I'm really not an NPC

Chapter 601 Elizabeth is dead?

Chapter 6
In the kitchen, the smell of chicken soup is very strong.

While still at the door, Dingbrook smelled it.

He pushed the door open and was a little surprised to find a chef cleaning the stove.

"Master Ding, why are you here?"

The chef on duty greeted him in surprise.

"I'm here... to make some chicken soup for the lady countess, she hasn't slept yet, so make up for it."

Ding Brooke's answer was a bit false, but the chef didn't notice it. He nodded and said, "The chicken soup has been stewed before, how about I serve you a bowl?"

"No need...you go first!"

Dingbrook said with a slightly stiff voice.

"Ok."

The cook put down the broom and left the kitchen.

He always felt that something was wrong with Dingbrook.

After all, for such a mean person, he seems a little shy in front of him?
really weird.

After making sure that the chef had left, Dingbrook closed the door, poured a pot of chicken soup into the bowl, took out the kraft paper and opened it.

Inside the paper lay some white powder.

He poured the powder into chicken broth and shook it with a spoon.

Sure enough, those powders disappeared!
"Colorless and tasteless? I hope it is true, otherwise my life will be over!"

Dingbrook murmured a little excitedly, then picked up the chicken soup and left the kitchen.

……

Inside the study.

Elizabeth stretched.

She was a little tired and ready to go to bed.

There was a faint voice outside the door.

It was the voice of a soldier asking.

There is also the voice of Ding Brooke vaguely.

Elizabeth didn't get up and shouted, "But Xiao Ding is here? Come in."

The study door was quickly opened, and Dingbrook came in with a smile on his face, carrying a bowl of chicken soup.

"Dear Elizabeth, you are staying up so late, but you don't want beauty sleep?"

Ding Brooke's tone was no different from usual, it was still a bitch.

Elizabeth showed a gentle smile: "I'm going to sleep, but Xiao Ding, why haven't you slept yet, and you are helping me cook chicken soup?"

Elizabeth liked chicken soup, as every servant knew.

"Haha! I suddenly came up with an inspiration. I was designing clothes in my room, but I was a little hungry. I went to the kitchen to look around and heard that little Elizabeth was still up. Why don't you bring a bowl of chicken soup over here."

He put the chicken soup on the desk, "Here, eat some while it's hot to warm your stomach, so you can have a good sleep."

"Thank you."

Elizabeth smiled sweetly, picked up the chicken soup, shook the spoon in small sips and began to drink slowly.

Seeing her drinking directly, Elizabeth's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

After all, this woman grew up with her since she was a child.

After all, this woman trusts herself so much.

Thinking that she was going to die, Ding Brooke felt inexplicably terrified.

but……

Thinking that I will continue to live in such a dark way.

He was upset again.

"No! I have to do this, Elizabeth is not dead! My life will be dark! For myself, I have to do this!"

Thinking of this, Ding Brooke's face was a little tense.

At this time, Elizabeth had already finished a bowl of chicken soup.

She is indeed a little hungry.

Feeling her stomach getting warmer, she smiled and said, "It's delicious, Xiao Ding, thank you, I feel like I can sleep peacefully."

"Then go and sleep peacefully, little Elizabeth."

Dingbrook grabbed the back of Elizabeth's hand, kissed it lightly, put away the bowl immediately, smiled and prepared to leave.

Elizabeth did not stop Ding Brook, but had a trace of doubt on her face.

The hand kiss in the principality is usually done by two close friends when they have not seen each other for a long time.

He and Dingbuluke meet every day.

Why did he come to such a hand kiss all of a sudden?

Elizabeth was puzzled, but she was a little sleepy, so she didn't have time to think. After leaving the study, she went back to her room and fell asleep.

……

In her sleep, Elizabeth dreamed of her father.

This famous and kind old man has always been loved by people.

Many people can die for him unconditionally.

Even Elizabeth!

She knew that she would definitely not be able to be loved by all people like her father!

So from the moment she was in power, she was going to take the opposite route from her father.

She presents herself as a ruthless witch.

Make subordinates fearful.

But in fact, she is not a cold and heartless person.

She inherited her father's character of worrying about the country and the people.

In order to let her people live a good life, she has put in a lot of effort.

All this was done secretly, and none of the people knew about it.

"My Elizabeth! It is a great pleasure to see you again."

In the dream, his father was still so kind, his stubble was as white as snow.

"Father, is it really you? Is this a dream or a paradise?"

Elizabeth looked around.

Everything here is so beautiful, like heaven.

"My child, this is heaven. We are talking in heaven. I haven't seen you for so many years. I miss you very much. Also, you are more graceful than before. I am very pleased."

Father showed a very kind smile.

Elizabeth took two steps forward and slowly hugged her father.

Then, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Father. I miss you very much too, and there are many things I haven't said to you. I didn't pay much attention to you when you were alive, but it wasn't until you died that I realized how much I loved you!"

Then, Elizabeth started talking like a little girl.

She said many things that she had not told her father before.

Including the little secret that I liked Dingbrook when I was a child.

After telling the previous story, Elizabeth began to talk about the current situation.

She told her father about the situation in Nightingale City.

His father also gave him a lot of other advice.

This conversation is very interesting.

At least Elizabeth thought so.

She even felt that she and her father had endless conversations.

But she realized a problem.

Are you talking too much?

How long has it been?

Elizabeth couldn't remember clearly.

She only vaguely felt that the conversation between herself and her father lasted a very long time.

"Father, should I go back?"

Elizabeth asked: "My people are still waiting for me."

Complicated expression appeared on the father's face: "Elizabeth, you seem to be unable to go back."

"Can not go back?"

Elizabeth was confused, but she could read a different emotion from her smiling face.

Then she was a little shocked: "I can't go back, this is heaven, so, I'm dead now? Isn't this a dream?"

"Alas! my Elizabeth, poor Elizabeth."

Father hugged Elizabeth.

Elizabeth wanted to break free from her father's arms, she wanted to go back, but she didn't have the courage or the willpower.

She closed her eyes and began to accept the fact that she was dead.

……

"Your Lady! Your Lady!"

In the early morning, the maid who came to clean the room for the Countess felt that Elizabeth's appearance was not right.

No matter how she shouted, Elizabeth did not respond.

Finally, the countess screamed in horror: "Help! Who will save the countess!"

(End of this chapter)