Guidebook for the Dark Duke

    Evan and Mrs. Sanders went to visit the Duke's House early the next morning.

    He didn't want to wait until the Duke almost forgot that promise to come and make fun of himself, he just wanted to deepen Duke Wilson's impression of himself before the matter was forgotten by the Duke.

    The Cornwall Manor is the largest manor in the whole of Delan Lire, no, it should be said to be the largest manor in the entire Yorkshire. The land around him is endless, and he has thousands of tenants. The main castle is as luxurious as the king's castle, and the Cornwall Manor is a legend in Delan Lier, the pride and spiritual pillar of every Delan Lier resident.

    Evan was walking on the grass of the Cornish manor, surrounded by fragrant aromas, the roses in the garden were as bright as the sun, the elegant and classical castle, exuding elegant elegance under the sunlight breath.

    Evan squinted at the scene in front of him, before he came here, he also had money and status, but never like this Duke, this kind of power, completely his In the unimaginable before, Evan's eyes suddenly had a bit of eagerness. If it was just a vague concept before, then at this moment he finally firmed up his thoughts, this Duke, and the power he has, he is all Coveted, he must not let these things fall into the hands of others.

    Evan and Mrs. Sanders were welcomed into the drawing room by the butler of Cornwall Manor. The Duke was meeting his lawyer at this time, and he would come down to see them in an hour.

    Evan's mood was a little sluggish, but Mrs. Sanders sat quietly on the sofa as usual, tasting the black tea brought by the butler.

    Evan sat for a while, feeling a little bored. In his opinion, no matter who he is, as long as he spends more than five minutes with Mrs. Sanders, he will feel bored.

    Evan stood up, the housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to ask him if he needed anything, Evan shook his head: "I want to go outside for a walk."

    The housekeeper looked at Mrs. Sanders with some embarrassment. Mrs. Sanders still looked down at the teacup in her hand, unaware of the housekeeper's sight.

    Evan looked at the housekeeper with a soft but undeniable smile, and the housekeeper could only bow his head in the end.

    Evan left the room and finally felt relieved. The almost frozen scene just now made him a little short of breath. Evan walked along the lawn in front of the castle towards the lake. He walked to the lake and sat down, surrounded by the breath of water vapor, Evan has loved water since his last life, swimming was as easy as breathing for him, but when he came to this place and became a priest, this hobby only Afraid to say goodbye to him, fishing is possible, but swimming is fine.

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    Evan ran over quickly, only to find that the heroine Alia was standing there at a loss, Evan suddenly realized who the person who fell into the lake was, the only son of Duke Wilson, Lord Edward.

    In the novel, the lord fell into the water and was rescued by the heroine. After that, the duke became interested in the heroine until the last love was deeply rooted.

    This thought was just a flash in Evan's mind, but in reality, he hardly paused, in front of Arya, who was still immersed in shock, One head plunged into the lake.

    The place where little Edward drowned was not far from the shore, and Evan only swam twice before reaching him. Afraid, although Evan had picked up little Edward, he was still struggling and almost broke free from Evan's embrace. At this time, Evan was not soft, and he hit the back of Edward's neck with one hand, knocking him out. Then he paddled on the water and swam towards the shore, with a face that looked like he was doing his best.

    Fortunately, Aaliyah was not fooled to the end. At this moment, she had already run in and called someone out. The housekeeper Chris ran fast in front, followed by a few footmen, and the duke He also ran towards the lake with a shocked expression. Evan hooked the corners of his mouth invisibly, and pretended to be too weak to hug Little Edward, while he sank into the lake.

    Evan relaxed his body, the warm lake water around him made him feel very comfortable, but after a while, someone jumped down, his shoulders were tightly grabbed and dragged towards the water surface , Evan struggled slightly, and then someone grabbed the back of his neck and raised it directly to the surface.

    Fresh air poured into his nose instantly, he was dragged ashore, someone squeezed his chest rudely, trying to squeeze the water in his nose and mouth, but Evan There was no drowning at all, so no water was squeezed out at all.

    Fortunately, Arya's father, Dr. Hester, was a sensible man, and hurriedly said, "Pastor Bruce may be exhausted. Quickly help him up and pat him on the back."

    As soon as he finished speaking, a servant helped Evan up and patted him on the back vigorously. Evan coughed a few times and finally opened his eyes.

    He saw little Edward lying in Duke Wilson's arms, and at this time Wilson was no longer arrogant and indifferent. The doctor asked, "Is he all right?"

    Dr. Hester wiped the water from Lord Edward's face. He was a very beautiful child, with black curly hair, delicate features, and white and red lips, like a doll. At this time, the curly hair was wet with water, and it looked a little pitiful against his pale little face.

    "The water in the Lord's chest has been squeezed out just now, and it should be all right now." Dr. Hester's face was a little ugly, Edward drowned when he was with Arya , she is to blame.

     Duke Wilson's expression softened when he heard these words, he stood up with Edward in his arms, and first pointed at Evan who was helped up by Mrs. Sanders who was driven over He nodded, then said: "Pastor Bruce, I don't know how to express my gratitude for your heroic rescue today. You will be my friend of Charles Kerster in the future. Whenever you are in Cornwall Manor, They are the most honorable guests."

    After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Arya, who was worried, and his expression couldn't help but turn cold: "Doctor Hester, please do your best when you come to Cornwall Manor in the future. Don't take Miss Arya, I don't want to see her again in the future."

    The Duke's remarks are already severe, Dr. Hester couldn't help but shivered, Alia was full of shame, and did not make any surprising words.

    Duke Wilson walked away with little Edward in his arms, Evan stood crookedly, looking at his slender back, a smile flashed in his eyes, it turned out that his name was Charles.

    This tone gently brushed Evan's lips, with a hint of ambiguous breath.

     Mrs. Sanders did not hear Evan's whisper, she just looked at Evan with some reproach, and said sharply: "How can you be so reckless, shouldn't you go to someone for help at this time? How? How can you risk yourself?"

    Evan lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "In such an emergency, how can I think so much, Lord Edward is just a child, if it is delayed for a long time, I am afraid it is not very good ."

    When Mrs. Sanders heard this, the expression on her face was a little softer, but the words in her mouth were still cold: "If Pastor Bruce did not go out of his way to relax, he would not have encountered this kind of thing. It's over, you should refrain from doing such superfluous things in the future."

    Evan smiled helplessly, he brushed the soaked blond hair in front of his forehead, and said warmly: "You are right, I will not do this again, but I am soaked all over now. , let me change into clean clothes first."

    As soon as Evan's voice fell, Butler Chris walked to Evan's side with a few servants and said respectfully: "Mr. Reverend, Lord Duke, please go inside and put on dry clothes. clothing."

    Mrs. Sanders looked at Steward Chris with some vigilance, but the standard British butler didn't care about Mrs. Sanders's thoughts. He asked two servants to support him. Wen, and then walked towards the castle.

    Mrs. Sanders glared at Butler Chris with some annoyance, but still followed.

    Butler Chris helped Evan to the guest room on the second floor, and then brought a new dress. Evan took a general look at the material and size of the clothes, and he was sure that this was probably the The duke's clothes are gone, but from the looks of it, they should be completely new and never worn. Evan shook his head in disappointment and quickly changed his clothes.

    After Evan changed his clothes, he walked downstairs. When he came to the living room, he found Duke Wilson sitting in the living room with a glass of brandy in his hand.

    Evan paused for a while, and finally stepped forward: "Lord Duke." Evan nodded slightly.

    Duke Wilson raised his head to look at him when he heard the voice, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes: "Pastor Bruce." He seemed to finally see Evan's face clearly, and muttered.

    Evan couldn't help but squinted his eyes, his eyes wandered down Duke Wilson's handsome profile, maybe because of the rush of wine, there was a faint blush on his cheeks, the whole The person showed a slightly drunk state, which was not at all the same as his usual abstinence appearance. Evan felt like grass growing in his heart, and suddenly became a little turbulent.

    "Mrs. Sanders has left, Pastor Bruce, you can stay today, Edward is not feeling well now, I want to ask you to pray for him." Duke Wilson quickly retrieved His sanity returned to its usual rigor.

    Evan raised his eyebrows slightly, which was not a very solemn expression, but there was an unusually harmonious beauty on his face.

    "As long as I can help Lord Edward, it is my duty." Since there is such a good thing delivered to the door, Evan will naturally not refuse.

    Duke Wilson nodded with a hint of indifference in his expression. In his class, others only want to please him, so Pastor Bruce's reaction did not exceed his expectations.

    However, his performance is very dazzling in Evan's view. He has never been so clearly aware of the power of the middle class in this era.