The bell of the bell tower was ringing, and she was dizzy when she was knocking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A day of torture is finally coming to an end.

Victoria felt like she hadn't seen her sister in a long time, and the thick walls of Saila Cathedral protected her from the noisy streets and the sound of the Ronau River. It's all her favorites.

She left the palace more than a month ago, before leaving Elizabeth caressed Victoria's forehead, the little saint affectionately promised to bring her pet Xiaobai to play with her sister next time she went home, Elizabeth smiled after hearing this, and did not speak. She doesn't really need that kind of commitment.

Fourteen years ago, she and the little prince Roy's mother, Concubine Sati, died in childbirth when she was born. Marrying this commoner-born concubine was arguably the craziest thing the Emperor Susilo XVI had ever done, and he resisted unimaginable pressure from the nobles to do what none of the previous Emperors of Light had been able to do since the founding of the People's Republic of China. This slender butterfly-like woman gave him endless courage, and the nobles finally had to compromise.

When he heard the news of his death, the enraged Emperor of Light destroyed all the artifacts in the hall and executed the court physician who had brought the bad news. For a whole month, he was in a manic mood, insulting and beating everyone around him, and he locked the newborn daughter in a side hall, and did not let anyone near except the feeding nurse.

No one knew that Queen Ellen would sneak in at night, gently caress Victoria's forehead, crying, choking her to sleep.

She couldn't remember her mother anymore, the first commoner concubine of the Empire of Light died too soon, and didn't even leave a ripple in the pool of Victoria's memory. The only impression is the vivid portrait in the bedroom of the Guangming Emperor, soft, thin, blown, timidly looking at the world.

It is rumored that she is the daughter of the tailor whom the Emperor of Light saw when he was patrolling the city, and the woman who did the best needlework in the royal city, and the bust of the Bright Emperor Susilo XVI that she embroidered in a year is still hanging high on the King's Corridor, and the portraits of the emperors of the past dynasties are placed together. That's all Victoria knows about her mother.

And for Queen Ellen, she was always particularly attached. In Victoria's impression, Empress Ellen seems to always be calm, serene, kind, and kind, no matter how many things and contradictions are complicated, even when facing the angry Emperor of Light, she maintains her posture and appearance. Her waist is always straight, she never leans her back against the back of her chair, and she always has a smile on her lips.

When he was five years old, the Emperor of Light sent him to Shengluo Cathedral for the Awakening of Light, and his dazzling blonde hair turned into white hair.

Empress Ellen and Elizabeth stayed with her in the Sagara Cathedral for a month.

Over the course of a month, Queen Ellen taught her twill tapestry, the best needlework for her deceased mother.

After that, she grew up slowly in the Naga Palace by herself, except that she went back every year to visit Queen Ellen and Sister Elizabeth. The height grew day by day, and he also developed the habit of not liking to practice spells and playing needlework in his spare time.

When she was ten years old, Queen Ellen fell seriously ill and died suddenly.

Victoria's clearest image is still of Queen Ellen sitting quietly under the half-folded moss-green velvet curtains, the sun draped over her bejeweled gown, and a cup of black tea steaming aside. At the age of five, she lay on Queen Ellen's lap and reached out to reach for the golden flower in her hand, Queen Ellen was amused by this mischievous act, stopped the needlework in her hand, raised her hand and gently stroked the long white hair of this little girl, and told her that it was called Golden Sunflower.

Today, the golden sunflower blooms in the quiet garden of the palace, and the person who embroidered the golden sunflower is long gone.

The old nun Mary's impatient urging interrupted her memories, and the glimmers of sunset by the window faded away like a light veil mist.

After the bell rang, the old nun urged her to go and get her regular meal every evening.

She got up and walked out the door slowly, and the old nun, apparently not very fond of the disobedient student, went away on her own.

Victoria knew that today was Elizabeth's eighteenth birthday, and the last time she went back to the palace, she heard that tonight was her engagement, and when she thought of this, she couldn't help but worry a little about Sister Elizabeth.

In her eyes, this sister, who was four years older than her, had inherited the warmth and intelligence of Queen Ellen almost perfectly, but her growth avoided all light, and she had been silent and had no intention of attracting attention.

After the death of Queen Ellen, she became even more silent, like a wild chrysanthemum that grew silently and was never discovered, unlike the golden sunflower that sparked in the garden.

Victoria watched the old nun Mary walk away, thought for a moment, and walked in the other direction.

She had been preparing for a long time, and tonight she decided to do something.

After living in Shengluo Cathedral for so long, she easily avoided everyone and quickly walked back to Naga Palace, where she found what she had prepared for a long time in her room, and then went to find her pet unicorn.

Li Wangxing watched in surprise as this little girl ran back, and quickly asked Sha Mai Fil to cancel the manifestation technique, and when he had just changed back into the form of a beast, he saw this little girl hurriedly running to him, stepped up, and said, "Xiaobai, go, hurry up and take me to the palace." Don't you know how to fly, fly!"