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Definition: 幻想浪漫
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Chapter 4
Winter had arrived, and heavy snow blanketed Baker Manor, turning it into a kingdom of ice and snow. The castle was bitterly cold, with only the fireplace rooms retaining warmth, while our servants' quarters were as frigid as ice cellars. No fires were allowed in the servants' bedrooms. At night, I shivered under thick quilts, often longing for the hearth in the small parlor. My room was barely a few square meters, containing only a bed and a cabinet, with no other furnishings. As for personal…-
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Chapter 15
While chopping wood, my clothes became soaked with sweat despite the cool weather. Especially when the early spring sunlight shone down, the heat made it unbearable. So, I took off my shirt and continued chopping bare-chested. At that moment, I heard the clip-clop of hooves approaching from afar. Looking up, I saw the baron, who had gone out riding in the morning, returning. He rode his horse slowly closer and eventually stopped beside me. I stood amidst a pile of firewood while he looked down at me…-
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Chapter 26
Despite the baron’s verbal promise, I underestimated Viscount Lloyd’s initiative. That morning, the viscount appeared in the baron’s study and bluntly brought up inheritance and marriage. "Austin, my dear nephew, perhaps there were misunderstandings between me and your father—those were the follies of my youth. Can't you forgive your poor uncle?" The viscount began weakly, his aged face looking pitiful. The baron replied, "I don't understand. I've never blamed you." The viscount pressed…-
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Chapter 5
After dinner, the masters moved to the conservatory for tea. The conservatory was lavishly decorated, with pale purple wall coverings dotted with velvet yellow flowers. The seating was varied and complete, including benches, armchairs, ottomans, and small round stools. A black piano stood by the window, next to towering bookshelves. The guests settled in small groups, the ladies whispering behind fluttering feather fans while the gentlemen spoke loudly and passionately. The butler nodded at me, and I…-
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Chapter 16
The baron’s four-horse carriage was luxurious, but I had to stand on the rear step, shielding the luggage with my arms against the cold wind. Only now did I realize Austin had taken me away again. This happened years later in my past life, but now… My rationality told me not to get close to the baron, yet my actions unconsciously did the opposite—drawing nearer, even advancing further. Of course, unlike my past life, no one knew the baron had "special" feelings for me. The Lloyd family remained…-
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Chapter 27
"But thy eternal summer shall not fade, nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, when in eternal lines to time thou grow'st." The baron was explaining poetry to me, his voice deep and charming. Flipping the page, he said, "This is a classic iambic pentameter sonnet, mainly divided into Petrarchan and Shakespearean styles, with a variant called Spenserian. Their key difference lies in the rhyme scheme. Do you understand?" "Can I interpret it as a…-
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Chapter 6
Austin’s condition didn’t improve. After nightfall, it worsened instead. His body burned with fever, and his speech became slurred. I half-carried him, letting him lie in my arms, and brought slightly cold food to his lips. "My lord, eat something." "I don't want to. I'll vomit," he said. "Then drink some water." "I won't. Take it away." "Drink, just a little." I insisted, holding a spoon to his mouth, then placed food near his lips. "Eat something too. Even if you vomit it later, it's…-
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Chapter 17
In the early morning, the baron's bell rang as usual. I hurriedly left the dining table, carrying a pot of warm black tea, and briskly walked to the second-floor bedroom. The baron was accustomed to enjoying his first cup of tea in bed before getting dressed. This seemingly ordinary routine held a subtle awkwardness. I had once consulted Kahn and learned that, aside from his coat, the baron never required assistance with dressing. Yet now, he calmly shed his sleepwear and stood before me without any…-
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Chapter 28
The baron clenched his fists, his voice low and clear: "Say it again. Tell me the reason." After a moment’s hesitation, I still replied, "I'm sorry." "Ha. So you'd rather face the constables," he sneered. My heart suddenly sank. If I were handed over to the sheriff on charges of plotting against a noble, death would surely await me. I looked up at the baron, his face filled with rage, lips tightly pressed, clearly infuriated by me. Perhaps he was regretting ever trusting someone as vile and…-
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Chapter 7
Thinking he was bored, I suggested, "I'll fetch more books from downstairs, and you can choose as you like." "No need. I don't feel like reading now," he refused. "As you wish," I responded. Standing beside him, I could feel his gaze lingering on me, making me uneasy. "What do you... want?" he suddenly asked a strange question. "What?" I was taken aback. The baron leaned back on his pillow, eyes closed, and said, "I mean, you've cared for me this whole time and deserve a reward. Do you want…-
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