Your Mightiness

When August was woken up in a daze, he was in a daze.

It was not because the fruit phone he had missed for decades sounded the familiar alarm again, nor was it because the strange room he lived in was so modern, but because the person who woke him up had a photo of Elizabeth Face.

His sister Elizabeth, not his adopted daughter.

Princess Elizabeth is so young, as if she was back in her teens, well, she was not very big when she died, but she looks extraordinarily young now.Combing a high ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead, and a beautiful face full of youthful vigor, he is wearing the British school uniform of European and American private aristocratic schools that are often seen in TV dramas: satin white shirt, wool back She matched it with a plaid skirt made of long-staple cotton, a solid-color tie and knee-high stockings, and she took a brown leather schoolbag that looked like a briefcase, and she could go to an idol drama.

"Liz?" August's disbelief flowed out with the voice.He was so soft-spoken, for fear that the dream would wake up if it got worse.For many years, Elizabeth had not once had a dream of August, and she could not explain why.But at least August knew that he cherished this "dream meeting" opportunity.

Elizabeth didn't have so many scruples, she said carelessly: "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty, get up quickly, your aunt has asked the housekeeper to call you twice. You know her, if you delay it again, you should With a vegan green salad."

Who is Elizabeth's great aunt?Mama Joan, of course.

"Mom?" August was even more unbelievable.

But, that’s right, August told himself in his heart, dreaming, since Elizabeth can “return to life” and dress up like an Itgirl who pursues fashion in all modern society’s adolescence, then his long-dead mother can also be alive of.They lived together in the modern age that August most yearned for, with convenient life, advanced technology, no war, no black death, and no struggle between kingship and theocracy.

Elizabeth had to step forward, leaned over, stretched out a pair of hands that had just painted star-colored nails, and shook again and again in front of August: "Hello? Are you sleepy? Or will you just keep repeating my last few words?" Words? Get up, we should go."

"Where are you going?" August also maintained a certain degree of vigilance in his dream.

Cough, he can't be blamed for this, after all, it was a person who had been dead for many years who suddenly appeared in a dream and said "we should go", which is really easy to make people think wrong, like taking him to heaven or something.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, but he has to take Yael with him!

"...Go to school." Elizabeth's tone and expression were extremely helpless, "You don't really want to play tricks and not go to school just because of a random test result? How long can you hide? And in this way, everyone It will be easier for aunt to find out about this, okay? Uncle managed to cover you up yesterday."

Elizabeth said a lot at once, like a machine gun in her mouth, rattling, obviously much more lively than her repressed personality in the Middle Ages.

But Elizabeth is still Elizabeth, no matter how her personality changes, August still knows that the person in front of him is the cousin he hasn't seen for many years.Young, fresh, and full of incredible carefree.If possible, who would want to be a bad guy, full of calculations?In the "dream", Elizabeth finally lived the way she most dreamed of.

"I miss you so much." August still couldn't hold back, and after sitting up, he hugged Elizabeth who was right in front of him.

Elizabeth's whole body froze. She felt that something was really wrong with her cousin today. She struggled to get a hand out of August's restraint, and tried to touch August's forehead. It really burned a little. : "Gosh, you have a fever, why didn't you tell me?!"

do i have a feverAugust was still dizzy, the stubborn hair on his head shook, tilted his head, and looked at Elizabeth inexplicably.

"It seems that you really won't be able to go to school today." Elizabeth said as she pushed August back on the soft pillow of the high bed and tucked the corner of the quilt for August.Then, she was ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" August got up "desperately", trying to hold Elizabeth, don't go, please.

"I'll find someone to take care of you and go to school by the way." This is the second time Elizabeth said this word today, school.

August finally realized that something was wrong, as if his brain was clogged with a ball of paste, he barely started to spin.Elizabeth's hand was so real, and the hug just now was so warm and fragrant.He, he won't go through the hell again, right?From the Middle Ages to the modern age, together with his relationship with the characters in the Middle Ages.

In the end, August decided to get up, put on a black suit-like school uniform and go downstairs, and followed Elizabeth to find out.

Elizabeth couldn't hold back August, so she could only take this cousin who was really stupid today to the restaurant on the first floor.

Walking through the well-decorated yet modern corridor, August secretly nodded inwardly. It seems that his life in this modern family is quite comfortable, at least he started as a middle class.

When we arrived at the resplendent lobby on the first floor, we saw the green screen outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if the back garden of our own house could not be seen at a glance, plus the oil paintings, portraits and porcelain antiques full of age along the way, August thought, Well, it seems that "middle class" is not such an accurate adjective.It should be said that he was still a damn rich man in his life.

Cool!

In the restaurant, at the long table, the host William and the hostess Joan have been waiting for a while.

William was wearing a pair of pretentious monocle, and was reading the ironed newspaper, but his mind was not at all on the exaggerated reports that passed by the uncrowned kings of London, and he just kept winking at his precious son.

The beauty Joan sat next to William with her back straight, wearing a well-tailored dark green long dress, her long brown hair was let down lazily, looking elegant and gorgeous.Her face was like those oil paintings belonging to his mother in August's memory, beautiful yet feminine, but the complexion of the former number one beauty in England was not pretty.

"Al, my dear, do you know what time it is?"

August's family environment is a standard tiger mother and cat dad. William's father is responsible for pampering his son to the death, and Joan's mother is responsible for cleaning up the father and son to the death.

Elizabeth stepped forward to rescue August, who was not yet able to adapt to such a family environment with both parents: "Auntie, Al's head seems to be a little hot today. I just went to call him, and he looks very sick. Confused."

"What?!" Joan couldn't care less about being a strict mother anymore, she hurriedly got up, wanting to check on her son.

Well, it seems that Joan's mother is not a standard tiger mother, she is at most a paper tiger.Focusing on bluffing his son, when something really happened, he protects his son more than anyone else.

But William was faster than Joan, and the newspaper had already been thrown on the table. Taking advantage of his years of exercise, he stepped forward and hugged his son.

August: ? ? ?

Father William touched his son's forehead, and it turned out to be a little hot. He quickly took August to sit down, brought water, and asked the housekeeper to take medicine, as if August could no longer take care of himself.

Joan's mother also came up and touched her son's cheek distressedly: "Oh, mother's baby, don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's just that you failed in the exam once, although you and father want to hide it from mother. No, but Mom wasn't mad, really."

Elizabeth was sitting on the side and replaced the fluffy pink rabbit slippers with white lace-up shoes for going out.She slandered in her heart, and said she wasn't angry?If he was really not angry, how could he be so strict because he got up late.

Since she was very young, because of family reasons, Elizabeth has been staying with her siblings at her uncle's house, and she has long been used to the miraculous face-changing skills of her uncle and aunt.Obviously in the last second, he was swearing to the sky that he would be strict with the child and never spoil the child too much, but in the next second he would still be hopelessly gentle.Not just to August, but to all the kids in the family.

After knocking on the toe of the round toe, Elizabeth stood up satisfied with the new shoes. This is a British-style leather shoe that was only shown at Paris Fashion Week. There are only two pairs in England, and one pair is in the supermodel's shoe cabinet. One pair is on her feet.

The two people over there, who are essentially stupid parents, have already completed a series of greetings to August, and Elizabeth took the schoolbag that the old housekeeper had prepared for her (it really was the kind that August guessed) Brown cowhide bag, just hung a fluffy white rabbit doll as a decoration), said to the uncle's family: "Then, I'm going to school, and Al will leave it to you."

Elizabeth guessed from the beginning that August would not be able to go to school today, so she was happy to cooperate with him to go downstairs and let the parents teach him to be honest and obedient.

"Don't go." August looked at Elizabeth imploringly, his watery blue eyes were full of grievances, and the face inherited from Joan the Beauty made him look so pitiful, how could anyone bear it Deny his request?That will make people feel uneasy, as if they have committed a great crime.

"Oh, my Al." Elizabeth held her chest exaggeratedly, "I am willing to give everything for you..."

Then, the style of painting changed, she blinked slyly, and walked towards the gate without looking back: ... "But I just can't delay going to school."

"Wait, Liz, bring breakfast."

Joan has already prepared a more portable breakfast for the two children who have been late for breakfast. As Elizabeth said before, these parents are a pair of paper tigers, and the longest history of their anger at children It was ten minutes. When August and Elizabeth were almost lost in the amusement park because of their playfulness, nothing could break the limit of anger value so far.

Elizabeth hurried back, took the paper bag containing breakfast, kissed Joan's cheeks on the left and right, and then ran out. She was really going to be late.The driver's car is already waiting at the gate. The school has been stricter in checking late arrivals recently. Elizabeth doesn't want to destroy her perfect attendance record that she has maintained for many years.

August could only watch as Elizabeth bounced out of his sight, and was sent back to the bed by his parents like a big baby.After coaxing him to eat breakfast and medicine, August fell asleep again in a daze.

I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell where it is wrong.

It wasn't until August woke up from this strange modern room again, and August's head was no longer groggy, that he was finally sure that he had really arrived in modern times.

The memory about this world is recovering little by little, and the current information is that - his family is well-off, his parents are still alive, he is in the same school as his cousin Elizabeth, and even lives together.

After it was completely dark, Elizabeth came back from school again in a black Lincoln car. She was still wearing the beautiful school uniform, but she added a short suit jacket. The weather outside was still a bit cold, so it was not suitable for taking off early. Take off your coat.

When August came downstairs in his one-piece pajamas, Elizabeth was sitting on the sofa, chatting with Joan.

Elizabeth followed Joan's lead and let down her hair, with some playful fluffy curls at the end, as delicate as a doll.There is always a sincere smile on her face, her voice is neither high nor low, and she looks well-educated, but she can't hide the joy and vitality that only girls living in a happy family can have.She chattered, talked and gestured, and Joan described something vividly.

Joan's mother just sat on the side quietly and gracefully, nodding from time to time, looking at the girl in front of her tenderly, pouring indescribable love.

That scene was so beautiful that August almost cried.

Good that you are alive and so happy.