Cuenca, the commercial capital.
Located in the center of the continent.
The junction of the Lanye Empire and the Aussie Empire.
The largest of the numerous commercial city-states that stood as buffers.
It is the capital of the Commercial Federation and is also the headquarters of several giant chambers of commerce throughout the continent, including the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce.
And underground in this city, it is as deep as 10,000 meters underground.
There is a huge palace underground that even the most skilled burrowing mouse cannot reach.
And the little girl with short dark chestnut hair was in one of the rooms in the palace.
She sat on a chair that was a little too big for her and quickly divided the powder in front of her with her hands.
These powders are spices and seasonings that have been ground into powder, with different colors and smells.
But the little girl used her white hands, a ruler and a spoon to accurately divide the sizes of different powders. She didn't even bother to use any weighing containers or scales. She used only one pair of hands to accurately reproduce her own measurements. Tasted a few drops of that drink.
Finally, all the powders were divided, and the little girl carefully placed them in transparent glass test tubes, and then added water.
Shake well.
The originally clear water instantly turned into a familiar dark brown color.
The little girl did not stop her hands. She picked up a small glass bottle on the table, which contained a white powder.
The little girl accurately poured the white powder into the white paper in front of her, and then used the white paper to pour all the powder into the test tube.
The girl capped the test tube with a cork and shook it vigorously again.
The white powder dissolved in the water, and a large amount of snow-white foam instantly appeared. The expanding gas even tended to push the cork out of the bottle.
The girl, on the other hand, didn't care about this possibility at all. She just shook it vigorously and waited for the bubbles inside to slowly break and disappear.
After doing all this, she reached out and quietly shook the bell on the table.
The door to the room was quickly opened, and the waiter dressed in black and white respectfully saluted the little girl: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"
The little girl picked up the test tube containing the dark brown liquid, shook it gently, and produced a note with her other hand.
"Give this to mom."
The waiter nodded, walked in and took the test tube from the little girl's hand, then left and closed the door.
He turned off the light in the room.
The room was plunged into complete darkness.
Because it's already bedtime.
In the dark, the little girl was still sitting upright in front of the table. Even though she couldn't see anything in front of her, she could still accurately clean up the various powders remaining on the table, and finally wrapped them all into a small paper bag and threw them into the table. In the trash can next to the table.
The little girl opened her mouth in the darkness and made a sound that no one could hear.
She was simulating the feeling of speaking, slightly vibrating her vocal cords, not wanting to lose her ability to pronounce words forever.
But it doesn't make any sound that can be heard by others.
That's what she said.
"This guy is so funny."
"I really want to see him."
"It turns out his name is Xi Che."
"Still the prince of that empire."
"How interesting."
"How interesting."
"I really hope I can see him one day."
"Or that day won't be too late."
…
…
In another part of the palace, Stella walked calmly on the corridor of the palace.
In her hand was the little test tube.
"Please see the head of the family." She stopped in front of the door and said quietly.
"Please come in." An old man coughed and said inside the door.
Stella pushed open the door and entered.
An old man was sitting on a chair inside the door.
His hair has almost fallen out, and he doesn't know how many teeth he has left. His face is covered with age spots that symbolize decay. The old man who looks like he may die at any time is sitting there.
But as long as he is not dead, no one dares to truly despise him.
Because he is the only head of this family.
A truly insurmountable and terrifying existence.
"Chris did it, right?" the old man said hoarsely, looking into Stella's purple eyes.
"Thanks to the care of the family leader, Chris did it." Stella said softly.
"Look, you were worried about Chris at the beginning, but now she is gradually growing up? Believe me, you and Noct are the best members of the family, and your union also represents the hope of our tribe. "The old man whispered, with a comforting and bewitching tone. "Your first child was just an accident. Look, Chrissy has grown into the best child in the family."
"But she can't speak yet." Stella defended in a low voice: "And she was very stupid when she was born. She gradually got better as she grew up, but she still can't speak, which makes me very worried."
"Late bloomers, most talented and beautiful people have this experience. I have decided to make Chris the heir of the family after you and Noct." The old man said with a smile.
"Thank you, Master, for your kindness." Stella knelt down respectfully towards the old man.
"Get up." The old man raised his hand and lifted Stella up.
"The world belongs to you after all. My old bones are almost worn out. I'm afraid I will die soon. At that time, the continuation and prosperity of the family will still depend on you."
He said with a smile.
Full of love and care from the elderly.
…
…
Stella walked out of the room silently, while Noct was waiting for his wife.
"What did the ancestor say?" he asked eagerly.
Stella raised her head, looked at Noct and shook her head slightly.
Noct understood, and the two of them instantly became intimate and warm, half-armed, chatting and laughing as they left the place, and continued like this until they reached the room where they slept.
After entering the room and closing the door, the two people separated from each other in tacit understanding.
"The head of the family plans to make Tina the heir." Stella said simply, looking at her husband.
"Even if Tina is still mute now?" Noct said in a deep voice.
"But Tina has already demonstrated the power contained in her bloodline, even surpassing you and me." Stella whispered.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let Tina learn this." Noct blamed himself: "I just didn't want her to be abandoned by the family, but how could I have imagined that Tina was so talented..."
"No!" After saying this, Noct suddenly said decisively, cutting off his previous words.
"I have to find that person!"
"Have you thought about it?" Stella looked at her husband with a surprised expression.
"The tragedy of the family must be cut off, even if it costs everything for each other." Noct said with a calm expression: "Besides, isn't this something that you and I have long been aware of?"
Stella looked at the other party and finally nodded silently.
"No matter which path you choose, I will choose to follow you."
"elder brother."
(There are only these two chapters today - because Christina looked back at Xia Dian again.
Ah, Xia Dian’s writing is so beautiful!
I originally thought about rewriting Xia Dian, but after all, it wasn’t the first time.
However, I discovered that Xia Dian’s advantages and problems are almost the same. I’m afraid I will never have the thought of rewriting Xia Dian again.
Because of this, I read from 10:30 to 2:30 in one breath, and could only write two chapters. )
