"But my dear, though I would love to go rest with you, but" Cill turned around and pretended to be embarrassed.
"Oh, what's wrong with my Duchess" The old duke stood up and asked his new wife distressedly.
Cill looked back at the old duke and said with some pretended weeping.
"Yes, my dear, there is a strange custom in my hometown that a couple must sleep in a bedroom after three months of marriage to fulfill their conjugal duties.
If you don't do it, the bride and groom will die unexpectedly in three days."
"So dear duke, for the sake of our personal safety I can't grant you this request, I'm sorry."
Cill said guiltily.
The old duke was a superstitious man who believed in Ciel's words.
He walked over to Ciel and grabbed Ciel's shoulder, causing him to turn around and look at him and comfort him.
"Duchess, since that is the case, we will live separately for three months, don't be too sad, we will still be together after three months" "Uh-huh, you're so nice, dear."
Cill nodded gratefully to the old duke, but he thought to himself, who is rare to be with him, an old man who can be her grandfather, hum.
After bidding farewell to the old duke, Syr rode in the country's only old-fashioned car to the restaurant where he used to work.
She sat at the back of the car and looked out the window, and found that almost all passers-by were looking in her direction, their eyes full of envy and jealousy.
A triumphant smile crossed Ciel's face.
She lifted her hand in black stockings and rolled down the window, intending to show the poor girls walking on the road how beautifully she was dressed, so that they would be so envious and jealous that they could not sleep.
Half an hour later.
The car stopped outside the door of a dilapidated restaurant.
The driver stepped out of the car, opened the rear seat door, and bowed his head sideways to hand Schill's hand.
Ciel took the driver's hand and got out of the car, and when he got out of the car, he found that all the employees in the restaurant, from the proprietress to the aunt who washed the dishes, were standing outside the restaurant.
They were all lined up, all looking in her direction at the moment, and their expressions were mostly surprised and curious.
Cill knew they were curious.
They must have wondered why a woman dressed as extravagantly and beautifully as she would come to the restaurant where the lowly people ate Sir's face, which was half covered by a black veil, brought a smile into his face and walked over with the help of the driver.
"Wow, this lady, you are so beautiful, did you come to eat with us?"
When Ciel walked up to Diddis, Didis asked her with a dark face and a shocked and excited face.
Didis thought to herself.
She had always thought that Miss Seale was the most beautiful woman in the world, but the wife in front of her was obviously a hundred times more beautiful than Miss Seale No, it's a thousand times right Wow, this lady is really good-looking, if only Miss Sille hadn't taken a leave of absence because she was uncomfortable, that would hurt Miss Sil's stinky self-esteem.
Who told Miss Cill that day that she wouldn't teach her how to be white and pretty?
Cill stopped his steps, looking a little surprised.
Could it be that she was wearing too much makeup, and the two of them were only a few centimeters away, and Diddis, and the stupid pig didn't recognize her.
Cill turned to look at Edith, and was about to tease Edith's idiot when the proprietress of the restaurant dragged her fat body over and scolded her.
"Hello madam, me, madam, I am the person in charge of this restaurant."
Although the proprietress has a restaurant, she is still a low-level person in her bones. oshow7 t1706231537: