He closed his eyes. In the dark room, the only sound was his breathing, which gradually became evener. He threw away everything and just wanted to sleep like this.
He has been weighing down the entire country for too long.
There was only silence in this room, but he didn't know that outside, a wind and rain that he could not imagine had begun to gradually approach him, and even his country.
Angelo put the information in his hand aside. He sat upright and put his right leg on his left leg. This position was indeed very comfortable. Suddenly, he didn't want to do it again.
Give it back to Andrew.
Didn't he say that he was tired? If he was tired, then he could have a good rest and he could manage the country well. It turns out that it is not that difficult to manage a country.
The corners of his mouth kept rising, and a laugh kept coming from his mouth. Soon, it became louder and louder, even a little scary.
The Queen Mother outside listened to his laughter and just closed her eyes weakly.
Angelo really cannot be the king. She has always known how heavy he is. He is cruel and selfish. He has the same character as her. If you hand this country over to him, it will be destroyed sooner or later.
She walked out and raised her head. For the first time in so many years, she didn't know what she had gained. It seemed that she had gained more, but it seemed that she had lost even more.
Her footsteps were involuntarily walking towards a place she rarely went to. In the distance, dusk was gradually beginning, and the day was coming to an end.
She looked down at the imprisoned woman. She was old, and she was also old.
"Why aren't you dead yet?" A vicious voice came out of her mouth. Fianna just glanced at her and said, "Why are you still saying this? If I die, won't you feel lonely?"
She sarcastically replied to him, for all these years, she had not wanted to die, and she did not want her to die.
"Yes," the Empress Dowager admitted generously, "I want you to look at me, my youth, and everything about me. I want to step on you, step on you deeply, and I did it.
."
"Are you jealous? Are you sad? Are you miserable?"
Her greatest joy was watching her like this, but it always disappointed her. If it was the same as before, in front of her, she would be the one who could only follow behind her.
"I don't want anything, I just want my son," Fianna stood up and walked inside. Now she didn't even want to look at her.
She doesn't have as much ambition as she does. From the past to the present, she has been fighting for everything. Now the person they are fighting for is long gone. She has nothing, and there is nothing she is not satisfied with.
The woman outside was still standing. She watched the gray hair disappear in front of her. This was what she had been most jealous of before. Her hair was beautiful, pure gold, and her son.
, with her hair and the eyes of the former king, when she first saw it, she thought it was an angel. However, it was not an angel, but a demon that destroyed everything for her.
In this world, with their mother and son, she would always be able to stand below and look up at them. However, she didn't want to. What she wanted was to be high up, to stand at the highest point, so that everyone could only look up.
she.
Now, she has got everything, but why, she is not happy anymore.
"Feiana, actually you don't know that you are happier than me, because that man died not far from you, and before he died, the person he wanted to see was still you."
"So, don't say that I ruined you. In fact, you also ruined me."
She turned around and left, leaving this place she shouldn't have been. Her life was now in chaos, as was the entire palace. Her son was out of her control, and everything here was out of her control. This high position
, in fact, she has always been sitting very hard.
She was afraid that if that person didn't die, she would lose everything directly.
Fianna walked out again. The people outside were no longer there. She just pursed her lips slightly, and then poured hot water from outside. Fortunately, she could also boil some hot water here.
, otherwise, she really doesn’t know what to do.
She walked in, Lotte was lying quietly on the bed, her face was still wrapped in gauze, and the pain on the other half of her face was slowly getting better.
"Lotte, come on, drink some water," she carefully helped Lotte up. Lotte opened her eyes slightly, lowered her head, and drank the water obediently. If she asked her to take medicine, she would take medicine.
She was very good and obedient when it came to eating, because she knew that this was the only way to get better quickly, and she even knew that it would be much more difficult for her to get these things than she imagined.
After drinking the water, she no longer had any strength and closed her eyes again. Her fingers tightly grasped the quilt on her body.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, she" came out in a small voice, she must have caused a lot of trouble for her.
"Lotte, there's no need to tell Auntie that you're sorry, or Auntie will be angry," Fianna carefully squatted beside her, stretched out her hand and gently touched her forehead, "Lotte, you don't know, in Auntie's case,
You were the one who stayed with Auntie when she was most desperate and lonely. It was you who gave half of your food to Auntie. You were the one who would rather go hungry yourself. No matter what kind of day it is, Auntie can always get your care."
"You, like Andy, are my aunt's angels." Her fingers were very moist and warm, making Lotte's lips slightly raised, like mommy's hands.
Her fingers began to relax, and her face was still filled with pain. However, she no longer cried in pain. She learned to endure the pain because she didn't want Fianna to be sad anymore.
In a simple room, she lived the happiest life here.
The Queen Mother stood at the door of Andrew's room again. I don't know how many times this happened, but he still closed the door and seemed to have made up his mind to stay like this.
She never knew he was such a stubborn child.
"Mother," Winnie came over and held the Queen Mother's clothes tightly with her fingers, "Mother, there are many people standing at the entrance of the palace. I am afraid and dare not go out."
The Empress Dowager just sighed slightly. She had known for a long time that Angelo was not a person suitable to sit in that position.
She turned back and patted Winnie's hand.
At this time, the room opened in front of them, and Andrew was already standing in front of him.
"Winnie, what are you talking about?" I haven't seen him for a few days, and the fatigue from a few days ago has faded from his body, but he seems a bit indifferent.
"Brother," Winnie stepped forward and grabbed Andrew's hand.
"Brother, the whole country is in chaos now. It's like there has never been a financial crisis in our country. All industries have entered a trough." She didn't quite understand. She saw these on TV and she had never seen them before.
So many people have never experienced anything like this.