figured out what was going on, he felt sympathetic for a while: "Let me just say, according to your personality, if you really want to awaken blood magic quickly, you would have sacrificed your sleep to find information, but if I I didn't ask you to recognize my relatives, you just spent three days fishing and two days drying the net..."

Ganqing has such an inside story, no wonder the attitude is so contradictory, both positive and negative.

Langdon sighed: "That's the thing, it's not that there are no stocks at all, but the quality is probably less, and it feels like a big mistake to buy from outside. You still need to have a new gemstone mine... But the task of finding a new gemstone mine has not had any good news so far..."

At this moment, Shalltear and the housekeeper happened to pass by this corridor.

"Duke, it's just in time for you to come back." Shalltear said, "I think we need to discuss this plan further."

The butler bowed and saluted at the right time, intending to leave: "I should go to the kitchen to see how they are preparing. Please don't get too obsessed with work, Duke, and remember to eat when the time comes."

Langdon nodded subconsciously, then suddenly remembered something, and stopped the housekeeper: "Wait, are you going to the kitchen now?"

The butler stopped in his tracks: "Yes, does the Duke have any orders?"

Langdon hesitated for a moment, but said, "Add a blood-enriching nutrient soup."

The housekeeper did not ask why professionally, and walked towards the kitchen after agreeing.

Although no one knew why he ordered him so suddenly, Langdon was still a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he felt that he should not be embarrassed, and should be justified.

That's right, his soup is for Flora, so there's nothing wrong with it, right?In any case, even if it is a stranger, people are working so hard, and it is appropriate to express concern.

Although Flora herself is a good healer, after watching the whole process, he felt that the divine blood might not be as easy to heal as ordinary bleeding, otherwise the temple would have used the saint as a perpetual motion machine to extract the divine blood without restraint.

Since Flora won't ask for wages, he at least needs to ensure that when others work for him, he won't fall ill because of the tasks he delegated.

Regardless of whether this nutritional soup is useful or not, at least you have to show your attitude. This is how to be a good person, so that other employees can see in their eyes and know in their hearts that he is a good boss.

Otherwise, he would inexplicably become a guy who used his kindness to squeeze Flora's vitality, acting like a villain... The speed of compensation and squeeze should be grasped.

But it's hard to say whether others were moved by Langdon's gesture of condolence, but Lei Shidong was moved anyway.

"Did you add the soup for me? No need, I just fell asleep and didn't work too hard! And the nourishing soup here contains a lot of herbs, I don't like to drink it."

Langdon: "...my soup for Flora."

"Oh, it's okay." Lei Shidong quickly calmed down, "It should."

He knew that Langdon and Flora were going to cooperate to investigate the demons around him, and when he heard that the soup was for nourishing blood, he guessed that this method might cause Flora to bleed. Blood supply is normal.

But when these words fell into Shalltear's ears, it didn't sound like that.

Shalltear's eyes behind her bangs slowly opened wide, and she fell into a panicked confusion.

...Why, Langdon suddenly began to care about the body of the saint?

What happened between them?

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30. Blatant Shura field (3k)

Shalltear tried very hard to calm herself down, not to be affected by this sudden incident.

But I have to say that she is in a bad mood—or, since she found out that she actually likes Langdon, and even wants to marry Langdon, she has often fallen into this state of worrying about gains and losses.

After all, before she knew it, even if she subconsciously realized something, she could still watch other women interacting with Langdon calmly, but once she knew it, she found that she was helpless, and this gap made her shake .

In particular, Shalltear is very clear that she has almost no advantage—once Lei, who has concealed his gender, is exposed, it is not certain whether he can maintain his current relationship with Langdon.

Even she could only watch other women try hard at Langdon, but could do nothing.

And now, what she was most worried about seemed to have happened.

Shalltear had long felt that the saint would reconcile with Langdon sooner or later.

On the one hand, it is not beneficial to have a stalemate with the saint, and on the other hand, the two have been so close for more than ten years, and only recently they suddenly fell out.

And the reason for the fallout, to put it bluntly, was that the saint used one thing to another in front of her face and another thing behind her back, using Langdon as a talking point, and cooing in front of her friends.

It may be the problem of Xiatiya's own growth environment. After all, her imperial brother and the nobles of the Heka Empire also make fun of women and even her mother and concubine all day long, so in Xiatiya's view, this is certainly very disturbing. Getting angry seems very disrespectful, but I don't think it's serious enough to break off a relationship for a lifetime.

If you really want to compare it, of course Helena, who is the adoptive sister, has done more excessive things. The most excessive thing is that Helena still doesn't even feel that she is wrong!

In contrast, it suddenly appears that the saint is actually a pretty good person, and what people are most afraid of is comparison.

She believed that Langdon was so indifferent to the saint just because the time of the incident happened too recently and the memory of being hurt was too clear. Deng is soft-hearted.

...isn't it now?

The saint has only been working for a few days, Langdon's heart softened, and he even asked the kitchen to give the saint an extra meal...

Just work!What is there to be distressed about?

Shalltear couldn't understand.

"Is the saint feeling that the workload is too much and her body can't hold it?" Xia Tiya couldn't help asking, "I actually have some energy potions here..."

"No need, that guy refreshes himself by brushing his magic every day. Alas, it's really hard work. I can't stand it as a man."

Lei Shidong quickly sighed.

With such a good opportunity, hurry up and help Flora get a good impression of my uncle, and it also seems that his teammate is not only good at cheating!

Langdon raised his eyebrows: "...the work is endless, and it's better to combine work and rest. Will there be any side effects if you keep using magic spells to refresh yourself?"

Lei Shidong continued to assist: "There must be side effects, but Flora said that your work is more important, I can't persuade you."

There was no boss who didn't like hearing that, and Langdon was delighted.

Shalltear watched Langdon's brows and eyes soften, misunderstood the reason for his good mood, and felt even more sour.

——What is going on with this classmate named Lei Shidong!Why do you always praise the saint in front of Langdon!

Speaking of it, it seems that Lei Shidongfei was the first to bring the saint into the castle... Langdon is too indulgent to this classmate!

Why!Is it because he is the gold medal writer of our newspaper? !

Then should I also write some novels...

Unable to bear it, Shalltear took advantage of the break before dinner to share her concerns and guesses with her deacon Sebastian, hoping to get the old man's help.

After hearing this, Sebastian couldn't help being silent for a moment: "...Master, I think there may be something wrong with the direction of your efforts."

Shatia sighed: "I also think, I'm just saying, after all... well, I'm a little unwilling, obviously I've been working hard, but the saint just worked hard for a few days before being recognized."

Sebastian said earnestly: "It is because you have been working hard that you are taken for granted! You should not say that you like work and don't need vacations. This will make people no longer cherish the value of your labor."

"...Because I just like working!"

Sebastian was very bald: "But, master, only relying on work..."

——There is no way to catch up with a man! ! !

Shalltear guessed the implication of Sebastian's words, and said bitterly: "The saint seems to be fine."

Sebastian let out a long sigh: "Master, please calm down first, you are no longer like you."

Shalltear took a few deep breaths, and drank a glass of ice water again, finally regaining consciousness.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Shatia pressed her temples: "I've been walking in place, watching other people work hard towards the finish line. Although I've been trying to understand myself, I still can't keep calm..."

If Shalltear from last year saw herself now, she would definitely not be able to believe it.

In the past, she was such a person who paid attention to the distance with people, she would not easily invest in others, and she would always guarantee that she would be able to escape unscathed.

Shalltear once thought that she was protecting others, because she was carrying a secret that could kill others, and getting to know her too well was actually not a good thing.

—but she was wrong.

This kind of behavior actually protects herself.

She never knew that being too emotionally involved with a person was such a dangerous thing-it could make people change beyond recognition and only think about that person.

"Just calm down now." The old deacon was well-informed and relieved, "If you can always treat things related to the person you like rationally, then it is not in love."

Xia Tiya felt a little embarrassed.

The old deacon saw that Xiatiya had returned to normal, and finally he was able to further analyze: "Actually, the Duke of Stuart did not necessarily change his attitude just because of the saintess' simple work, there should be other reasons, so you really didn't It is necessary to dig into a dead end."

The reason why she is so obsessed with this kind of thing is probably because Shalltear is not inferior to anyone in terms of work, so once she is suppressed by someone who is completely inferior to her in this field, it is like the territory has been invaded. accept it.

"There is another reason..." Shalltear pondered, "I heard that Langdon specially met the saint today..."

The old deacon interrupted Shalltear's analysis: "No, this is not what you should be thinking about now."

Shalltear looked up blankly: "Why?"

"Instead of analyzing what your opponent is doing, you should now consider what else you can do." The old deacon said earnestly, "Offense is the best defense!"

Xia Tiya felt as if she had realized something, before dinner started, she hurried back to her office and began to sort out some documents.

When it was time for dinner, a group of people rarely gathered neatly in the dining room.

Normally, Shalltear would work overtime in the office directly, and she would eat whatever she wanted. Flora was too embarrassed to appear in front of Langdon with a shy face, so she also ate a little in the office.

But today, Shalltear wants to take action, and the dining table is the best time.

And because Flora made a lot of progress—at least it was confirmed that Langdon didn’t object to seeing her any more, and Redstone secretly revealed the question to her, saying that Langdon specially added a soup for her—so she finally dared to sit down. at the table.

Seeing her appear in the restaurant, Langdon did not say anything, and acquiesced in her existence, which made Flora breathe a sigh of relief. Seeing the nourishing soup served, Flora was also very moved.

Langdon...Langdon is still the same Langdon, considerate and gentle... Even if he treats her like this now because she is useful, even if he is a stranger who cooperates with him, Langdon will do the same, but he can feel this once again. With such treatment, she still feels very happy.

Although this nourishing soup is actually made of herbs with various effects, the taste can only be said to be not bad. In the past, Flora hated drinking this kind of thing the most, but she still drank it all today.

This is Langdon's wish, and she must not waste it.

Not to mention herbal soup, even if she was asked to take poison, as long as Langdon could forgive her, she would not hesitate to take it.

Although everyone present had a bowl of soup, everyone knew that the soup was mainly for the saint, so the atmosphere at the table seemed a little weird.

Lei Shidong looked left and right, and found that except for Flora who looked happy, the other women were expressionless. The contrast was too sharp, and the picture was too weird, which made his back feel a little chilled.

In the end, he looked at his uncle with admiration—his stomach hurts a little, and in the center of the Shura field, his uncle can still eat, what a ruthless person!He is ashamed of himself!

It's too easy to sit still!No wonder he can't read books, but my uncle has become a top student...

In fact, Langdon was not as calm as he seemed.

Of course he sensed the strange atmosphere and was a little restless, but he couldn't understand the reason—Flora just came to have a meal, why are Bellatris and Charles so sullen?Let's not talk about the princess, she always treats everyone as fun, what's the matter with Charles, isn't it working well with Flora?

For a while, Langdon was a little hesitant. When senior sister Bridget officially entered the job tomorrow, should she join him or eat with other knights...

When everyone was about to finish eating, Shalltear put down the knife and fork, wiped her lips with a napkin, and then looked at Langdon: "Duke, I thought about something, and I still want to ask about it now. "

Langdon looked up blankly: "What's the matter?"

Shalltear coughed softly: "That's right, I sorted out some urgent matters that need to be discussed with you personally, because you have scheduled a trip to meet some people tomorrow... So, do you mind working overtime together tonight?"

Langdon didn't take it seriously: "Okay, we haven't worked overtime together for a long time, hahaha...uh."

Before even laughing twice, Langdon was distracted by the piercing gaze from the side.

He looked over slowly, and found that Bellatrix was staring at him vigorously, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, and Langdon instantly understood what she was thinking.

——You work overtime at night!What about my story? !

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31. The capitalist ecstasy (3k)

Langdon was really not afraid of Bellatrix now.

Although he still didn't believe in this guy's character, he was now confident enough to be sure that Bellatris would not kill him casually.

It's not all about One Thousand and One Nights... Cough, telling a story every day to renew your life is mainly a kind of intuition.

For example, now, Bellatrix would only stare at him with those beautiful golden eyes, but she didn't show any murderous intent.

That's nothing to say. Can storytelling and holding the princess be compared to serious work?Impossible, he will definitely choose a job.