Chapter 285 is about living and dying together.
Jian Yue was frozen the moment his eyes met. When he looked up, the entire sculpture looked holy again.
What is in this mirror?
This made Jian Yue quickly think of the former Wanfu Village, but the statue in Wanfu Village was the real body, so what about this? What was reflected in the mirror? Was it something inside the statue, or the real body of the statue?
With some doubts in my heart.
Jian Yue tentatively glanced at the noble beside him. He secretly used a mirror to check and found that it was a human. This discovery made Jian Yue feel relieved.
But just when he was about to put the mirror away, the residual light of the mirror shone on the bishop not far away, and then in the mirror, a monster appeared, covered in black, as if it was wrapped tightly by stones.
Jian Yue's eyes widened. He thought that there really was a demon in this small town, and he also thought that the demon would be there. However, he never imagined that the bishop who took the lead in opposing the demon was actually a demon himself!
Such a discovery instantly froze the man in place, completely unable to move, and he had no way of reacting.
It was as if the mirror was taking away his soul.
At the moment of stiffness, suddenly, a voice came from the side: "What are you daydreaming about?"
Jian Yue suddenly came back to his senses.
Jian Yue found that Chris was looking at him. He was still holding a mirror in his hand. It was Chris's voice that finally pulled Jian Yue back from his daze. He quickly put away the mirror and said, "I, I just wanted to tidy up my appearance."
As he spoke, his hands were shaking as he put away the mirror. The mirror swept over Chris next to him. Jian Yue prepared himself mentally until the mirror reflected a person's figure. The person's appearance appeared in the mirror. Jian Yue didn't know whether he was relieved or had any other reaction.
There should still be some living people in this small town.
The bishop's voice sounded from not far away. He said, "Come, this is holy water, a blessing from God..."
The water has a sweet aroma.
Chris didn't let Jane take the call. He just said to Anthony, "Since the ceremony is over, I'll go first."
Anthony originally wanted to keep him for a while, but Jian Yue beside Chris said, "The master's injuries have not yet fully healed, and he can't stay outside for long."
"So that's how it is." The bishop had no reason to keep him, so he smiled and said, "I'll take you out."
Chris said, "No need. You stay and continue the blessing ceremony. Just let my servant take me out."
Anthony bowed and saluted: "I will follow your arrangement and visit Your Highness again later."
Chris turned and left. As the next heir to the royal city, the prince had enough status and reason to be so arrogant. He turned and left, and everyone watched him go.
The two men went out through the church path.
When we got back on the carriage, the enclosed interior seemed to isolate us from the gloomy feeling of the cold forest inside the church.
Jian Yue breathed a sigh of relief.
Chris looked at him and said, "Nervous?"
Jian Yue answered honestly: "Yes, I... am not very used to such occasions."
Chris sat elegantly beside the carriage. His handsome eyes were a little cold. He chuckled and said, "You'll have to get used to it. After all, you're by my side and my personal servant. You'll have to deal with these situations in the royal city."
Jian Yue subconsciously said: "Me? Is this something that only a high-level male servant can do? I shouldn't be able to do it, right?"
Chris was a little unhappy: "What's wrong with you? Are these things difficult for you?"
Jian Yue choked up, but finally said, "But I heard from the butler of the manor that high-level male servants usually have to go through a lot of training and education, and they must have a good education and background. I am just an ordinary person from a small town."
Chris said, "I choose the person and I let him be whatever he wants. No one can decide whether you can stay with me except me, including the church and the Duke."
Jian Yue felt as if he suddenly realized something. He looked up at Chris in surprise, and then asked tentatively: "You asked me to go to church this time because you wanted them to know that you value me?"
Chris looked at Jian Yue and said, "You are very careful in everything you do in the manor, but you are sent to work in the flower fields even on holidays. Isn't it because you are not valued? You are my personal manservant. No one except me can order you to do something you don't want to do."
Jian Yue was stunned. To be honest, he really didn't expect Chris to think of this!
Lord Prince seems to do everything as he pleases. If you are not a careful person, you may never think about the meaning behind his actions.
Jian Yue was somewhat moved and asked, "Are you doing all this for me?"
He looked at Chris with a little excitement and brightness in his eyes.
Chris was looked at by his frank eyes. The young prince felt a little embarrassed. The red-haired boy snorted and said, "You are my servant. If I hit you, it would be like hitting my face."
Jian Yue seemed to see through his hypocrisy and smiled, "Your Highness is so thoughtful. I have no regrets at all for having a master like you!"
Chris was very proud of being praised. He said, "As long as you work hard, I will not treat you unfairly. No one in the whole manor will dare to make things difficult for you in the future."
Jian Yue also realized the benefits of clinging to someone powerful. He said happily, "I will definitely do it. I will definitely live up to your high expectations. I love you so much!"
When he gets excited, he tends to say some exaggerated words.
Such words were like a bolt from the blue to the ears of the prince who was just beginning to fall in love and did not yet understand love. The prince's face turned red. He looked at Jian Yue with a bit of rebuke and said, "What nonsense are you talking about again?"
Jian Yue just chuckled.
He could tell that Chris had no intention of punishing or reprimanding him, which meant that there was nothing wrong with his emotional expression.
"Actually, I took the initiative to ask to go to the flower field today." Jian Yue explained to him, "Because I wanted to check on the nectar, and I happened to have some time off, so I went."
Chris asked, "Did you find out anything?"
Jian Yue answered truthfully: "I found that the professional roots of those flowers are very developed, and the way they grow seems to be very different from ordinary flowers."
Chris said: "When the sunflower seeds grow, the branches, leaves and roots will gather together. This is their means of growth. However, this thing usually only blooms at night. Legend has it that this is to absorb the energy of the night."
Jian Yue didn't expect that the prince even knew this. He asked, "Is this also a legend that Your Highness heard in the small town?"
Chris glanced at Jian Yue and said, "It's in the devil's notebook you brought back."
Jian Yue: “…”
I see!
Bullying him because he can't read!
Chris said, "You don't need to be literate."
The prince seemed to be able to hear what he was thinking. Chris said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me directly."
Jian Yue had never thought that someone could guess his thoughts so thoroughly. He looked up at Chris in surprise. Chris felt a little embarrassed by his shocked yet dependent look.
As if to restore his dignity.
Chris coughed lightly and said, "As your master, I have the right to take care of my servant's lack of knowledge."
Jian Yue smiled gently, as if he had seen through the boy's concern behind his words, so he smiled and said, "Yes, my master."
After returning from church, the sky over the entire manor had darkened.
Chris's wound needed to be re-dressed. The wound had already recovered well, so these things were left to the doctor. However, since he was still injured and had been running around during the day, the prince was naturally a little tired, so he still needed to rest.
Jian Yue returned to his dormitory.
When he returned, he saw Ji Xingle, who was very weak. Ji Xingle's face was pale. He almost had a heart attack during the day. His condition was very dangerous. At this moment, he was lying on the table alone.
Jian Yue asked directly: "Are you okay?"
Qiyaya was covering him with a blanket. Ji Xingle reacted when he heard Jian Yue's voice. He replied, "I'm fine. I'm so glad you're okay. I've been worried about you."
Jian Yue said: "I'm fine. I left when I was driving the carriage away."
Ji Xingle finally breathed a sigh of relief. He said softly, "I thought something happened to you. I'm glad you're okay now."
Jian Yue said, "Where are the crew cut guy and Boss Zhao? It's almost dark at this hour and they haven't come back yet?"
"Today is a day off." Ji Xingle said, "The head maid gave all the servants a day off. I don't know where these two went."
Jian Yue didn't ask any more questions. He said, "Well, I'll go to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow."
Ji Xingle asked, "Where are you going?"
Jian Yue told him that it was okay: "I met a woman at the market. Her daughter had been talking nonsense after contracting the demon disease, which led to her family being ostracized by the town. I think this might be a clue, so I want to go to their house tomorrow to take a look."
When Ji Xingle heard this, he immediately said, "Then I'll go with you. Do you remember that I was the one who helped you last time at Maria's house? Qiyaya and I can help you."
Jian Yue looked at him and said, "Why do you want to help me all the time?"
"Because I completely understand the horror of this copy, and I also realize that only by following you can I possibly get rid of this copy." Ji Xingle said: "And by following you, at least I won't be sold out by you."
Jian Yue deliberately frightened him: "Maybe I will."
Ji Xingle shook his head and said, "If you were such a person, you would have left me there at noon today to attract the old man's attention, but you didn't."
Jian Yue did not stop him and just said, "You can go with me if you want, but I can't guarantee your safety. You have to prepare for yourself."
Ji Xingle nodded without any hesitation and said, "I promise you."
It was late at night that night when there was a noise at the door. The guy with the crew cut and Boss Zhao came back. The two seemed to have had an argument and were a little angry. In the end, only one person came into the room.
Jian Yue didn't look back, but he recognized it from the footsteps. It was the guy with the crew cut. Boss Zhao hadn't come back.
Early the next morning.
When Jian Yue got up, he saw that Boss Zhao's bed was empty. The guy with a buzz cut not far away was still sleeping. Jian Yue took a look and got up. He wanted to take care of Chris first.
His Majesty the Prince gets up early every morning and reads official documents.
When Jian Yue arrived, there were already two people standing at Chris's door. The two servants were tall and had blond hair. They looked at Jian Yue with scrutiny.
"My name is Jock." The blond man said, "I am the butler of the prince's manor. Her Majesty the Queen sent me to this town to take care of Her Majesty. I will take care of everything here."
Generally speaking, a duke of such status as a prince must have his own manor and territory. Since the master has been away for so long and injured, it is natural for a butler to come.
Jian Yue thought about it and said, "Okay."
He knew that his power was definitely not greater than that of the butler.
Jian Yue said: "Then I'll leave first."
Just as he was about to leave, there was a noise in the house. It was the sound of a bell, which meant that the master had woken up. The blond servant turned around and went in, but soon came out.
"Are you the Baron's servant here?" Jock said, "His Highness asked you to come in."
The blond butler felt a little jealous that his master didn't need him at all and even specifically asked Jian Yue to go in. After all, in their eyes, His Highness Chris was very repulsive and resistant to everyone. He would never get close to anyone, but he showed concern for a male servant from a remote village. How could this not surprise people!
Jian Yue came in from the door and saw Chris sitting on the bed.
Chris sat on the clean bed, his red hair falling down softly. The noble Lord looked at him and said, "Why didn't you come in first?"
Jian Yue said: "Your housekeeper is here."
Chris said, "I told him you can come in anytime you want in the future."
Jian Yue stood beside his bed. He bent down to hang up the curtain of the bed curtain, then changed his clothes and said, "He is the housekeeper. I have to respect him."
Chris subconsciously said: "Even so, you can come in when you need to in the future. I just want you to come."
Jian Yue was a little stunned.
Chris was stunned after saying this. Young people just can't keep things secret, but he didn't want Jane Yue to find out that he had too many handles before Jane Yue said she loved him. The arrogance of the nobility made it impossible for him to bow his head first.
So Chris coughed lightly and said, "I've gotten used to you serving me during this period of time. I'm not used to someone else serving me."
Jian Yue smiled and said, "I know."
Chris felt he had no idea.
After Jian Yue got up after taking care of the people, a servant came in from a distance and brought in breakfast. The breakfast was much richer because he no longer had to eat plain food. After all the breakfast was served, Jian Yue said to him, "Your Highness, I may have to leave the manor for a while this morning. If that lady brings your cards to the manor to exchange for money today, she will definitely be noticed. Let me take her back so that nothing else happens. It's a good opportunity for me to visit them so that people in the town won't bully them."
Chris also remembered this incident, and he said, "Go ahead."
Jian Yue nodded and said, "Okay."
He turned to leave, only to find Chris still staring at him.
Jian Yue:?
Is there anything else?
Chris sat on the chair and stared at Jian Yue for a long time before saying, "Have you had breakfast?"
Jian Yue shook his head and said, "No."
Normally he would eat with Chris, and sometimes they would eat steamed buns together. If Chris couldn't finish it, or he couldn't finish it himself, the two of them would just share it. But today, because a new housekeeper had come, he didn't overstep his boundaries due to etiquette issues.
Chris asked, "Then why don't you eat?"
Jian Yue said: "I cannot sit at the same table with you due to royal etiquette..."
Without thinking, Chris said to the servants standing not far from the door: "Get out."
The butler and others did not expect that the prince would be so partial! But Chris's words could not be disobeyed. After being stunned for a moment, the male servants went out one after another.
Chris said to Jian Yue, "Eat."
Jian Yue had been hungry for a long time. He quickly sat down and took a bite of the fragrant and soft bread. His extremely cold stomach was finally saved. He smiled with satisfaction and said to Chris, "It's delicious."
He is always full of energy when eating, which makes people who watch him eat feel better and have a good appetite.
Jian Yue said: "Your Highness, you are really the best person!"
Chris didn't want to eat anything at first, but seeing Jian Yue like this made him feel better. The corners of the prince's mouth curled up into a smile. He snorted, took a piece of bread, took a bite and said, "I'm just used to it. It would be a waste if I didn't eat it."
Jian Yue saw through it but didn't say anything. After all, he had long known that the prince was hard-mouthed but soft-hearted. In fact, the prince liked to eat meat, but Jian Yue liked to eat carbohydrates. The kitchen had long stopped making steamed buns and porridge, but Chris still had people send some fragrant and soft bread and steamed buns every day. He didn't say whose preferences he was catering to.
After eating to his satisfaction, Jian Yue went out.
He also gave Ji Xingle a few pieces of bread and ham.
The mother who came to exchange money also came. Jian Yue said, "We are the coachmen of the manor and we are responsible for sending you back, Madam Xiangli."
Mrs. Xiangli said, "Oh, thank you so much!"
Jian Yue and Ji Xingle sent her back. Mrs. Xiangli was a poor woman. Originally, her family lived in the center of the town and led a relatively wealthy life, but because of this demonic disease, the whole family seemed to be torn apart.
"My daughter Margery is upstairs." Mrs. Xiangli hesitated and said, "Do you really want to see her? Sometimes she really says some strange things, which may hurt people."
Jian Yue said: "It is His Royal Highness the Prince who is worried about her condition. We are all people blessed by the Lord God, so we can definitely take care of her. Don't worry."
Mrs. Xiangli finally agreed. She said, "You are a noble lady. I trust you. If possible, please persuade my daughter. She has not eaten or drunk for several days. If she continues like this, she..."
Jian Yue comforted the crying woman: "Don't worry, I will do my best."
Jian Yue and Ji Xingle went upstairs together. The door of the room upstairs was open. It was already broad daylight and the curtains were drawn. A young girl was curled up on the ground. Her hair was very long and she was very thin. Her hair hung on the ground. She was so skinny that she looked like a skeleton.
"Miss Margery." Jian Yue said, "Is that you?"
When she heard the name, the girl seemed to finally react.
Jian Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was still rational, he came over and squatted in front of her and said, "The temperature has dropped in the past two days. You will definitely catch a cold if you sit on the ground like this. Your mother is very worried about you."
Margery said nothing, her dark eyes were cold and lifeless.
"I heard that you refused the church's treatment." Jian Yue said, "Can you tell me why?"
When he got closer, he could see Margery's face. Like other girls with demonic disease, there were some scars on her face. She looked a little scary, but Jian Yue was not afraid of it.
Seeing a girl like this.
Jian Yue just said: "Did you know the secret of the church, so this is why?"
The girl shuddered and looked at Jian Yue suddenly.
Jian Yue said: "You can tell me, I can help you, I promise you."
The girl's lips trembled a little, but she remained silent until Jian Yue suddenly came close and whispered a few words in her ear. Ji Xingle next to her saw the girl's tears rolling down her cheeks, and then she said, "Yes, I know, I saw it. They are all demons, all of them. The people in the church are..."
Margaret's voice was filled with tears: "But no one believed me. I saw it on a dangerous moonlit night. They all looked like demons!"
Dangerous moon night.
Jian Yue remembered this clue.
The system panel also popped up: "Of course the plot progress is 75%."
"Trigger limited-time mission: [The truth about church people]
Mission details: Please find out the true identity of the church members and the secrets of the devil in the dangerous moon night.
Mission reward: map."
Another prop reward.
Jian Yue said to the girl, "How did you see it at that time?"
Margaret said: "I have loved painting since I was a child. That night I went out to paint the moon over the church. I saw it in a mirror hanging in a shop outside the church. The mirror was full of demons..."
Jian Yue nodded. After comforting the girl for a few words, he walked to the window and said to Ji Xingle, "I suspect there is another real world inside the mirror of this world."
Ji Xingle said: "If that's the case, we can actually let Qiyaya go into the world in the mirror to take a look and then come back immediately."
Jian Yue frowned: "Isn't this very dangerous?"
"It's not that dangerous." Ji Xingle said, "If the owner of the card and the card spirit trust each other very much, they can make a life and death contract with each other. This is a contract that only the card spirit can carry out. As long as the contract exists, both parties can sense each other's marks and existence, and can even transfer across space. So if Qiyaya is in danger, she can return to me immediately."
While speaking.
Ji Xingle rolled up his sleeves and handed it to Jian Yue to look at. Jian Yue saw a brown pattern of a rag doll on his wrist, which was imprinted on his skin like a birthmark.
"This is the mark of the card spirit." Ji Xingle said with a smile: "I have one on my body, and Qiyaya also has one on her body."
Qiyaya said beside him: "With this mark, Xiaole and I will live and die together. As long as he doesn't die, I won't die."
Jian Yue's whole body shuddered when he saw the mark, because he thought of the small plum-shaped mole on his collarbone. For no reason, even though he knew he had no summoning card, he still thought of the mole on the same place on him and Xiaoyu's body.
Subconsciously.
Jian Yue asked: "Then, if you are all injured, will the mark fade?"
Qiyaya said: "The mark represents the life force of the other party. If it is completely destroyed, the card spirit will disappear. But generally, when such a mark is engraved, it is a contract between the two parties, and they will live and die together."
"What if only one side's mark is fading?" Jian Yue said.
Chiaya suddenly paused, a confused expression appeared on her face. After a long while, she said softly: "Then it must love its owner very much."
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