When An Yeran woke up the next day, he found that his cheek was a little painful.
She reached out and touched it, and unexpectedly felt a scar. The scar was very small, less than the width of a pressure mark.
strangeness.
She put her hand down, wondering if she had bumped into something while sleeping last night.
She opened the window, and the sea breeze blew into the room, taking away the tranquility of the room.
The maid brought water and towels. After a simple wash, An Yeran casually tied her hair into a ponytail and went to knock on the door of the room opposite.
"Xiu, are you up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.
The boy was already dressed. He had a slender figure and delicate features. His brown hair was casually draped, and his bangs partially covered his eyes.
The black suit made his skin look even whiter.
"The hair on his forehead is too long." An Yeran frowned slightly, then said to the maid next to him, "Go find someone to trim his hair."
An Yeran is of mixed Eastern and Western descent, and this boy looks the same, so she fell in love with him at first sight in the market.
The maid leaned forward slightly, "Yes, Your Excellency the Duke."
The restaurant was in another room in the hall on the first floor. The chefs had already prepared the food. The lord was waiting quietly on the side until a girl and a boy came down.
"Good morning, Your Excellency the Duke." The lord stood up and bowed respectfully.
An Yeran nodded and pulled the boy to sit in the main seat on the side.
"My lord, a letter was delivered from the palace this morning." The lord said, handing the letter to the girl.
An Yeran took it, opened it, glanced at it, then crumpled it into a ball with an expressionless face and threw it on the ground.
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, and glanced at the piece of paper without saying a word.
"Lord Lian," An Yeran said, "If anyone from the palace comes tomorrow, remember to chase them away."
The lord nodded, "Yes."
After dinner, the barber invited by the maid came. When the boy saw the scissors in the barber's hand, his eyes obviously darkened.
The sharp object gave him a very unpleasant feeling.
An Yeran noticed his strangeness, so he reached out and held him, saying, "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just helping you trim your hair."
The boy was slightly startled when the girl held his hand. The soft touch coming from the palm of his hand made him unable to help but pinch it back.
After trimming his hair, the pair of brown eyes finally showed up. An Yeran took a closer look and found that the boy's eyes were very beautiful, like a pair of brown gems.
"It looks much better this way." An Yeran smiled.
The girl's face came closer, and the boy could smell the jasmine scent on her again, which was very pleasant.
"Have all the invited teachers arrived?" An Yeran asked the maid beside her.
The maid said, "She's already waiting in the room on the second floor."
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