[Daughter of the Sea] English Fairy Tale

The carriage drove Isis all the way back to Hudsonburg. When she got off the carriage, she interrupted the maid's salute and asked, "Excuse me, where is Mrs. Andrea?"

"The Duchess said that if you come back, I will invite you to her room immediately, princess." Maid A bowed her head and replied respectfully.

"Thank you." Isis held her skirt and looked at the coat in her hand with some embarrassment, "Uh, can you please take it back to my room?"

"Yes, Princess Isis." Maid B excitedly took over the coat. This beautiful British princess treats everyone with gentleness and courtesy, even servants like herself. "Jones is happy to serve you."

"There is still trouble to tell Emma for me, let her help me organize my black box, the book I want is there." Isis continued under the maid's enthusiastic eyes.

"Okay, princess." Jones took the coat and left quickly.

Well, why is my right eyelid twitching so much today?The girl curled her lips, wiped away the bad premonition in her heart, turned around and walked towards the duchess' room.

After finally getting to the door of the room, just as she was about to push the door, the door was opened from the inside. Isis couldn’t dodge in time. When she saw that she was about to touch the ground tragically, she suddenly supported her with both hands in time, and followed the trend He held the person in his arms.

"Long time no see." A clear male voice came from the top of the head, with a faint scent of roses lingering in the nose, "Your way of meeting is really unique, Isis."

"What's going on? Oh, my God——Cesar, you put her down quickly." Mrs. Andrea's surprised voice came from behind the door.

"Why are you here?" Isis stood firm and looked at the handsome man in front of her in doubt. "Can anyone explain the current situation to me?"

"I can explain, but Isis, can you remove your shoes from my feet first?" César looked helplessly at the blank expression on the girl's face.

"I sent some refreshments, maybe we can chat while eating, what do you think?" Mrs. Andrea suggested gently.

There is a soft European-style armchair under him, and in front of him are refreshments that seem to whet the appetite. The man on the opposite side is holding the teacup elegantly, savoring the desserts on the table, "Ms. Andrea, you The craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"Sycophant." The girl rolled her eyes indecently and muttered.

"Cesar, it's not that you made Aunt Liya rush me back." Isis asked dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter with calling me back in a hurry, but now I'm eating with you! Also, You haven't explained how you came to Denmark?"

"Isis, your reaction is really sad." César raised his eyebrows, got up and walked to Isis, and handed her the neatly folded letter, "Queen Helen asked me to give it to you."

"What did Helen say?" Mrs. Lia looked at Isis suspiciously and frowned as she read the letter.

"It's nothing. My mother said that everything is fine with them, but she just misses me very much and hopes that I can return to China soon. She also prepared a small surprise for me." The letter was not long, and Isis handed the letter to Ann after reading it. Mrs. Delia.Surprises are all floating clouds, and the key is to deal with the sender first. Isis looked at the word "surprise" clearly marked on the letter and silently ignored it. "Aunt Liya, I want to have a private chat with Earl Cesare..."

Although she was a little puzzled, Mrs. Andrea suppressed her doubts and said considerately: "Okay. Let's talk first. I'll clean up the residence for the Earl."

After finishing speaking, the door was gently closed.For a moment, the only silence in the dimly lit room was the sound of breathing.The afterglow of the sun had also slowly set, and the flickering candlelight brought faint light to the room. Isis got up impatiently and prepared to light a few more candles.However, just as the foot touched the ground, a sharp pain came clearly from the condyles of the ankle.

"hiss--"

"What's going on?" The man who was standing next to him frowned and quickly squatted down.Then he brushed away the obstructing skirt corners, only to see Lao Gao whose originally slender condyles were already swollen.Gently pressing the wound with your fingers, with a bad tone, "It's so swollen, when did you get hurt?"

"It was fine before, probably when I first entered the door... Hiss, be gentle."

The slender fingers touching the wound brought a cool feeling, the soft black hair drooped to cover the man's eyes, only the tall nose bridge and the graceful chin could be seen.

Isis didn't care about the pain in her foot, she propped her chin and said dissatisfiedly, "It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have sprained my foot."

"Also, you haven't answered my previous question. How did you come to Denmark?"

The man stood up, leaned forward, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "That's all you want to know, um—" The long ending sound disappeared into the air, and even the air became charming in an instant.

The warm breath rushed towards her, and Isis couldn't help leaning closer to the back of the chair, and said in a panic, "You...why are you so close."

"I miss you very much, Isis." The whisper in my ear was as soft as a sigh, but it was clearly audible, "I wanted to see you, so I came here."

"Ba——" the nerve line called reason in the brain was broken.

Finally, after the doctor took care of her wound, Isis lay on the big soft bed and casually flipped through the poetry collection in front of her, but her expression seemed a little absent-minded.

Because the news of her injury spread in Hudsonburg, a group of people, including the queen of Denmark, came to condolences.By the way, Isis apologized to Prince Angus who came to see her—her feet were so swollen that she couldn't be his dance partner.Prince Angus, who has always been gentle, just told her to recover from her injuries and not to worry about other things, and then left.As for the culprit who caused her physical and mental trauma, as long as Isis thought of him, Isis couldn't help but feel the urge to beat someone up.

"My dear child, what are you thinking? Are your feet still hurting?" Mrs. Andrea walked to the bed and asked softly, "How could you be so careless? Helen would be worried again if she knew... "

"Aunt Liya, César—" Isis looked up and closed the poetry collection, "I can't understand him more and more."

"He is a good boy. It's just that for César, the unpleasant childhood experience is his lingering shadow, and his mother..." Mrs. Andrea sighed softly, "Old Earl Visa He felt guilty about his mother, but the attitude of Agnes and Allen made him very embarrassed..."

It was not the first time for Isis to hear about César's mother, but she only knew that this London woman, who was famous for her beauty, died in the end.Now hearing Mrs. Andrea's words, Isis can't help but flirt in her heart. The old Earl of Visa, Cesare's mother and Countess Agnes, this is obviously a bloody love triangle. I really didn't expect to see it. The incomparably upright Earl of Visa was also impulsive when he was young.However, all of this has nothing to do with her, now César is obviously eyeing her QAQ.Thinking of myself as a good young man in my previous life, I finally graduated from college, and belched before I had time to enjoy life.

Well, she also admitted that, at least she was able to wear clothes without worrying about food and clothing, she was consummated.But she didn't want any bamboo horses at all. Sure enough, she shouldn't have helped that young lady named César for the sake of beauty, but now that "retribution" came, Isis silently shed tears in her heart TT, she still Can you achieve your highest life goal of eating and waiting to die?

Seeing Isis's fugue, Mrs. Andrea thought she was tired, "Rest early and recuperate obediently. César and I will help you with the rest."

"Well, you should go to bed early too, good night." The girl came back to her senses and responded obediently.But in her heart, she has turned nine times and eighteen times. As the saying goes, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and there will be a tall one to support it when the sky falls... She doesn't believe that she can't beat a man with a combined age of more than 30 in her previous life. the ancients.

Outside the door, César leaned against the wall with his head lowered, "Ma'am, is there anything you can do to find me so late?"

"Cesar, I have something to ask you." Andrea emphasized her tone for the first time. It was about Isis, and she needed to clarify some issues.

Seeing the worried expression of the young man in front of him looking at the closed door, Andrea sighed silently, "Eve has already fallen asleep, come with me." After speaking, she walked forward first.

Looking back at the closed door, César followed without hesitation.