Hearing Xiaolan's silence, the maid hurriedly asked, "Is there any problem?"
"No...it's nothing," Xiaolan replied first, "Thank you for your hard work."
"fine……"
"Um..." At this time, the strange maid's muttering sounded from a little distance away. Xiaolan heard the red-haired maid quickly move back to the guarding position, "Um... what are you talking about?"
"No," the red-haired maid pretended to be stupid, "Are you dreaming?"
"Well...it seems...I seem to be really dreaming..."
"What did you dream about?"
"..."
The two people at the door started talking, and Xiaolan tiptoed back to the corner, stroking the smooth cover of the historical book.
The black plate blended into the darkness, and Xiaolan raised the cold porcelain to her nose and smelled it.
There doesn't seem to be any special smell.
If it were Baomu, there might be some mysterious discoveries.
Who put this plate in the book?
If that person really intended to give this plate to him, then at least that person must know Xiaolan's plan.
Besides the little maid, does anyone else know that they want to get this book?
There was a hint of gloom in Xiaolan's heart.
Could it be... the little maid is lying?
Xiaolan's movements were delayed for a moment.
Although he said that the only person he could trust was the little maid, for safety reasons, he really couldn't trust her completely blindly.
Full of entanglement and confusion, Xiaolan gradually fell into a sleep that she was not even aware of.
Therefore, when the world in front of her suddenly became brighter, Xiaolan thought it was dawn.
Then she heard a cry.
The muffled voice didn't seem to come from around him, but from... within his own body.
Xiaolan took a breath of air and opened her eyes.
she gasped.
I was lying on a soft bed, with snow-white bed curtains and soft sunlight in front of me.
It's like...
She tilted her head.
It is the master bedroom of the castle.
How can I...
It wasn't until his body started to move that Xiaolan realized that he was dreaming.
Judging from this familiar feeling, Xiaolan saw someone else's experience through dreams.
Who is it?
He sat up awkwardly, lowered his head, and touched his belly with his right hand.
Xiaolan was shocked by her big belly.
Why is this belly so big? !
"Madam!..." A petite figure hurried over from the other side of the bed, "You're awake, madam, please be careful..."
The young girl in maid uniform quickly helped Xiaolan up and walked to the dressing table with heavy steps.
"Ah..." I smiled to myself and straightened my hair on my temples in front of the mirror, "It's so swollen, it seems like my face has been deformed."
The face in the mirror looked exactly like Lily's face twenty years from now.
This is the experience of Lily Morven IX, who is now Lily's mother.
Is it Lily or Moses who is pregnant in her belly at this time?
"Mother!" A crisp call sounded from the door, "Mother! You're awake!..."
Moses, who was about two or three years old, ran in from the door, laughing and holding his hand.
Looking at the innocent appearance of this little boy, Xiaolan sighed in his heart.
The one in his belly was Lily.
Lily who brought death to her mother.
But what was that cry just now?
"Wow!……"
Just as he was thinking about it, the sound originating from his body rang again.
His body held Moses in his arms, and he chatted affectionately with his son and the maid, as if he didn't hear the cry at all.
Is it Lily crying in her belly?
The familiar dining bell suddenly rang downstairs.
He gently patted Moses who was lying on his mother's belly and said, "Good boy, Moses, it's time for us to go down and have breakfast."
"Well..." Moses' big, bright and clear eyes blinked and said motionless, "Mother, I seemed to hear my sister's voice."
He smiled to himself, tilted his head and said, "What did my sister say?"
Moses raised his head and said seriously, "I didn't hear it clearly, but I think my sister might want to say something to me!"
He exchanged a loving look with the maid beside him and said slowly, "My sister must want to tell you that when she is born, Brother Moses will love Sister Lily."
"I will definitely do it!" Moses raised his hand high, "Moses must be the person who likes Lily the most! Moses will meet all Lily's requests! Lily can get any toy from me that she wants!"
The three people came downstairs.
Yrel stood at the dining table waiting for them. Before everyone sat down to eat, he called Yrel in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Is there no letter from Wimbledon today?"
Yrel shook his head in embarrassment, but quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, madam. Sir will be back in two days. He may have left Wimbledon now, so naturally he won't be able to send the letter."
He nodded lonely.
So Mr. Malvern is not at the manor now.
The days of pregnancy were not easy. Even though Xiaolan was just living in this body, she still felt the weight and fatigue of the owner of the body.
At night, I was lying on this huge bed, holding a book in my hand, but staring blankly out of the window.
I am worried.
Xiaolan seemed to know what Lily Mowen was worried about, but she didn't seem to know.
According to the history of the Morven family, since Lily Morven already knew that she was giving birth to the next Lily Morven, she should also know that she was about to die because of Lily's birth, right?
But she didn't seem to be worried about that.
He put the book next to the pillow and stretched out his hand to stroke his belly silently.
What is she worried about?
"Lily..." she murmured, "you must be an ordinary child..."
Xiaolan understood.
Maybe it was the special connection between mother and daughter. Lily Morven had a premonition about Lily's psychic ability that spanned ten generations.
As if in response to her prayer, Lily in her belly cried loudly again.
But Lily Morven didn't hear it.
She lay down.
Not long after, Xiaolan saw Lily Morven's dream.
She was wading in the middle of a dark pool.
One second, the surface of the pool was calm and empty, and the next second, something appeared in the middle of the water.
Lily Morven touched her belly, which was very flat. Even in her dream, she still panicked.
She walked towards the thing in the water.
It was a piece of snow-white, and from a distance, it looked like a budding flower.
Come closer.
It was a huge white tulip.
As Lily Morven approached, the tulip began to bloom.
