Chapter 126 The King is Missing
Huo Sang pointed at Pei Xiangwan in awkward Chinese. She moved carefully and stopped not too far from Pei Xiangwan.
"You..." She was stuck, or she didn't know how to say it, Pei Xiangwan continued in Italian.
"Princess, you can speak Italian to me."
In order to communicate better, Pei Xiangwan practiced Italian hard before coming here. Perhaps because of his quick thinking, he learned it very smoothly.
Hawthorne's eyes lit up for a moment, but soon she frowned again and shook her head in distress.
Pei Xiangwan didn't understand what Huo Sang wanted to express. It was not right for her to leave, nor was it right for her not to leave.
I went to the garden initially for inspiration, but then I heard some roaring and thought something was happening, so I rushed over to eat the melons. The result was…
The dead silence didn't last long, and the maid came forward to coax them.
"Princess, you should go and rest. It's time to take your medicine."
When it came to taking medicine, Hawthorne's originally rosy face turned pale.
"I don't want to take medicine. Mother is the one who needs it."
The maid winked at the other maid standing beside her, and the two of them stepped forward to support Huo Sang. No matter what Huo Sang said, they pulled her forward, and the helplessness in her eyes drifted towards Pei Xiangwan.
But the maid left quickly and said, "Princess, you need to drink the medicine to get better."
The figure gradually blurred until it disappeared.
They are clearly members of the royal family, so why is the princess like this? Is it because the princess is soft-hearted? Pei Xiangwan thought, naturally not taking it seriously, and she set out on the road of looking for inspiration again.
King Allen told her that Hawthorne liked white feathers, so this kind of necklace must have feathers, and Pei Xiangwan could decide the shape herself.
So she walked towards the unfamiliar road, stepping on the soil and stones, listening to the music of the creek and the birds. The strange thing was that although there were many birds, she only found black feathers after walking for a long time along the road. Judging from the color and luster, it was a crow.
“Are crows the only ones that shed their feathers…?”
Pei Xiangwan muttered while pinching the feather. At this time, the sun was showing signs of setting, and she had to hurry back. She dropped the black feather and returned the same way.
I didn't gain anything today, but I did see a lot of scenery.
…
Back in the palace, as usual, there had to be someone around to eat, and it was still just her and Alan eating. Occasionally, Alan would say a few words to her, but because he was gentle and loved to laugh, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"You've worked hard today. Anyway, the design time is two months, so it's not difficult for a smart person like you. Go get some rest early."
Pei Xiangwan replied, "Thank you. I will do my best."
The crescent moon was looming. Pei Xiangwan didn't have the habit of taking a walk after dinner and planned to go back to his room.
But she suddenly stopped in front of the door. She clearly remembered that she had closed the door tightly, but now it was open a little.
It was obvious that someone had been to her room. Pei Xiangwan pushed open the door to see if her things had been moved. The moment she opened the door, she saw the culprit sitting quietly on the chair, as if waiting for someone.
"You're here."
The curtains were not drawn, and the bright white moon floated in the sky like a Kongming lantern. Pei Xiangwan could see the man clearly with its light.
It's Hawthorne.
Then why come to her room? It's not on the same floor.
"Do you believe in witchcraft?"
No matter how good Pei Xiangwan's temper was, she didn't like strangers entering her room and bringing up irrelevant topics, so her tone was not very good.
"I'm sorry, but that's beyond my comprehension, Princess."
Hawthorne chuckled and looked at her, his green eyes as deep as a green lake.
"Design is important and can't be boring. If there really was witchcraft, would you be afraid? And it's right next to you."
Pei Xiangwan said without thinking, "I haven't seen it, so it's half and half."
“Oh, you’re so boring…”
Hawthorne stopped talking, the rapid ringing of the phone interrupting the conversation, she said.
"I think I should go now, but I'm glad you came. I'll come again, but only at night."
She smiled sadly and walked away with her skirt lifted. Only the ringing of the bell remained in the dark room.
Jiang Shiyuan missed Pei Xiangwan so much that the ringing sounded again right after it stopped. Pei Xiangwan didn't have time to think before answering the video call.
"It's so dark there."
"I just came back and haven't had time to turn on the light." As she said that, she turned on the light and walked straight to the edge of the bed and sat down.
“So slow to answer…”
Jiang Shiyuan's mumbling was too soft for Pei Xiangwan to hear clearly, so he asked.
"What did Jiang Jiang say? I didn't hear it clearly. Can you say it again?"
Jiang Shiyuan was a little unhappy, but thinking that it was normal for Pei Xiangwan to be busy, he suppressed his anger and shouted.
"You're too slow this time."
"There won't be a next time."
"snort."
Jiang Shiyuan really responds to gentle coaxing. He wasn't angry to begin with, and now he feels as sweet as if he's been soaked in a honey pot.
…
Over the next few days, Pei Xiangwan video-called the little fox every night. She was surprised to find that the little fox had become much more well-behaved and no longer asked her to say strange things to play with her.
And Hawthorne never looked for her since that time. In the huge palace, apart from the busy and selfless servants, there were only her and Allen.
I thought everything would remain peaceful, but unexpectedly, three days later, Alan disappeared and no one in the palace cared.
The wind was howling that day, with no scent of flowers. Pei Xiangwan smelled the scent of soil, and it was undoubtedly going to rain. It rained for several days in a row as if as a punishment.
The crows cried as they flew deep into the forest, and the flickering lightning made the palace look extremely eerie.
Logically, everything would be paralyzed if the master didn't see it, but the servants were busy as usual, but they had smiles on their faces.
It was like the sudden joy of bright sunshine after a few days of rain. Their indifferent expressions made Pei Xiangwan unable to help but step forward and ask.
“The King…”
Before she could finish her question, the maid continued, "The king is traveling. He said that the princess is with him, so he won't be back for a while."
After the two bowed to Pei Xiangwan, they turned around and went about their own business. Pei Xiangwan stood there in a daze, feeling something was amiss.
"It's been raining heavily these past few days. Are you in such a good mood?"
But think about it, Allen's character is reasonable.
…
Time slowly moved to dinner time, and Pei Xiangwan met the queen for the first time, whom he had never met before.
The other person was dignified, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Hawthorne was a carbon copy of her, but her soft face lacked vitality.
"Oh, Miss Pei, do you also think my mother is beautiful?"
When Pei Xiangwan heard the voices, she noticed that the seat where Allen usually sat had become Hawthorne's.
Although he also had blond hair and blue eyes, Hawthorne was a blazing fire, exuding danger. Pei Xiangwan shook his head slightly, thinking that he was worrying too much.
"The princess and the queen look alike."
Huo Sang gestured for Pei Xiangwan to sit back in her seat. They had a rule not to talk while eating, and the rules were often the strictest for women.
Before all the dishes were laid out, Hawthorne looked up and stared at Pei Xiangwan and said.
“Time is alive. Only by spending more effort can we create perfection.”
Pei Xiangwan happened to want to ask more questions, but the dishes were already served, so she had to give up. At this time, the sound of the knife hitting and rubbing against the plate was particularly clear.
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