After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

However, the servants all thought that all this was because Mr. Undertaker failed to attend the Earl's important event as scheduled last night, which annoyed the Earl.

In order to express his apology and make up for his mistake, Mr. Undertaker took the initiative to ask the Earl to have a long talk all night, hoping to use this opportunity to eliminate the misunderstandings and barriers between them.

The servants who had accompanied Vincent throughout his growth were filled with joy.

They had witnessed the young earl's growth from immaturity to maturity, and now how could they not feel sincerely happy to see that he had a true friendship?

For these servants who have been living in the big family mansion for a long time, it is not difficult to distinguish a person's true feelings from false ones.

After all, they observe their masters' every move every day, and over time, they have developed a pair of sharp eyes.

You know, this is the center of power and many nobles gather here.

Hypocrisy and cunning are as common as everyday food.

Therefore, they naturally knew very well how sincere Mr. Undertaker was towards his own Earl.

That night, after a sumptuous dinner, Mr. Undertaker and the Earl moved into the quiet study together.

For the next seven days, no matter where the Earl went, Mr. Undertaker was always following closely behind him.

Perhaps because he could no longer tolerate such constant following, the Earl finally couldn't help but order Mr. Undertaker to leave and sent him back home.

Seeing the Earl's childish behavior, the servants all covered their mouths and laughed softly.

Yes, although the Earl always appears elegant and self-possessed on weekdays, he is still just a young man after all. Occasionally revealing such a childish side is quite adorable!

And in the study room.

"Funeral house..." Vincent closed his eyes tightly, rubbed his slightly aching forehead with one hand, and frowned tightly.

The aristocratic and elegant smile that was always on his face now became a little distorted due to the trembling, and even revealed a hint of gnashing of teeth.

In his other hand, he held a delicate feather pen tightly, but for some reason, his fingers were trembling slightly, as if he would crush the pen at any time.

As he called softly, a black figure appeared behind him silently like a ghost.

The undertaker smiled, stretched out his arms and gently hugged Vincent from behind.

The loose black robe on his body was like a pitch-black night, not only completely covering up his reckless actions at the moment, but also making him look full of danger.

"What's wrong? My Lord Earl~" The voice of the funeral house was low and magnetic, with a hint of ridicule and mockery in the tone.

However, only Vincent could sense that beneath that seemingly relaxed tone, there was an increasingly strong possessive desire. This possessive desire continued to expand and spread as time went by and Vincent indulged him again and again.

Although Vincent had just ruthlessly driven them back that morning, the funeral home had no intention of giving up.

Just a few hours later, he sneaked in again and successfully hid his figure.

However, Vincent naturally knew all of this.

"I still have a mountain of things to deal with at the funeral home." Vincent took a deep breath and reached out to take away the hand that was messing with the funeral home.

Then, he turned around, gently held up the funeral home's pale snow-white face with both hands, stared into the other's eyes as deep as a pool of water, and solemnly placed a soft kiss on his slightly cold lips.

"Be good, okay?" Vincent's voice was so gentle that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

He knew exactly how to effectively comfort this willful man in front of him - using love and pampering as weapons to strike directly at the softest part of the other person's heart.

The funeral home stood there like a sculpture. He stared with wide eyes, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. The sour and swollen feeling spread quickly like a tide, instantly drowning his entire heart.

This sour feeling didn't last long.

A wonderful feeling, as sweet as honey, welled up in his heart. He had never experienced such a wonderful feeling before. It was a warmth of being cherished, understood, and deeply loved.

The funeral home is undoubtedly insecure, and Vincent never gives a clear response from beginning to end.

But at this moment, from Vincent's sincere and affectionate kiss, he finally truly felt the equally deep love.

The undertaker couldn't help but laugh. He laughed like a child who tasted the sweetness of candy for the first time, full of joy and immense satisfaction.

At this moment, all the uneasiness and worries disappeared, replaced by full happiness and sweetness.

If Vincent knew the term "love-brained", he would definitely think it was extremely appropriate for the funeral home.

"Funeral house, it's time for you to go." Vincent's voice sounded softly, with a hint of imperceptible firmness in his gentleness.

The undertaker was slightly stunned, and the smile on his face faded a little, but soon returned to normal.

He stared at Vincent quietly for a long time, and finally nodded slowly, indicating that he understood what the other party meant.

He knew that Vincent was not the kind of person who would lose his mind because of his emotions.

He has his own mission and responsibilities to shoulder.

These seven days of indulgence may be a luxury for Vincent.

Although they were filled with reluctance, the funeral home knew that he had indeed gone a bit too far recently. Ahem... The Management Department happened to be looking for him for something, so he should go and deal with it in the next two days...

I hope Vincent will be in a better mood when I come back...

He leaned over slightly and gently placed his lips against Vincent's overly red lips, leaving a light and warm kiss like a dragonfly touching the water.

Then he stood up and his figure disappeared into the air like smoke.

Vincent stood quietly, staring in the direction where the funeral home had just disappeared, an indescribable complex emotion flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He knew and understood the deep and passionate feelings the funeral home had for him.

All of this was condoned or even facilitated by him, and he actually enjoyed it very much.

However, he was very clear in his mind that this relationship could never surpass the glory of the Phantomhive family.

You may think he is too cold and heartless, or that he is too rational and rigid, but he knows what he wants better than anyone else.

No matter what, he must maintain his clear mind and cool composure, and never let personal emotions control his pace of progress.

Although the relationship between the two is full of taboos and secrets, Vincent and the funeral house tacitly maintain this obscure and delicate relationship together.

In front of their relatives and friends, they still acted as if nothing had happened, as natural and harmonious as before.

Only Rachel, who is meticulous and intelligent, seems to have vaguely sensed the clues...

Although neither of them mentioned a word about the engagement, the old earl finally could not contain his anxiety.

As time went on, he clearly felt that his health was deteriorating and his health condition was becoming more and more worrying.

Therefore, he hoped more and more eagerly that the child who had always made him proud and radiant could have a happy and harmonious marriage, just like the loving and harmonious life he and Claudia had had.

In the eyes of the old earl, Vincent and Rachel are a perfect match made in heaven.

He was very satisfied with this marriage from the bottom of his heart, and kept urging Vincent, who was nearly thirty years old, to fulfill the marriage contract as soon as possible.

After all, in this society, many people get married at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but his son is different. He insists on achieving success in his career before considering starting a family.

If we continue to delay like this, wouldn’t we be wasting the time of looking after the beautiful girl from Darles’ family?

"Honey, do you want to get married?" The silver-haired Grim Reaper hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Deep in his silver-green eyes, complex, obscure and deep emotions surged.

He gently rested his chin on his lover's furry head and stroked it gently. Vincent, who was in his arms, naturally could not see the expressionless face at this moment. He could only hear the words coming out of the other's mouth, which were still as careless and non-serious as before.

Vincent reached out, gently pushed open the funeral house, and then slowly sat up.

He adjusted his clothes slowly and steadily, and every movement was elegant and calm.

He walked to the window, reached out and grabbed a corner of the curtain, pulled it with a little force, and the curtain opened smoothly, and the scenery outside the window instantly came into view.

From beginning to end, Vincent never glanced at the funeral home. His eyes were fixed on the setting sun in the distance.

No one could know what he was thinking.

It was already evening, and the orange sunset covered the entire sky like a huge piece of silk.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, gently falling on Vincent's expressionless face, adding a touch of mystery to his already delicate features.

Especially his amber eyes, which, under the illumination of the setting sun, emitted a strange red glow, like a burning flame, making people dare not look directly at them.

Vincent turned his head slightly and glanced at the funeral home lightly.

"...The Phantomhive family needs a suitable heir."

After saying this, he turned his head back again and continued to stare at the sunset outside the window.

The funeral home still lay there quietly, a pair of greedy eyes fixed on Vincent's face, which he could never get enough of.

Perhaps he had anticipated this, so it didn't cause much turmoil deep in his heart.

After all, as a god of death, morality and ethics are not rules that they must follow.

They often act as they please, only following their own wishes, and are not bound by so-called morals at all.

The existence of the god of death transcends the ethical concepts of ordinary people, and the funeral house, the oldest god of death, follows the more profound laws of the universe.

From the perspective of the Grim Reaper, life and death are just part of the cycle of reincarnation, and their task is simply to maintain the balance of this cycle.

Having seen so much death, they understand better how to avoid regrets and enjoy life in time.

This doesn't mean they are cold and heartless, just that their emotions are vastly different from what humans understand.

They may show a gentle side when not intending to, or they may show a ruthless side when necessary.

Whether or not Vincent is married has no effect on the funeral home's deep and persistent love for him.

What the funeral house couldn't see through was what kind of feelings Vincent had for Rachel deep in his heart?

Although he could calmly accept the fact that Vincent had a legal wife, he could not tolerate Vincent's heart, which should have belonged to him, being slowly occupied by another person.

Do you want to kill that woman?

No, absolutely not! Even if Rachel is gone, I'm afraid there will be other women of all kinds to take her place, right?

After all, situations like this are always inevitable...

What's more, at least from the current perspective, Rachel can be considered a very smart and clever girl.

She understood the subtle and obscure relationship between the funeral home and Vincent very clearly.

However, with its keen and delicate intuitive perception, the funeral house could still vaguely sense that Vincent's feelings for Rachel seemed to be a mixture of many elements, including the warm care of family affection and the deep friendship.

But as long as all this does not come from love, then for the funeral home, it may be barely acceptable.

The funeral home knew long ago that Vincent was a man who took rationality to the extreme.

Faced with any situation, he can calmly analyze the pros and cons and make the most wise and reasonable decisions.

As for how Vincent plans to deal with the upcoming marriage and their relationship...

The funeral home really couldn't guess what Vincent was thinking.

He is uneasy.

Although he is a god of death with great power, he doesn't even dare to think of disobeying humans.

The undertaker was silent for a while before he slowly spoke: "Do you want to marry her?"

Vincent didn't answer, but just stood there quietly, watching the sky gradually darken outside the window.

The undertaker didn't say anything else. He knew that Vincent needed time to think about this problem.

This issue not only concerns his personal feelings, but also involves the interests and responsibilities of the family.

As the heir of the Phantomhive family, Vincent's marriage is not only a matter between two people, but also a matter between two families.

Rachel is the right person, she is the most suitable person in every way.

But Vincent always had an inexplicable sense of resistance in his heart. Being smart, he certainly knew why, but he knew even more clearly what he wanted.

"Funeral House..."