Standing on the steps of the carriage, I was so shocked by the architecture in front of me that I even forgot to move.
I saw the big black iron gate in front of me slowly opened, and a large green grassland was wrapped in dense forests, stretching as far as the eye could see. At the end of the grassland, there was a gray building that could be described as majestic. The word castle was used to describe this building.
Inappropriate, I racked my brain and could only come up with two words "palace"!
I don't have a clear idea of the area, but I think the manor in front of me, which is composed of high walls, endless lawns, and groups of palaces, is probably as big as an ordinary-sized university, right?
Looking at the straight lines of those buildings makes people feel awe-inspiring. I guess that the person who designed such a manor must be a great architect, and the owner who built such a manor must be extremely rich. Forgive me.
My words were pale, because I used all my strength not to say those two words, which are a professional term related to the knight in chess.
"It's really developed this time..."
I murmured, my mind went blank, I didn't know what to think, and I let Jon help me out of the carriage and put me into another carriage.
After sitting in this carriage, which was even more luxurious than before, I came back to my senses and asked doubtfully: "Jon, why do we need to change to a carriage? What happened to the one just now?"
A smile flashed in Jon's eyes, and he said lightly: "Master, the carriage we took back to the city just now was specially used for going out, and this one was used at home, because the groom just now was not allowed to enter the manor.
The servants and all visiting guests also transfer to the park's carriage at the gate. This is a bit of a bad rule of the Hansen family, you will get used to it."
My eyes were as big as oranges: "Oh my god! My family has so many rules!"
The speed of the new carriage was obviously much faster than before. Watching the shadows of the trees outside the window flying backwards, my heart was swaying. Could it be that my dream was about to come true?
Yes, my dream has always been to be a shameful rich second generation who gets something for nothing. Even though in my world, I tried my best to dream, but I still failed to achieve my small goal, which is not an exaggeration.
But the emperor's hard work pays off, and God will not starve the bird to death. It seems that my dream has finally come true.
However, being prepared for danger in times of peace and not worrying about the future is another of my strengths, so I asked Jon cautiously because I thought he should know the basics of the family's financial situation.
"Um...Jon, how is the operation of our family's industry going?"
Jon was still so calm: "It would be a bit modest to describe the family's industrial operations as very good. But your father, Mr. Hansen, always likes to keep a low profile, so I can only say that no matter the economic situation of the empire,
No matter what kind of fluctuations occur, the Hansen family's career will not be greatly affected, even if it is a war."
Looking at the huge building complex outside, I was speechless: "This is called low-key? Then I really don't know what the Hansen family looks like when it is high-profile."
It took about ten minutes for the carriage to arrive in front of the main building of the manor.
On the steps in front of the fountain, we got off the carriage.
And I finally waited until I saw two rows of uniformed maids standing smiling on both sides of the door.
I was elated. My eyes flashed across the faces of these young women like lightning.
Hmm! Not bad! The beauty is delicious! I nodded secretly. The quality is very good! Haha! The considerate and personal maids, here I come!
After wiping away the saliva, a mature and beautiful woman came forward.
She is dressed in white, gorgeous but not ostentatious, with a graceful figure but elegant manners. She is mature and capable, and her delicate face is confident and graceful. It can be seen that she not only pays great attention to her makeup, but is also a meticulous person.
She is a person because she exudes a kind of deliberateness, but it is not the kind of annoying affectation. Her actions are full of charm, but she is not the kind of smoky and flirtatious person.
I swallowed secretly, and then cursed myself secretly, be careful, this is not the mother of my world, right? Although judging from her age, she can be regarded as my mature sister at most.
"Yasili has met Master Hansen." The beautiful and mature woman lowered her head and gave me a salute.
I breathed a sigh of relief, it was okay.
"This is Mrs. Yasili, the housekeeper of the house." Jon introduced her in a timely manner.
"Master Hansen, please come with me. Madam is waiting for you in the small living room." Madam Yasili did not show any strangeness because of my strangeness. It seems that my amnesia is well known to everyone.
I awkwardly followed the seductive Lady Yasili into the building because I really didn't know what to call this palace-like building.
Along the way, the fragrant breeze blew, and the places we passed in the building were all beautiful maids. What was too much was that the uniforms they wore were all tight-fitting, and their exposed curves made me feel hot. But when they saw Yasili
The ladies and queens all bowed cautiously. It seems that Mrs. Yasili usually disciplines them very harshly. However, there are still many bold maids who secretly throw fire at me when Madam Yasili cannot see it.
The spicy looks and blowing kisses made my little heart feel tingly and itchy.
The exquisite furniture in the house, the high ceilings decorated with gorgeous patterns, and the ancient oil paintings on the walls. Every corner of this house oozed wealth and splendor, which made me dizzy.
I am already imagining how much suffering this body, as the eldest son of this family, will have to endure in this world - haven't you heard of it? There is an old saying: "There are only blessings that cannot be enjoyed, and there are no hardships that cannot be endured."
, I am fully prepared to "endure hardship" here.
Hey, glory and wealth are all dung - but young master, I am a gentleman who regards dung as money!
I couldn't help laughing, and Mrs. Yasili looked back at me. Although there was a smile on her face, there was an intriguing atmosphere.
I immediately straightened my face, as if all the prosperity to me was just a cloud.
I don’t know how many turns I made and how many doors I passed through. Just when I was feeling dizzy and about to lose my patience, Mrs. Yasili finally stopped in front of a door. She knocked gently on the door, then turned around and offered me a hand.
After one salute, there will be no more movements.
I understand, this is the time.
After a few moments of breathing, the door slowly and quietly opened.
I glanced at Mrs. Yasili, and she motioned for me to come in.
My heart suddenly jumped uncontrollably, and I felt that my face was instantly numb. This unprecedented tension made me overwhelmed.
There is no way, ugly sons always have to meet their parents, whether they are biological or not.
I took a deep breath and warned my little heart that it would still beat in the future, but not to jump up and down too much now, lest it jump out of my throat.
I walked stiffly into the door and saw a petite maid meekly turning out from behind the door. She went out carefully and held the door shut.
When I saw the door closed from the outside, I started to look around. It was said to be a small living room, but as soon as I entered, I felt empty. Although there were many furnishings and exquisite furniture around, the four walls were also filled with tall bookshelves filled with books. It is tightly blocked, but this "small living room" is really too big, a bit like a small library. I don't understand, do rich people receive guests in the study room?
Before I had time to think about it, a dazzling female figure filled my eyes.
I saw a richly dressed lady sitting on the sofa opposite. Her facial features were delicate and harmonious. Her face was even more exquisite than Mrs. Yasili's. Her whole body was meticulous and exuded a compelling nobility. I thought this might be the case. It’s just the aura of wealth that rich people bring with them.
The lady's beautiful eyes looked back and forth on my face, with a complicated look in her eyes. I rarely interacted with people before, but in this strange look, I noticed a trace of undisguised indifference, tiredness and... There is a hint of sadness behind the black pupils.
The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.
I don’t know what to say, and I am hesitating whether to be the first to call my mother. If I remember correctly, Scarlett Russell, yes, the mother of the owner of this body in this world opposite me. , that’s what it’s called, if old steward Jon didn’t deliberately lie to me.
"You know? When I learned that I had my first child, I just hoped that the child in my belly would be healthy and have sound limbs."
The graceful lady opposite spoke quietly.
I raised my eyebrows. Good health and sound limbs? This is not a high requirement!
A sad expression appeared on Mrs. Hansen's face, but she controlled it immediately. It was obvious that she was a very strong woman with a good education, strict etiquette education, and strong self-control.
"Now..." Mrs. Hansen stared at me, as if she were looking at a monster, or as if she were looking at a stone, but she was definitely not looking at a person - her eyes seemed to be able to see directly through my eyes and into my soul. .In front of that look, I believe no one can ever hide a secret, "...Now, I just hope that my child will be my child!"
"My child is my child!", what are these words? Could it be that I have a bad premonition.
"Guest from afar, can you tell me where the noble soul that now occupies my child's body comes from?"
I felt like I was struck by thunder, and my mind went blank.