Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor Chapter 589 - 291: The Earl of the Tulip’s Warning (Part 2)

After a mont, Luo De lifted his head and squeezed hard on the large fur of Seronie, then stepped back and let go of her.

Seronie rose slowly with a strong smile on her face, said nothing, bowed again, and then turned to leave.

"Why is she smiling?"

Luo De licked his lips with a smile, "Seronie wasn’t like this before, why did she suddenly beco so wild? A woman’s special period?"

"Master, this is how the Ice and Snow Race treat their n."

The Fox Girl Fisher stood up carefully and explained, "If you hadn’t fought back today, according to the Ice and Snow Race’s tradition, you would be forced from now on and could be abandoned at any ti."

"Fortunately, you fought back."

"What do you an?" Luo De pressed further.

"In the future, in the family, you will hold the greatest rights."

Fisher’s face revealed a charming smile: "I think Seronie’s smile was because your strength was greater than hers, proof that she made the right choice."

"What barbaric and primitive customs."

Luo De wiped his lips with the back of his hand, blood still flowing.

Beside him, the silent Vivian suddenly extended her finger, gently dabbed it on Luo De’s lips.

Then she looked at Luo De, slowly put her finger in her mouth, and sucked it hard, her eyes slightly brightening.

Luo De was stunned for a mont, then realized,

"Vivian, you’re not allowed to learn this!"

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Border Town.

The sun was shining brightly.

The back garden of Rose Manor, filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Lady Rose, dressed in a delicate gown, was bent over, elegantly trimming the blooming roses in the garden with scissors.

She strode into the garden, her boots hitting the stone bricks with a heavy clatter.

At that mont, powerful footsteps sounded.

A tall young woman in armor broke through the tranquility of the manor and stord into the garden aggressively.

The guards at the door were just about to step forward to stop this uninvited guest, but were imdiately held at bay by a soldier with a longsword to the throat following the woman.

The guards dared not act recklessly, and could only watch the woman enter.

"Viscount Wenner."

Lady Rose was not startled by the sudden intrusion.

She wore a gentle smile and greeted the woman with a graceful bow.

However, the woman known as Viscount Wenner completely ignored her, her face cold as she walked past Lady Rose, directly entering the manor’s main hall.

A barely detectable trace of helplessness flashed across Lady Rose’s face.

She then turned her head and instructed the attendant beside her, "Do not let anyone disturb us."

After saying this, Lady Rose adjusted her dress and walked into the main hall unhurriedly, closing the door.

Wenner stood in the center of the hall, one hand on the hilt of her longsword, the other on her hip, exuding an intimidating aura.

"Honorable Viscount Wenner, it’s truly an honor to see you again."

Lady Rose maintained a warm smile on her face.

"But I do not wish to see you, Ruth."

Wenner suddenly turned around, her voice icy,

"But now I have to co see you."

Rage burned in Wenner’s eyes,

"Knight Cook has told everything that happened at Eagle Ridge."

Wenner stared at Lady Rose, approaching her step by step,

"Your foolish plan cost our Cold Blade Clan two precious senior knights!"

"I am fully aware of the gravity of this matter, Lady Wenner..."

Lady Rose slowly lowered her head, her voice laced with apology,

"This is my fault, I will plead guilty to the Marquis and take full responsibility."

"Plead guilty?"

Wenner stepped forward slowly, staring at Lady Rose,

"How are you going to plead guilty? Bend over on the bed and beg like usual?"

"Two senior knights are far more valuable than you!"

"Viscount Wenner, as the highly respected eldest daughter of the Cold Blade Clan, the ruler of Fengling Town,"

Lady Rose’s expression remained calm, but her voice carried a slight firmness,

"Please grant , as the strategist, the basic respect."

Lady Rose looked directly into Wenner’s eyes.

"The plan did fail, but everything I did was for the benefit of the Cold Blade Clan."

"Respect?"

Wenner sneered, her face close to Lady Rose, "Does a low-born prostitute like you deserve to be called a strategist?"

Wenner’s eyes flickered with undisguised disdain.

Lady Rose did not flinch, her face calm as she said, "Are you implying that your father, the honorable Marquis Cold Blade, holds a prostitute every day?"

This sentence instantly froze the atmosphere in the hall.

Wenner’s gaze changed abruptly, she grabbed Lady Rose’s collar, and swiftly drew the dagger at her waist, the blade tip pointing directly at Lady Rose’s cheek.

"Since you’re a strategist, you shouldn’t need a pretty face,"

Wenner’s voice was cold as she pressed the dagger against Lady Rose’s face, "I will cut it up, let’s see if you still have value then?"

The coldness of the tal made Lady Rose’s body instinctively tremble, the calm on her face replaced by fear.

No matter how eloquent the words, they were powerless in the face of a real blade.

Lady Rose’s voice trembled, "Viscount, doing this will only make things worse."

The hall was plunged into silence.

Only the sound of their rapid breathing echoed in the air.

Ti seed to stop flowing.

After a long ti, Wenner took a deep breath.

She slowly released her grip on Lady Rose’s collar and sheathed the dagger at her waist.

"I have no interest in who my father sleeps with, but the Cold Blade Clan is different."

Wenner’s tone softened slightly, "Surrender all the power in your hands, your authority is too great."