Chapter 859: Please bring your beauty to the show

Dudley is dead.

When little Toland found him, he fell in the red bean bush, he was wearing a clean white shirt and black trousers, his cool and windy appearance was still the same as before, after so many years, everyone was changing, but Dudley never changed, he was still vaguely the second son of the Hadwin Family who had crowned the capital, his white and clean hands were made for the healing arts.

He walked calmly, a faint smile curving the corners of his lips.

Little Toland noticed his fingers curled, holding something in his palm, and opened it to reveal a bright red... acacia bean.

In accordance with Dudley's wishes, Little Toland had organised a simple funeral without informing anyone.

Codling came.

Codling stood quietly at the headstone, and that night he told her - the path he had taken, he didn't want her to walk it again, and that's when she gave up.

She knew she would never be the heroine of his story for the rest of her life, such a clean, clear man whose carriage and mail were slow and whose loves were only for her.

Codling's eyes reddened as she looked at little Toland beside her, "Your uncle has entrusted you with this supreme throne of royal power, but, you are still young now, should you set up auxiliary dignitaries?"

Little Toland looked at Dudley on the tombstone and his childish voice was indifferent, "No, just know that I will follow my uncle's wishes and let the Codling family enjoy all the glory and wealth but there are some things you should not touch, the throne is a coffin mound where many people can be buried. "

Codling's breath hitched and he looked at the child beside him with immense shock, he was only four years old and he was able to say these words.

Codling had a sense of awe and fear in her bones, she had a gut feeling that this child had grown up to be either ruthless to the point of being terrifying or deeply emotional.

"Let's go back, my lord." At that moment Amos said respectfully.

Little Toland withdrew his gaze and led Amos away.

Codling spread her palms, a thin layer of sweat already on her palms, knowing that an emperor had grown up for the first time, and in ten or twenty years was about to turn the clouds and do everything.

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The ancient kingdom of Loulan.

Silvia sat at her dressing table after freshening up, when a cold breeze blew the window of her room open.

Silvia got up and went to the window. She wanted to close it, but soon she was stopped in her tracks as she saw the golden leaves of the maple tree in front of her falling down in a "rustle".

Silvia felt inexplicably cold and remembered that Lynn and Orson were walking on a day like this when the leaves were falling and suddenly the wind picked up and it was another night of mourning.

At that moment Hamling came in and she saw Silvia standing in front of the window in her thin clothes, staring at the window, wondering what she was thinking, looking... despondent.

"Lady-kun, it's so cool, why are you staring here?"

Silvia withdrew her thoughts, she tugged at the corner of her lips for a moment before shaking her head, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I always feel like... I've lost another important thing in my life."

Hamling reached out and closed the window, "Lady-kun, you must have been working too hard lately, don't think about it too much, get some rest."

Was that so?

Silvia guffawed and smiled lightly.

The days began to drift by as Silvia governed the ancient kingdom of Loulan and searched for Aldred.

She always believed that Aldred was not dead.

Perhaps the absence of news was the best news that could be had.

Soon Silvia receives an invitation from a distant land, from Arlette.

Arlette has finally set up her nth side business, a prostitute's shop, after running a school, running a hospital, being a juggler and being a queen.

Arlette's Palace of the Phoenix Feathers chose an auspicious day to open its doors and sent Silvia an invitation, which read - "Silvia baby, mummy has finally got a pimp to be a pimp. Silvia baby, please bring your beauty to the show on XX/XX/XXXX, and if you can bring your Miss Udela along, even better, gifts are free, bring more beauties, the more the merrier! Last but not least, a big mua from Mummy!

Looking at the invitation, Silvia was in tears, even though Mummy had asked her to come to the party, she was still thinking of Udela.

Since Mummy had already given her the go-ahead, she had to bring Udela to the show, as she hadn't heard from her for a long time and didn't know how Udela and Tedmund were doing.

...

Tudor City.

Norville has been busy lately, having been away for most of the month and only now returning.

As he stepped off the plane, he walked through the airport dressed in a black tweed coat, a handsome, elegant and noble man who caught everyone's attention. The young and beautiful girls covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming.

Of course, Norville didn't stop at one thing during this time: looking for Arlette.

The last time he played at the Ferrett Family he was teased by her and she disappeared after leaving him a note saying "Qiang Wu is a cure for kidney weakness".

Norville keeps looking for her, but she seems to have fallen into the sea.

Norville walks steadily through the airport, his voice indifferent as he asks his personal secretary, "Have you heard from Arlette?"

The secretary shook her head, "No, President, not yet."

At that moment, Norville's steps suddenly stopped as he saw a particularly large billboard placed in the airport lobby.

Norville walked over to it, and if he didn't look at it, he fell over in anger.

--Hadwin Family and Freestone Family A short story a day ----

He asked her how old she was and said she was hooking people at a young age.

Lynn was jammed into his desk and his chest, the familiar crisp scent of him coming overwhelmingly, smelling as good and charming as it had in his previous life.

Lynn's almond eyes blinked as she asked in a small voice, "What do you mean... hooked?"

"..."

Orson knew she was doing it on purpose, they said that the now talented Freestone Family girl was cool and charming, but who was the girl who was now dripping with petulance and playfulness in front of him?

Surely, rumours could not be trusted.

At that moment a sweet girlish fragrance came under his nose, and it was Lynn who suddenly stood on tiptoe and brought a peerlessly pretty little face to his eyes, "Mr. Aldred, I asked you a question."

The two faces were caught off guard so close together that Orson's eyes swept to her red lips, which, just now, she had kissed up.

Her lips, soft and fragrant.