Reborn Ancient Western Europe

The Tislandi family has multiplied to this generation, and the number of people is unusually sparse.As for the female members of the family, there were only Mrs. Cliff and Carodia.

These two women occupy an important position in the family, especially Mrs. Cliff, in some cases, her voice in the family is even second only to her husband.

So, I still have something to tell you about this woman.

Her life experience before meeting Cliff has been completely impossible to verify.But from some of her habits, it is surmised that she had neither a distinguished birth nor any education.In the eyes of those nobles, she was even rude.

However, when she took off her bloody armor and appeared in people's eyes with a stubborn expression on her face, she had already become a member of the Tislandi family.

A part of the Tislandi family watched her grow up gradually, from the smoky battlefield to another bloodless battlefield, and then step by step, with the help of her husband, she gradually grew up from Mrs. Cliff. She is the real mistress of the Tislandi family.

How difficult this road is, only she can understand it.

Right now, she was sitting face to face with Carotti, enjoying afternoon tea leisurely in the side hall.The sun shines on the table through the stained glass, the exquisite and beautiful porcelain tableware is shining, the black tea is steaming leisurely, and the pastries also have a sweet smell.Everything is quiet and peaceful as it should be.

This seemed like an extremely ordinary afternoon time for noble women in the imperial capital, but Carodia knew that Mrs. Cliff might spend her time on 99 things, but afternoon tea was definitely not included among these 99 things.

Even though this inconceivable woman could sit at the same dining table with the empress without being rude, in some places, she still looked down on the habits of those nobles.She is a kind of flexible plant, even if it is bent by external force, it still retains its essence and will not be broken easily.

Carodia knew how much she had sacrificed and changed for her lover.Sometimes when Carodia looked at her, she would start to imagine what she would look like decades later, and then she would be in a huge daze.Time will not let any of them go, but Carodia doesn't know what the end will be for her.

"You're looking at me with that expression again, Carodia." Mrs. Cliff picked up the black tea cup, but just touched it to her lips.She looked at Carodia, smiled and shook her head.

She is no longer young, but when time took away her youthful appearance, it also gave her the most precious thing.She was still beautiful, that kind of gentle and indifferent beauty like an opal, even among young girls, she was not inferior.

"Carodia, stop thinking about things we can't do anything about. There is one more important thing right now, enough for us to be busy for a while." Mrs. Cliff put down her teacup, but her eyes fell on Carodia's hand .Those were a pair of very beautiful hands, slender and fair, but inside the palms, they were covered with rough calluses caused by sword practice, which looked extremely abrupt.

Mrs. Cliffe sighed inwardly, as Carrotti would have watched her lost in thought.She felt sentimental too when she saw Carlotta.This young girl is actually very different from herself, but now, they often have a common choice.

She thought back to the days when she was on the battlefield, and everything that was thrilling at that time, looking back now after decades, it began to have a warm tone, and it no longer seemed so sharp and abrupt.

Recently, she has been thinking about those things more and more often, but more of them are the memories after meeting Cliff. These treasures of hers have finally come out to bask in the sun.Mrs. Cliff remembered a lot of the past, but she made up her mind not to tell her husband.

That guy is proud enough.

Thinking of this, she finally couldn't help but smiled softly. Carodia looked at her with a little doubt, with obvious puzzlement on her face.

"What are you talking about?" Carodia asked.

Mrs. Cliff looked at Carodia with a smile, and asked, "I remember, that child, Grey, is born in December, right?"

Carotti nodded, but suddenly understood something in her heart.But she still asked uncertainly: "You mean...?"

"Lance has always refused to get married, and Moya is naturally restless. So after careful calculation, the third generation of the family is only Gray." Mrs. Cliff looked at Carodia. With a glance, he said thoughtfully: "Does Werther know about Gray becoming the next heir of the family?"

Werther is Grey's father and Carlotie's husband.He was Mrs. Cliff's third son, but he was the most isolated person in the whole family.After he established his own clinic in the imperial capital, he moved out and rarely came back, let alone participating in family affairs.

"He knew, but he didn't say anything." Carotte frowned slightly, and said with a little distress.

Mrs. Cliff tapped the wall of the glass with her fingertips, watched the clear liquid in the glass ripple slightly, and said calmly: "Grey's 14th birthday, Cliff and I plan to hold a dance for him. "

Carotti didn't say anything, Gray needed a formal introduction to the nobles of the imperial capital, which was a necessary procedure.However, as Gray's mother, she was still a little worried.

"Gary has never been through this."

After the silence, Carodia just said something in a low voice.

"But Jon taught him everything." Mrs. Cliff shook her head and said, "Believe me, Carodia, you don't need to worry, he can definitely handle this."

"What we have to consider is another matter." Mrs. Cliff smiled slightly, and said softly: "It's time to add new members to the Tislandi family. And Gray also needs a helper." .”

Carodia froze for a moment, just about to say something.Mrs. Cliffe's eyes suddenly became sharper. She stared at Carodia and raised her voice slightly, "Carodia, you know we have no choice!"

These words successfully blocked all of Carodia's words, she lowered her head and sighed.

"I will seriously consider this matter, please forgive me."

Mrs. Cliff stretched out her hand, put it on the back of her hand, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, but things won't be as bad as you imagined."

Carotti didn't say anything, she turned her head and looked outside the door. On the soft green lawn, the boy they were talking about was slowly walking towards them along the path in the courtyard.

He just came back from the palace. He was wearing a white dress of suitable size. His figure was so thin that people couldn't help but feel worried about him. His soft hair had just been trimmed, revealing the delicate eyebrows and eyes of a teenager, with a touch of pink lips. Squeezing it tightly, showing the stubbornness of the master.His face shape was completely inherited from his father Werther, but his eyes were exactly like Carodia.

They stopped talking tacitly, waiting for Gray to come to them.This child grew up under their common sight, from a small baby to the teenager he is today.

He stopped in front of them, his brows stretched, and with a visibly relaxed expression, he greeted them with a smile.

"Did anything special happen, I mean, what do you think of the palace?" Mrs. Cliff asked first, looking at him tenderly.

"The palace is very beautiful, and I saw a lot of novel things there." Gray said, but even though he behaved as usual, they still heard a trace of insincerity in his tone.

But now, is not the time to pursue this.

Mrs. Cliff glanced at Carodia and coughed suggestively.The latter raised a smile, looked at Gray and asked, "So, honey, did you meet anyone in the palace that made your heart beat faster?"

Gray opened his eyes wide and looked at them in disbelief.