The hibiscus tree, also called oil tree or oil palm, is a valuable economic crop mainly used for making kerosene. The hibiscus tree itself is also a high-quality fuel. Blacksmiths must smelt fine gold and mithril alloys.

Add oilwood wood to the furnace to increase the furnace temperature.

A five-year-old red hibiscus tree can harvest oilwood seeds worth 40 silver soles every year. The wood of a redbud tree over twenty years old produces only a small amount of smoke when burned. It is the preferred fuel for nobles to stay warm in the winter. Each old tree has at least

It can be sold for a high price of 30 gold soles.

The purple hibiscus tree is valuable, and its shape is also unique. The trunk is straight and straight, without branches. The oval purple leaves grow on the top of the trunk, bending and hanging around. Looking down from a high place, it looks like a blooming purple flower.

But few nobles are willing to live next to the hibiscus tree, because its fruits and flowers always exude an unpleasant smell. Especially in the summer when the hibiscus flowers bloom, you can smell the smell like dead mice from a long distance away.

The stench attracted countless flies buzzing around the canopy.

Compared with the value of the oil tree, Miss Chebman would not care about a little strange smell. When Victor built the noble manor for her, she insisted on replacing the ornamental vegetation with oil trees and named it purple hibiscus.

Tree Manor.

In fact, Zijinshu Manor is basically a large farm, with 800 acres of oil trees, 4,000 acres of farmland and pasture, a medium-sized stream and reservoir, a breeding farm, a mill, a warehouse, a blacksmith shop, a stable, a farmhouse and other facilities.

Everything is complete. In this area of ​​more than 5,000 acres, the only bright spot is a garden villa in the southwest corner covering an area of ​​less than 60 acres.

Only in this remote corner can you feel the artistic atmosphere, luxury and sophistication of the noble leisure manor.

At this time, the silver moon was high, and the houses in Zijin Manor were dark. Only the master bedroom on the third floor of the garden villa was lit by candlelight.

In the spacious and luxurious bedroom, dozens of water lizard oil candles were lit. Jillian was wearing a short nightgown, sitting on the calf leather sofa, with a pair of thrilling long legs hanging on the sofa table. They were round and straight, with a honey-like complexion.

Under the candlelight, the shadows of the strong and graceful body undulate, full of indescribable charm.

At this moment, Jillian's narrow eyes were staring at the water lizard oil candles on the silver candlestick, looking at them one by one, and finally her eyes fell on a beautiful lady on the sofa opposite.

"Salister, we don't need candles to see each other clearly. It's a waste for you to light 72 candles!"

This lady has chestnut hair, gray-blue eyes, impeccable facial features, white and smooth skin, a high nose bridge and thin lip line, giving people a strong and confident sense of sight. Her legs are elegantly intertwined.

Stacked, arms spread out, draped on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, it was obvious that he was on the guest sofa, but he seemed to be sitting on a throne.

She is none other than the guardian of the Chebman family, Countess Chebman, Gillian's mother, and the Knight of the Raging Waves, Salister Chebman.

"Your father saves money just so that I can spend it." The Countess' smile was elegant and charming, and her tone was confident.

Jillian raised her head, faced the ceiling, rolled her eyes, and said to herself: "After a while, I will have people hide all the candlesticks here to see how you still waste candles..."

Salister said calmly: "I didn't come to the Purple Hibiscus Manor from Blue Swan Castle just to light candles, and you didn't prepare these exquisite candlesticks for me."

Jillian's expression froze slightly, her amber eyes rolled twice, and she muttered: "I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Don't you usually hide the silver candlesticks in your vault?"

"Ha, silverware needs to be taken out and wiped frequently to prevent it from discoloring and turning black, so that it can be sold at a good price. I was taking care of the candlesticks today, and you just happened to catch up..."

Salister put her legs together, changed into a soft and friendly sitting position, and said with a smile: "Seven days ago, His Highness Randall left Rose Manor and was on his way back to Randall's territory."

Jillian's eyes lit up, and she immediately lowered her legs on the sofa, leaned forward, and couldn't help but ask: "Really? Then his car will be back in 5 days..."

"No wonder this news makes you so happy. Since His Highness Randall returned to Centaur Hill, you have been waiting for him at the Purple Hibiscus Manor for 16 days... How long are you prepared to wait?"

Gillian's face turned cold, she stared at the Countess, gritted her teeth and asked, "What do you mean?"

"His Royal Highness Randall stayed at Rose Manor for nine days and met his partners one by one. He still has many things to deal with when he returns to Randall's territory. He may not come here to have a tryst with you... Maybe, you will also

wait a few more days."

Salister changed her tone and mocked unceremoniously: "Of course, I believe you will definitely get together... In short, you are the last lover he will see."

Gillian put her legs on the mahogany sofa again, leaned against the soft sofa pillows, and said lazily: "Dear Sallysette, I have long been accustomed to your way of speaking, and I don't care at all about your sarcasm.

...What does it matter if I am the last lover to meet Victor? To him, I am the unique Gillian Chebman...What does it matter if we wait a few more days to get together? He won't come

Purple Hibiscus Manor, I can go to Silver Moon Manor..."

"Then why don't you go to Rose Manor to congratulate your lover on his promotion to His Highness like others do?"

Jillian raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "You don't have to worry about it."

The Countess smiled and shook her head, and said softly: "My dear, you know very well that you are not a high-ranking female knight of Centaur Hills, but Victor is His Highness of Centaur Hills. You are a Silver Knight, and he is His Highness of golden blood. Don't you

There will be children, and continuing to be entangled will only embarrass both parties... Just let it go, this is your right, and it is also a step to save each other's face."

"I don't...never!"

Gillian puffed up her cheeks, and the countess asked funnyly: "Why?"

Gillian turned around and thought of a powerful reason: "I heard that Victor brought back a lot of treasures from Naville, enough to fill more than a dozen four-wheeled carriages... I am waiting for the courtship gift he prepared for me."

As she spoke, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she raised the corners of her mouth to outline a bright smile.

Salister glanced sideways at her overjoyed daughter and said disdainfully: "How much gold coins is a courtship gift worth? 5,000 gold coins... or 50,000 gold coins? In a few years, we will move into Copper City and become the Lord of the Southern Territory of Gombis.

, and how can the career you inherit be measured in money?"

Jillian looked at her mother with pity and said: "What does this have to do with me accepting Victor's courtship gifts? He owes me a lot of courtship gifts. This time, I asked him to provide me with all of them, hum.

!”

Seeing her daughter's coquettish look, Salister couldn't help but smile, shook her head and sighed: "My baby, what you can't bear to part with is not the courtship gift, but the person who gave it to you... You should have tasted love at your age.

Taste, I don't want to stop you, not at all. However, as your mother, I can't watch my child lose his future. You have to understand that His Highness Randall does not belong to you, he belongs to the Queen of Roses and the Centaur Hills...

…In other words, the hills of men and horses belong to him.”

"How can a mere Viscount of Randall be worthy of a His Highness? Lady Sylvia forbids the Randall family from recruiting knights from outside, and requires the family in Chumaling to implement policies similar to the Randall territory. Now Randall

The family can integrate into the political circle of Centaur Hills very smoothly without any obstacles or major turbulence... Mrs. Rose began to pave the way for His Highness Randall to take charge of Centaur Hills eight years ago... But we have never done so from the beginning to the end.

We have made any preparations to welcome His Highness Randall...I am talking about His Highness Randall, not the original Baron Victor Wimbledon."

Gillian said angrily: "Why should you confuse love with family interests? Does my love have to make sacrifices for family interests?"

"Dear Miss Chebman, you said the opposite."

Salister crossed her legs and said calmly: "The political systems established by the knight aristocracy are all for the knight aristocracy. The primogeniture system, the guardian system, the principle of silence, the principle of companionship, etc. all embody one core content -

—Respect the power. In the family, trainee knights get the respect that trainee knights deserve, and knights get the respect that knights deserve. This is true for silver knights and gold. The gold knight can kill the knight who offends him in battle, but cannot take it away.

The adversary's due respect, such as allowing them to surrender."

"Respect serves only one purpose - to clarify yourself."

Salister paused and said softly: "My daughter, one day, you will be baptized by the elemental sea. It will wash away your soul, cleanse your emotions and instincts. Once you lose yourself, you will only be

The elemental sea assimilates and becomes part of the origin of the world... The interests of the family are the interests of our knights. If one day, the family needs you to sacrifice your own will and cut off your path to knighthood, I ask you to abandon the family and do not hesitate. If love becomes your

The obstacles make you lose yourself, and please give up love without hesitation...The knight's partner principle is to protect this right of yours."

"High-level knights enjoy love, but they never lose themselves and are not bound by love."

Gillian groaned and said: "Victor is not a high-ranking knight..." and then added in a disguised way: "He still owes me a lot of courtship gifts."

The countess said angrily: "How come I have such an idiot daughter like you... You are the heir of the Chebman family and loyal to the Augustus family. He is His Highness of Centaur Hill. You have lost the basis of mutual trust. He can't

I will terminate my partnership with you, but I can alienate you and neglect you... If you think that being with him can continue your knight's path, I will let your younger brother replace your inheritance, and you can go and serve in Centaur Hill. The problem is, you guys

Can you have children? If you can't be a mother, your life will be incomplete. How can you face the erosion of the sea of ​​elements with regrets? Do you think you are Princess Roland?"

Jillian frowned and said stubbornly: "You are not him, how do you know that he does not trust me? I trust him, he knows, so he also trusts me... It is that simple for us to be together. He will not ask me

Even if I give up family interests, I will not betray him for the sake of family interests."

"You are too naive to speculate on the thoughts of His Highness." The countess shook her head and said, "I bet that he will not take the initiative to see you. This is the most obvious signal of alienation..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a breeze suddenly appeared next to Jillian's body, blowing her hair like a lover's caress.

"Victor!"

Jillian jumped up in surprise, ran to the window with bare feet, pushed open the wooden window, and jumped out without hesitation. Salister was horrified in her heart, her gray-green eyes turned to deep green, she got up and walked over to

In front of the wide open window, I looked out and saw a tall figure draped in moonlight a few hundred meters away, standing on top of the thatched hut. Jillian was wearing a short nightgown and quickly rushed towards the thatched hut, and then

Jumping high, her graceful body fell into the arms of the uninvited guest. A hole instantly collapsed in the hut, and the two people fell directly into the hut.

At this time, the alerted guards were patrolling around with their barking hounds. Warning whistles were blowing one after another, fires were lighting up, and the entire manor woke up.

Salister summoned the housekeeper of the villa, raised her chin towards the lonely hut, and asked, "What is that place?"

The steward looked up and replied respectfully: "The warehouse where hay is stored."

"...Forage warehouse." The Countess' expression remained unchanged, still noble and dignified, and she calmly ordered: "Allow the alarm and let them all go back to sleep."

"yes."

The butler bowed to leave, and the countess asked again: "Are there any mice in there?"

"Well... there are two cats in the warehouse." The housekeeper indirectly explained that there were mice inside.

"...Haha" the Countess finally smiled, shook her head, and muttered almost silently: "Love..."

"Give me a horse and gather my followers. I want to go back to Blue Goose Castle."

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On the haystack in the warehouse, Jillian stuck out her round and straight butt, carefully groped for Victor's clothes and trousers, then turned around, pressed her forehead against Victor's, and stared closely at his dark golden lips.

He raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Where's my courtship gift?"

“…..Isn’t that what I am?”
Chapter completed!