After swallowing a mouthful of bread forcefully, she felt something stuck in her throat, which made her very uncomfortable.
However, she still swallowed hard, and it wasn't until she finished eating a piece of bread that she started to laugh. Look, everything won't be too difficult.
It's really not difficult.
"Lotte, that is the second prince. Stay away from him. You must stay away. This person has no heart and is cold-blooded. Don't let him see you." Fianna squeezed Lotte's arm hard.
, it even made her feel some pain, Lotte nodded, she would be careful, and the way she looked now, she touched her short hair and smiled slightly.
The way she looks now, she is not beautiful at all, and she is also ugly. No one will pay attention to an ugly slave.
She stood up, patted the dirt on her body with one hand, and still held it tightly with the other hand. She didn't know what kind of precious thing it was, but she never let go.
"Auntie, I have to leave. I'll see you tomorrow," Lotte smiled at Fianna, turned around and left, while her palms held tighter.
It was a short break until she walked into the room. She let go of her palms. There was a pile of bread crumbs in her palms. She put them in the corner of her mouth and gently blew away the dust. In fact, it was not
Dirty, really.
She lowered her head and stuffed all the bread crumbs into her mouth. It was delicious. In fact, she hadn't eaten bread for a long time. She was lying to her, really.
She touched her belly, and she would have a bowl of porridge to drink at night, so that she would not be hungry anymore.
She picked up a cup and took a cup of water from the water pipe next to her. She was the lowest foreign slave and did not even have the right to drink a cup of hot water.
Here some people are noble, and some are lowly. For noble people, everything is noble, and for lowly people, everything is low.
She clenched the cup in her hand, feeling a cold feeling on her fingertips. After a long time, she drank the cup with her hand. The water flowed into several throats, which stung and hurt.
After drinking a cup, she shuddered, put down the cup in her hand, but held her hand tightly, "Okay, Lotte, you are full, let's go to work." She smiled slightly, with a long
Her eyelashes flickered from time to time, and there were two deep pits on her cheeks. Even without her hair, even though her whole body looked embarrassed, her face was still very beautiful and small,
Weak, with a kind of heart-wrenching beauty.
Angelo walked into a room. There was warm light in the room. He sat down on the sofa on the side, and in front of the desk, there was a mature man who was looking at documents.
"Angelo, will your guest be in trouble?" The man did not raise his head, but just looked at the document in his hand.
"It's over. I'm asked to do this kind of thing every day. I don't even have time to go on a date." He also doesn't have time to go find her. Of course, he can only say this in his own heart.
He knows that what his brother hates the most is his personality, but he is naturally playful, and this kind of business is too repressive, which happens to not be what he likes, but he has to do it.
"That's your duty," the man's voice was cold for a long time, and Angelo just raised his eyebrows, "Andrew, my eldest brother, I saw that man today."
He leaned his back on the soft sofa in boredom, and then the man raised his head. He looked almost three-thirds of Angelo, but he was much more mature than he looked.
"Really?" He put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and then stood up, "What kind of person is that?" He has been busy recently, so he doesn't care about his sister's affairs with that man.
, he just heard about it, but he didn't really get in touch with that man.
"He, the ordinary one cannot be more ordinary," Angelo glanced at the corner of his mouth in boredom. What does it mean to be ordinary? Can someone who can squeeze his hand still hurt be called ordinary?
"Really?" Andrew raised the corners of his lips in disbelief. He believed in Winnie's vision, even if he didn't believe hers, but what kind of man must he be to be recognized by his mother?
of place.
"Yes, brother, let that man go quickly. It's not suitable for him to stay here. Besides, I don't think he has anything to match Winnie," Angelo persuaded Angelo again.
De Lie.
"Okay, let's talk about this later, I still have a lot of work to do," Andrew waved his hand, okay, he can see it himself, but just listen to what he said, that's impossible.
He desperately needed someone to help him. Is that man Yin Sa? Putting down the pen in his hand, he began to think that maybe he really needed to ask someone to help him.
He should go meet that person.
As for this younger brother, he couldn't count on him. He shook his head in annoyance and looked at the pile of information on the table. He was tired, really tired.
Seeing the troubled look on Andrew's face, Angelo had no choice but to close his mouth. It seemed that he wanted to have a good time at night to be worthy of himself.
He stood up and walked out directly. His eldest brother wouldn't hold him back anyway. Compared to him, Angelo was obviously much more relaxed. However, compared to ordinary people, he still had to feel that he
There are many people who are restrained, which is very miserable.
He walked out and stretched out his hand to block his eyes. When did the sun become so dazzling? In fact, he was wrong. It was not the sun that was dazzling, but the fact that he stayed in the room for too long. So, for a moment,
It just doesn't fit.
He put his hands in his pockets, and then walked outside. Everyone saluted him, a standard palace salute, which allowed his heart to gain some balance.
He walked very fast, but when he saw a certain person, he stopped again and waited for a long time before turning in another direction.
It's him, he seems to have gone out, so he can find out what this man's identity is.
Pushing the door open, he took a look first and found that there was really no one inside. Very good, really good. He walked in swaggeringly. This is the palace, their territory. He just came to see this man.
Who is he? This is for the safety of the royal family, so he is not considered a trespasser.
Looking at this room, the floor-to-ceiling windows are nearly two meters high. The floor is covered with a hand-made semi-hair rug. There is a bottle of fresh perfume lily on the table, which is white. The whole room seems to have a special smell, no,
It's not the smell, it just feels like the air here seems to be much fresher than other rooms.