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When the little lord saw his father again, he could hardly recognize that the slovenly and disheveled beggar in front of him was his silk and satin father, the Marquis who liked to raise his chin and look down on all beings. Is it completely different from the previous image?Especially what's the matter with a picture of a peacock opening its screen painted on the face?

"Father, peacock!" the little lord said cautiously, pointing at the Marquis's face with his eyes wide open.Although he knows that people in Mobin Kingdom don't like peacocks with their tails open, and say they are as hateful as a swindler who is ostentatious, showy, and tell tales, but he doesn't think peacocks are so bad, on the contrary, he likes to see them. When they opened their tails, there was a group of beautiful white peacocks in the animal garden of the castle. He and little Baisha often followed Brother Hyacinthus to visit them secretly, and brought some feed for them. They really liked the three of them. , every time they appeared, these white peacocks rushed over to welcome them!

"What peacock? I...do I have something on my face?" The Marquis was in a fog. Although he didn't have deep feelings for his son, his son's visit to the prison relieved him in a timely manner, otherwise he wouldn't know. How would he be humiliated by that hateful black tiger monk!Remembering that Heihu had indeed scribbled on his face while he was asleep just now, did he write something to humiliate him?

Thinking of this, the Marquis's face sank, he touched his face subconsciously, and wiped off a layer of colorful dry paint. Thinking of his son's words, the Marquis was furious, and then he realized that the black tiger monk was not on his face. Instead of writing, he drew the most shameless peacock in Mobin Kingdom. No wonder the jailer who led him out just now made a shrill, strange laugh.

Fortunately, the little lord came with a basket full of food and wine, and the wine came in handy at this moment. The little lord poured the wine, and the Marquis washed his face with the wine. Love it!

The Marquis, who had been starving in prison for a long time, didn't care about his image or etiquette. He tore up the chicken and stuffed it into his mouth. He swept up the food like a jujube, and even ate the potato chips that he usually dismisses with relish. It seems that this is the unique dragon liver and phoenix gall in the world.

"Father, I'll go back and get some more food!" Seeing that the Marquis was eating while leaving food, the little lord stood up quickly and was about to run back.

"No, no!" The Marquis spat out the chicken bone in his mouth, burped in a very unrefined way, and wiped his mouth with satisfaction. He kept half a fat chicken, which he planned to give to the devil, although he never He has seen demons eating, but he heard that powerful monks can live without food for a month or even half a year. In his mind, such a good-looking demon must be the most powerful monk, there is no doubt about it!

Thinking of the devil who had helped him, the Marquis felt better, and smiled at his son: "From now on, you will come here every day, and bring me different food every day!" Finally, he added, "It must be delicious. Only then did he wipe his greasy hands with dirty clothes, and finally put his hand on the top of his son's hair, stroked it lightly, and expressed his appreciation.

The little lord rubbed his little hands excitedly. It turned out that when he came here today, he was still full of anxiety. He was afraid that he would be scolded by his father again. After all, he and his father were too far apart. When they met two days ago, the Marquis treated him very badly. Whether he is hot or not, with the attitude of a stranger, he cares about his family heirloom, and doesn't care at all about his well-being, whether he is healthy or not, whether he is studying hard or not...

The sudden father's love caught the little Lord off guard. He rubbed his little hands excitedly, and was allowed to come and deliver food every day, thinking that he could stay with his father so happily every day. For him who lacked father's love since he was a child, It is so precious!

The little Lord was still very young when he left Hot Port and came to the metropolis. The Marquis' love for him was already very vague. In my impression, this always-stern father hated him more than the Santo's uncle, at least the Santo's uncle sometimes treated him Still very caring.

The little lord was not overwhelmed by happiness, he took out his little bellyband, and said shyly, "Father, I brought the family heirloom jade." He hesitated whether to tell the Marquis about what happened to the family heirloom jade. Take a moment, after all, the family heirloom jade has become pieces of beads as thin as fingernails, which is completely different from the original shape...

The Marquis took the heavy bellyband, thinking it was a family heirloom jade wrapped in a piece of red cloth, but he didn't take it seriously, let alone opened it and stuffed it into his bosom. He has been eating in prison for the past few days I suffered a big loss and was reprimanded several times by the prison bully. My mentality has changed a lot. I have restrained my arrogance, arrogance, ignorance, and impulsiveness. I recalled the beautiful days of the past and began to reflect on my words and deeds. , now I see my son's timid and cowardly appearance, and I think of the last time I saw my son, he scolded and abused him. I am really ashamed of the kindness and tolerance of a father. His son was even more ignorant, not to mention that it was not the behavior of a man, his face became hot, he was embarrassed for a while, and after a few good words to his son, he let him go back.

The half of the chicken that the Marquis brought back was intended to be eaten by the devil, but was snatched away by the prisoners who coaxed up at the first step into the prison. The little bellyband hidden in his arms was also snatched by someone. It was later found that it could neither be eaten nor worn, so it was thrown on the ground, stepped on by several prisoners, and turned into a crumpled ball, which was extremely dirty.

The Marquis was both angry and helpless. In this prison, there was no hierarchy of family power, no concept of dignity, only those who met the wind, those who knew how to talk, or those who were arrogant and not afraid of death, or the use of force. Only those with extremely high values ​​can live a nourishing and human-like life. The Marquis is new here, and he doesn't have any of the prison's survival rules.

Picking up the little bellyband, the Marquis didn't want to be rude to the devil, so he asked the jailer for some water, scrubbed the dirty little bellyband, and then went to meet the devil with a smile.

From far away, the devil sensed the strong magic power. He opened his eyes and couldn't wait to snatch the thing from the Marquis' hand, so he was in a tragedy again...

The Marquis, who was full of smiles, suddenly saw the devil who was facing the wind in Yushu, and suddenly he turned around and collapsed on the ground. He couldn't help showing a surprised look, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?" Suffered by the Black Tiger cultivator?He looked around nervously, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart as he didn't see the black tiger monk.

In the darkness, the demon who managed to gather [-] to [-]% of the magic power lost his mana and turned back to an ordinary human. He glared at the stupid human in front of him with resentful eyes. The demon has not had the urge to eat people for a long time. At this moment , He was thinking in his mind, should he eat this guy's head first, or eat his heart first, or cut him into pieces so that his life would be worse than death?

However, in the cell with poor light, the Marquis couldn't see the venomous light in the devil's eyes, but felt the "hot" temperature in his eyes, and he was very happy. Being so dependent on his savior, his heart suddenly rose A sense of pride.

Of course, the marquis's pride didn't last long. After the tiger demon woke up, he found the change in the demon's body. He couldn't straighten up laughing, rolled on the dirty floor with his stomach in his hands, laughing loudly and crying. The rushing and dripping couldn't stop the laughter.

"Brother!" The tiger demon stretched out its long arm, put it on the Marquis' shoulder, and called him brothers, not caring about the Marquis's desperate struggle. The tiger demon still smiled and said, "I underestimated you, you Definitely a respectable tough guy, great job!" After speaking, he burst into wild laughter.

The Marquis didn't know where the joke was, but his savior suddenly fell ill, and his body limply leaned against the wall with a pained look on his face, but this hateful black tiger monk smiled so happily, He still doesn't believe it when he said such nonsense, and said that Brother Black Tiger didn't use some shady means to harm people!

Although he knew that his strength was too good, but the Marquis hated the black tiger monk who painted a peacock on his face. It was a shame and humiliation. So he angrily accused Brother Heihu of being a ruthless, shameless and cunning villain, who played tricks and persecuted his savior, which is really dishonorable!The monk's reputation in Mobin Kingdom is not very good, this has lowered the overall level of the monk, and he is the number one public enemy of all monks!

The Marquis is a gentleman, and he has a lot of research on the law, so when he talks about teaching, there are reasons and grounds that cannot be refuted. However, the tiger demon is a rough man, and he doesn't want to listen to these well-educated preaching. His face became more and more gloomy, and finally he simply suppressed it with force, swung a fist, and hit the Marquis's chattering mouth, so the Marquis's screams pierced the silence above the prison.

So the next day when the little lord came to visit the prison with a lot of delicacies as agreed, the Marquis he saw was different from yesterday. The Marquis he saw looked like a pig's head with a bruised nose and a swollen face, his voice was still as hoarse as the hoarse sound made by the heavy old wooden door that had been dusty for many years when it was opened...

The little lord didn't call him for a while, for fear that he had misidentified his father.

The Marquis just touched the top of his son's hair lightly, and didn't talk to him. In fact, the gap between him and his son is still huge, and he doesn't know how to find a topic to talk about, let alone when he talks now. , the injury on his mouth was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his throat was very uncomfortable when he spoke, so he stopped talking at all, just hugged the wine bottle, took a few sips of stuffy wine, and there was no delicious meal move.

"Father..." the little lord called out tentatively.

"Hmm." The Marquis replied vaguely.

"Father, when I came here just now, I heard the uncle of the city owner say that His Royal Highness will arrive in the metropolis tomorrow!" There are other ways to find out the authenticity!His father, since he stepped into the metropolis, has been thinking that His Royal Highness can make decisions for him...

The Marquis' eyes flashed, and he swept away the previous dejection. He happily grabbed his son's shoulders and asked repeatedly: "Really!"

The little lord nodded quickly, knowing that the seriously injured man in front of him was really his father. The little lord regretted not bringing the potion developed by Brother Hyacinthus. He used that potion, even if he fell, Those who fell so badly that their heads were bleeding, as long as they applied the potion, their scars would disappear within three or two days. If the soldiers who fell off their horses broke their legs, as long as they applied that potion, their leg injuries would heal quickly. He personally I have seen a few soldiers recover from a broken leg in less than a month, walk and ride horses as usual, and even go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

The little lord asked very uneasy: "Father, what's wrong with your face? Shall I call Brother Hyacinthus to come over and show you the injury? Brother Hyacinthus's medical skills are amazing, no matter who gets what disease , he can be cured well!" Although Brother Hyacinthus is not a doctor in the monk college, his medical skills are more reliable than doctors. This is a secret that is open to everyone in the monk college. The monks were right!

"I'm not in the way!" The Marquis excitedly took another sip of his fine wine, and couldn't help asking his son about the itinerary of His Highness the Eldest Prince, but how would the little Lord know these things?He only knew that His Royal Highness's vanguard team would come to the metropolis every day to report to the city lord's uncle where the eldest prince had been and how many days it would take to arrive in the metropolis.After a few days, the inside and outside of the castle were decorated with lights and festoons, and the arrangement was very glamorous. Brother Yacintos also specially selected a few well-known pastry masters in the metropolis, waiting for His Royal Highness to visit Afterwards, treat him with delicious treats, including the pastry boss who makes beef pies!

Thinking of the delicious beef pie, the little lord couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. It seemed that he hadn't eaten beef pie for several days. Now the pastry boss is a guest in the castle. When he returns to the castle, do you want to ask quietly? When I begged him, let him make some beef pies first, so that he can bring them to Dad tomorrow?

Probably because of hope in his heart, the Marquis slept soundly in the prison that night, and dreamed that he swaggered out of the dark prison, and then brought a group of vicious house slave guards. The prisoners who had bullied him were jumping up and down, crying for their father and mother, especially the black tiger monk who beat him to his knees begging for mercy, while he was laughing beside him...

Before the marquis' dream was finished, he was woken up by someone.

"Master! Wake up!" A humble voice sounded in his ear.

The Marquis fell into a drowsy sleep, opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously curled up towards the corner of the wall. In his memory, he was woken up several times by monk Black Tiger, who then held him down and cursed and screamed. It was mocking, but he was no match for Brother Black Tiger, so he had to accept it.

"Master, you're awake! We came late, causing the master to suffer so much!" The humble voice was very disturbed. He was the captain of the marquis's guard. God, I can barely walk. Today I thought I would continue to spend the day in that remote and desolate house in the garden. Unexpectedly, I was called by the housekeeper early in the morning and asked him to go to the prison to arrest them. The owner welcomes back.

The Marquis was still in a dream, he asked in disbelief, "It's you? How did you come here?"

"Return to the master," the captain of the guard quickly replied, "I heard that the eldest prince is about to arrive at the gate of the city, and the city master asked you to go back to welcome the arrival of His Highness the eldest prince."

Although I got the letter yesterday, the Marquis was overjoyed when he heard it at first glance. He laughed and got up, and said vigorously: "Okay! Let's leave this ghost place immediately!" The owner of the city is a copy, what kind of brother-in-law is ruthless, who let him put himself in this dark prison?Must make him regret it too late, he can't eat and walk around!

The captain of the guard hurried forward to lead the way, but the Marquis pointed to the demon sitting beside him and said, "This is my savior, I want to take him out of here!"

Of course, the Marquis's subordinates didn't dare to have any objections. They all set their eyes on the master's "savior". Unfortunately, it was too dark here, so they couldn't see who that person was, so they turned their eyes to the prison. It seemed that when the warden shook his head, they pulled out the big knives from their waists and forced him to agree with the master's decision.

The trembling warden wished to leave the eerie prison right away. He sized up the demon, but he had no impression of the prisoner, so he turned around and asked the two guards who had been following him: "What crime is this prisoner for?" locked in?"

The two jailers didn't have any impression of the devil, so they couldn't come up with it for a while. Just about to make up an excuse to evade it, the Marquis couldn't help but pull up the devil, as if he insisted on advancing and retreating with the savior.

The demon consumed all his magic power yesterday, but the little bellyband dried up quickly. He sucked a little bit of spiritual energy. Although he hasn't collected much magic power, it's better than nothing. At least his body has regained his spirit, and he no longer looks like Like yesterday, I couldn't lift a little bit of strength, like a sick child.

The devil originally hated the Marquis, but thinking that the parrot was in danger, if he was still imprisoned here, it would be impossible to save it.Furthermore, the identity of the Marquis is still more useful after all. When the time comes, you can use his identity to inquire about the whereabouts of the parrot, which may be more effective than his aimless search!

After all, the status of the Marquis is honorable, so the warden dares not offend him, but he is also the warden anyway, and he cannot show timidity in front of his subordinates. He glared at the two useless followers, then turned to the devil and asked, "Tell me , What are you imprisoned here for?"

The demon gave him a cold look, but kept his mouth shut and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"I know, I know!" The tiger demon jumped out in a timely manner, hooked his shoulders on the warden's shoulders, and said with a smile, "When he was sent in, I heard the jailer clearly say that he is He planned to moleste a little maid in the castle, but was caught by the patrolling guards..."

"You are talking nonsense!" The Marquis was furious, and loudly interrupted Black Tiger monk's nonsense. In the Marquis' mind, his savior was so cold and arrogant, how could he look up to a little maid in the castle?Not to mention molesting her!After all, with a face like the lifesaver, there are many girls who don't need to do anything, and there are many girls who will fall in their arms...

The warden also knew that Brother Black Tiger liked to play tricks on people, so he didn't take his words seriously. He made a haha ​​with a smile on his face, and while making an invitation gesture, asking Lord Marquis to get out of prison, he took it away without a trace. Brother Black Tiger's arm, he didn't want to have anything to do with this guy who dared to fight with the city lord.

Returning to the castle, the Marquis was full of spirits, washed up and dressed, and wanted to run to the devil's side, so that he could show his most suave demeanor in front of him, and get rid of his previous sloppy image.

It's a pity that just as he left the room, his son rushed over, threw himself into his arms happily, and said loudly: "Father! The city lord uncle said that His Royal Highness is coming to the gate of the city soon. Go to the gate of the city to meet him immediately!"

It was only then that the Marquis realized that he was so focused on showing off in front of the devil that he completely forgot about the arrival of His Royal Highness the eldest prince. It was really unbelievable!

The Marquis quickly adjusted his mentality. He is the Marquis of Mobin Kingdom, so he must not lose his etiquette. After welcoming His Royal Highness, it will not be too late to refresh his image in front of the devil!So he took his son's hand, and just stepped out of the courtyard gate, and suddenly saw a dignified lady sitting in the carriage. Who is it if it's not his wife Chris?

Chrissy's law has not been copied yet, and there is still a faint smell of ink on her body, which is better than the rouge and perfume powder she usually wears, but the Marquis is no longer the reckless brat he used to be. His wife's face is still so pretty, and even though she doesn't hate the smell of ink on her body, it's hard to continue to deceive each other with just an illusion in the tired relationship.

Since the couple had a big fight when they met at the gate of the city, they have been punished separately. They have never met again, and there is no possibility of burying their old suspicions. No one pays attention to anyone, as if they don't know each other at all.

However, there is only one carriage. It seems that the city lord deliberately made it possible for the three of them to get together to eliminate the gap between them.

However, a marriage that has come to an end is not a conflict that can be resolved by riding in the same carriage.

Along the way, although the little Lord tried his best to show off his cuteness and try his best to match his parents who were strangers, he was doomed to return in vain. Before the carriage arrived at the gate of the city, he drooped his little head and was powerless...

In fact, being able to travel with his parents has always been the little lord's little wish. He never thought that this little wish would come true so unexpectedly. However, traveling with his parents is a trip, but he is not as happy as he is now. Traveling carefree, between his parents, he obviously felt a sense of suffocation and depression. It was an insurmountable gully, just like the oriental legend he heard from Brother Hyacinthus a long time ago. The love story between a fairy and a mortal is the same. At both ends of the galaxy, one stands there and the other stands here. It is just a story in oriental legends. The fairy and the mortal are deeply in love with each other, but his parents, But they hate each other deeply...