Chapter 204: May there always be a ray of light in loneliness and coldness (Part 2)

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"Who asked you to enter my room without permission!?"

Liz's voice had never been so sharp, even a little broken, and the girl could hear her heart beating wildly.

Especially when she saw clearly the face of the maid in her room.

Deputy Head Maid, Lina.

"Miss, today is Wednesday. It is the time in the middle of the week when we conduct a comprehensive cleaning of your room. Miss, have you forgotten?"

Lina held a broom in her left hand and a basket full of cleaning tools in her right hand. At the maid's feet, there was a basket of stolen clothes that was almost half full.

After hearing the words from the maid opposite, Liz recovered a little from the shock.

After careful calculation, the other party was right, today is indeed the cleaning day.

She had never felt anything about this before. After all, it was a normal thing among nobles for servants to clean the room while the master was away, but today...

"Get out of here! I want to use my room now. Today, no, from now on, anyone who wants to enter my room must greet me and ask for my permission. !”

Liz opened the door and scolded Lina loudly in an almost arrogant and strong tone.

In the past, although Liz's reputation among the servants in the castle was indeed a bit poor, this could be seen from Alina's complaints about Vivian.

The evaluation is that he has a bad personality and a very bad temper. He often dismisses the other party because of the slightest mistake.

But like today, the attitude is a bit unreasonable. This is the first time for the girl.

"I'm very sorry for disturbing the eldest lady, I will leave immediately."

After Lina made the same apology gesture as before, she lifted up all the cleaning tools with one skillful hand, held the stolen goods basket in her other hand, and walked towards the door.

However, when passing by Liz...

"Wait!"

The eldest lady suddenly shouted and stopped Lina.

Because when Liz glanced at her unintentionally, her attention was instantly attracted by something in the maid's arms and in the basket of stolen goods.

After Liz asked Lina to put down the stolen goods basket, she blocked the maid's view with her body and pretended to randomly rummage through the clothes in the stolen goods basket to check whether the maid had put them in by mistake.

But in fact, Liz's goal is very clear.

She quickly pulled out a handkerchief that was pressed at the bottom of the stolen goods basket, revealing a white corner, and hid it in her sleeve with lightning speed.

Fortunately, she changed her clothes before going out. This outfit not only had sleeves, but also had enough space to hide items in them.

"Okay, let's go." After secretly taking away the handkerchief, Liz stepped aside and waved her hand impatiently to the maid, urging her to leave.

And Lina didn't say anything. The maid was watching the girl quietly the whole time. After Liz finished, she bowed to the girl again, then picked up the stolen goods basket again and walked out of the house.

After the maid left, Liz walked around the room carefully.

It wasn't until she confirmed that she was really the only one inside this time that the eldest lady fell back on her big bed as if she was exhausted.

Looking at the ceiling, the room alone was quiet. Under the silence, Liz's breathing gradually stabilized, and her brain was relieved from the previous tense state.

Liz began to carefully recall the series of things that happened today. Could it be that she was too nervous?

However.

The more she thought about it, the more Liz felt that a chill could not stop pouring out of her heart, causing her to hug her arms tightly even though the room was clearly heated.

First of all, it would be fine if it was Lina, the deputy maid, but when she tried to sneak out of the castle for the second time, the person who stopped her was an ordinary low-level maid.

Not to mention how the other party dared, it was very suspicious for an ordinary maid to appear at the absolutely remote back entrance of the castle.

The only explanation Liz could think of was that after Lina discovered that she wanted to sneak out, she specifically told the other maids to keep a close eye on the back door.

But then, new doubts appeared again.

The second time, Liz saw with her own eyes that Lina had gone to do other things, and the floor she was on was far away from her, so she chose to act.

But when she was stopped again by the new maid, she ran back to the room in fright. The whole process never took more than fifteen minutes.

But in just fifteen minutes, Linna finished the heavy work and came to her room. She even finished some cleaning work and sorted out the clothes in the stolen goods basket. Half is the best proof.

Liz calculated silently in her heart, and the conclusion she came to made her frightened and her scalp numb.

There is only one possibility, Lina can do this.

That is, the moment she left the house, Lina sensed it and immediately put down everything she was doing and "ran" towards her room at an extremely fast speed.

What is this...

Wait!

A certain guess flashed through Liz's mind like lightning.

She sat up from the bed.

The girl reached out and dug deep into her sleeve. A white handkerchief, dyed a little bright red in the center, appeared in Liz's palm.

This is what she secretly retrieved from Lina's stolen goods basket.

Too...

What Bai gave her at the end of the dinner that day!

Liz clearly remembered that she carefully hid such an important handkerchief in the deepest drawer of the wardrobe, and it took a lot of effort for her to find it.

Can...

This handkerchief stained with her own blood appeared in the maid's stolen goods basket. Moreover, Liz's strong observation ability noticed that the handkerchief was located at the bottom of the stolen goods basket.

This means that it was... put in by the maid first, followed by other changes of clothes!

so...

The deputy head maid is looking for this handkerchief!

Liz came to this conclusion immediately.

And then down.

How did the other party know that this handkerchief was on him? It was even clear where she was hiding. After all, there were no traces of rummaging in the house, indicating that the other party had reached their target immediately.

On the other hand, why would a new deputy head maid take this handkerchief? Does she know the meaning of this handkerchief? Or...

She was instigated by someone, and the person instigating her was inconvenient to enter and leave her room at will...

brush!

It was clear that the sun was shining brightly at noon outside the window, but the face of the girl in the room was pale and bloodless.

Liz didn't dare to think any further.

When rationality and sensibility collide violently, the resulting confusion, pain, and confusion torment Liz all the time.

In this situation, most people's bodies will take autonomous defense measures to prevent brain collapse, and this is reflected in people...

escape.

For the first time, Liz didn't even change her clothes or take off the makeup on her face. The girl directly opened the quilt on the bed and covered her whole body.

The white handkerchief that she originally regarded as very important was now thrown away and fell somewhere outside the bed.

Liz has been without a mother since she was a child. It is said that she died in childbirth during childbirth.

Her only relative is her father.

But now.

Even her only relative has become so strange, so strange that Liz doesn't recognize him at all.

The body is curled up in the quilt.

Darkness enveloped Liz.

Along with the darkness, there was also a sense of loneliness coming from the depths of her soul, like a tide that was about to drown her.

"Vivian...Ai, Alina..."

The girl chanted in a mosquito voice, the names of people who could help her resist loneliness. Not only the little girl, but even the name of the little maid also appeared in Liz's mouth.

Of course, the other man will definitely not be able to escape.

Before that fundraising dinner, maybe this name would have started with a certain "da" syllable.

but now...

"..."

"...white..."

The Earl's Castle was heavily guarded, let alone the floor where she and her father lived. Liz simply didn't believe that Bai could sneak in. This was why Liz insisted on going out and summoning Bai.

But what can I say? When people are helpless, they most hope for a miracle to happen, especially girls.

When she was a child, Liz liked it very much like girls her age.

But the difference is that other girls will hold their breath and be extremely worried when they see the princess in danger or being bullied by the bad guys in fairy tales, but Lisi never does.

Because she has been smart since she was a child, and she knows very well that no matter how great the danger is, the princess will be fine. After all, there will always be a brave and wise knight to save her from the monster.

So, will she... be a "princess" in a fairy tale?

Liz poked her head out from under the quilt.

Keep your eyes on the room.

Because if it is true as Bai said, as long as he calls her, then no matter where she is, Bai can always find her and ring in her ears. When she hears it, she will want to hit someone and say "Oh, beautiful lady" "The greeting.

One minute...five minutes...fifteen minutes...one hour...

The answer is obvious.

Liz is not a princess in a fairy tale.

Because at least the most essential thing for a princess, she... doesn't have.

Drowsiness sets in.

It may be that the mental exertion is too great.

After coming to this conclusion, the nerves that had been tense no longer had any support.

Liz's double eyelids began to fight.

Before they completely closed themselves up and lost consciousness, the last thought in Liz's mind was...

Obviously, the quilt was wrapped tightly around the body.

But why...

Still so cold?

...

...

Earl's study.

"Did she leave the room and try to go out?"

"No, after driving me away, I stayed outside the eldest lady's door for two hours. When I first left, the eldest lady's heart rate and breathing were still rising rapidly and became very fast, but then After an hour, it started to slow down gradually, until finally, it was very even. I think there is a high probability that the eldest lady fell asleep."

Lina, the deputy head maid, reported to Earl Thistle at the desk in a robotic tone.

The earl sneered after hearing this.

"My daughter has really grown up, her elbows have started to turn outwards, and she doesn't want to listen to her father anymore. I heard that Liz even changed her clothes and put on makeup? Why are you sneaking out? Are you going on a date with your little lover? Humph. ..”

The count seemed to be talking to the maid, or to himself.

After a while, he spoke again.

"I asked you to search her room to see if there is anything suspicious, such as letters exchanged with someone. Have you found any results?"

Earl Thistle had a strong intuition that his daughter would undergo such a big change. Although there were reasons for his own missteps in planning, there must be someone else behind Liz, secretly adding fuel to the fire and guiding her daughter.

The count just didn't know how the other party managed to pry a crack in his daughter's heart from the fatherly image he had worked so hard to cultivate for so many years.

"Yes, Lord Earl, but when I left, the eldest lady accidentally discovered it. She deliberately blocked my view and secretly took that thing back."

Lina's words were still unmoved, but the earl's eyes across from him suddenly lit up. He didn't expect to have clues so soon.

"Tell me, what exactly did you find in Liz's house?"

The earl urged, with a look of curiosity on his face.

But soon, all his expressions froze in place, as if he had been struck by a petrification spell.

"It's a handkerchief."

"The handkerchief in the center is stained with the eldest lady's blood." Lina added.

...

...

"Yo!"

"It's time to wake up, miss..."

It seemed that a familiar voice was calling me.

But when the girl wanted to capture it, it disappeared without a trace like a dream.

I slept for who knows how long.

When Liz opened her eyes drowsily, the originally bright room was now extremely dark.

Is it...evening yet?

Oops!

Is it almost time for dinner?

Dinner meant that she would see her father and deputy maid Lina again. Liz had no idea what the scene would be like in her current state.

And to make matters worse, Liz felt a sense of soreness all over her body. This should be the result of going to bed without changing into pajamas, right? Her face was also very uncomfortable and had a greasy feeling. After all, she didn't even take off her makeup.

If she went to see her father like this, Liz would have no room for explanation.

so...

What time is it now?

I have to get out of bed quickly, take a shower and change clothes.

I thought so in my heart.

then.

The girl turned her head.

Liz first had to check the current time, so she had to look at the clock on the wall.

But in the dark.

As soon as the girl turned her head to the outside, what appeared in her field of vision was not a clock.

But...

A face, a human face.

The face of a middle-aged man.

Earl of Thistle.

Father.

In the darkness, he sat on the edge of the bed, staring straight at himself. He was sleeping on the bed, in a room where he couldn't see his fingers. He didn't know how long this posture lasted.

Liz's brain, which she had just woken up from, felt as if an ice thorn had been stabbed into her brain.

She opened her mouth.

The girl found that she couldn't make a sound.

Like real fear, it flowed from the soles of her feet all the way up, through her blood, and throughout every corner of her body. Liz's eyelids were beating wildly, and her heart was uncontrollably as if it was about to explode.

After feeling goosebumps all over her body like an electric current, Liz finally surfaced and could breathe like a drowning person.

"Father...Father..."

Along with the sound came back the sense of smell and touch.

Liz found that she still couldn't move. It turned out that the soreness she felt when she first woke up was not from her clothes, but from the chains and ropes that fixed her to the bed.

It turns out that the greasy feeling on my face is not due to not removing makeup, but...

slime.

It's the kind that, in the illustrated pages of fairy tales, shows the mucus that drips from the corners of the mouths of man-eating monsters from hunger when they see their prey for slaughter.

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