I caught an angel

Reading the words written on the magic mirror, Flora's eyes suddenly burst into bright light, filled with intoxicating brilliance, she couldn't help urging and asked the magic mirror, "Who is he?"

The magic mirror suddenly fell silent, and the words on the mirror disappeared quickly.

It was like a flustered man who gave away his tracks, and was then seen to see the deepest emotions hidden in his heart.So, he became flustered, and hurriedly used nonsensical movements to cover up his gaffe.

But Flora is not a caring person, she will not consciously take a step back and give him a space to relax because of other people's bewilderment.

She is so strong, she will only press on every step.

Flora's cold eyes were cold and focused, and she stared closely at the mirror, not taking a moment away, because she was afraid of missing the picture she was expecting to see.

She did not forget to urge: "The omniscient and omnipotent magic mirror, tell me, who is the 'he' who regards me as life?"

The magic mirror was silent for a long time, and finally there were fluctuations and changes on the mirror again.

It read: "Your sister, Nora Adler."

The corners of Flora's lips twitched in an imperceptible slight arc, and she whispered softly, "But, Nora... it's 'her'."

The magic mirror fell into silence again.

Fortunately, he is now just a mirror without any expressions or movements, so no matter how much his heart shakes, no one can detect it.

As long as he remained silent, that kind of heartbreaking indifference would rush out wantonly.

——Unfortunately, he was not very calm.

After about two or three minutes of silence, the magic mirror tried to 'intimidate' Flora.

He deliberately stimulated the queen with arrogant and indifferent language, trying to highlight his indifference: "Queen, I don't like you, so I have limited answers to your questions every day.

If you must keep the topic on such insignificant side details, then I will not tell you what you really want to know. "

The magic mirror is omniscient and omnipotent, but there are some things that he can only see through the surface, but cannot comprehend the inside.

It was as if he couldn't tell the difference at this time, and the indifference of indifference hurt the Queen far more than the arrogant diversion of the subject.

Or maybe he actually understood, but no matter how many betrayals and hurts he experienced, he still didn't want to break his queen's heart.

Flora's eyes melted slightly, as if there were waves of water.

Her eyes were full of the magic mirror in front of her, her pink lips parted slightly, and she replied softly, "Okay."

Flora held out her hand, and she always wanted to touch the magic mirror when she spoke.

Just after she raised her hand, the words on the magic mirror suddenly melted, and another picture appeared again.

In the mirror of the magic mirror is Flora's slender and soft palm. Her palm is small, but her fingers are very slender. Her fingernails are light pink, just like her face, pure and charming.

However, the contrast is always sharp, the more beautiful it is, the more glaring the mottled bloodstains on her palm.

Flora's palm stopped in mid-air, her face was a bit dazed.

The screen disappeared, and the writing appeared: "The wound on the hand."

Flora turned her palm over, staring at it in a daze, couldn't help but looked up at the magic mirror in front of her again, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Is it because I don't treat the wound well, you won't answer my question? "

The magic mirror did not hesitate this time, and he firmly replied: "Yes."

Flora pursed her lower lip slightly, she seemed a little happy, but forcibly controlled herself not to show her whereabouts, so her expression looked a little weird.

Flora clenched her fists slightly, pressed her lips and coughed lightly, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes gleamed brightly: "But I really want to know the answer, I can't wait any longer."

The light was shattered in her eyes, but it was even more radiant and moving because of the shattering: "You won't understand how shocked and longing I was when I saw the angel in my dream."

Her palms could not help but be lightly folded, hanging on her chest, her neck slightly raised, her expression was sincere and sincere, as if she was on a pilgrimage, her appearance was holy.

The magic mirror didn't pay any attention to her, and there was only a word "yes" stuck on the mirror for a long time.His silent appearance was like the mirror's intelligence suddenly disappeared and turned into a dead thing.

Flora stood in this position for a long time, but the magic mirror remained silent.

After confirming that the magic mirror was really not moved at all, a hint of disappointment appeared in Flora's eyes almost imperceptibly.

...Forget it, then she will treat the wound first as he said.

Flora reluctantly thought of it in her heart, but in the deepest part of her heart, she couldn't help but feel a little bit of sweetness.

Flora turned around and wanted to go out to find a maid to treat her wound, but she thought that this place was the underground of the castle, and it would take a long time for the maid to come and go.

Flora didn't want to wait any longer.

Flora stood there thinking for a moment, then suddenly she squatted down and picked up the thick black cloth on the ground.

The magic mirror reacted very quickly, and he typed a question mark: "?"

Then this time it was replaced by Flora who did not respond.

Flora ignored the "What are you going to do..." that quickly appeared on the mirror, she used her magic power to control the black cloth to rise in mid-air, and covered the magic mirror again.

After doing all this, Flora covered her lips and exhaled lightly, her gentle face became indifferent again, she went out of the palace with a cold face.

The heavy palace door opened silently, opening the way for the queen.

The maids at the palace gate held their breath and lowered their heads nervously, not daring to look directly at Her Majesty's face.

They only saw Her Majesty's graceful skirts rising into blooming flowers and stopping in front of them.

Flora's cold voice sounded: "Follow me in, and move that magic mirror to my bedroom."

The maids didn't dare to ask more questions. After Flora finished speaking, Anna, the new maid who had just been appointed by her, immediately got up.

She gestured to each other, signaling them to go in with her to complete Her Majesty's mission.

The movements are neat, quiet and crisp.

Flora had many things on her mind, but even so, she still focused on Anna.

She thought, maybe she should change to a maid earlier, because Anna is obviously much stronger than Helena in terms of caringness and ability.

Flora was standing by the aisle, with faint yellow candlelight flickering above her head. The candlelight hit her face, and her profile seemed to be covered with an orange light and shadow, full of a sense of the times. Arrived many years ago.

Flora got out of the way and let the maids walk ahead with the magic mirror, while she followed silently.

The thick black cloth was firmly pressed against the magic mirror, and even the wind blowing gently from the aisle could not lift a corner of it.

Flora stretched out her hand involuntarily, and gently covered her chest.There was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

This is the last time...

... Dickens.

The maids held their breath, and under Anna's command, they went through the secret door in an orderly manner, walked out of the corridor, and finally returned to the castle on the ground.

The appearance of a group of them attracted curious eyes from the guards in the castle, but after seeing the calm queen behind them, everyone immediately lowered their heads in panic, not daring to look any further.

Flora walked all the way, casually thinking that everyone seems to be afraid of me...

This is not a bad thing, because there is fear, the subjects will not dare to betray her again.But in this way, it is not conducive to her to create a gentle and generous image.

Angels love holy and kind girls.Flora thought sourly.

In Flora's complicated thoughts, the diligent maids moved the magic mirror to the top floor.

Anna asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, where should we put the magic mirror?"

Flora's eyes circled around the room, she raised her hand, and nodded vaguely at the place opposite the bed: "Put it there."

The maids moved when they heard the sound, and immediately moved the magic mirror over and put it down.

Flora walked over and lifted off the black flannel on it.This time, the magic mirror did not burst out with a strong light.Its mirrors were dark and silent, dead silent.

Flora stood silently in front of the mirror for a moment, lowered her eyebrows, and softly instructed Anna: "Anna, my hand is broken, come and help me deal with it."

When Anna heard this, she immediately became nervous.She hurried out, and soon came in with a silver tray. In the center of the silver tray, there was a half-finger-long round-bellied flask, which contained an emerald green solution about the height of a fingernail.

Anna walked over carefully with the plate in her hand. She gently removed the cork from the bottle mouth, carefully poured a drop of green water on the cloth towel, and then gently wiped the wound on Flora's hand.

A wonderful scene appeared, new skin and flesh quickly grew on the place where the soaked cloth was lightly scratched.

Soon, Flora's palms regained their tenderness and fairness.

Flora lowered her brows and eyes slightly, filled with indifference and indifference.

Anna carefully treated the wound, raised her head expectantly, and glanced at Her Majesty the Queen quietly.

Flora said indifferently: "You all go out."

Anna was slightly taken aback, and there was an almost imperceptible sense of loss in her eyes, but the disappointment was not strong.

She knew how difficult it was to get His Majesty's praise and treat her differently.He also understood that it was just because he was close to His Majesty that some unrealistic extravagant hopes could not be restrained in his heart.

Anna bowed her head and backed away. When passing by the flannelette on the ground, she quickly picked up the flannelette on the ground, and then retreated with the maids.

After everyone in the room left, the indifference on Flora's face dissipated quickly, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, and her demeanor suddenly softened.

She is like a young girl walking to the magic mirror with cheerful steps, because she is eternally youthful, pure and beautiful, such a posture does not seem to be inconsistent, but makes her full of amazing charm.

No one can deny her beauty, and everyone who sees her will stop their eyes.

Like presenting a treasure, Flora gently pressed her palm against the mirror, which felt cold to the touch.She said with some expectation: "I've treated the wound well. Next, will you answer my question?"

As the wound healed, Flora 'lost' a good way to attract the attention of the magic mirror. She spoke to the magic mirror, but the magic mirror didn't answer.

Flora's smile slowly disappeared, and she put down her raised hand, and with the other hand, she scratched back and forth at the freshly healed wound.

Because the wound had healed, her actions did not cause secondary harm to herself.

But the force with which her nails dug in was very strong, so it was shocking to watch.

The magic mirror, which reserved and ignored Flora, quickly fell down, and a line of words appeared on the mirror, which simply wrote: "Ask."

I don't know if it's because the top floor is brighter than the underground palace, but the color of the font is much lighter than when it was in the underground palace, showing a sense of powerlessness and depression.

It is impossible to know the mood of the magic mirror, but Flora's mood has obviously improved a lot because of the response.

She clasped her hands tightly, and after thinking for a while, she stood in front of the magic mirror with a sense of ritual. She slightly opened her lips, and her icy blue eyes were like melted snow, gently rippling.

Her voice was like a lark singing, clear and bright, occupying every corner of the room.

The queen is asking it: "Mirror, mirror, please tell me. What should I do to find the angel of my dream, and I want to keep him in my kingdom and be my eternal husband."

The magic mirror was dead silent, and the atmosphere of silence spread again.

Flora was waiting for the answer from the magic mirror, but her hands were twisted together involuntarily, revealing her nervousness.

Flora urged: "The magic mirror..."

Ripples appeared on the surface of the magic mirror, and after the ripples, a stern angel with closed eyes appeared in the picture.

He has the same face as the angel in Flora's dream, but the platinum-blond long hair and wings are dyed with black ink. When he opened his eyes, those blue eyes turned into black gems.

He has a stern face, eyelashes like crow feathers, sharp edges and corners, he is still so handsome, but he has lost the gentleness in Flora's dream.

He looked at Flora, raised his chin slightly, and said word by word: "If you are willing to accept that angel's fall, then I can tell you how to do it."

The fallen angel with a cold expression seemed impatient to finish his words, but if you observe carefully, you can find that he has been staring closely at Flora's face, paying attention to every change in her expression.

When Flora's expression froze slightly, the fallen angel's lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were a little dark.

Flora paused for a moment, the expectation and longing in her eyes remained the same, and even a little more joyful, she almost couldn't wait to reply: "I am willing!"

The fallen angel's tightly pursed lips loosened, and his face softened a bit, but he still looked dignified and arrogant.

He said to Flora:

"The one you seek is before your eyes.

Break the magic mirror and set me free;

Take out the shackles and bind me;

I am your palm, your servant, and I am under your control. "

Flora stared at him blankly, the fallen angel said these words casually, and didn't realize how erotic the scene with Flora would be if Flora really did what he said .

This fallen angel has either fallen for a long time, knows the way of 'that', and has no integrity.Or they have just fallen, and their brains may not have turned the corner, and they have not yet understood the "dirty and sinister" world.

And Flora knew that the fallen angel in front of her was the latter.

What's more unfortunate is that she also has a little understanding of the 'filth of the world'.

As a result, Flora's expression became subtle.

The author has something to say: 【Bright! 】

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感谢在2020-08-1610:45:14~2020-08-3018:07:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of leaves;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!