Until there was nothing left to vomit, Cynthia leaned against the stone wall in a daze, with a layer of misty water in her blue eyes. She sensed an extremely invasive gaze and turned her face to see Kael standing upright under the moonlight with an unnatural expression.

  She subconsciously wiped her lips with her hand and said awkwardly: "I told you not to come out..."

  He let the moonlight pour onto his body, and his dark red eyes swirled with complex emotions. "You detest the taste of blood."

  "Uh, corpses, blood, extreme punishment... I just can't accept it." Cynthia didn't deny it, she moved a bit further away from the filthy thing, leaning against the cold stone wall, looking up at the moonlight behind him with a hoarse voice and said softly: "I'm getting used to it, but I've tried my best, Kaelus."

  She straightened her body leaning against the wall, and stepped in front of him step by step, forcing a smile at the corner of her mouth, but tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes uncontrollably, her lips trembling as she said:

  "I like fresh flowers, irises, lilies, roses, anything is fine, just don't send me these bloody gifts, this is not a reward for me, it's a punishment."

  Her vision was a bit blurry, and tears made her almost unable to see the face of the person in front of her.

  The air was silent for a moment, with only Cynthia's painful sobbing sound.

  A warm hand stroked her cheek, and the tears streaming down were wiped away by Kael's thumb. He directly threw out the pot, "It was prepared by Anthony."

  "That's also your idea!" Cynthia pouted, trying to hold back tears, and complained: "I'd rather you put a bunch of flowers on her head and give it to me as a vase to admire."

  "Superficial." Kael's biting assessment, but his eyes softened.

  "But I like it." Cynthia nuzzled her face into his warm palm.

  "Stop your tears and go wash your face." Kael pulled his hand back.

  "Can Elena and Elisa let me take charge?" Cynthia stood still, her eyes fixed on him with a hint of misty water vapor, "Since it's my gift."

  "Whatever."

  Caius's intention was originally to punish those who offended him, but the person has been sent to Cynthia, and she certainly has the right to choose.

  Cynthia's expression finally relaxed, she boldly stretched out her hand and wrapped it around his waist, giving him a loving hug and a soft, sweet voice, "Thank you."

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  Looking at the progress in front of her eyes, Cynthia hooked the corner of her mouth and decided to hold on for a while longer, waiting until he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to push her away before speaking.

  "Sir, the furniture has been delivered."

  Anthony came along the corridor with two servants, each of whom was pulling a cart loaded with furniture.

  As they saw the two embracing at the door, a hint of ambiguity flashed in the eyes of all three people.

  "Would you like to take a look at the bed first? I made it in the largest size."

  Before Cynthia could see how it came out, a super-large antique bed that was enough for three or four people to sleep on appeared on Anthony's shoulder, held up by one hand.

  Cynthia immediately felt Caius's mood plummeting, his beautiful eyes narrowing, and she even thought she heard the sound of him grinding his teeth.

  "Put it in."

  Anthony shrunk his neck, and the thought of joking instantly disappeared. He gave a signal to the people behind him and quickly walked inside.

  Apart from Anthony, the other two were a young man and woman who introduced themselves as they passed Cynthia.

  One was a girl with long black hair, looking about the same age as her, with a voice like an elf's "Qiao."

  Another boy was slightly chubby and not very tall, with a head of black parted short curly hair. "I'm Ebral."

  "Will they live with us later?" Cynthia wondered, tilting her head up and knocking her chin against Kael's hard chest.

  For this ambiguous gesture, Kael clearly had enough patience, he frowned and pushed her out with one hand on her shoulder, saying in a cold voice: "You want to do everything yourself, or we can separate."

  "No, no, no, let's live together! It's great!" Cynthia's face immediately burst into a bright smile, as if she had already anticipated a beautiful future.

  "I'm going to take a bath!" She lifted her skirt and ran quickly up the stairs.

  In fact, she was not in a hurry to wash up, but to find the room. She had to know which bedroom Kyrios lived in and let Antoni arrange her next door so that later on she could use thunderstorms as an excuse to sleep with him.

  Cynthia ran up to the third floor, where there were people's voices.

  She took a deep breath and walked in.

  That retro super-large bed was placed in this bedroom with open doors and windows.

  Everell placed two bedside tables beside the bed, and Joe laid a red woolen rug in front of the fireplace, on which were placed two beautifully worked needlepoint footstools.

  "Am I sleeping in this room tonight?" Cynthia couldn't help but ask as she watched them pacing back and forth.

  "If you want to sleep in another room, it'll have to wait till tomorrow, we only moved one bed over today." A small flame appeared at the tip of Anthony's finger, and with a casual flick, he accurately tossed it into the fireplace, where it instantly ignited into a roaring blaze, dispelling the dampness in the bedroom.

  The bedroom with more furniture is no longer cold and icy.

  "We still have to decorate the study, go to bed early, dear Cynthia." Antony's tone was full of hidden meaning.

  Qiao put down some jewelry decorations on the dresser by the window, and then placed a solid wood wardrobe beside it, before following him out with her eyes fixed straight ahead.

  She looked very cold, but Eber was full of goodwill and bid farewell to Cynthia.

  In the spacious bedroom, a warm atmosphere emanated from the fireplace.

  Tonight there is only one bed, which means Kyrios can only sleep with her tonight.

  Cynthia's expression inexplicably began to show some excitement.

  Isn't this a great opportunity to make a profit?

  She glanced around this low-key luxurious retro bedroom and walked straight to the wardrobe, opening the door.

  Looking inside, all she saw were black skirts, and the only white one was a nightgown. Cynthia's upturned mouth corners drooped down.

  She took down her skirt with a sullen expression and walked into the bathroom.

  However, when she went in, she was surprised again. Inside, there was a large pool paved with cobblestones and piled up with stones, and hot water was constantly gushing out from the bottom.

  Why is there also a hot spring pool inside?

  Looking at the misty hot spring, Cynthia quickly decided not to pursue why, this waste is not clear about these mysterious things.