Fortunately, Orne did not have a navy, and I heard that the Princess Casa had gone under the pretext of pursuing the Governor, and that the Archangel had left a letter to Orne a few days earlier and had gone to Macau.

Yes, it seems that the only way to go is now to Macau, where Margaret's only hope is that the Governor of Pimont will be able to fight back from Macau and regain control of Timor.

However, no one expected that not long after leaving the port of Jolo, when the Red Bay and Susan had just crossed the dangerous island chain and were about to enter the Sulu Sea, the small fleet encountered pirates, and the North Sea Kirk sailing Susan and the small Caravel sailing ship Red Bay, which were sailing against the wind, immediately turned with the wind and began to fight to break through.

However, these efforts were in vain, and in the early morning, as the rising sun dispelled the fog on the sea, the lookout of the Susan could see the rowboats in the distance, these small and agile rowboats glowing golden in the sun, and the rows flew in all directions......

It was too late, and the pirates rushed out of the shadows of the headland, a total of eight rowing boats, and the pirates quickly surrounded the fleet.

Princess Margaret did not want to be captured by these natives, she could not imagine being sold to the human market by slave traders, and in that case, she would rather die.

However, Maria, who committed suicide by jumping into the sea, was awakened by Zeziria's cry for help, she subconsciously grabbed Zeziria, and then the two of them were terrified and drifted together holding a plank, at this time, a pirate who fell into the water swam nearby, obviously he wanted to rob their plank, but he was crushed in the head by a sudden bullet, and the pirate's ** and blood splashed on Zeziria's face, and Margaret, who was so frightened, immediately fainted......

Finally, Margaret, who was sleeping in a daze, woke up, obviously she didn't know where she was, and she didn't know how long time had passed, at this moment she could only feel the soft mattress and quilt, she tried to look around, but the bright light just now made her eyes unable to open at all, so she subconsciously called out Zeziria's nickname.

"Gihir!"

"I'm here, sister!"

With a familiar response, a pair of warm hands gripped Margaret's cheek.

"Gihir, is that you?"

Margaret asked with difficulty.

"Mary, sister! It's ...... me."

Ghir's voice echoed in Margaret's ears, and at last she opened her eyes, and when she saw the little girl with brown hair sitting beside her intact, she immediately gasped and asked weakly:

"Where am I? Am I back in God's arms? ”

"No, sister, the messenger sent by God has saved us, and you are still alive."

"Really? You're Gihir ......."

"Yes! Sister, it's me! I'm Gihir! Thank God you finally woke up, you've been unconscious for two days and you still have a fever and talk nonsense, it really scares me! ”

"yes, where am I?"

"It's on board, a big iron ship like a hill! We've been on board for the third day......"

Gihir ...... What are you talking about......"

Margaret closed her eyes and turned her head to look at the light source on the side, where there was a circular porthole.

"Really! Oh, it was a group of amazing people who saved us! ”

Probably too excited, Zezilia did not notice Margaret's question, and only spoke eagerly to her.

"You know, I was scared to death, my sister was unconscious, and I was holding you, and I was holding on to a plank, and when I ran out of strength, Mr. Lauger rowed in the boat and grabbed my hand, and they saved old Captain Greens.

By the way, Captain Greens woke up a day before you, but our big ship was destroyed, it was a ** barrel explosion, and there were a lot of casualties on board.

But the Red Bay is still there, oh, by the way, it was the two of us who were rescued by the young man, he was a Chinese, but not like a Chinese, he was a young man with gentlemanly manners, he said his name was Hou Xiali, and his name was weird, right? But he asked me to call him Hough, and he said he had a nickname called Laug, and I could call him Laug in private, hey, these weird Chinese people...... The customs seem to be very different from ours......"

Looking at the chattering little girl, Margaret finally came to her senses, and murmured to Zeziria:

"I'm thirsty, I want to drink water......"

Azilia immediately stopped talking, turned around and brought a glass from the side of the bed with a glass of water in it.

Probably very thirsty, when Margaret drank the water in one gulp, she realized that she was holding a crystal clear glass, which was a rarity---- despite her aristocratic status, it was still expensive and rare.

"Who gave us the glass? Just casually placed at the head of the bed? ”

A thought flashed through Margaret's mind, but before she could continue to inquire about the glass, the little girl at the bedside began to speak to her eagerly:

"He's a nice guy, and I've talked a lot to Mr. Houg, you know, we can all talk in simple English, well, his English is actually very strange, I don't understand most of it, but it's okay, we talk very happily, because we communicate through all kinds of body language, and he also has a delicious candy called chocolate, which tastes a lot like a hot cocoa drink, but you know, that thing called chocolate is piece by piece, oh, by the way, that guy just now is the acting doctor, the ship doctor, It was he who poured you a magical potion, oh my God, it was terrible, you suddenly had a fever last night, and your forehead was so hot to the touch, Mr. Xu said that you have pneumonia, I almost fainted when I heard it, if you leave, I don't want to live......"

"Wait Gihir, what did you say? Pneumonia! Oh my God, I know I'm coughing badly, is it really this horrible disease? No, Gihir, get out of me! You don't want to die! This plague is contagious to everyone, including you! I'm going to be called by God to go to him, and you're still young......"

Mary's expression changed dramatically when she heard this, and she gasped for breath and shouted to the girl beside her with all her might.

"But you're okay now, just now the acting doctor used a small glowing stick to shine at your eyes for a while, and then told me that you have basically recovered, and you only need to rest in bed for a few days......"

"No, Gihir, I'm a little out of breath right now, I still want to cough, I must have a fever, right?"

"The problem is that you don't have a fever anymore, you haven't had a fever since the second half of last night, don't believe you touch your head, right? Believe my sister, it's a magic potion that comes from a place called Australia, so they call themselves Australians, descendants of Chinese refugees hundreds of years ago......"

"Oh, I'm like...... It's true that there is no fever anymore......"

Margaret immediately raised her hand and touched her forehead, which was warm and cool.

"You'll be healthy again, sister, you should try one of the thick soups on the ship, it's a delicious ...... you've never seen before"

"Well, Gihir, I think I heard a knock at the door......"

"It must be Mr. Lauge and Mr. Sun, they often come to see you......"

As Gihir spoke to his sister, he immediately got up and opened the door.

"Oh! Sun Shuxiao! Mud Hao! Do you have a soup? ”

Margaret turned her head to look at the door, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway,

"Hehe, Zeziria, your Chinese has been getting more and more advanced in the past few days, it was Xiaohou who taught you, right? By the way, is your sister awake? ”

It turned out that Sun Lao entered the cabin with a bowl of soup......

Let's not talk about how Sun Lao used seaweed egg drop soup to communicate with the ladies, anyway, since then, judging from the laughter and laughter coming out of the ward, the atmosphere in the room is very good - Sun Lao's two-knife English and French of almost the same level finally came in handy, the former is the result of his hard work in college, and the latter is the result of the two years of teaching with Xu Zhi, a foreign language teacher.

Parma is just across the sea from France, and Marguerite's complex life history and aristocratic status have allowed her to be trained in multiple languages. As a result, language communication in the cabin was difficult, but still productive.

The point is that both sides have a strong desire for further exchanges.

Of course, Sun Lao and Xu Zhi face the same problem, even the same language has a difference in the times, but it doesn't matter, the communication channels between human beings are not only speech, but also body language......