I don't know how long it took, but the princess woke up.

Vanessa knew she was poisoned from the numbness of the wound.

But in the face of Creon and Brant's concerned eyes, she could not say anything, for that was the nature of the poison - silence.

Unless Creon wants to see a fugitive practice calligraphy, he will never use a poisoned arrow to capture a fugitive. No matter how stupid he is, he will want to know where Victor is from and who he is working for.

The arrow was clearly aimed at Vanessa, and although it was much worse than the head, the palace guards themselves did not hold bows and arrows, so it was possible that it was done in a hurry, and the tremor of the running saved her, causing the arrow to deflect two inches. Vanessa eventually came to the conclusion that there were Solanda men in the guard, and that she knew who she was.

But this is impossible, since returning from Da Zhou, he has never even seen Solanda's face, and even if he has such a pleasant scene, I am afraid that he will not survive the next heartbeat.

No, not her. Vanessa knew her sister that Solanda's evil was direct and undisguised, she disdained poison, and she preferred face-to-face killing duels.

Then the only enemy who has ever seen himself is only one - Koman.

That's right, it's Koeman.

Vanessa let Creon carry her to a feathered bed, and the maids brought in rolls of gauze with their heads down, dyed in bright red and white, and then sent out, the ladies of the court had always been well trained, and they were quietly busy, their hands and feet were quick and quick, and their expressions were as wooden as dry coal.

The pain was almost routine for Vanessa, the wound on her shoulder was nothing, but the wound on her waist was scabbing over, painful and itchy, and it was difficult to control herself. Vanessa tried not to think about the pain on the **, and instead focused on Koeman.

This person is insidious and vicious, not only has he been the lord of Winterfall City in a short period of time, but now, even the court of the country of Wine Valley has installed his inner line, it seems that his ambition is not just a country in the middle of summer.

It hurts, it itches.

Koman has two trump cards in his hands: his mother is in his hands, Solanda, a martial artist, is also captured by him in disguise, the lord of Neverwinter and the propertied knight Tai Ban were taken hostage by Solanda to participate in the war in the Sand Cavalry Country, and the rest are either small lords who have not become climates, or new nobles who were quickly bought by Koman, his power is gradually growing, if not eradicated, he will eventually replace the rule of the Delin family.

It hurts, where is the magician.

"Don't move," Brant pressed Vanessa's shoulder, "try to slow down the flow of blood, it will ease the pain of the wound." His hands were warm and powerful, and his eyes were full of confidence, and it seemed that Victor had managed to escape.

Vanessa pointed to the paper and pen on the table, and Creon was busy dipping her quills for her, only to see Vanessa write, "Am I going to die?" ”

"Of course not!" Creon shouted, "The magician has already treated you, you can rest assured that you can recuperate here, and I will find a way for your sister." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness." This sentence was addressed to Brandt.

"I'm not going to say thank you again," Creon blocked Vanessa's view of Brant, "please call me Creon." ”

Vanessa smiled at him, but still couldn't understand why the magician hadn't been able to heal her silence, "When will I be able to speak?" ”

"Soon," Creon assured, "as soon as the wound begins to scab over." ”

The princess nodded incredulously.

At this moment, someone hurried up to Brandt and said something in his ear, and he immediately turned and ran out in a worried state. Vanessa wrote on paper: "What happened? ”

Creon smiled knowingly, "I think he cared about his mother." ”

Brant's mother, Onia Twilight, was the third wife of Cleohegan and came from a small aristocratic family, and was married as queen by the silver king Cleo because of her beauty.

Vanessa remembers that when she was a child, her mother often had to memorize these family ties and family crest patterns by herself, and whenever she remembered the women who were famous for their beauty, little Vanessa couldn't help but fantasize about their appearance, mannerisms, conversation, and clothing, and in the end, their images always coincided with their mother, Queen Chloe, and Vanessa felt that the beauties in the world were not as good as her mother.

Poor Brant, he must have loved his mother with all his heart, just like himself.

God forbid Onia is okay.

Wait a minute! Vanessa's eyes widened suddenly!

Onia!

She'd just heard Creon mention the name!

That doll! "Sad Doll"!

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