Chapter 144 Coded Daily Chapter

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The intoxication of 【Poet Immortal Honey Wine】is mesmerizing.

That state of epiphany that immerses you in the beauty of poetry makes you feel like you're constantly on cloud nine, floating like an immortal.

It's a wonderful experience that people become incredibly fond of.

In a drunken state, the soul and body don't seem to fit together. Suren vaguely felt his hand was in a delicate touch, smooth and flat.

Although it was wonderful, it didn't seem to be a satisfactory touch.

In a drowsy state, Suren seemed to hear someone nearby, lazily reminding him, "That's the back. If you want, I think you can switch it around and try."

These words felt strangely familiar.

The scene was familiar.

But it seemed like it hadn't happened anywhere.

Then, listening to that sentence, Suren's hand instinctively changed direction in his hazy dream.

As soon as he touched it, there was no obstruction, just an extremely bone-melting, warm and moist sensation.

Suren felt like he was having a beautiful dream, but it felt a little unreal. His fingertips exerted force, and the majestic peaks already had many changes.

After a long while, the effects of the alcohol completely dissipated, and the soul completely returned to the body.

A faint fragrance came from between his nostrils, and Suren suddenly woke up.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and what he saw was a head of beautiful, shiny, waterfall-like purple hair. Large areas of skin were touching, and he immediately knew who the delicate body in his arms belonged to.

Suren's expression instantly froze.

His mind flashed back for a moment, and a keyword immediately popped up: Drinking has ruined me!

He had now touched the threshold of a top professional, and his alertness was very high. Even if he was drunk, even if there was a little sense of crisis, he would wake up instantly.

But he had been asleep until now.

This meant that he had spent... probably the whole night... in an environment where he felt completely relaxed?

The bright sunshine that could already be seen through the curtains indicated that it was already morning.

He glanced casually at the luxurious decorations in the room. This was the master bedroom of Rose Manor.

There was also a wedding photo hanging on the wall, showing "Fake" in a wedding dress, and Yekaterina in a wedding dress.

Suren found himself lying on a large gold-lacquered bed. The silky bedding felt excellent against his skin, but even silkier was the wonderful body pressed close to him.

And coincidentally, he also found that his hand was being very naughty.

Trying hard to recall what had happened, Suren helplessly discovered that he vaguely remembered some fragments of memory.

But he couldn't tell whether they were scenes from a dream or reality.

At this time, Yekaterina beside him also seemed to wake up, and lazily asked without turning around, "Are you awake?"

After a moment's pause, she murmured, "I thought you would sleep longer."

Suren really froze, not knowing how to respond, "I..."

It was like being caught in the act, he couldn't retract his hand, but he couldn't leave it there either.

Yekaterina turned over, face to face with him.

Her eyes were lazy, but very clear.

Suren looked at her from a very close distance.

Even without any makeup, this was a flawless and beautiful face.

Yekaterina's beautiful purple eyes stared into Suren's eyes, and her long eyelashes blinked. After a few breaths, she restrained herself and said, "It seems you've forgotten again."

Her tone was extremely calm, not like a sigh, but more like stating a fact.

With their body temperatures intermingling, she didn't care at all about their intimate posture, or the hand that wasn't being very well-behaved.

I forgot?

Suren thought for a while, and it seemed that he only remembered talking about some topics about domains, and then many memories after drinking became a blur.

His eyes twitched violently, "That... we...?"

Yekaterina raised her eyes, lay back on the bed, interrupted his wild thoughts, and said directly: "Not as much as you think, nor as little as you think. I drank some wine last night..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Suren out of the corner of her eye, and then said, "What you were allowed to do, you didn't do. What you weren't allowed to do, you did quite a bit."

Her tone was somewhat teasing, but she didn't seem to mind at all.

Yekaterina calmly stated their current ambiguous posture.

There was no joy, nor any resentment.

Hearing these words, a memory fragment suddenly flashed in Suren's mind. It seemed that Yekaterina had asked him last night whether he wanted to exercise his husband's rights, and he refused?

Oh, so that's what she meant.

It wasn't that he didn't think Yekaterina was charming. On the contrary, although they hadn't known each other for long, he felt that they got along quite well.

He just wasn't interested in any pleasure with political motives.

If Ye said nothing happened, then nothing must have happened.

Suren also breathed a sigh of relief.

But now, the situation seemed to have become complicated.

In the end, he had taken advantage of the girl, and Suren apologized slightly: "I'm sorry, I was really drunk. I seem to have forgotten a lot of things too. If I offended you..."

Yekaterina calmly looked at him, as if to say: Do I look like I mind?

She didn't care at all, "【Poet Immortal Honey Wine】will let the most romantic memories settle and ferment. You didn't just blank out, and it's not like I used any tricks. Those memories are like inspiration for poetry creation, and will suddenly flash out at some point."

Suren looked enlightened when he heard this. Only then did he know that this wine had this potential effect.

So it wasn't that he had blanked out, but that his memories had fermented?

However, what exactly did I forget?

Suren tried hard to recall, but he really couldn't remember those memories.

Looking at his frowning expression as he tried to recall, Yekaterina also generously stated: "You don't need to mind too much. I think this way of getting along is quite good too. There's nothing offensive about it. If you are Fake, then you are Yekaterina's legal husband; if you are Mr. Suren, then as Katyusha's friend, she wouldn't mind either."

Suren felt that it made sense.

The awkward feeling disappeared instantly.

He didn't need to find reasons to explain the situation, but she helped explain it instead. It was really pleasant to get along with someone with high EQ.

At this time, Yekaterina looked at him and asked, "By the way, do you want to get up, or do you want to sleep longer?"

Suren didn't have the habit of sleeping after waking up, but he also asked, "What about you?"

Yekaterina said calmly, "If you want to lie down a little longer, I can too."

Suren could tell that she obviously didn't mean to sleep again, and said, "Then I won't sleep."

After saying that, he felt that he should get up now?

But it seemed that he wasn't wearing any clothes?

Just as he was stunned, Yekaterina pulled the cord at the head of the bed, and a crisp bell rang outside the master bedroom.

Looking again, the door opened, and six maids walked in with smiles on their faces.

Suren had seen them all yesterday, naturally Jessica and Martina and the others.

They were wearing black and white maid outfits, Gothic-style V-neck black tops, short hip-hugging skirts with white lace trim, and black stockings on their legs, looking sexy and eye-catching.

Early in the morning, the maids seemed to be continuing the ambiguous atmosphere of last night.

Suren remembered that they didn't seem to be wearing such sexy clothes yesterday?

The Lance family's maids had requirements for their image and temperament, because they sometimes had to face distinguished guests, and their clothes needed to be solemn enough.

Obviously, the set in front of him was too sexy and not suitable for wearing outside.

As soon as the maids came in, they each became busy.

Some opened the curtains to let the sunlight in, some prepared clothes, some prepared hot water in the washroom...

And one of them helped to lift the quilt, revealing everything.

Yekaterina got out of bed naked, and with a wave of her hand, the maid helped her put on a coffee-colored silk nightgown.

She seemed to have guessed Suren's doubts and said, turning her head, "They haven't worn this before. After all, I don't need them to serve me like this on weekdays. But I thought you might think it's good, so I asked them to try it on. If you don't like it, I'll change them back."

As soon as these words came out, the six maids also smiled shyly, but their busy hands didn't stop.

Suren looked a little strange when he heard this. Was it specially worn for me?

He didn't know how to respond, so he just laughed dryly: "It's good."

Yekaterina really considered all the details, and this thoughtfulness made people feel extremely comfortable.

At this time, a blonde maid walked to the bed, respectfully bowed, and asked: "Sir, can this servant help you get up?"

Suren remembered that her name was Leona.

He had also seen the extravagant life of the high aristocracy yesterday, and when he heard the question, there was nothing to say no to.

It seemed that overnight, he felt a little more affectionate towards these maids.

Familiarity was one aspect, but Suren felt that it was more because he and Yekaterina got up together?

Seeing Suren nod, the maids became busy.

Dressing, tidying up, washing...

There was even a maid who would help you to the bathroom.

You didn't need to do anything yourself.

Although Suren had heard of the extravagance of the aristocracy before, he really experienced it and felt a lot of emotions.

......

Suren washed up first. Because he wasn't going out, he was wearing casual clothes.

The study was on the second floor, and Yekaterina had a habit of eating breakfast here.

When Suren arrived, various exquisite pastries had been placed on the table. He wasn't in a hurry and planned to wait for Ye to come down and have breakfast together. With nothing to do, he flipped through some idle books in the study.

The sun was shining brightly today, the manor was full of greenery, and fresh air permeated the entire study.

Suren originally planned to complete the agreement and leave today.

From now on, the identity of "Fake" would no longer be needed.

But now that he knew that Young Master William had hired the "Ten Legendary Bounty Hunters" and the Undying Demon Monk, Las Poussin, to assassinate him, he wasn't in a hurry to leave.

Yekaterina controlled the Military Intelligence Department and had detailed information about the assassin in her hands.

The two discussed that they might as well wait and find an opportunity to completely eliminate this hidden danger.

The bookshelves were densely packed with various books, mostly literary works such as poetry and novels.

After flipping through a few books, many of them had delicate handwriting, which were Yekaterina's annotated reading notes.

Suren also found it quite interesting.

At this time, he happened to pull out a book of poetry with the childish handwriting: "Luying Calendar 982, read. Katyusha's dream is to become a wandering poet ^_^."

Suren calculated the time, it seemed that Yekaterina was four or five years old at that time?

Looking at the handwriting, it seemed as if he saw a little princess with pigtails, lying on the table, using a quill pen to write this line in a crooked manner.

Suren had this picture in his mind, and couldn't help but smile.

Just then, he heard footsteps outside the house.

A maid opened the door, and Yekaterina walked in.

She saw that Suren was opening a book, and smiled: "What are you looking at? I'm very curious, what book can make you smile."

Suren showed the cover of the book and responded, "I'm reading a collection of poems you read when you were a child."

Yekaterina looked at it and realized, "'Spring Breeze and Flying Birds'? I remember that it was a serious collection of travel poems. Why are you laughing?"

Suren shrugged and gestured: "I saw the reading notes you left."

Yekaterina seemed to remember something too, and smiled knowingly, "Oh~"

After a pause, she greeted: "Mr. Suren, come and have breakfast together."

"Yeah."

Suren put the book back on the bookshelf, walked over, and sat opposite her.

Yekaterina had her hair up high, changed into a married look. Although she had less of the pure and beautiful youthfulness of before, she had more of the elegant and dignified air of a noble lady, and she was still radiantly beautiful.

......

The two sat opposite each other. In a noble family, even when eating, maids served them.

But Suren wasn't used to the way bread was fed to his mouth, so Yekaterina asked the maids to go out first.

Today's newspaper was also on the table.

The headlines of all the major newspapers were reports of yesterday's wedding, and various photos of the two of them in the same frame were printed in various sections.

The two ate breakfast while flipping through the newspapers.

It seemed that after sleeping in the same room for one night, there was no awkwardness.

Suren also saw that Yekaterina had a kraft paper bag beside the newspaper.

After she scanned a few newspaper articles, she opened it and took out a few pages of obviously encrypted scrambled papers without avoiding Suren, and explained: "This is the Military Intelligence Department's intelligence brief. Although it has been processed, it is sent to me every day."

Suren nodded with a smile, without any intention of peeking into the secrets of the Military Intelligence Department, and looked at the newspaper on his own.

But at this time, Yekaterina seemed to have seen something and gave a light "Huh..."

Suren looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I found some interesting information."

Yekaterina responded and said in detail: "Didn't we know yesterday that William had a bounty posted at the Bounty Merchant Hunter's Guild? I specially asked someone to transfer the detailed information of the Undying Demon Monk, Las Poussin, and found some interesting information."

Hearing this, Suren also showed a curious expression of waiting for the following, "Oh?"

Yekaterina glanced at it and directly told the top-secret intelligence that would definitely cause a major shock in Lindon: "This is a sealed special-level authority intelligence. Only two people in the entire Military Intelligence Department currently know about it. The intelligence says that Las Poussin has had affairs with many top noble ladies in Lindon, including the queens of princes."

Suren wasn't surprised to hear this. The demon monk had a very bad reputation, and it wouldn't be strange if the rumors were true.

But in the next sentence, he heard a thunderbolt explode in his ears.

Yekaterina continued: "Of course, the most important thing is that ten years ago, he and Charlotte Tracy, who was then Empress Bonar IX, had a secret rendezvous. Moreover, intelligence shows that the demon monk has recently been suspected of secretly entering and leaving the Frederick Palace."

Suren's thoughts froze for a moment before he matched the name with the person in reality.

Isn't this... the name of the current Queen of Luying?

Is the demon monk the Queen's lover?

This is definitely a huge scandal!

No wonder he has offended so many nobles, but he hasn't been killed yet. It turns out that he has this sky-high relationship.

Although the circle of the Luying upper class is very chaotic, he didn't expect that eating melons would reach the Queen at the top of power.

However, eating melons was one thing. Suren immediately thought of the implications behind this matter.

The Luying Queen is now obviously on the side of the Giant Hermit Society. Is it such a coincidence that the demon monk received William's commission to assassinate himself?

Suren's thoughts were completely connected in his mind, and he frowned and said: "Are you suspecting... that there may be the shadow of the royal family behind William's hiring of the killer?"

Yekaterina nodded and said: "It's very likely. However, the royal family will not come out publicly for the time being, so the court's offerings cannot participate either. We have to be careful that the demon monk may get some troublesome sealed objects. His abilities are also very special, and he is good at voodoo curses..."

Suren listened with a contemplative expression. This intelligence was indeed worth being vigilant about.

But curses were not too much of a threat to him now. Although the casting of curses was evil, the limitations were also not small. He now had the 【Rune Black Umbrella】in his hand, and he was also a professional who was proficient in the laws of death. If the enemy really wanted to achieve the point of "cursing and killing" him, even an eighth-order professional might have to bet his life.

What's more, there was also Yekaterina, who was equally mysterious, by his side. This one was not so easy to kill.

What's more, the demon monk probably didn't know that his intelligence had been completely grasped by others.

At this time, Yekaterina also said: "Moreover, this intelligence says that the news that we will be going on our honeymoon in three days has been leaked out. William and the demon monk should choose to do it at that time. I have an idea..."

Suren listened to her plan and nodded in approval from time to time.

Apart from the big gossip about the Queen, the other intelligence didn't exceed the expectations of the two of them.

This matter was not only aimed at Suren, but also at Yekaterina.

It would be beneficial to both of them if William died.

Suren thought that there was someone to help solve the trouble, and he didn't think it was bad.

What's more, with the support of the Military Intelligence Department's intelligence, the threat of this assassination was reduced by 90%!

The two of them discussed the plan and continued to do their own things.

......

Yesterday was the wedding, and many reporters squatted outside the manor, waiting for them to go out, wanting to capture some photos of the prince and princess's romantic life.

But Suren and Yekaterina were both people who could stay at home, so they stayed in the study all the time, seriously doing their own things.

Since he planned to join forces with Yekaterina, Suren wasn't in a hurry to leave. He planned to stay in the manor for a few more days.

In Ye's words, the more "happy" their lives were, the greater the possibility that William would be frustrated and take action.

The morning sun was golden, and gradually it slanted westward and shone into the study.

Time seemed to be very slow.

Suren was thinking about some of the insights he had about "domain" yesterday when he suddenly thought of something.

Looking up, he saw the beautiful face working very seriously in front of the desk.

Yekaterina also seemed to notice the gaze, looked up at him, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Suren said: "By the way, didn't you let me see your domain last night? I thought of something."

Yekaterina raised her eyebrows, "Oh?"

Suren took out a book overflowing with black air and said: "I met a senior in Mountain Hermitage before. You should also know him. He is the great writer 'Fujiwara Hayato'. He wrote a book about his experience in the Land of the Dead. I found that your starry sky domain has many similarities with the world in his writings..."

This book was naturally 【Fatal Novel: Land of the Dead】.

After he got it, he had never understood it and put it in the warehouse to collect dust.

But thinking of Yekaterina's domain that created the starry sky yesterday, he always felt that there were some similarities, and then he remembered.

Moreover, the poetry path and the novelist path have many things in common. Suren couldn't understand this book, but he thought it might be helpful to Yekaterina.

What's even more coincidental was that Suren remembered meeting Yekaterina's great-grandmother on the ship to Mountain Hermitage.

It seemed... that the old woman was an old acquaintance of Fujiwara Hayato?

Looking at the novel, Yekaterina's eyes also flashed with a crystal light, obviously seeing more things than Suren.

But she didn't show any eagerness, but asked very politely: "Can I read it?"

After all, this was a treasure.

Suren nodded: "Of course. It would be even better if it can bring you some help. But be careful, the cursed nature of this note is very special..."

He had received a lot of favors, and it would be good if he could make the best use of it.

Hearing this, Yekaterina nodded with a smile before taking the note.

After she opened the first page, she began to look at it attentively. The words seemed to have magic power, drilling into her mind. She exclaimed to herself: "So Mr. Gustav wrote the story of him and his great-grandmother in the novel..."

Suren had been to the Land of the Dead in the book and had also read the contents of the book.

But his realm was too low, and he didn't understand most of the content.

Now he watched Yekaterina immerse herself in it all of a sudden, and knew that this book was probably very useful to her.

Opening the book was in the morning, and closing it was in the evening.

From beginning to end, Suren had been doing his own things quietly by the side.

Only occasionally did he look at Yekaterina who was focused on reading. The aura on her body changed constantly, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes ethereal, sometimes dangerous...

In those increasingly deep eyes, Suren saw a sky full of stars.

Finally, as the lights came on, Yekaterina closed the book.

Her eyes shone brightly, and a kind of domineering aura arose spontaneously: "I finally understand!"

......

In the next two days, Suren also lived in Rose Manor.

He spent most of his time at home, occasionally taking a walk in the garden with Yekaterina, and taking some material for those newspaper reporters to take pictures of.

The two of them also got along more and more tacitly, just like a well-respected newly married couple.

Yekaterina was generous, and Suren was also open and aboveboard.

The two of them read books together during the day, exchanged alchemy, and could also take a bath together at night...

There was intimacy, but no transgression.

There were also charming maids who took care of all aspects of clothing, food, housing, and transportation,

Life was quite comfortable.

Until this day, they went out on their honeymoon as planned.

The various forces in Lindon that were paying attention to Rose Manor finally moved.