Wenzel's fingertips were stained with water, and he had no sense of trespassing into someone else's room.
"I've got the bath water ready for you."
The water in the bathtub was at just the right temperature, with even fresh flower petals floating on it. The bathroom was cozy and warm. I wonder what he had just done in there.
He slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong and muscular forearms. Under the warm light in the bathroom, the blue veins beneath his skin could be seen.
"Do you need me to help you bathe?"
Mo Qin: “?”
Is he becoming more and more arrogant? He even waits on me for a bath!
"Get out."
Wenzel felt a little regretful and stood at the door without moving.
"Are you satisfied with me, my Lord?"
It’s good enough if you don’t cause trouble. Are you satisfied?
I really don't know where he got the confidence to ask this question.
He revealed his real purpose:
"Sir, why don't you try to see if I can really satisfy you? If there is anything I do not do well, I can correct it in time."
"I would be very satisfied if you would just get out of here right now."
Wenzel blinked and said, "Sir, now they all misunderstand our relationship, but in fact, nothing happened between us..."
Mo Qin couldn't tell whether he felt aggrieved or proud at being misunderstood, or both.
But, "Didn't you deliberately let them misunderstand?"
There is no doubt about this.
Wenzel didn't refute, "Since everyone has misunderstood..."
Mo Qin didn't let him continue. "If you don't want to be misunderstood, go back to your room tonight while it's still early."
Wenzel felt a little bored and raised his hand to unbutton the first button of his collar.
"If I go out now, they'll just think... I'm going too fast."
Mo Qin paused while taking off his coat, and his gaze returned to Wenzel, looking at him meaningfully.
"Don't worry too much about what others think. Just... know the truth yourself."
Wenzel was also very ruthless when it came to self-deprecation. "I haven't tried it yet, so I don't know if it's fast or not. Why don't you help me try it?"
He stared at the girl, who was only wearing a single piece of clothing. She was delicate where needed and soft where needed. She aroused all his thoughts without any suggestive words or actions.
There was a surging wave hidden in those dark eyes, almost drowning him.
It seemed to be even more difficult for him to resist than the desire to destroy.
Mo Qin didn't say anything. Even though she could sense his emotions, she remained calm.
Finally, Wenzel had to admit defeat. "I was wrong. I'm going out first. Please feel free to tell me if you need anything."
The bathroom door was closed. Through the glass door, Mo Qin could see a blurry figure leaving outside the door.
Mo Qin expressed regret and said that she would not have exposed him if she had known earlier.
But there is no regret medicine.
-
Qili acted quickly and arranged a convoy the next day to transport the bodies back, along with a letter.
Write down everything that happened before.
As for the injured, she also hired someone to take care of them.
Now, no one else could find any reason to say anything, and if they continued to object, it would be selfish.
They could only obey the arrangements.
It wasn't long before Abner made an announcement:
"According to reliable information, Jeff fled south. Everyone, pack up. We'll be leaving in three hours."
There wasn't much to clean up, and it would only take half an hour to get ready, but everyone was dawdling and had to wait until the last few minutes.
Of course Qili went along too.
"Sir Abner, may I ride in the same carriage with you?"
Qili played a significant role this time, so Abner had no reason to refuse. He glanced at Mo Qin, who had just come out of the gate, before answering:
"sure."
"Excellent, thank you, sir."
Qili exuded a joyful aura from head to toe. After being helped onto the carriage by her attendants, she turned around and said proudly:
"Miss Qin, although I would like to invite you along, Mr. Abner doesn't like to ride with others."
Mo Qin smiled slightly, "Really? I didn't expect Miss Qili to have such a clear understanding of herself. Fortunately, you didn't invite me, otherwise I would have to think of a reason to reject you."
"you!"
It took Qili two seconds to realize that she was being scolded. She was furious and was about to curse.
Mo Qin kindly reminded:
"Ms. Qili, I really hope you can control your temper. After all, anger can make your skin look bad."
Qili: “!!!”
This damn woman!
More than ten years of aristocratic life did not teach her how to curse elegantly.
"It's almost time."
Abner's voice came from the carriage, and Qili had no choice but to get into the carriage angrily.
After getting in the car, Mo Qin took out the book and read again, but Wenzel dozed off, which was rare for him, as if he didn't sleep well last night.
The road was relatively flat, but sleeping in a bumpy carriage was not comfortable.
Wenzel leaned against the car window, looking at the girl sitting on the right. Finally, he couldn't help but move over, put his arms around the girl's waist, and rested his head on her shoulder.
"What's so good about this book?"
"Average, but better looking than you."
Wenzel: “…”
Is he that annoying?
His originally sleepy brain became active again at this moment. He moved his hands secretly, and just as he was about to do some small movements, he was warned.
"If you want to sleep, be still. Otherwise, sit still."
These words really calmed him down temporarily.
-
No one knew how Abner got the news, but the place they were going to was not very close. After four days of travel, they finally arrived at a city in the south.
The temperature there was much colder than before, and it even snowed.
It was late at night when they arrived.
Fortunately, Qili had already sent someone to prepare accommodation, so the group didn't have to go through too much trouble.
Qili, who got off the carriage later, originally wanted Abner to help her, but Abner didn't see it at all. She couldn't help feeling disappointed.
There are so many men pursuing her, why is this man so special?
Turning around, she found that Mo Qin had not gotten out of the car yet. She was about to walk over and make a sarcastic remark when she saw Wenzel carrying the girl down. She seemed to have fallen asleep with a blush on her face.
Everyone looked at him ambiguously, and Abner frowned in disapproval.
Qili snorted coldly, "Oh, who knows if he did something in the car!"
Wenzel looked at Qili with an unfriendly look. This person was really noisy. It would be great if she could just shut up forever.
Qili shivered inexplicably, thinking it was just too cold in the middle of the night, so she hurried into the house.
-
They were staying in a nobleman's mansion, and the owner of the mansion came to visit the next day.
He was a man in his thirties, with regular features but not outstanding ones. There was a hint of arrogance in his words, perhaps because he had been a local tyrant for too long and had become a little arrogant.
Dicka crossed his legs and said, "Someone has seen this man in the refugee camp in the east of the city. Is he really as dangerous as you say?"
He raised his eyebrows, with suspicion in his eyes, "You let him go before, how can you guarantee that you can catch him this time?"
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