The sky grew dark, and the whole sky turned dark red as if it had been burned by flames. All the houses in the town are like a golden coat, shining with gold, outlining a beautiful picture.

Gray manor.

At the end of the day's heavy workload, Monica lazily raised her hands in a gesture, feeling a little more comfortable and a satisfied smile on her face.

She felt that her luck today was not bad, neither the old master nor the young master came to harass her.

"Well, now that things are done, hurry up and go back to see your mother." Monica muttered a few words and cautiously left the mayor's estate along the path. Several silver-white heavy-armored soldiers at the door saw such a cute girl, and they also greeted them with a friendly attitude.

They thought it would be a good thing to have such a lovely girl in the manor, and to take a few glances every day.

"Monica, go back."

"How's your work going today?"

The soldiers smiled politely as they placed their weapons by the door.

"Well, it's not bad, I'll go first, two brothers." Monica smiled and said hello and left the door.

Outside the manor is a gray and white gravel street that crosses it, surrounded by rows of green trees, and the scenery is not bad. Six or seven thousand miles ahead of the street, a few shops appeared, and then the number of people gradually increased.

Monica put a tattered hat on her head, and her long, vertical hair was tucked into the hat. Then he took out a lot of plaster from his pocket and smeared the skin a dull yellow.

Her own clothes were only simple long clothes and trousers, and from a distance, they were no longer as stunning as they were in the maid's outfit in the morning.

After doing these. Monica just kept walking.

The bustling streets are filled with people coming and going. Heavy traffic. There are also many customers in the shops on both sides of the street, stopping to look at the goods inside. There was a loud bargaining.

Because Monica made small changes to her appearance and her clothes were very conservative, many men didn't notice that it was a top beauty who walked past them. If you knew, you would have deeply regretted that you didn't take advantage of an opportunity.

At the back of the street, two middle-aged men in disguise did not take their eyes off Monica at the moment. When people are fast, they accelerate to keep up, and if they are slow, they slow down.

They saw Monica walking around four or five streets. It seems to be Moreton Street.

"Hehe, the young master really has a vision. This woman is really unexpectedly attractive in a maid outfit, but it's a pity that she is now hiding her original beauty. ”

"Of course, she's so good-looking, I think she's almost as good as Miss Ivy. If such a beauty is not low-key, it will definitely be unlucky. ”

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. The young master has already instructed us to watch closely, this woman is destined to be the prey in the young master's bowl, and I think she will be slowly cultivated as a pet based on her appearance. There is nothing to do with us at all. ”

"That's true, but it's not illegal to look at it."

"Cut, keep up, if you lose it. We're out of luck. ”

The two also followed silently, and from time to time they lowered their voices to discuss the things inside. Luckily, the streets are very busy, and that little sound can easily be drowned out by the crowd.

Morton Street is a large area inhabited by civilians. The common people who live here are generally not as rich as those on Obel Street, but fortunately this is not the worst civilian area. The law and order and living conditions are relatively ordinary. Monnie's mother, Britney, works on the manor and has a good salary, and she also buys a house here.

At the entrance to the main street is two rows of green trees side by side. There was a thin line on it with a banner that read Moreton Street.

Inside, to the left and right are two rows of ordinary stone brick houses, the walls are covered with some colorful vines and green branches, and the dark gray wooden windows look like they have been for some years.

In some houses, there is a long, thin wire pulled out of the front door to serve as a drying table. Because the weather was not bad, a few cleanly washed linen clothes were hung on it, and slowly swayed with the breeze.

Four or five civilians who had returned from a busy day were rolling up a pile of dried trees, intending to cook.

Quite a few children were playing there.

On the whole, the conditions of Morton Street are not bad, and they belong to the most ordinary among the common people.

Monica crept forward, skirting a cross street, to the most remote house in the left corner.

She walked to the front, pushed open the wooden door, and smelled a faint foul odor.

Monica's face changed slightly, revealing a bad premonition, and she muttered in a panic: "Mother, mother, it must be that my mother's illness is worse, otherwise there will definitely be no such taste." ”

She nervously walked to the bedroom in the room, and when she saw her mother lying on the bed, dying, large tears burst out of her delicate face, and her lips choked and she couldn't speak.

She lunged forward, her white fingers grasping the arm of the woman lying on the bed. Skinny and with a thick layer of calluses, this is the palm of her mother's hand that Monica perceives, looking at the once beautiful face, because of the erosion of time and overwork, it has now crawled with many wrinkles, and her temples have also added a lot of long gray hair.

Monica's appearance belongs to the first class, and she is definitely among the top five beauties in Smokescreen Town, whether it is her face or her bumpy sexy body, and even the special temperament on her body is impeccable. Looking at other cities and even provinces, they are all at an amazing level.

If the mother of such a beautiful woman is not beautiful, she is certainly not biological.

Britney has a face similar to Monica, but her eyes belong to the seductive peach blossom eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly higher, and the lips are a little thicker, which looks very plump.

It's just that now it's not as beautiful as it was back then!

"Monica, how are you? You didn't show up for a day today, what are you going to do? Weakness and a heavy, hoarse voice came out of Britney's mouth.

"Mother, I'm out to work for you. You don't have to talk, I'm fine. Don't you think I'm standing in front of you and looking at you right now? Monica sobbed, and then reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and looked at her mother with a smile that was uglier than bitterness.

Monica didn't give up and continued to choke up and said, "Mother, I'll take you to the doctor." If your illness drags on any longer, I'm afraid there is nothing you can do. ”

"Well, there's no cure for my disease. Didn't you hear what the doctor said yesterday? Don't waste that money. ”

"If you can't go and borrow some money from Cousin Heidein, you will definitely be able to cure your illness."

"Shut up, you also know that Hedin has offended the mayor now, and if we let the mayor know that we have a relationship with Hedin, it will not be a good thing for him and ourselves. He was also aware of this and never contacted us. Not to mention that the incident back then has made it impossible for us to meet in a proper manner. ”

"Mother, that's all about Heidein's cousin's father, not about Heidein."

"Don't say that, don't care about my illness. If you really can't do it when I die, I'll go to your cousin for help. ”

"Mother, don't say that, you'll be fine."

"You don't have to say anything more, don't my own body know it? Ahem......" Britney said this weakly, opening her mouth and squirting a stream of blood on the wall.

The yellowed walls suddenly appeared with bloody marks, which looked terrifying.

Brienne looked at the wall, her pale and gray face even more ugly, and her eyes were full of despair.

"Mother!" Monica hugged Britney in pain, tears uncontrollably welling up in her eyes, soaking her sheets.

The two middle-aged men who had been in charge of monitoring and probing the situation were outside at this time, and they had already probed the situation, plus leaned over to eavesdrop on the inside of the wall, although they did not hear the relationship between Hedein and Britney, but they had already made the matter clear. That is, Monica's mother is seriously ill and requires a high cost.

After figuring things out, they immediately left the Morton region.

Standing dozens of meters away from the street, the two of them had excited laughter on their faces and discussed excitedly.

"I didn't expect their family to be like that, so it's really convenient for the young master to start. Lack of money, this kind of thing is better to do. ”

"The young master can be happier, and the offense we have been offended can be lessened a little. Now it's better to report this matter to the young master quickly, and we don't need to worry about the rest. ”

"Well, that's it."

After the two of them discussed, they looked at the gradually darkening sky, and knew that it would be late after a while.

…………

Mayor Mansion.

The spacious hall is luxuriously furnished.

Ruka, Ivy, and Owen each sat down to eat together in a neat suit. Looking ahead, at the long table filled with large piles of tempting food, their faces were calm.

Owen put down the knife-colored knife in his hand, wiped a little food crumbs from his mouth with a napkin, and said calmly, "Ruka, your sister and I need to go to the town of Nitelkai in three days to meet with grandpa. ”

"Oh, I see. Then have a nice trip. "Ruka is not particularly surprised, it seems that something is going on when he sees his father take his sister out today.

"We won't be back until we're gone in three or four days, so you'd better be more steady." Owen was slightly cold, reminding Ruka, intentionally or unintentionally. He knew very well that Ruka was a troublemaker.

"Got it, don't worry, father." Ruka pursed his lips and ignored him.

Ivy saw that her father didn't tell Ruka that she was going to see her grandfather with Hedein, presumably because she didn't want him to know. After all, Ruka hated Heideyin and considered civilians unqualified.

Since my father didn't speak, he didn't need to say anything more. (To be continued......)