my devil butler

In the early morning of the next day, Fengyue was awakened by a strong light. When she opened her eyes, she saw Jiulan pulling up the curtains.

"Master, you're awake." Jiulan turned her head, saw Fengyue looking at her sleepily, stretched out her hand to roll up the curtains, and walked to the bed.

Jiulan picked up the clothes put aside, Fengyue had already sat up at this time, leaning against the head of the bed and yawning lazily.

"Master, are you still sleepy? There are a lot of schedules today." Jiulan put the clothes on the bed, reached out to take off the pajamas on Fengyue, and then put on the clothes she brought for him.

This is a blue gentleman's dress, with a white base inside and a tunic outside. The button is turned back to form a dress, and the button is unscrewed to form a tunic.

And Jiulan is the same as usual, with a white base and a black coat, but the difference is that his coat today is a swallowtail.

"Master, let's wash up first." Jiulan tied Fengyue's shoelaces and stood up.

"En." Fengyue nodded and walked out of the room, while Jiulan stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt under the cover, and the whole quilt was restored to a neat state. Fengyue walked towards the bathroom next door, and when he came to the door of the bathroom, he put the clothes in the rattan basket that had been prepared, and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom is very large, there is a stone chair inside, the toiletries are placed on the stone slab, mirrors, etc., are all well prepared, there is also a large window, and trees are planted outside, and the green leaves block the sunlight , but not completely shaded, some sunlight still got in through the gaps between the leaves.

After washing up, he went down to the hall. Breakfast was already prepared, and Lan Ying and the others were waiting for him.

Fengyue sat down on the chair, and started to eat on her own, Lanying handed the letter in her hand to Fengyue, "Master, this is a new reply letter, and this letter is also a new letter."

Fengyue winked at Jiulan, and Jiulan reached out to open the envelope and handed it to Fengyue.

When she saw the first letter, Fengyue's eyes became a little colder. After reading it, she put it aside and picked up the second letter. After reading the content, Fengyue's face changed several times, frowning, and then Stretch, then grit your teeth...

Jiulan and the others on the side became curious. For the first time in so many years, they saw Fengyue's expression changed dramatically in an instant!

"What's the matter, master." Jiulan asked.

"Her Majesty's news is really fast. I received the news of my return in an instant. The earl! Inherit my father's title." Fengyue sighed, I really didn't expect the queen to be so fast.

"It's a good thing for the young master, isn't it?" Jiu Lan said, and the people on the side all nodded in agreement. You must know that there are many people who want to climb the Internet and fight for a title!

"Carry on my father's wish and be loyal to the queen? No need, just decline it, write back to refuse!" After Fengyue finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued to eat breakfast. He was not very willing to be loyal to the queen all the time.

afternoon in the garden

The sun is shining, the garden has been trimmed, and all the weeds on the lawn have been pulled out. Behind a wall of flowers, Fengyue is sitting on a white wooden chair with her legs crossed, her head bowed, a book in one hand, and her head in the other. In front of him was a small round wooden table with more than a dozen books on it.

Jiulan and Lanying stood beside him, one on the left and one on the right. Lanying was holding a tray with several rolls of newspapers and a stack of envelopes on it, while Jiulan was quietly standing aside with a napkin in her hand. Beside him is a cart, which is a cart for transporting food (foreign nobles are like this), and there are some tea sets and pastries on the cart.

Seeing that the time was up, Jiulan gently stuffed the corner of the napkin into Fengyue's neck, turned around to make tea, her movements were skillful, fast but rhythmic and even more elegant.

"Master, it's time for tea time." Jiulan handed the brewed tea to Fengyue, but Fengyue didn't take her eyes off the book, she casually reached out her hand and picked up the teacup.

Fengyue put down the book, put the teacup to her lips and blew gently, then continued: "Lan Ying, read those letters and read them to me."

"Yes, master." Lanying picked up one of the letter papers, put the other letter papers on the tray on the table, and began to read aloud, "Dear Mr. Fengyue Alves, the Arras factory will import a batch of new machines... ..."

Fengyue on the side became impatient when she heard this, she reached out and stopped, and asked him to read the second chapter.

Almost all the news that followed were congratulations on his return, and some of them knew that he had won the title of earl, so they specially came to congratulate him and invited him to various balls, but they did not know at this time that he had already taken the title of earl declined.

"Jiulan, the news spread well." Facing this pile of 'nonsense', and the headlines of the news, they all belong to one, and the one who deserves the most credit is Jiulan.

"As Alves' deacon, I can't do this well. How can I do it?" Jiulan smiled lightly, just as Fengyue put down the teacup, reached for the tea set, turned around and put it away, and took out a freshly cut piece Pass the strawberry cake to Maple Moon.

The next morning, in the garden of Alves Castle.

Fengyue is taking a painting class in the garden. I saw Fengyue holding a paint brush in her hand, glanced at Jiulan, picked up the brush and continued to paint, and lightly dotted on the paper. The painting is exactly the appearance of Jiulan holding the paint.

"It's an honor to be the young master's mannequin." Jiulan looked at the outline drawing, but it was lacking in coloring, and the painting was not perfect, not vivid enough, like a person with facial paralysis, "Young master's painting skills Still haven't made any progress!"

"Isn't that what you look like?" Fengyue raised her head to look at Jiulan, only to see that his face was full of sunshine, and even his eyes were fascinated. One can imagine how bright that smile is.

"Master, I am like this, haha!" Jiulan smiled and bent down, put her face in front of Fengyue's eyes, almost pasted it, stretched out her hand to pinch a piece of flesh on Fengyue's cheek, and pulled it in an arc, He said emphatically again: "I laughed like this, young master."

"Enough, I know." Fengyue's face sank, she slapped her paw away, stretched out her hand and squeezed Jiulan fiercely, and said, "I know you're laughing like that!"

One hand was not enough, so he threw the paintbrush in the other hand aside, pinched Jiulan's face with both hands and began to ravage her.

"Young master, smile." Jiulan let him knead, her smile unchanged.

Fengyue looked at the smiling Jiulan, snorted coldly, turned around, told him to laugh, how he smiled, he had already forgotten what a smile is, even a smile is a disguise, since that night, he has forgotten How happy to laugh.

"Master, Miss Liuli is coming today." Jiu Lan raised her head and looked towards the gate, a carriage had already stopped in front of the gate.

"Cousin?" Fengyue raised her head and looked at Jiulan when she heard the words, and seeing him looking at the door with a serious face, she couldn't help but curiously followed his line of sight, and saw a girl in a blue dress Getting off the carriage.

"Clean it up," Fengyue ordered, and walked out.

"Little Fengyue!" When Liuli saw Fengyue, that dignified lady-like face disappeared immediately, and she rushed towards Fengyue with her skirt in hand, throwing her towards Fengyue with a big hug.

"Little Fengyue, I can't believe you're really alive! Thank you!" Liu Li had tears in her eyes, hugged Fengyue and rubbed her hands fiercely.

"Biao...sister" Fengyue let Liuli hug her like a piece of wood.

"Huh?" Liuli let go of her embrace, and looked at Fengyue suspiciously.

"You came here from London today to make sure I'm still alive?" Fengyue asked.

"Of course not, I came here because I have a legitimate job." Liuli shook her head and waved, and a maid behind her walked forward with a box in her hand.

"Your aunt spent a lot of money to auction this thing, open it and have a look?" Liuli took the box and handed it to Fengyue.

"My aunt came back from the auction." Fengyue murmured and opened the box, and the food he saw next shocked him, and then his eyes dimmed.

"Master, this is a very beautiful ring." Seeing that Fengyue's expression was not right, Jiulan fell into deep thought, and hurriedly pulled him out of his thoughts. It was a ring (ring) with a purple gemstone in the middle, " Purple gems are rare, just like your eyes."

"Purple diamond, this is the ring that my father has always worn. I heard from my father that this is a ring that has been passed down from generation to generation." Fengyue took out the ring, and under the sunlight, a ray of light was reflected.

"I didn't expect that what my mother came back from the auction was my uncle's ring. I just found out, hehe." Liuli scratched her head in embarrassment. She was thinking about buying some gifts for Fengyue along the way. I didn't care about the box, I just listened to my mother's words and carried it carefully.

"I must thank my aunt later." Fengyue said seriously, the gratitude in her eyes was not false.

"No!" Liuli pursed her mouth, put her arms around her chest, and directly rejected Fengyue.

Seeing this, Fengyue was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, and said with a smile: "Hehehe, I see, I will go back to London some other day."

"This is my good cousin! He's so sensible!" Liuli patted Fengyue's shoulder with a look of "I'm very pleased", without even thinking about her child, who will soon be able to marry Still like a child.

"Let's go in and talk about it," Fengyue said, and stretched out the right hand holding the ring to Jiulan for him to help him put it on.

"My cousin's deacon is so pretty! By the way, my mother doesn't allow me to bring male deacons, but they are all female deacons, and they are all stupid..." Liu Li looked at Jiulan with all eyes shining, and when she talked about the deacon, she vented. I was full of anger.

"Cousin must be looking for a boy, otherwise how could she suddenly think of taking care of a male deacon. I remember that you always liked to take care of a female deacon." Fengyue glanced at Jiulan, and she didn't think she was very handsome when she looked left and right. You must know that when he became terrified, his hands were covered with blood.

"No, no, no, no!" Liuli blushed when she heard this, and hurriedly shook her head and said no. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly turned to the deaconess behind her, "Bring all the presents on the carriage here." , ah~ I bought a lot of clothes, Fengyue must try it, it must look good!"

"Leave these things to me." Without waiting for Fengyue's order, Jiulan smiled lightly, turned around and walked towards the carriage, and moved all the gifts on the carriage into her hands, both left and right hands were full of gifts There are thirteen boxes in total, big and small.

"Wow, you're so capable!" Liuli and the deaconess next to her had eyes full of admiration.

"As the deacon of the Alves family, I can't do this well, how can I?" Jiulan smiled slightly at the two girls, she was charming, with a bright face, I don't know how much tea poisoned her. The heart of a girl.

Fengyue sighed lightly, God really shouldn't let him have such a face that confuses all living beings, men, women and children are all fascinated, when thinking of this word, Fengyue secretly poohed a few words, how could it be 'male' Women are fans!He is not obsessed!Not obsessed with him!

An hour later, the Alves family, on the second floor of the castle.

"Wow, Fengyue looks so good in this outfit!"

At this time, Liuli's startled voice resounded again in a certain corner of the second floor of the castle. In a certain room, Fengyue was wearing a red coat with two rows of buttons. Undershirt, a red top hat with a few black feathers on the top of the head.

"Does it look good?" Fengyue raised her eyebrows, then turned around and asked Jiulan.

"Master, it looks even better if you smile again." Jiulan lifted up his old scars again with a smile on her face, and stretched out her hand to twist the buttons on Fengyue's body one by one.

"..." Sure enough, Fengyue's face was pulled down again, her face was always gloomy, the curvature of her lips was always curved down, and rarely turned up.

"Fengyue, don't you like it?" Liuli walked aside and looked at Fengyue's face in confusion. Why did she still have a bitter face? Every time she gave him a gift in the past, she was always happy , But why now... It's even more difficult to see his smile.

"I like it. I'll wear this suit today." Although the red was too dazzling, he couldn't help but think of that night, but he still liked it, like a rose blooming in the dark, unaffected at all, still the same Bright and conspicuous.

Looking at the timetable, Jiulan said that it was lunch time, and said, "Master, it's lunch time, let's go down to eat."