Rayla endures the humiliation and returns to Rosewood Manor.

According to the rules set by Roberts, Rayla deserves to be punished, though she should not be treated harshly.

Kneeling in the yard for hours, my knees were broken. But there was no one to intercede for her, and Gotland looked at the poor little girl, and suddenly felt a little unbearable, but he only sighed, and went to the farm without care.

As the sun set and the sky darkened, the dinner at Rosewood Manor was especially hearty today, and even the courtyard was full of fine food. All the ministers brought by the prince, as well as the servants of the Rosewood Manor, stood respectfully.

Sally spent the whole afternoon indulging in the stories in the books. It wasn't until many spark-like candles lit for her that she realized that something seemed to be wrong, and she looked up with a look of surprise on her face, looking at everything in front of her.

A large cake is placed in the center of the hall and is decorated with macarons. The outside of the cake is a circle of heart-shaped macarons, each of which is served on a small light plate, arranged in the order of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. In addition to this, the rest of the table is also scattered with macarons of different colors, served in large plates, each of which has three layers, nine at the bottom, four at the middle, and one at the top.

There is also an abundance of food in the courtyard, with a plate of macarons on every small table.

These macarons were ordered by the prince, and the reason why they were done was only because Sally liked to eat macarons the most.

The Prince, the General, and Gottland had already discussed the proposal, and the Prince wanted to surprise Sally and make it a sight for everyone who was currently living at Roseland Manor.

The Grand Duke stood next to the general, glaring viciously at a pair of eyes. The general directly ignored the archduke who hated himself to the bone standing beside him, and just smiled at the prince and Sally.

Rayla, of course, knew what macarons meant, and it was the prince who was showing his love to Sally, whom he loved the most—the love of only one person in his eyes.

In the soft candlelight, the prince's face was full of affection, and in the presence of all the ministers, retinues, and servants, he asked softly, "Sally, can I take your hand and say something?" ”

Sally looked at Gotland, who nodded at her.

Sally nodded to the prince as well.

The prince was delighted, and gently took Rayla's soft little hand.

"Sally, my favorite girl, will you marry me and become my wife for life?" His voice was soft and beautiful, not at all like his usual voice.

Sally's expression was visibly frozen, not shy or cramped. After a long while, she said slowly: "Doesn't Your Highness dislike my legs?" ”

"Of course I don't dislike it, and I'm sure my father and queen mother won't dislike it either."

"But your family is different from ours, you are a prince and noble, not only that, you are His Majesty's favorite prince, the heir of the future king, His Majesty will not agree to let you marry me!"

Sally kept squirming, her expression very tangled. For the sake of her sister's wishes, of course she wanted to marry His Royal Highness the Prince, but she didn't know why, she just didn't want to agree.

The prince's fawn-like eyes looked at Sally pitifully, and his azure pupils glowed as soft as moonlight.

Perhaps it was this look that touched the soft part of Sally's heart, and Sally finally broke through the last line of defense in her heart. She bit her lip lightly, lowered her head, and gently agreed, "Hmm." ”

It was a wonderful evening and everyone felt heartily happy as they ate a lot of delicious food and witnessed the prince's love for Sally.

Of course, the happy ones are to save for Sally, Rayla, and the Grand Duke.

Sally didn't like the prince very much, at best she had a little affection. What she really loves is the doctor who saves lives.

It's normal for Rayla to be unhappy, she loves the prince, but the prince doesn't love her, and she, who is supposed to be the owner of the manor, has to watch her enemy's sister get proposed to her in rags. How ridiculous it all was for Rayla, who wept and mourned almost the entire time.

As for the Grand Duke, he was a man of great loyalty to the king, and he always hoped that the prince would obey the king's wishes and find a princess to marry. Now that the prince has found true love among the people, he is a little depressed.

In the middle of the night, Rayla lay on the plank bed, her mind full of the prince's gentle eyes on Sally, and her heart was full of pain and fear, and she couldn't sleep over and over.

She suddenly sat up from the bed and said to herself: "I can't let Sally marry the prince, otherwise I will really be compared to her, and the status of that woman will be higher, and she will abuse me even more, and I will be as miserable as Zhenzhen." At that time, Zhenzhen and I had no chance to turn over. No, I can't let that happen......"

The next morning, the sky was getting whiter, the clouds were a little thicker, and it looked like there was another snowstorm.

Rayla stepped on the remnants of snow, her gray-black footprints leaving brief marks on the pure white. She walked lightly, wearing a gray linen cloak with some inferior cotton wool in the cloak.

She sighed into her hands and stamped her foot to shake the snow off the upper of her shoes so that it wouldn't be so cold underfoot.

Recalling the conversation between the prince and Rayla last night, I felt a pang of sadness.

Between the fingers of her right hand was a letter carefully glued to the envelope with a tiny stamp on it. This was sent to the city of Dori.

Dori City, the seat of the royal palace of the Yume Dynasty Kingdom.

Rayla's letter was intended to be sent there—to the king of the palace.

The content of the letter was simple, Rayla had not learned words for a few years, and wrote while flipping through the dictionary. However, she made it clear.

The letter reads as follows:

Your Majesty the King,

Allow me to tell you one thing.

Your beloved prince, Your Royal Highness, has met your true love, Miss Sally, in Gemie Village and wants to marry her. However, Miss Sally's sister, Lady Roberts, is in the thrift and she killed my father! Not only that, but Mrs. Roberts also took my father's property for herself, and abused me and my sister Zhenzhen, making us do the most tiring work, and if we were not satisfied, we would be beaten and scolded or not allowed to eat.

How can a girl with such a sister become the wife of His Royal Highness the Prince? One more thing, this Miss Sally is missing half a leg! Do you really approve of His Royal Highness the Prince marrying such a crippled wife?

I don't mean to laugh at her mutilation, but I don't feel ashamed. And you and Her Royal Highness should not have a bad opinion because of her disability, but if the future prince and princess are a person with half a broken leg, where can the face of the royal family go?

Please put an end to the prince's ill-conceived behavior, and help my sister and me to regain my father's property. Thank you, Your Majesty!

Such a simple letter, still stained with dust and wet snow from sweeping the floor, brought Robles's scandal to the king, and presented Sally's flaws to the king.

Rayla never really wanted to hurt Sally. If it weren't for these bad things, Rayla would have liked Sally, and the two would have become very good friends.

However, fate has made Sally an enemy of Rayla.

The corners of Rayla's mouth curled in a wicked arc. She risked being punished again by leaving Rosewood Manor for so long, just to prevent the prince from marrying Sally and not let Robles get her wish.

Finally walked to the mailbox. Rayla's lips turned white from the cold, and she sneered, "Sally, I'm sorry. ”

The moment she heard the envelope falling, Rayla's heart that had been tense relaxed for a long time.

For the next few days, Rayla watched coldly from the sidelines as the prince and Sally's love scene began, and she taunted in her heart:

Keep rejoicing, for sooner or later you will reap the consequences. Prince, you play with my feelings, and Sally, you enjoy the life of a noble lady who is rightfully mine. Even if you want me to sleep in the same room with you, I will forgive you. Yet you enjoyed my service to the fullest and refused to invite me who was in your room for a day! You think it's enough to give me a small favor, but you don't know that I still live in misery every day! Sally, you're so hypocritical......

In this way, Rela waited every day for the king to send someone to rescue her and Zhenzhen, to return to them what belonged to them, and to avenge her father.

Her heart was filled with distorted longing and the thrill of unfulfilled revenge, and she couldn't help but work more quickly. Sometimes, I think so deeply about my mind that I forget that I am still cleaning in the snow until my body stiffens.

It's another blizzard. Gotland came back from outside and closed the door tightly.

Rayla is rubbing an antique vase. She remembered that the vase, set with large sapphires and a circle of small diamonds, had been given to her father by her aunt on her deathbed, and it was a family heirloom worth more than all the assets of Rosewood Manor, and could even buy a Modo City.

She began to miss the days when her father was still there, and how happy she was to live like a little princess at that time.

Her eyes flickered, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the prince in front of the stove, the prince holding Sally in his hand, and the two of them talking and laughing.

Sally and Rayla looked at each other and called out sweetly, "Rayla." ”

Rayla looked at Sally's clean and pure face, and was distracted for a moment: she was the prince's beloved, she was the enemy who possessed my property, and she still hated me like this, but I really couldn't hate her from the bottom of my heart in the face of such a delicate face.

Sally saw Rayla staring at her stunned, and returned the favor with a smile that contained no hint of malice.

This shock made Rayla stunned: when the king returned all the property of Gemie Manor to me and Zhenzhen, when Sally could not marry the prince, Sally and Robles would probably be on the streets, and they would have to live on my help. Thinking about it this way, I think Sally is quite pitiful, because she is a kind girl herself, but she is too cowardly and listens too much to her sister.

Just as he was thinking, his hand slid down, and the antique vase was adjusted straight to the table. Before Rayla could come to her senses, the vase rolled off the table again, smashing into the ground and turning into a pile of shards.

The loud sound seemed to cut through the air outside, and even the blizzard was disrupted. This priceless treasure was destroyed like this, and the remaining sapphires and diamonds were only enough for the price of a two-story house.

Rayla stared blankly at the ground, momentarily overwhelmed, she had a premonition of something terrible about to happen to her, but her brain was now too frightened to function.