Questions about Kaisa's wife kept popping up in her mind and occupied her whole thoughts.

  Did he have a wife and did she leave him with an heir before her death? Did he not give her eternal life?

  From their interactions until now, she felt that Khaos was really not like a god who could give birth to children.

  A jumbled mess of problems made her head ache unbearably.

  Cynthia found Eber's carriage, ignoring the cheerful wave in her direction, opened the door and got in, her voice somewhat shrill, "Now, immediately, go home at once! Eber!"

  She was warm and lovely when she left, but came back like a lioness from hell. Eber asked curiously, "Who provoked you, Cynthia? Maybe I can still help you take revenge before leaving."

  "Damn Kael!" Cynthia shouted out in a rage.

  Hearing that she was angry with him, Abel fell silent for an instant; he raised his whip and gave the horse a lash on its buttocks.

  With a loud whinny, the horse took off at a gallop, pulling the carriage through the cobblestone streets lined with stone houses.

  Returning to the old castle just in time for sunset, Eber's driving speed was even faster than Anthony's.

  Cynthia got off the carriage with her skirt in hand, but her anger gradually turned into hesitation as she approached her destination, and her footsteps slowed down.

  She should rush in and grab Karius' collar to ask if he has a wife hidden somewhere.

  Reason told her that this was not a wise move, but what if he denied it? He didn't like being questioned and the anger he emitted might be even greater than hers, throwing her against the wall to kiss the stones wasn't out of the question.

  28% progress made her dare not confirm what extent Kaid Rylan would tolerate her prying into his private life.

  "Cynthia? You should go in and find Lord Caius now." Ebur looked at her as she changed from a quick walk to small steps, covering her mouth and starting to laugh secretly, apparently thinking that she didn't have the courage to get angry in front of Caius.

  Cynthia turned back to glare at him, then abruptly turned around and walked back down the corridor to Eber's front, staring intently at him in a low voice, "Did Kayus have a companion before?"

  "Partner?"

  Able's laughter at the question was leaking out from between his fingers, and his shoulders were shaking. "Believe me, in a grown-up's eyes even a dog is more pleasing than a woman; you're an exception to the exception, Cynthia."

  "Did you hear some gossip from somewhere? You look so angry." Ebel was also a fallen angel who loved to join in the fun.

  Cynthia listened to his half-joking but very certain words, her eyes becoming even more puzzled, "Maybe it's not human? Another race, elves or something"

  After all, that cardinal named Ross really did resemble Kayus a bit, and his bone structure was delicate and pretty.

  "Spirits?" Eberle shook his head, leaning against a nearby ancient stone pillar with carvings of fern leaves on top. He chuckled and replied, "Lord Kayus originally disliked the Elf King Austin, let alone like his people? This is even more impossible. Elves are just like vampires in his eyes - both are nothing but mosquitoes, one eats humans and the other sucks blood."

  "If you're going to keep making guesses about the dwarves, I think you're insulting adults."

  Cynthia's shattered heart was pieced together a little, which means Ross' words were deceitful?

  That Kan's five officials and red eyes are indeed similar.

  "Do you know Ross? The Cardinal of the Vatican." Cynthia asked.

  "Cynthia, it's time for you to prepare dinner." Anthony suddenly appeared at the castle gate and said to her; "Lord Kayus will be back soon, if you don't want to prepare dinner, I'll let Joe do it himself."

  "I'm coming right away!"

  The conversation was interrupted, and Cynthia could only go back with questions, changed into a convenient dress, and followed Anthony to the kitchen behind the second-floor restaurant.

  Entering the purposefully oversized kitchen, there is a huge stone counter made of piled up stones, with a very smooth surface that has been polished, and it's filled with a large amount of ingredients and various spices.

  There were even all sorts of weeds piled up in the wooden basin, many of which Cynthia had never seen before, and remembered being recorded as extinct in herbal books.

  The water tank was installed on one side of the arched glass window, and the window could also be opened from the inside. The afterglow of the sunset just came in from outside and shone on Qiao, who was processing fish by the pool.

  Qiao wore a grey apron, her long black hair was high up on the back of her head and fixed with a thin wooden stick, but her palm-sized face was focused.

  Cynthia temporarily put aside her annoying thoughts and made herself look a bit normal.

  She took down a cloak of the same style from the clothes rack on one side and put it around her neck, saying, "You can use your divine technique to quickly deal with this task of processing fish scales."

  Qiao only then noticed that she had returned, turned her face to glance at her, and replied in a flat tone, "I prefer doing it myself."

  "It would indeed be more fulfilling that way, I am too." Cynthia lied with a straight face and rubbed her belly, "Did you save me some snacks before cooking? I'm so hungry."

  Qiao stopped what she was doing and replied quickly, "Yes."

  It seems she has been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

  She wiped her hands clean and walked over to the cabinet close to the right wall, taking out some desserts.

  It shouldn't be some, but rather filled up the entire storage cabinet.

  Cynthia took a peek inside and knew that the two men had only drunk some tea.

  The burden of comforting a beautiful and cold woman still falls on her own shoulders.

  Although the quantity is a bit excessive, it can be understood that Joe really likes cooking, or rather, Cynthia would prefer to understand that Joe wants to spend time doing things with Kayus through the long and boring river of time.

  "Apple pie, pudding, flower cake, rose cake"

  Joe expressionlessly pointed out dessert after dessert for Cynthia's introduction.

  Cynthia picked out a smaller pudding and a few pieces of flower cake, took a bite, showed a satisfied expression, and said: "The taste of this flower cake is really good, the milk pudding also has a hint of mango flavor, how did you make it so delicious?"

  "It's because I added mango juice to adjust the sweetness." Qiao's eyes gradually warmed up, and his voice also became softer.

  Cynthia's hand paused on the pudding, "Mango juice?"

  "Mango pudding with milk."

  Cynthia:

  "There are still mangoes this season, isn't summer already over?" She smiled somewhat stiffly.

  "I can ripen it anytime." Qiao replied calmly, then found that she was a bit strange, "Not delicious?"

  "It's quite delicious, just have to eat a little less, I still need to have dinner tonight." Cynthia pretended nothing had happened and smiled calmly.

  I didn't expect to get promoted

  You guys are awesome!

  So many bestselling books were in front of me, I didn't even think I could break through, ￣□￣｜｜

  (End of chapter)