gentleman's servant

He went out early in the morning that day, but he didn't ask me to follow him. He came home in the evening and called me into the study directly.

"I heard the news that the original Baron Uzak may have passed away long ago. I heard that the baron was a playboy and hung around brothels all day long. A few years ago he fell in love with a girl named Hayley. High-class prostitutes, who rarely come home. But suddenly, this Hailey was diagnosed with a love disease, and all her guests stopped coming to the door overnight, including this one who loved her to death. Baron Uzark."

Oscar shook his head, and regretfully said: "That Haili died a long time ago, and her guests also fell ill with love and passed away. Only Baron Uzak, who was closest to her, is still alive and well. Don't What did you say that God showed mercy, so only the baron refused to take away. The only explanation is that Baron Yuzak also fell ill and died, but after his death, his wife, Mrs. Avril, found a man who was very similar to him to replace him your own husband, your father."

Love sickness is a terrible disease, which began to spread in Europe a century ago, especially in brothels, where almost only one person was infected, and it didn't take long for everyone here to be infected.Because it is transmitted through sex, it has a rather romantic name 'love disease'.Although this disease is terrible, among the wandering Fa people, many people are proud of being infected with love disease, and think that dying for love is very romantic, so even if they know that they have contracted the disease, they still spread it around without restraint. .

Infected people will give birth to dense red bumps at the beginning, and then these bumps will burst and pus, and then the whole body will stink, and finally the whole person will rot and die.This disease is terminally ill, and anyone who is infected cannot escape the call of death.

"Why do you have to find someone to replace it?" I asked.

Oscar walked two steps in the room with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "We don't know the specific situation, I only inquired about a very private piece of information, Mrs. Avril's children don't have any inheritance rights. In this way, we can speculate that once Yuza After the death of Baron Ke, Mrs. Avril lost her support. The manor and the title belonged to the son of the Baron’s ex-wife, and their relationship was not harmonious. The most likely situation is that Avril and her children will be kicked out of the manor together, and they will be completely Lose identity and money, become penniless."

This speculation is more reliable, and it seems that everything has become clearer.Since it is for money, then everything impossible becomes possible.

I couldn't help but flustered, no wonder my father said that his life was not easy, maybe he was dragged into a pirate ship by force.Once the matter of posing as a baron is exposed, the father will be the first to bear the brunt, and will undoubtedly be dragged to the gallows.

"So now there is a problem." Oscar looked at me and said, "And this problem is related to how you deal with this matter."

I was so confused by this sudden incident that I couldn't make up my mind, so I watched Oscar and waited for his next article.

Oscar had clearly prepared the draft, and he said clearly: "We don't know if your father did it voluntarily, if he deliberately deceived everyone with Mrs. Avril because he was greedy for glory and wealth, then I would suggest that you protect your father." Because they are afraid of being exposed, they will be against you who know his details, and may even send someone to assassinate you."

My heart jumped in my throat instantly, he was right, it was very possible.

Oscar continued: "Another possibility is that your father was persecuted. He didn't want to be a baron at all, but Mrs. Avril took your father hostage in order to keep a good life. If this is the case, we will Think of another way, but everything will have to wait until after meeting your father."

Oscar’s words made me think of my previous life. At that time, I was tired of my mother who always asked me for money and got drunk every day, so I didn’t go home all the year round. When I came home one day, my mother and siblings disappeared. , the house was in a mess and had long been occupied by homeless people, and no one in the village knew where they had gone.So what happened to them?Did you escape?still……

Although I haven't figured out the truth yet, I am very moved and disturbed that Oscar is so busy for my affairs.Oscar must have spent a lot of effort on the secret that even Mrs. Shirley didn't know.

"My lord, you are amazing. Where did you get the news from?" I praised without hesitation, "I am grateful for your trouble."

"Don't say that, it's just a trivial matter." He seemed a little embarrassed, raised his fist to his mouth, and coughed awkwardly.

It's certainly not trivial, it's earth-shattering for me and my family.

The only person who can take my problems to heart and work tirelessly for me is this man who loves me deeply.

Maybe because I was moved, I comforted him that night.

The next day, with a contented expression on his face, he even walked a lot more briskly. I even heard him hum a happy country song, which made me feel much happier.

But the happy mood didn't last long. In the evening, I heard a not-so-exciting news in the servant's room.

"The viscount went to the high-class club yesterday morning, and didn't come out until the afternoon..." It was the servant who went out with Oscar yesterday. Although he spoke in a very low voice, I could hear him clearly.

It turns out that Oscar went to the high-end brothel yesterday, the one Mr. Gabriel frequented, and I almost got caught for beating up a baron.

This is a really bad discovery.

I said to myself, Oscar probably went to that place to inquire about the news...

But since you're just asking for news, why don't you take me with you?When I asked him, he also talked about him from left to right, not to mention that he had a very familiar gentleman there, who kissed him passionately in front of my face last time...

I suddenly wanted to ask Oscar, where did you go yesterday?What have you done?But I was a little hesitant, because although we are a pair of lovers, our identities are there after all.So subconsciously, I always have a feeling that his love is superior. I am extremely honored to have this love, and I may lose it at any time.

I always said to myself, don't expect too much, I am very happy to get his momentary fanatical infatuation, even if one day the love fades away, at least I have obtained such precious and pure feelings, all I have to do is to cherish.What's more, there may not be anything, I should believe him, his feelings for me are so strong, isn't it enough to support a small lie?

Even so, all kinds of strange thoughts kept popping up, and I started to think wildly.

As a result, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I even secretly felt that he had really done something wrong to me, otherwise why would he cover it up.Thinking of this, don't expect too much, cherish the fact that my rising anger has been squeezed into the dust in front of me.

I decided to find out, even though I am humble, my feelings are as sincere and pure as his, and no deception or concealment is allowed.Otherwise, this kind of love would seem ridiculous, and it would not even be a mutual love at all.

So that night, under my superb skills, he was so excited that he couldn't contain himself, calling my name one after another.

I suddenly asked in his ear: "Is Mr. Quintas more handsome than me?"

Oscar, who was flushed and out of breath, froze immediately. He stared at me blankly, as if he didn't understand what I said.

I squeezed him lightly, and said, "Answer me, don't play dumb."

"Oh..." He trembled all over, leaned over as if begging for mercy, kissed my chin, and said eagerly: "Please, baby, don't do this..."

"So, you went there right? Not only did you hide from me, but you also lied to me." I asked.

Oscar panted quickly, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, he kissed me and begged for mercy, he was finally freed from my hands, then he looked at me annoyed and helpless, his eyes full of pampering .

"You're angry...but you're also very charming when you're angry..." Because of the lingering just now, his voice was soft enough to drip water.

"You'd better not change the subject, I'm waiting for your explanation." I pressed his neck and said.

"Hehe." Unexpectedly, he laughed, rolled his arms around me, and said with a happy face, "Are you jealous?"

"Of course I'd be jealous, shouldn't I?"

Oscar looked at me with piercing eyes. His long hair hung down and scattered on both sides of me, as if separating us from the world around us.

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Then, he arched my chest with a smirk on his face. He didn't know what good things he thought of, and the smile on the corner of his mouth got bigger and bigger.

I haven't recovered yet, panting heavily, wiped the sweat from my forehead and said, "So you want to get away with it, aren't you going to explain it to me?"

"Don't be angry." He touched my chest and said, "I promise I didn't do anything behind your back. I didn't take you because..."

"Because last time I was there...did some stupid things, and made you not only hurt, but also so sad, I didn't want you to think about those things again, so I went by myself." He bit me and raised his head Look at me and say: "No one can compare with you, you are my treasure, I always don't want you to have any unpleasantness."

It turned out to be the case, and I couldn't help but feel blushed for my unreasonable troubles all day long, and I was even more depressed when I doubted him.

"The proprietress there owed me a lot of money. I got a lot of news from her, and this time is no exception." Oscar explained.

"In that case, there's no need for you to hide it from me..." I said shyly.

"Did you know?" Oscar's voice was suddenly gentle and unreasonable: "I'm very happy, because you like me so much, you like me so much that you get jealous over such a small thing..."

I don't know if he's laughing at me or accusing me of being narrow-minded.

I just quickly blew out the candle, and amidst his sneering, I said like an ostrich: "It's late, let's go to rest."

In the dark, he hugged me tightly, his chest trembled slightly, I knew he was laughing...

When the snow on the ground froze, it was the day my father and I agreed to go to see the art exhibition in Bulklo Square.

This is an art exhibition held by the Royal Academy. Every year, the academy hangs the students' works on the wall, and then invites celebrities from all walks of life to comment.

This is a very important event, where many young people become famous overnight, and cunning investors can use a small sum of money to sell the works of painters who will become famous in the future. It can be said that it is a gathering that everyone welcomes.