【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

As the last "big man" fell from power, the golden mola poured into Zhidong's treasury and was distributed to the people. The name "Chisu" became famous in Zhidong.

The girl finally got the opportunity she wanted.

"A large cloak?"

Pantalone was a little confused when she heard the girl's request.

It is reasonable to ask that the photos not be released, but to deliberately hide one's appearance in front of the gods of a country is a bit over the top.

However, their relationship is just a pure partnership now, so even if they are surprised, they cannot have any objection to her reasonable request:

"My people will bring it to you when they pick you up tomorrow. Do you want a white one?"

The girl had no idea about the color of the cloak and just nodded:

"Thank you, and don't forget what you promised me."

Ensure her personal safety within Solstice territory.

Pantalone chuckled:

"Don't worry, my lady, there is no safer place than the Queen's palace in the winter."

That's why I'm worried.

Pantalone took off his glasses, took out a piece of silk from his chest, and brushed off the dust on the surface of the lenses with his thumb:

"Even if something unexpected happens tomorrow, my people will be outside the palace."

"It seems that Dotore's slice at Solstice will be around tomorrow."

Pantalone put the lenses to her mouth and blew on them gently, smoothed the thin chain, and finally put on the glasses slowly:

"So, are you relieved, Miss?"

"Well," the girl looked at Pantalone's movements, then cast her gaze out the window and let out an imperceptible sigh, "Probably."

In addition to the fools, Pantalone also has another group of people.

This group of people directly take orders from Pantalone, which is also an important reason why Pantalone can remain the richest man in the winter.

As for those slices of Dottore—

Although one is competing against the other, fortunately, the fundamental interests are the same.

Still, it's not foolproof.

But the girl couldn't find a third party power.

Pantalone didn't stay long. After he left, the girl let go of the tension on her back.

So smooth.

Time passed so quickly, she hadn't even fully figured out where to start talking to the Queen.

She wasn't even sure that the "mother" she blurted out after meeting the Queen tomorrow was still an honorific.

The girl's anxious mood affected "Death" and Duoyun. They leaned on the girl on the left and right, trying to calm the girl's emotions.

"Is everything okay?"

"Well, it's okay."

The girl lowered her eyes - in her hands were Diluc's letter of recommendation and Pantalone's letter of commendation.

"Death" and Duoyun have been entrusted to Dotore by her, and Dotore also promised that no matter what happened, he would not let any accident happen to them.

It seemed like everything had been arranged, just waiting for her to come to an end for it all.

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The cloak is big enough and can cover most of the girl's face once the hat is put on, but the hem is a bit too long.

"Do you want to change it?"

Pantalone asked.

The girl looked at the hem that almost tripped her and nodded:

"But will it be too late to find someone now?"

"No, I'm quick."

Then I saw Pantalone take out a set of needlework and scissors from somewhere.

Cutting fabric and sealing edges in one go.

"what?"

The girl was wearing a well-fitting cloak, and her shoulders were shaking uncontrollably. It was obvious that she was having a hard time suppressing her laughter.

There was nothing unusual on Pantalone's face, but she calmly handed over the needle, thread, and sight to the fools who didn't dare to raise their heads:

"It's just the special talents of some Liyue people."

Ok?

Doesn't it sound like Liyue's name when he said "Pantaronie" before he still held a grudge against her?

I don't know why, but after thinking about this, the girl felt even funnier, and she even laughed out loud without holding back.

"Thank you."

It snows all year round in winter, but it seems to be especially heavy today. The girl just raised her eyes to look at the sky, and she was almost mesmerized.

"Be careful."

Pantalone held out a hand from the carriage, and the girl held it up in a dignified manner and climbed onto the carriage.

Pantalone seems to be extra gentle today, and even the conversation with "Dotore" in the morning was not sinister or arrogant.

For some reason, the girl always felt a little weird, but now her mind was filled with the meeting with her mother, and she no longer had any extra thoughts to delve into it.

The "rich man" didn't seem to have any objection to the girl's silence, but instead let a deeper smile creep into his slightly opened eyes under the lenses.

This is--

Created by God?

There was silence in the palace, and the palace door was wide open, but even so, the light could not fill the entire space.

At least the face of the woman sitting high on the throne was completely covered by darkness.

The executives stood twice in silence, heads hung—

Those who knew it said it was a commendation meeting, but those who didn't know it thought the court had already begun and were waiting for the prisoners to enter.

This is the first scene the girl saw when she got out of the car.

She tried her best to look deeper, but still couldn't see the face clearly.

“Miss ‘Chisu’, why don’t you leave?”

The "rich man" got out of the car and extended his hand to the girl.

I don't know why, but the girl stayed there and didn't move.

Snowflakes fell one by one on the open palms of the "rich man", slowly melting on the black gloves, and then were replaced by the next piece of white.

It was strange, the energy in her chest was beating violently, as if it was about to break through her chest and escape.

but!

but--

Already come this far.

The girl stretched out her hand, curled her fingers in mid-air, and looked up at the huge castle.

Even if you really can't come out, are you ready?

The girl closed her eyes, exhaled a breath, tightened the hood that was slightly blown open by the wind, opened her hand, and placed it on Pantalone's hand.

The solemn music floated behind the girl, pushing her forward.

The "rich man" walked into the palace with a slightly forceful movement. The moment he stepped on the threshold with his back foot, the heavy door slowly closed, letting out a majestic low groan, and there seemed to be a burst of aura. On the girl's back.

It was as if a giant hammer had hit the girl's heart.

Now, there is no retreat.

The door was tightly closed, and only a huge crystal lamp overhead reflected a pitifully weak light.

The girl had never felt that her steps were so heavy, but the inexplicable anticipation in her heart kept urging her to move forward.

Pantalone, like the girl, is the target of this commendation.

A huge red carpet leads directly to the throne.

On the left and right sides, there were four executive officers standing on each side.

Except Pantalone was by her side, I heard that Mo Xi was on a mission in another country.

There is another one, the girl doesn’t know where he is.

The girl looked away.

Based on this calculation, there were too many people there.

The girl's hand on the cloak tightened.

In her opinion, a commendation of this scale is not enough to mobilize all executive officers.

Could it be that--

The girl quietly raised her eyelids and looked at the throne on the steps.

The hood blocked most of her sight; but similarly, others didn't know where she was looking.

Could it be that you know I'm back?

mother.