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Chapter 86: The Stolen Mistress 1

On that charming bronze face that could make a woman blush, her eyebrows were furrowed and her thick, raised eyebrows were furrowed, and the corners of her thin, bright red lips were pursed tightly, revealing a hint of pain.

He lay on his side on the bed, his slender hands unknowingly clutching the black satin pillow, and he murmured an unconscious pain in his mouth: "Mom, mom..."

He had been relying on alcohol and cigarettes to anesthetize himself so that he would not think of the bloody past. The pain of being unable to sleep all night was not relieved until Ning Tong'er appeared.

The peace and tranquility he found around her made him even forget to use spirits and cigarettes to anesthetize himself.

During this period of time, not only had he laughed heartily like never before, but he had also been able to truly sleep peacefully like never before.

However, the arrival of the messenger sent by Earl Anderson today, the steward of Edson Castle, shattered this short and rare peace and calm again.

Murong Lie didn't want to either, but he couldn't control it.

He tried his best to make himself fall asleep, but in the warm fragrance and warm light that could soothe his mind, although he fell asleep temporarily, he still fell into a nightmare again...

The picture in the dream was shaking violently, like snowflakes appearing in the black and white lens of a movie, then freezing, and the picture slowly appeared.

That's England.

Edson Castle built on the mountainside.

In the luxurious hall on the first floor of the castle, the walls are hung with gorgeous tapestries woven with gold threads, the marble fireplaces are carved with extremely delicate and exquisite patterns, and world-famous paintings worth millions of dollars are hung casually on the walls. Everything.

, are all extremely luxurious things.

Here, it almost gives people the illusion of being in a palace.

However, there was a burst of heartbreaking sobs in the hall.

A young woman wearing a lavender piping dress was holding a very cute little boy who was only about three years old and was sitting next to the fireplace, crying softly.

Her dress was studded with crystals and diamonds. This dress alone was priceless, not to mention the emerald jade necklace she wore around her neck, which was simply a lady's dream.

However, all these extravagances and magnificence could not conceal the sadness and resentment in her cries.

She has extremely beautiful long black hair, which hangs from her delicate shoulders to her back that is shaking from crying, and then hangs to the thick gold carpet.

Holding the little boy in her arms, her crystal clear tears were like broken beads, constantly sliding down her delicate and white face and dripping onto the little boy's clothes.

The little boy has smooth black hair like her, a round and tender face, and a pair of cute big round eyes that make people want to pinch his cute face.

At this time, he stretched out his chubby little hand with a sad look on his face, and gently patted his crying mother: "Mommy, don't cry, don't cry..."

The little boy's sensible comfort made the young woman feel even more sad. However, for the sake of her child, she could only hold back her sadness. She reluctantly raised her head and smiled tearfully at the child: "Ariel..."

As soon as she raised her head, her pure and beautiful snow-white face was revealed. It was so beautiful that it didn't seem like it came from the world. It was extremely otherworldly and otherworldly.

It's just that there are countless traces of unspeakable melancholy and resentment in those big, beautiful eyes, which makes people feel like they've been pricked by needles.

"Mommy don't cry, don't cry..."

Ariel raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but before he could touch her mother's face, the young woman's face suddenly changed and became full of fear.

She hugged the child tightly in her arms and looked at the man walking in from the door with fear in her big, beautiful eyes.

The man was extremely handsome, with blond hair that shone like gold threads and fluttered slightly as he walked. His deep eyebrows revealed the nobility and arrogance of a hereditary noble, and his slightly pursed thin lips showed a touch of coldness.

If you look closely, you will find that this noble and arrogant man actually looks very similar to the current Murong Lie except for his hair color and blue eyes.

That's of course, because he is Murong Lie's father - the owner of this castle.

Earl Edson.


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