Chapter 53 What are they doing?
Chapter 53 What are they doing?
"Father!"
Lucy called out twice, but couldn't stop Brad's steps.
She turned to Richard with a helpless expression, her tone clearly showing reluctance.
"Come with me."
Richard looked at Viscount Brad's retreating figure as he disappeared at the end of the corridor, and he could easily guess what Viscount Brad was thinking.
However, he was too lazy to think about it.
Marrying into the family is out of the question; the lord of Chiffon wouldn't stoop so low as to compete with other men for a woman.
He gave Im, who was standing at the entrance of the hall, a wink, signaling him to escort the gold coins carefully, and then started walking to catch up with Lucy.
The two walked slowly along the inner corridor of the castle, where the magic wall lamps on both sides emitted a dim and soft light, casting long shadows on the ground.
Sometimes they overlap.
Sometimes we are separated.
Compared to the lively and noisy atmosphere in the hall just now, there was an indescribable subtlety in the air now.
Lucy walked ahead, her lake-blue skirt swaying gently with each step, outlining her graceful and slender figure.
She glanced back at Richard twice, but the words that were on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back down, turning into a barely audible hum.
...
Following behind the two were two servants carrying a box and the Frosty Old Butler, while Im walked at the very back.
Something's not right!
The old steward had lived most of his life, serving three generations of Frostlords, and had long since honed his ability to read people's hearts.
He looked at the two silent young figures in front of him, and his brows gradually furrowed into a knot.
The path from the castle hall to the guest rooms could be reached simply by turning a corner and walking through a long corridor.
But now...
The young lady, however, led the baron through the winding corridors of the outer castle, deliberately choosing the most secluded paths.
He gradually realized something.
Just as the young lady was leading the baron toward the back garden, he finally confirmed his guess.
The old steward came up with a plan.
He deliberately slowed his pace, then pretended to lose his footing and kicked the servant carrying the gold coin box in the shin.
Caught off guard, the servant lost his balance and fell to the ground with a cry of pain, the heavy box slipping from his grasp.
The lid popped open.
The gold coins inside were scattered all over the floor with a clatter, and many of them rolled around everywhere, gleaming alluringly under the light of the wall lamp.
"You bastard!"
The old butler immediately put on a stern face and scolded him sharply, looking exactly like a thief crying "stop thief!"
"Can't you watch where you're going? These are gold coins, not your rice grains!"
"If even one is missing, you'll see what I do to you!"
The two servants turned pale with fright and immediately knelt on the ground, frantically picking up the scattered gold coins.
The old butler stepped forward and bowed to Lucy and Richard, his face full of apologetic smiles.
"Miss, Your Excellency the Baron."
"I'm so sorry, these servants are so clumsy. Miss, why don't you take the guests back to their rooms first? We'll pack up the gold coins and send them over right away."
Done.
He turned around and looked at Im, who was standing at the very back, speaking respectfully.
"Guardian, these gold coins are of great importance. If even one is missing, we at Frost will have a hard time explaining to Chiffon."
"Could you please stay and help with the inventory, so that His Excellency the Baron can be at ease?"
His meaning was crystal clear: he was worried that the number of gold coins was incorrect and needed someone from the other party to be present to supervise the counting.
Im did not respond, but looked at his lord with a questioning look in his eyes.
Richard nodded slightly.
After all, a thousand gold coins is quite a lot. It's better to count them clearly to avoid misunderstandings later.
but...
He had intended to wait until Im finished taking inventory before leaving together, but then he heard Lucy suddenly speak up beside him.
Richard.
"The guest room is just around the corner, we'll be there soon. Let me take you there first."
talking.
Without waiting for a response, she waved, turned around, and strode forward, quickly disappearing around the corner.
Richard was taken aback, shrugged helplessly, and followed.
This frozen ice rose is quite willful.
The old butler watched as the young lady and the baron disappeared at the end of the corridor, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.
Guess it right!
The young lady must want to speak to that baron alone, but is too embarrassed to speak because of the presence of servants!
He cleared his throat and reprimanded the servants kneeling on the ground picking up the gold coins:
"Hurry up! If you interfere with the lord's important matters, I'll personally whip your asses until they're raw!"
That's all.
He immediately switched to a smirking expression and whispered to Im:
"Guardian."
"Please make sure you check carefully. I'll go see if the Baron has arrived at his room and ask if he would like a fruit platter to help with his hangover."
Im's eyes widened as he stared intently at the increasing amount of gold coins in the box, and he grunted without looking up.
Seeing that everything was arranged, the old butler strode towards the end of the corridor.
When he reached the corner, he slowed down, crouched low on the stone wall, and quietly peeked out to observe the activity in the back garden.
...
The night was cool and still.
The bright moonlight, like a thin veil, spilled over the vibrant roses and delicately fragrant tulips, giving them a captivating glow.
In the old butler's view, the two were not in the flower bushes, but standing in a passageway to the side.
The stone walls of the passage blocked out the moonlight, completely shrouding the upper bodies of the two in absolute shadow.
They could only tell they were standing face to face by the position of their calves and the hem of their clothes swaying gently in the evening breeze.
The old butler strained his ears, trying hard to hear what the two were saying, but unfortunately the distance was too far, and he could only vaguely hear some indistinct words.
He wasn't curious.
He was just worried about his little princess, after all, she was the future heir of Frost, and he couldn't afford to have any mishaps.
Just then.
The old butler was startled when someone gently patted his back. He turned around and saw Im standing behind him with a puzzled look on his face.
The old butler quickly raised his hand to make a shushing gesture and pointed in the direction of the back garden.
Im was taken aback at first.
He immediately understood what the other person meant, and imitating him, he stuck out his big buttocks and quietly peeked out to look into the back garden.
Inside the secret passage.
The lord and the Frost Lady were standing very close, seemingly talking about something; in the darkness, only their lower body parts could be seen.
What are they doing?
—Suddenly.
The girl took half a step forward, instantly closing the already short distance between them.
She stood on tiptoe, leaning slightly forward, but the boy standing opposite her did not flinch.
After a long while...
The girl slowly lowered her tiptoes, regained her balance, and was about to take a step back to create some distance...
It was as if he was suddenly pulled, and the distance between the two people instantly shrank to within inches.
Im and the old butler both pulled their heads back.
They exchanged a glance.
Although they couldn't see what their master was doing, the guards and stewards all had expressions of sudden realization on their faces.
The two stood quietly behind the stone wall, waiting without peeking out again.
...
I don't know how much time passed.
As the moonlight slowly rose higher, the girl's one jade-like foot gently hooked back, her slender calf forming a beautiful arc.
A gentle evening breeze was blowing.
The flowers swayed slightly.
Roses fluttered and danced.
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