A Noble Marriage

Penchant www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated noble marriage [Anna] latest chapter!    The month-long affair gradually drew to a close. 樂文小說|

Duke Yusupov's only son was rescued unharmed, but the children of the poor families were apparently not so lucky, and one of them was killed alive while escaping.

Anna had never seen Karenin so angry.

He paced in his study, smoked a cigarette, and then sat down.

When Anna entered, she found that Karenin hadn't even opened the window, and the room smelled so badly of smoke that she coughed when she pushed the door in.

"Go out first, Anna." Karenin said, looking tense, his blue eyes calm and somewhat frightening.

"Wait a minute." Anna said, then went over and opened the window.

She didn't ask anything, didn't show her concern on her face, just walked over and opened the window naturally, letting in the summer light.

Although it was already the slanting sun of the evening, it was still beautiful when the fire clouds covered the sky.

"There's nothing wrong with smoking when you're upset, but at least don't close the window." She went to Karenin's side and put her left hand on the latter's arm, and said softly.

She didn't hear the usual response, but through the way Karenin gazed at her, she knew he understood.

The advantage of being married to this man is that sometimes you really don't need to say much, but you know that your feelings have reached the other person's heart.

Anna bent down and kissed the other person on the lips, and the bitter taste of the cigarette came through her lips for her tongue to taste.

Astringent, bitter, like Karenin at this moment will not say the mood. But at least it was a way to share.

She closed the door to the study and thought before she left, "Everyone thinks this man's heart is as cold as a machine, but he has the purest heart of compassion."

The sacrifice was predestined, most people understood, but Anna knew that the point that made Karenin's heart grieve was that there should be no children inside this sacrifice.

Because of this incident, the ball was naturally postponed.

A minister fell into the net and Vorobiev was implicated because someone cited a close connection between him and the minister.

Anna was a bit surprised to learn about Vorobiev at first, but then she thought that if even she could sense that something was wrong with Vorobiev, then Karenin naturally knew it too.

That night, when Anna was leaning on Karenin, the other party talked about it in a light tone, which once again proved Anna's suspicion.

"Vorobiev is a smart man, but not very well born, he has been with me for three years, I can say that there is not a single thing wrong. But unfortunately, he is too ambitious and not calm enough."

"If he had waited two more years, maybe he would have succeeded."

"Anna."

"What?"

Anna looked up at the other woman, and Karenin was looking at her too, with blue eyes that were hiding some emotion. As Anna tried to discern it, the man's hand gently shaded her eyes.

"I don't like the way he's looking at you."

Unable to see things clearly, Anna suddenly heard these words, and her right hand, which she had raised to remove Karenin's hand, now failed to move, only the corners of her lips curved up.

"I thought that was just my sensitivity, or maybe, you didn't notice."

"I noticed, of course I did." He said, and there wasn't even much sentiment** left in his voice. If you were to look at his expression alone at this moment, it might be a little scary, because it was too serious. But Anna is not afraid.

Her hand gently covered the back of Karenin's hand, but did not try to uncover, just a laugh.

"You know it's not my fault right?"

"It's certainly not your problem." Karenin said, getting a little caught up in his own emotions.

His words had just fallen to the ground when he suddenly felt a soft touch on his hand, so much so that he looked up sharply.

The wife, like a cat, kissed the palm of his hand and then extended her tongue to lick and kiss it.

"You can look a little frightened at this moment." Anna said, still smiling, the light, the gray eyes do not look obscure at all, in her smile, only brighter and more colorful.

As if that wasn't enough, Anna leaned in and nibbled on Karenin's lips again.

"I like the way you don't frown." She said seriously, then tilted her head again and slowly leaned in to nibble on those lips once more. A delicate kiss, while the eyes looked tenderly at each other.

"I love you the most of anyone in the whole world, Alexei." Anna said.

"No matter what others think of me, but I always have only you in my eyes."

She finished and watched each other carefully as if she was observing the surface of a lake in early spring. Slowly, Anna felt some emotion in those blue eyes slowly melting like ice and snow.

"Melt only for me?" She asked triumphantly as she wrapped her arms around the other woman's neck.

"Yes, Anna." Karenin whispered, kisses falling there on the side of his wife's neck. It seemed to be his favorite spot, unusually delicate and striking enough.

At the end of June, the minister's execution had been finalized, but the suspect Vorobiev was still to be examined.

Although Vorobiev could not be convicted for a while, the post of secretary was always vacant for a man in a position like Karenin. The people at the bottom were a bit eager to get involved, after all, Kalenin, although it can not be said to be mild-tempered, but also never lose their temper.

The harvest was so successful that by the middle of July, Karenin had secured his post and got a new secretary.

It was a young man named Michal Vasilievich Slyutin, the same prick who in a fit of rage had reported his top boss directly.

"No one dared to accept me, so I approached Lord Karenin to see if I could get a job with him. As you know, the rent in Petersburg is very high, and my old allowance does not allow me to sit at home and eat."

The blond young man said with a sincere look on his face when Anna first received the secretary gentleman at home.

Anna blinked, then looked at Karenin: "You told me he was your schoolboy?"

This time it was Sliudin's turn to freeze, then he shrugged his shoulders, then gently glanced at Karenin, his big almond-shaped eyes full of deep meaning - so you are such a senior.

Karenin calmly took a sip of tea, then glanced at Slyutin, then looked at Anna and said: "You know I am not the kind of person who likes to make things easy. Don't look at Michal Vasilyevich like this, he is indeed very smart in person."

Hearing Karenin's praise, Anna saw that Mr. Slyutin, instead of blushing, scratched his hair and then said with a grin, "It's not that I'm smart, I'm always a very hard worker. Diligence is always more sincere than cleverness."

Just finished, the young man's eyes became shiny again.

"When I was at school I wanted to be Lord Karenin's secretary after graduation, but I had no chance at all," he sighed, and soon became a little angry again, "and for that I had to stay under that fool for two years."

"He is not a fool." Karenin laughed coldly. He had no sympathy for his former colleague, who was in prison. There was no such thing as a clean officer, but there was always a line to be drawn.

"Yes, fool may still be a positive word for him. He's just a jerk. I had thought that corruption and bribery had made him as appetizing as a shithead, but I didn't expect that," Sliutin said, unable to speak, glaring as if he were sulking.

"I sometimes blame myself for not having noticed it sooner." He looked a little frustrated up, so emotional and Karenin is really different.

"I told you, unnecessary emotions will only cloud your judgment." Karenin said with a frown.

"I understand. But it can be a little hard to twist over." Sliudin said, as a young man of only twenty-three, he still spoke and acted in a cute way. If Anna hadn't seen the way they handled things before, she would have felt like she was talking to a somewhat impulsive young man.

"You have to more or less restrain." Karenin said.

This time Sliutin didn't say anything more, just nodded his head.

After Slyutin's farewell, Karenin accompanied Anna for a walk in the garden. The July evening breeze was a little sticky and unpleasant on one's cheeks, but seeing Karenin's calm expression again made Anna's heart feel soothed.

"So why on earth are you being so nice to that Mr. Sliutin?" She asked in a deliberately somewhat jealous tone.

Karenin looked at her for a moment until he was sure it was just a joke and then said, "Slyutin is a decent man."

"Indeed." Anna nodded as she lifted her hand to purse a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear before asking the question again.

"But I thought you didn't like to use such decent people when you're working."

"Integrity should be a positive word, not a derogatory one, Anna. I just don't think that kind of positive word is very appropriate in a political environment, and people like this are very good as long as there is a change of environment. I used to insist on not using people like that, but since this incident, I guess that's not such a bad thing after all. It's true that Sliutin still has some adult innocence in his language form, but it's not childlike after all. When it comes to really doing things, he's a reliable person, which is rare for his age."

"Alexei, I think you've become more tolerant. "Anna said that she never considered her husband to be the person judged in other people's language, but also understood that Karenin and her brother Count Oblonsky were also by no means the same kind of people.

She always loved Karenin in his most original form, but that's not to say that Anna would have rejected them if he had become better.

"Maybe." Karenin paused for a moment as he glanced at his wife, then placed a soft kiss at the corner of her mouth.

At this time, all the words can not be more than this kiss to make Anna feel heartwarming and pleasant. Because in this marriage, she has actually seen those subtle changes, in a little convergence, finally in a brightest figure like fireworks displayed in front of the world, in Karenin that warm heart, gradually, there is a greater forgiveness of heart.

The author has something to say:

Targeted Love" mini-theater

Little Bambi: [looking sadly at the carrot]

Bambi's brother: What happened to the carrot?

Bambi: [wrinkles nose] don't like it, but mommy says we have to eat it [sighs softly and picks up a fork]

Bambi brother: [fork off the carrot and eat it in one bite] so there is no

Little Bambi: [some hesitation] Is this good?

Bambi brother: [calm face] Mom said that brothers should help each other, right?

Little Bambi: Eh

Bambi brother: [eat all the carrots] So that's right

Later, Bambi sister took the cucumber she did not like, eyes looking at her brother expectantly

Bambi's brother: [forks up a cucumber and stuffs it into Bambi's sister's mouth] Mom said that picky eaters don't grow taller, right? Do you want to become a dwarf?

Bambi sister: QAQ nest does not want

Bambi brother: then eat all the cucumbers = =