The Sin of Ludwigs

Because of the earl's words, when I was about to go to bed at night, I faced a comprehensive crisis brought by Caroline.

The first to suffer was the bed in my living room.

It turned out that in the living room that Beatrix arranged for me, there was a four-poster bed big enough for several people to roll on. The sleep on that big bed was the best and most comfortable sleep I have had since I came to the New World.

However, after Caroline obtained the earl's consent, the first thing she did was to remove the original four-poster bed and replace it with a wooden single bed that was so narrow that it could fall off just by turning over. Not to mention, Caroline ordered in front of me, "Go find me a mattress made of coarse horsehair!"

my Lord!Even when I was working with Hall, I slept on a mattress made of ordinary cotton, but Caroline actually wanted me to sleep on a rough horsehair mattress that only inferior people sleep on!

The second disaster was the original matching bedding. The presser foot quilt made of expensive British lace and soft and comfortable embroidered silk pillows were all removed and replaced by hard log pillows and looking like a bed. Know how comfortable a cheesecloth comforter won't be against your skin.

I can tolerate rough mattresses, poor-quality quilts, and crappy pillows. After all, I haven’t experienced such hardships in the days on the fleet. The damp and smelly moldy quilt on the team is bad for who knows how many years. The only thing I can't bear is the narrow and short single bed. It basically means that I lie down and don't even think about turning over. The width and just the length to allow me to rest my own legs.

An analogy could even be made--this is exactly a coffin foundation with rough padding and four panels removed, just enough for a person to lie on!

"My lord, please forgive me for being presumptuous, but I really don't understand Miss Caroline's intention of making such an arrangement." Hesitating again and again, I plucked up the courage to protest to the "masterpiece" Earl who was pulled by Caroline to see me, " Perhaps modest living expenses are conducive to religious and character piety, but excessive simplicity may invite undue criticism."

"I'm glad that although you are dull, you at least know how presumptuous your behavior is now, but it's too late." Even in front of the earl, Caroline reprimanded me unceremoniously, but when facing the earl, She immediately changed into that delicate and weak tone, "My lord, please believe that I have absolutely no selfishness, everything I do is to fulfill the mission you entrusted to me at all costs and for the sake of Miss Edmund. "

She introduced her intentions to the count one by one.

Mattresses made of coarse horse mane can calm the mind, pillows made of logs can protect fragile hair, coarse cotton without finishing can stimulate the skin's self-repair-in Miss Caroline's extremely verbal skills In the introduction, these are the "good things" that she spent countless painstaking efforts to find for Miss Ludwigs Franchemon Edmund.

"Before Miss Edmund meets Lord Elvis, we must use all means to extinguish the invisible flame in her heart, and ensure that her behavior conforms to the norms that a lady who is waiting for her husband should do. For this reason , I cannot but take additional aids."

It didn't take long for me to know what she meant by "auxiliary".

When I saw the maid who brought the rope, I immediately understood what Caroline was thinking. Almost at the same moment, I had the painful memory of being imprisoned on the bed for disobeying Earl Ian’s order and cutting off all consciousness. It grabbed me and made me tremble all over.

"My lord, please don't do this to me—"

The fear of sinking back into the horror world of segregated senses almost made me cry.

"I, I will be obedient, I will not disobey your orders, nor will I disobey Miss Caroline's orders, I have done what you asked, please don't—"

Excessive fear even made me lose my words.

Earl Ian sat on a chair in the living room and did not express any opinion on Caroline's arrangement, which undoubtedly encouraged her greatly.

"Oh, if I knew this would allow you to deeply remember the principles you should remember, I wouldn't have to spend so much effort before." Caroline held a mask in her hand and complained coquettishly, "Please Don't get me wrong, Miss Edmund, this is not a punishment for your disobedience during the day, it's just a little help to get rid of distracting thoughts-you know, just like my experience, the noble ladies in the monastery are always This way of falling asleep. Absolute tranquility can allow people to clear away distracting thoughts in their hearts, and think about the various rules and truths taught to them by teachers in tranquility, so that the soul can be purified best. Unfortunately, although you are fortunate to be served in Egypt The opportunity around Mr. Elvis, but you have not received the necessary orthodox monastery education, ah, this missing course, and only a woman who is too soft-hearted, I will consider a remedy for you!"

These half-true, hidden-needle words passed by my ears like the wind swirled, whether it was intimidation or irony is irrelevant—all my mind has been seized by the copper mask hooked in Caroline's hand up.

Rather than saying it is a mask, it is better to say that it is the most ruthless instrument of torture - that mask can tightly cover a person's face, leaving nothing but the two small holes in the nose for breathing. There is a gap; it even has two earplugs made of cotton, which can drag people into the silent world while plunging them into darkness!

I know what it is, when I used to hang out in the flowers, I have heard more than one complaint from the ladies brought up by the monastery-many women's monasteries known for their strict upbringing to ensure that the girls can maintain God's devotion and devotion to a possible husband would tie the girls to their beds while they slept and force them to wear masks to prevent them from sleeping together and from whispering in their sleep .And if someone violates the rules or disobeys discipline, he will be put on this mask again on the basis of the former, losing all feeling and unable to move until the nuns in charge of education think they have realized their mistakes.

Caroline's relaxed demeanor showed that she is very familiar with this kind of torture device that tortures the spirit but does not harm the body. Under her order, I was dragged and tied to the narrow bed by the maids doing rough work. The tiny bed.

Just when Caroline was about to put the mask on my face, and my whole body was about to collapse, the earl spoke.

"Caroline."

It was just a simple call and a raised hand, which immediately stopped the latter's movements.

"Not this time."

I have never found Earl Ian's voice so beautiful.

"Ah, my lord, your heart is always so kind. Although Miss Edmund is so unruly, you sprinkled the nectar of kindness on her with the greatest tolerance."

Caroline spoke in a tone of endearment, without a hint of regret at not being able to torment me better.She casually handed the mask to the maid next to her, and then took the earl's arm affectionately: "Please grant me some of your kindness and magnanimity, so that I can have the opportunity to relieve your fatigue today."

Her goal was achieved. Before she left, Caroline said: "Miss Edmund, please remember what you said just now. I don't want to hear any news that you are trying to go against my teaching tomorrow."

After Caroline, the count and their attendants left, only two maids were left watching me in the living room, and I was sleeping, or rather I was tightly tied to the bed. Mary originally thought Stayed, but was kicked out by them.

Caroline's maids extinguished the lights after chasing the others away, drew the curtains tightly, and retreated outside the living room door to undertake the task of observing me.

Soon, I learned the skill of Caroline's torture methods.

I was bound extremely uncomfortable, but as long as I moved a little, the horsehair mattress and the rough quilt fabric would rub against each other, and the maid outside the door would immediately scold me: "Miss Edmund, Please behave yourself!"

What's more terrible is that round pillow!I wondered if it was some slave who took a random piece of wood and whittled it, and it was definitely not sanded and painted anyway-it seemed to have countless small thorns on it, which made my neck hurt and itchy, making me I want to scratch my heart and scratch my liver; not only that, the round pillow is easy to roll, which will not only attract scolding from outside the door, but also wake me up suddenly when I am about to fall asleep.

This night passed extremely long, the rough quilt could not resist the winter cold at all, and I was completely afraid to make a sound, fearing that the maid would directly put on that terrible mask on me for disobedience, so I could only alternately experience the cold The horrible experience of shivering and waking up suddenly passed the night in a daze.

When the sun rose again, all my stubbornness and arrogance had been tortured, and I even had hallucinations, thinking that I had frozen to death in a new continent far away from my hometown.

Probably when it was just dawn, I heard the sound of Mary arguing with the two maids outside the door—this kind girl wanted to end my inhuman torture as soon as possible, but the two maids decided to On the grounds that "it's not time to wake up yet", they resolutely refused to let her in. It was after eight o'clock, when Mary said, "The Earl has already woken up", that they reluctantly opened the door of the room.

Mary almost jumped in, untied the rope that bound me, and held me in her arms trying to give me some warmth.

"My God, Edmund, you look dead!"

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I think there are eight words that can describe my current state very well: the brain is too big, the hand speed is too sloppy

Thank you for the fish food fed by the cute fairy shadow~