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Chapter 67 Haircut

The woman's hands were left outside for a long time, but Lotte never moved. She would not eat. If she ate, then Fianna would be hungry. The feeling of being hungry was very uncomfortable, but...

But she can bear it.

The woman retracted her hand. She had already seen the stubbornness of this little girl. She said that if she didn't eat, she would definitely not know how to eat. She stuffed the bread into her mouth. If she didn't give herself some food every day,

Yes, maybe, she is starving to death now. It's not that I didn't give her anything to eat, it's just that the things I gave her were too few, and they could only be enough for her to take a few bites, and sometimes she would even forget them.

And she no longer thinks about who did this, whether it was intentional or she really forgot, it doesn't matter anymore. She has been here for almost thirty years, and her king is no longer here. Now there is only

She was alone, her little Andy and her husband were gone.

Whoever becomes the king now has nothing to do with her. The reason why she still lives like this, without dignity and without everything, is just because she still wants to see her son, the man who left him when he was only three years old.

's son.

She didn't know if he was really alive, but there was always hope in her chest.

Putting down the bowl in her hand, she looked into the distance, where she could vaguely see the shadow of the palace. Compared with the shabby here, it had always been magnificent. She had lived there before and enjoyed everything there.

, she had also experienced the feeling of being a slave by her side. At that time, it was the happiest, happiest, and most beautiful time in her life. Even if she spent the rest of her life's hard work in exchange for the happiness of those few years, she still felt

Very worth it.

"Today is the Empress Dowager's birthday, that's why it's so lively," she lowered her head and bit the bread in her hand. It would be like this every year, and on this day every year, she would definitely

He would come to see her, but he was actually humiliating her. She was already numb from hearing and waiting.

"Lotte," she turned her head and looked at Lotte who had been sitting aside. Although she was thin and small, she was extremely beautiful, especially her black hair and her green eyes.

Lotte nodded, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and the morning sun fell on her body, seeming to make her whole body clean and thorough.

"Lotte, don't let others see your face, you know? Especially the second prince," her voice was full of warning, but Lotte just looked at her in confusion. She is a little slave, why can't others see it?

What about her face? Is there anything wrong with her face? She reached out and touched her face. At the age of fifteen, only this face could show her youthfulness.

"Don't do it, you know? Otherwise, it will bring a lot of trouble to the second prince..." Fianna put the bowl in her hand out, and it seemed that she could hear her slight sigh, although she kept

They are all locked up here, but she has always known what she knows.

These things are not a secret in this country, all citizens know it.

"Lotte, the second prince loves women very much, and he never regards women as human beings. The women he likes will not end well." She did not say it too seriously. In fact, what the second prince did was

Because, it was more serious than what she said. He was that woman's youngest son and the one she loved most. Therefore, she had always been very tolerant of him. No matter what mistakes he made, in her eyes

None of it is wrong.

Although Lotte is just a slave, she has an Eastern appearance and a Western eye color. She is fine here all the time because he hasn't noticed her yet. If he is really discovered by that person, he

He won't let her go.

She was still so young, a teenager, and she didn't dare to imagine what kind of things would happen to her.

Lotte's lips parted, she lowered her head, and then nodded. In fact, she didn't tell her that she was almost going to meet that man today, the second prince, right? He loves women very much.

It's like Uncle Fred, but it seems different. Uncle Fred is a very nice person. There are many women around him who love him. Although I can't tell which one is sincere, he is very gentle to women.

The second prince that my aunt was talking about sounded scary, it was really scary.

She put her hands on her hair, maybe because of her hair.

She put away her bowl and stood up. She only had this time, because she still had a lot of work to do.

She glanced at Fianna again. She was still sitting quietly in front of the small door. What she liked to do most was to look into the distance like this, as if she was recalling her past and waiting for what she had been waiting for.

people.

If it was too beautiful in the past and too painful now, then she really doesn't know if it is really worth the decades of pain for a few years of happiness?

At night, she rubbed her swollen arms. She was like this every day. All the heavy work was on her body, and she could only take a good rest at night. However,

She can't sleep for too long, because tomorrow, she will still have to get up early before dawn, and she has been trained very solidly.

My brother will never say that she is lazy again. She is very diligent now. She goes to bed very late every day and gets up very early in the morning. She does not need anyone to wake her up for a long time.

She sat on the ground and kept stroking her hair with her fingers. The soft hair felt particularly good. She finally understood why her father, mother, and brothers loved to rub her hair. It turned out that

It will be so soft.

She bit her lip gently and took out an old pair of scissors from under the quilt. As if she was nostalgic, she kept her fingers on her head, feeling the softness coming from her head.

Picking up the scissors in her hand, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she sighed softly. Then she picked up the scissors in her hand, moving her fingers, and strands of black hair fell on the ground.

The aunt said that she could not let the second prince see her or let others notice her. She just wanted to be her little slave quietly and have a few gold coins every day so that she could go home early.

Her brother said that the outside world would be very complicated, so she should stay away.

Since he was the one who noticed her hair, she just let it go.


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