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Chapter 138 Andrew is back

Life is so beautiful. No matter what she has experienced now, she believes that she will live and see her family. Her brother calls her little boy, and she has always been good.

Mom and Dad only have her as their daughter, and her brother has only her as his little boy. If she dies, they will be sad and lose.

How could she do such a naughty thing.

Hers is made of flesh, not iron. She will also feel pain, pain, and sadness. However, she does not want so many people who love her to be sad and miserable.

She clenched her fingers, then loosened them, letting the sunlight that finally passed through the window fall on her body. It was gone for a while, only a few minutes. She stood up holding on to the wall and lifted her head.

I lifted my toes and looked at everything outside. The leaves seemed to be growing bigger. Spring was getting closer. No, it should be spring already.

Her lips curved up, and she stretched out her hand, with a warm feeling in her hand. If the sun was gone, she would look for it. If she really couldn't find it, then she would wait by herself.

Waiting for tomorrow, every day will be like this.

She didn't know when Angelo would let her go, nor when she could go out.

But, she knew that she didn't want to die, she wanted to live.

She stretched out her hand vigorously, and the scars on her face were really shocking.

When she sat down and buried her head in her knees, it was really quiet here. She was really scared as every minute and every second passed by.

She opened her sour eyes and looked around. Her green eyes changed color slightly and seemed to be clearer. Then all the light disappeared in an instant again.

A private plane parked at a dedicated airport. Men all in black suits stood around the airport, looking carefully at everything outside, their faces full of alertness.

A man stepped off the plane, his steps were very steady on the ground, and he strode towards the car that picked him up. The car turned on, but those who wanted to be a king were disappointed.

And return.

Andrew took off the sunglasses on his face and breathed in this familiar air, which made his tired face shine with a kind of brilliance. No matter how wonderful the outside world is, it is actually better here.

His country, his family, and his life.

The car stopped, he got out, and then took off the glasses on his face. It didn't change at all. It seemed like half a month had passed since he left. I don't know how they are doing now, and of course the little one.

Lotte.

Surprisingly, during the half month he was outside, he thought most about her. That cute little girl was cleaning the floor again. She was so serious every day. Actually, it didn't matter.

, the floor is already very clean, there is no need to wipe it like that, otherwise it may scratch the floor.

He walked very quickly, and people on both sides saluted him. He nodded in agreement, always so peaceful. He walked to his palace, where the Queen Mother was already waiting for him.

We haven’t seen each other for half a month. It would be a lie to say that I don’t want to. Although he is a little disobedient, it is undeniable that he is a qualified king. He is not a very good son, and he does not like Angelo to please her.

Like it, but he is the most suitable person to sit on this throne.

Angelo just smiled, but the smile was a little unnatural. Winnie stood aside, looking at the brother who had been gone for half a month, with some moisture in her eyes.

She has a lot to say to him, and a lot of grievances to say to him. Here, she has the best relationship with her eldest brother. They were born to the same mother. However, Andrew is upright and Winnie is simple, so

, the relationship between the two of them has always been very good.

As for Angelo's character, she is more like the Empress Dowager, full of ambition and scheming.

"Mother, I'm back," he stepped forward and kissed the Empress Dowager on the cheek. The Empress Dowager smiled and nodded. Just come back. Let's have a good meal as a family in the evening to celebrate your return.

No need for the banquet. You are also very tired.

The Empress Dowager patted Andrew on the shoulder, and Andrew looked at her hand, nodded, and looked at Angelo again when she left.

"Brother, you don't need to look at me. I haven't done anything recently. You should know all the news in the palace. I rarely go out recently."

Angelo knew what Andrew was looking at and thinking about, but it disappointed him. He really rarely did bad things recently.

Andrew pursed his lips and said lightly, "That's good, Angelo, when you grow up, you should also have some sense of responsibility."

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his forehead and walked off. He was really tired just after getting off the plane. He was right. Everything in this palace was under his control. Naturally, he also knew that he

I haven’t done anything big recently, every day is still the same as before.

It's just a little change, and that's enough. He doesn't need him to be any good. He just hopes that he won't always cause trouble for him. Otherwise, he will be the one who suffers in the future.

Walking back to his room, he took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom. After taking a shower, he walked out, but sat on the sofa and took out the book he had not finished reading on the plane.

Information, he frowned, always feeling that their country has been a little strange recently. The economy was in constant turmoil a few days ago, but now it has suddenly improved. It seems that someone is doing this deliberately.

He put down the information in his hand. No matter what, it would be nice to be able to recover now, and he could relax a bit. At that time, he made every decision very carefully, and of course he was very tired.

He closed his eyes slightly and leaned his head on the sofa. The fatigue of many days finally made him unable to hold on any longer.

His hands were still on the table, but he had already fallen asleep.

The door was opened from the outside, and a maid walked in. After seeing the man on the sofa, she quickly took a blanket from the bed and covered him carefully.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief. If the king caught a cold, she would not feel comfortable.

"Lotte..." Although the maid's movements were very gentle, he was obviously awake from his light sleep. He opened his eyes and saw an extremely young little girl.

"Lotte, it's nice to meet you." After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes again, his even breathing continued, but his brows and eyes were much more relaxed.

The little maid blinked her eyes. She was very young, only about ten years old.

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