He gently pulled out his hair with his fingers, and raised the corners of his lips slightly. If you look at his appearance alone, he is really a prince of this country, but on the inside, he is cruel beyond imagination.
"Mommy, you're looking for me," he smiled unnaturally, because she rarely came here to look for her.
"Angelo, where is the little maid you asked for a few days ago?" The Queen Mother looked at the slightly confused breath on her son's face and already knew what he was doing just now.
No wonder Andrew was disappointed in him, and even she was going to be disappointed in him too.
"Her?" The smile on Angelo's face fell immediately, "Mommy, why are you asking about this? Didn't you agree to give her to me?"
"Angelo, he belongs to your eldest brother. You don't know that your eldest brother has been locked up for many days now. He doesn't care about anything. If this continues, this country will not know what chaos it will become.
Look."
The Empress Dowager looked at her unfulfilled son angrily. If he had been half as good as Andrew, she wouldn't be in such a dilemma now. Doesn't she know how much Angelo weighs?
"Mommy," Angelo was stunned for a moment. He had heard about this matter, but he didn't pay it much attention because his eldest brother was very patriotic. He always did things in a strict manner. He thought he was just
He was tired and didn't expect such a thing to happen. He grabbed his hair and looked at that woman.
"Angelo, did you touch that woman?" After she asked, she felt that her question was in vain. With Angelo's character, how could he let that woman go?
Angelo shook his head stiffly, he hadn't touched it yet, but...
"Hand over that maid," Huang Tai's face immediately calmed down upon hearing this. She had never worried about anyone, but this time, she really hoped that she could live well.
There is no need to compare a maid with her country.
"But Mommy, she can't hand it over," Angelo said after a long time, and the hand he placed on his side was tightly held. The woman has become like that now, if things are really like Mommy
As he said, Andrew values this little girl so much that if he sees her like she is now, he doesn't know what to do to him. So, absolutely not.
"Why?" The Queen Mother looked at Angelo strangely. Since she didn't touch it, why didn't she hand it over yet.
"This..." Angelo was still thinking about how to answer, so now he could only remain silent.
"Angelo, you can have anything you want, but this maid must be returned to your brother." The Empress Dowager's voice continued, and Angelo raised his head.
"Mommy, she's dead, I can't hand her over," he also wanted to hand her over.
There was a snap, and there was a fingerprint on the left side of Angelo's face. He was hit to the side of the face, and he stretched out his hand to gently caress his face, looking at the woman in front of him in disbelief.
His mother actually beat her, and he beat her. He had never been beaten since he was a child, and this was the first time.
"Angelo, you really disappoint me," the empress dowager looked at her son in front of her, she was really mad at him. She gave him a living person, but he actually gave her a corpse.
, how could she give this to Andrew.
After saying that, she turned around and stepped heavily on the ground, as if stepping on Angelo's heart.
He kept standing there, his face turning from green to white, then from white to red, and finally turned into a touch of black. His fingers touched his face lightly, and the corners of his lips stretched a little.
Beat him, that's good. Beat him, and you're disappointed in him. Andrew is disappointed in him, and she is disappointed in him. Isn't everyone disappointed in him?
He will let them see who is the real king.
He turned around and walked outside. That little girl really caused him trouble. He was in an extremely bad mood now.
The door was pushed open, and Lotte raised her eyes. Her small face was pale and without any blood. The scar on her face made her appearance unclear.
It's like a centipede crawling on her face, which makes people feel sick. She is ugly now, really ugly.
When she saw Angelo, her body couldn't help but shrink back.
Angelo stepped forward and kicked her leg in disgust, "Little girl. I'm here to see you. What kind of face are you putting on?" All the previous liking and interest disappeared with that face.
And disappearing, he no longer has any patience for her.
But Lotte just bit her pale and bloodless lips slightly and shrank her legs.
Angelo squatted down and looked at the ruined face in front of him. He didn't even want to look at it now. It was really disgusting.
"Little girl, you inflicted one on yourself." His fingers slid across the wound on Lotte's face. A flash of panic flashed in Lotte's eyes, and there were bursts of pain on her face, because, Angelo
He had already begun to pinch her face, and the wound that was not healed was forced to bleed again, staining her little face red.
"Little girl, I will give you one more time and it will be perfect."
He stood up, and then several people came in, holding a stove in their hands. Lotte huddled tightly. Angelo walked over and took out a hot stove that had been baked.
iron.
Lotte clenched her hands tightly, her body trembling continuously.
"Little girl, in our country, slaves are private property, and there is another kind of slave that is the lowest, and that is the runaway slave. If a slave betrays his master and does something, then his master
He will use this to leave a mark on her body, and this slave will be a slave for life. He will live without any dignity, will be trampled on by everyone, and scolded by everyone until the day he dies.
"
"Little girl, you have made me suffer a lot, so this is the new identity I will give you."
This is the first time she has resisted him like this, ruining his favorite face, ruining his revenge, and even letting Zeng Jin's mother who loved him the most beat him. He will take care of everything.
Give it all back to her.
Lotte stepped back from time to time, her voice stuck in her throat, and only the whining sound kept coming, but it could not stop Angelo's footsteps getting closer and closer.
In such a dark place... Soon a little girl's miserable cry came out, which made people feel inexplicably sad.
Angelo put down his hand, looked at the unconscious girl on the ground, and just sneered. She was already dead anyway, whether alive or dead, she was still a dead person.
He dropped what he was holding, clapped his hands, and then walked out.