Hathaway hugged her knees and looked at the half-round blue moon in the sky as if in a daze...... In this world, the sun is purple during the day, and the moon is blue at night, and the stars are about the same. However, at the moment, she is not studying the astrology, but reminiscing about her grandmother.

Grandma's name was Christie. Quincy, who lives at Mimosa Manor, has three sons and two daughters, the youngest of whom is Hathaway's mother. Due to the family's downfall, the life of the Quincy family is not very good, and Hathaway's three uncles and eldest daughter are very dissatisfied with their mother's leaving the title of earl to the younger daughter.

This time Christie died, normally, she should have notified Hathaway to come back and then bury her, but her three uncles were afraid that Christie would give her the family property again, so they were impatient to bury Christie and divide most of the family property.

"Grandpa Will, I'm going to see Grandma." Hathaway said suddenly.

"As you wish, miss." Bruno. Will agreed, and told Harry to go straight to the cemetery.

Although it was already night, he did not stop it, because he knew how deep the relationship between Hathaway and the old lady was. The Quincy family has its own cemetery, as well as a grave keeper. Bruno. Will borrows a lamp from the grave keeper and takes Hathaway to Christie. In front of Quincy's grave.

The grave was kept clean, and Hathaway sat in front of the grave looking at the tombstone in a daze, an obsession left by the soul that had dissipated, and perhaps it was a relief for her...... At least there is no nostalgia for walking.

"Don't worry, old lady, Hathaway will live well." Hathaway said softly.

What is gone will never come back, the name is just a sign, and in this world, 'Hathaway. The name 'Bell' seems to make a little more sense.

The sound of horses' hooves and wheels sounded outside the cemetery, a carriage stopped in front of the cemetery gate, and a rather wealthy man hurriedly got out of the car and entered the cemetery. Walked quickly behind Hathaway, squeezing out a smile on his face: "Dear niece, why didn't you come home first?" ”

Hathaway stood up, turned her head to look at the man, and said for a moment, "It's Uncle Verdel, I want to come and see Grandma first." ”

The person who came was Hathaway's uncle Verdel. Baron Quincy, hearing Hathaway's words, squeezed a smile on his face: "Dear niece, your grandmother would be glad if she knew that you came to see her. But it's getting late, and she'll prefer you to rest in her room. ”

"Uncle Verdel, you're right." Hathaway looked at Verdel. Baron Quincy glanced at him, bowed his head slightly, and walked towards the outside of the cemetery.

Looking at her back, Verdel. Baron Quincy's face suddenly became gloomy, and the two walked out of the cemetery one after the other, and each got into a carriage, and in a short time the two carriages drove to the manor in the distance in the night......

It's another sunny morning, and the bright sunshine brings the whole Mimosa Estate to life. Such a manor is common in the neighborhood, but the history of this manor is once glorious...... Its owner was once the great magician of the Odega Empire, Silverser. Quincy. It's a pity that after several generations of bloodline have been passed down, there has never been a real magician in this family, and it is getting more and more declining. Especially in the old lady Christie. After Quincy's death, although it still looks beautiful on the surface, when you walk into the manor, you will find that there is a smell of decay inside.

However, last night, there was a sudden commotion in this somewhat lifeless manor for a while, and it was not until the middle of the night that the lights in the manor gradually went out.

This night, Hathaway tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. When the sun rose behind the green pines on the hill to the east, she pawed up from her bed, sat down on a stool at the window, supported her heavy head with one arm, and looked out the window, and saw the threshing floor, the orchard, and the cotton fields in the distance. Everything was so fresh, moist, serene and turquoise. As soon as she saw the cotton field, her anguished heart felt a certain comfort. Although the owner of Mimosa Manor is deceased, it is clear in the morning that the place is maintained, well cared for, and peaceful. The low wooden coop was covered with a layer of mud to keep rats and weasels from getting in, and it was painted with white lime, as were the stables covered with forest sand. In the garden, rows of corn, yellow and bright pumpkins, beans, and turnips were planted on the flat ground, and there were no weeds, and it was surrounded by a fence made of oak branches. There are no cluttered groves in the orchard, only daisies grow under a row of fruit trees. Apples and fluffy pink peaches under the green leaves are particularly visible in the shimmering sunlight. Looking into the distance, the bent rows of cotton were green under the golden sky of the early morning, and flocks of chickens and ducks were strolling leisurely towards the fields. Because the most delicious bugs and worms can be found in the newly cultivated land.

It was clear that she had become so sentimental now that she had inherited it from her original body, and Hathaway only hoped that she would not become weak because of it.

There was a soft knock at the door, and then a soft female voice sounded: "Miss, are you up?" ”

"Irona? Come on in. Hathaway smiled.

The door opened from the outside, and a girl about Hathaway's age walked in with toiletries, this girl had a cute baby face and always had a smile on her lips, she was Irona, one of Hathaway's few friends, and her grandmother's maid for her.

"Miss, I'll serve you to wash up." Ilona said, putting down the toiletry in her hand.

"No, I'm used to doing it myself."

Hathaway whispered to Ilona while washing up, mainly to find out about the current state of the manor.

Since the death of the old lady, Hathaway's three uncles and one aunt have all lived in Mimosa Manor, these four brothers and sisters, none of them are alike, if it weren't for this matter and the ownership of Mimosa Manor, I'm afraid they would have parted ways a long time ago, and now it's also a time when they are noisy every day, and there is no peace.

"Ilona, will you come with me?" Hathaway asked suddenly, after washing up.

"Of course I do. Before she died, the old lady had already instructed me to wait for you and protect your safety. ”

"Yes. That would be great. Hathaway smiled, having such a person by her side was very helpful for her to integrate into this world more quickly.