"Lady Belcetia," Xiao Zhe was not very cold about it, "I think, my Duke Tulip's prestige was not obtained by a lord's mansion, right?"
"My lord, please forgive me!" Belcetia knew that the Duke was a little angry, and quickly apologized, "I have no intention of offending your dignity, but I just feel..."
"Actually, I don't need'what you think'." Xiao Zhe waved his hand and looked calm. "You only need to do your own job. Since Her Majesty just asks you to take care of our lives, then It’s still my will, not your majesty, right?"
"Yes, the slave and maid passed over!" There was cold sweat coming out of Bersetia's head, and she knocked her head again and again, "The slave just wanted to..."
"Everything is what you think, you think," Xiao Zhe looked at Vivian, who was a little unbearable, shook his head and continued, "When will it be my turn to think?"
Belcetia stayed for a while, and dared not speak any more.
"Okay, get up. It's all a family. Every day I don't see and see when I lower my head." Xiao Zhe saw that the beating was enough, so he just closed it. "I just hope that you can remember your identity. This is not a messenger. House, but the Duke’s House!"
"Yes, the maidservant knows!" Belsetia felt that her clothes were soaked in cold sweat, but she agreed without a word.
After experiencing this incident, Bersetia knew who the real master was in this ducal mansion.
Not the elf queen, nor Vivienne, nor her herself.
There is only one real master here, and that is Xiao Zhe.
Whoever wants to go on behalf of him, he or her will end in a tragic end.
Xiao Zhe exchanged glances with Vivian and Jessica, and the devil maid returned an appreciative smile, while Vivian was a little embarrassed.
Bersetia was sent by her mother, but she was a little bit embarrassed by her new arrival but thinking about the overwhelming things.
Xiao Zhe knew Vivienne's thoughts well, so he didn't say much, but patted her on the shoulder comfortingly.
This time Bersetia no longer dared to walk in front of Xiao Zhe arrogantly, but stepped back a little bit and followed closely behind her side—just like she was following Soldering behind. Don't dare to go beyond the slightest.
When he came to the bedroom of the little Solderlin and looked at his sleeping son, Xiao Zhe could only feel that the hard work of these days was gone, and he could no longer feel it.
Little Soldering was sleeping soundly in a cradle made of emerald branches.
Gently rubbing his son's delicate face, Xiao Zhe's father's love was in love.
"Look, he's sleeping with bubbles!" Looking at his son without blinking, Xiao Zhe whispered to Vivian, "Our dear son!"
Vivian could not bear the excitement a long time ago, but was afraid of waking up her son, so she walked over and stood with Xiao Zhe and looked at her sleeping son.
"Did you find out, he seems to have grown up a little bit." Xiao Zhe was filled with a feeling of happiness, and gently rubbed his son's cheek very softly, for fear that he would wake him up, "Well, he is my son. , He must be a great guy from now on!"
"It's only been a few days since I left, how can it be so fast!" Vivian patted him gently, "You miss your son too much!"