Werther sat at the dining table, holding his head with his right hand, tilting his body and looking at Zhizhi and Xiaobai, who were huddled together.
The two elves have already moved into the elf room. The elf room was made by Tom out of flower vines and decorated with leaves and cherries. There are doors and windows specially designed for the elves on one side of the elf room. The door is large enough for the elf to
In and out, the windows also let in plenty of light.
They crowd and bite in the cradle, that's their game.
"Uncle Tom, your craftsmanship is so good. You can actually make such a beautiful elf house. If my body becomes the same size as an elf, I will definitely move in."
"Your Highness is having a whim again. If you live in the elf room, you will not get used to it within a long time." Tom asked again with concern, "Your Highness, how was today's planting task?"
"Today's work went very well, and we should be able to sow seeds tomorrow. However, there is a long-term worker named Shaq who looks very strange. Compared with yesterday, he seems to be a different person, and he looks at me with evasive eyes, as if there is something wrong with him.
What important things are you hiding from me?" Witte said.
"Your Highness is extremely intelligent and observant."
Witte began to think carefully. Yesterday, Shaq boldly cast admiring glances at him, but today he seemed to want to look at him but didn't dare to look at him. What's even more strange is that he even used a thick veil.
Masked. There must be a reason for Shaq's sudden change in habits, but I don't know what the reason is.
After a while, Tom walked to the dining table, folded his hands in front of him, and said gently: "Your Highness, dinner is ready."
The maids brought the food to the table one after another.
"Your Highness, Potter added garlic and onions to the barbecue today." Tom introduced from the side.
"Well, Uncle Potter is really thoughtful. By the way, why is Lina missing?" Werther looked around.
"Do you only think about Lina?" Margery came down from upstairs, "Finally, dinner is served. Today I want to eat with brother Werther."
"Well, okay." Werther reluctantly agreed.
At this moment, there was a bang, and the door of the castle was opened, and the biting cold wind from outside blew straight into the hall and hit Werther.
Werther saw that standing at the door of the castle was Lina and Shaq, whose face was covered. Shaq's eyes looked very embarrassed and nervous, and he was no longer as bold as when he first met Werther. She took a step forward
, but dared not approach the castle.
What is going on with these two people, Witt thought to himself, is Shaq encountering some difficulties?
"Go in, don't be afraid." Lina said softly to Shaq.
Accompanied by Linna, Shaq walked into the castle and came to Werther.
"I, I..." Shaq faltered and couldn't say a complete sentence.
"What's going on?" Witte asked with a frown. He had already vaguely sensed Shaq's guilty conscience.
Lina whispered in Werther's ear: "I just went out and happened to see Shaq squatting on the newly reclaimed farm, struggling with something. I asked him to find out the reason. It turns out that someone wants to use him to frame you."
Werther was shocked at first, then nodded to Lina, and then said to Margaery and the servants: "You go to the bedroom or the kitchen to eat first. You don't have to wait for me here. I still have some things to discuss with Shaq."
The servants all retreated, but Margaery was unhappy. She pouted and looked at the masked Shaq with a gloomy look: "Mysterious
Look, who are you, and why would Brother Werther rather talk to you than dine with me?"
"Ah? I..." Shaq was extremely nervous at this time.
Linna walked over and took Margery's hand and said, "Miss Margery, I heard that there is a bonfire party in the center of the town tonight, why don't we go and have a look."
"Bonfire party?" Margaery curled her lips, "Okay, for your sake, I will go and watch the bonfire party with you first."
Before Margery walked out of the castle, she did not forget to say to Werther: "Brother Werther, I have also remembered this account~"
"Well, you keep saying you want to take revenge on me. When will you start taking revenge?" Werther narrowed his eyes to a slit, looking very helpless towards Margery.
"I am accumulating hatred. When it accumulates to a certain level, I will start my revenge~" Margaery waved her hand with a smirk, "See you soon, brother Werther."
After Linna left with Margaery, only Werther and Shaq were left in the hall.
"Shaq, tell me, what happened?" Witt stared at Shaq.
Shaq made a swallowing motion and said in a trembling voice: "Lord, I will tell you right now."
She took off her veil, revealing those dark red spots, and Werther was startled.
Next, after listening to Shaq's account, Werther learned that Shaq had been poisoned and disfigured and was forced to disrupt Werther's planting plan.
He felt that those who threatened Shaq were most likely Mrs. Agnes' men, so the matter should not be made public, and he had to find another way to solve it. He quickly thought of a way, but he had to test Shaq first.
"So, you planned to destroy my farm and find the masked man in exchange for the antidote, but before you could destroy it, Lina discovered it." Werther sat upright with his hands on the table, staring suspiciously.
Saudi Arabia, "As my long-term worker, what you did is already a betrayal of me. Betrayal of the lord will result in imprisonment in the dungeon at the least, and execution at the worst, don't you know?"
"Lord, I don't want to harm you." Shaq's eyes were red and he explained anxiously, "The reason why I agreed to that bad guy at the beginning was because I wanted to see you every day, and I didn't want to use this picture covered with dark red spots.
Face to face with you."
Werther frowned and asked, "What does your wish to see me every day have to do with spreading too much lime on the fields?"
Shaq's voice was choked up: "That's because if the fields are damaged, your planting plan will not go smoothly. If there is a problem with your fields, you will always stay in the fields to check the situation, so that I can
I’ll always be by your side looking at you.”
"Do you really think you can see me every day like this?"
"Well, that's what I think." Shaq lowered his head, feeling embarrassed again.
Witt stood up from the chair gently and pretended to take off Shaq's hat: "Besides, what's weird about your hat?"
"Ah, Lord, don't take off my hat." Shaq desperately pressed the edge of the hat with his hand.
"What else are you hiding?" Werther put down his hand and asked.
"If you pick it off, I will have another crime of deceiving the lord." Shaq muttered softly.
"Are you talking about the fact that you are a girl?"
"Ah, Lord Lord, you actually saw it."
"What I just noticed today is that you seem to be deliberately hiding something, plus
The look in your eyes was weird, so I guessed that you were pretending to be a man."
"In order to survive, I had to disguise myself as a man." Shaq's eyes were moist.
"I won't be angry because you lied about this matter, but if you want to destroy the new farm, you still can't just let it go."
Although Witt was a little angry at this time, he didn't really want to put Shaq in the dungeon. With his character, there was no need or time to argue with this little girl. He just wanted to scare Shaq and let him
She has a long memory. It was Werther who forgave her this time, but it would not have been possible if it had been another lord.
Witt looked at Shaq again and found that this fifteen-year-old girl had extremely deep feelings in her eyes, like a person who values love and justice. If she were allowed to stay as a long-term worker, it would definitely be beneficial to the town plan.
.
"Shaq, remember, in the Kingdom of Notland, as long as civilians have the intention of harming the lord, they can be thrown into a dungeon and locked up for several years." Witte deliberately made a serious expression, "I will give you a way to make up for your mistakes.
opportunity. If you can do what I tell you well, not only will I not punish you, but I will continue to let you do long-term work."
"Really, Lord, you are so kind!" Shaq smiled and rolled his eyes, his voice suddenly became excited, "Just tell me what task you want, and I will do my best to do it."
It's just the thoughts of a little girl. Seeing Shaq's appearance, Witt thought it was a little cute, but now he still has to continue to act serious, not to mention that Witt is not sure what Shaq's nature is.
"You have to pretend that you have destroyed my farm. If the masked man asks, you must say that you have spread all the lime into the soil. And I will spread the word that there is a problem with the newly cultivated land.
, the elves cannot grow plants on this land even with magic."
"Why do this?"
"My purpose is to confuse the person who wants to harm me and make him think that it has affected my plan, so that he will relax his vigilance and my planting plan will go more smoothly. At the same time, you can also get the antidote. We
Both can benefit.”
"So that's it, Lord Lord is really awesome." Shaq crossed his hands under his chin, his eyes radiating admiration.
"Haha, it's okay." Witte smiled and waved his hand, then picked up a cloak of Wile's and said to Shaq, "You go home first, put on this dress to cover yourself, and remember not to let others
I found you were returning home from the castle."
"I understand, Lord, I will definitely cover it up." Shaq said as his stomach growled.
After an awkward silence.
"Uh, do you want to stay and have dinner together?" Werther suddenly made an invitation, "Wait until Lina comes back and then ask her to take you home?"
Shaq suddenly jumped up happily: "I very much agree with your lord's proposal. Your lord is really kind to me."
She picked a chair and sat down, looking at the nut bread, barbecue, vegetable salad and mushroom soup on the table, and swallowed excitedly. Her poor self rarely had the opportunity to eat such food. She felt like she was now
A blessing in disguise.
Shaq didn't wait for Werther to pick up the knife and fork, and started to eat happily. She held the roasted leg of lamb in one hand and the bread in the other, and her mouth was stuffed with vegetables. Her cheeks were bulging, and her childish face was
There was a happy smile on his face.
Werther was surprised that a girl could eat so violently and yet look so cute.