Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

Lisa Nehemiah looks at her mother-in-law like she looks at garbage.

Zhong Huan saw her mother-in-law's fingers twitch slightly not far away.He immediately noticed that the woman not far away was completely insensitive, even though her leg had been broken.

Les Farah was saying to Lisa Nehemiah with a gloomy face at that time, "Better as you said, if your slave dares to do anything to my slave, I will not let you go , Lisa, not only you, but also the family behind you."

Lisa Nehemiah closed the folding fan in her hand with a cold face, what does this madman like Les Farah mean?Or did he have some particularly dark thoughts about his own slaves?

"It's ridiculous what you think of your slave, but he's really good-looking, but he's not as good as Prince Heller."

"The way you treat a man like a toy and even care about it is really beautiful. Now I really want to know Les Farah more and more. What are you going to do to make Princess Rachel pay attention to you."

The two were arguing aside, while Zhong Huan continued to pay attention to her mother-in-law's mood at every moment.

But in the end, Zhong Huan discovered that not only did her mother-in-law not fall into a state of insensitivity, she was even tapping on her side bit by bit.The lines of each fixed unit are connected to form English letters one after another.

The mother-in-law was telling him, "The vast majority of people in the village didn't die. Borg, protect yourself and don't worry about me. I've lived for so many years, and I don't have anything to care about."

After Zhong Huan learned the information, he smiled sweetly at his mother-in-law directly, and said, "No matter what your thoughts are, at least I think everything now is wrong."

Borg Cecilia's wish was fulfilled by him...as part of the deal.

Les Farah and Lisa Nehemiah frowned after hearing his words, and finally didn't bother to pay attention to what the two slaves wanted to say. Everything is meaningless.

Just like Les Farah is still concerned about the arrival of Princess Rachel Wolfe, just like Lisa Nehemiah is still concerned about all the information about the Principality of Feld.

Only someone in the crowd whispered, "The princess is coming soon!"

Les Farah also made a very eager look, but Zhong Huan, who was observing everything about him carefully, found that the man's eyes did not have any sense of urgency for the woman he liked, but were still clear.

It seems that all his intense love for another woman is like a pool of stagnant water, or... a blatant disguise.

After all, who would have imagined that a man known to everyone as a lunatic would have his weakness turned out to be a false weakness he created for himself.

Just by looking at it, Zhong Huan was sure that Les Farah was really a lunatic who was so smart that he was thoroughly rational.

Maybe one day he will come up with something big, not necessarily.

In the end, Les Farah still made enough of his gesture, "A slave is not qualified to meet the princess's holy face, get out of here and go to the back garden with the group of flowers that are so fragrant that people feel disgusting. "

Lisa Nehemiah laughed mockingly when she heard it, "Les Farah, you are really interesting. While thinking about what's in the pot, you still don't want to let go of the ones around you."

But Zhong Huan knew that Les Farah's appearance was indirectly expressing that the princess was not that important to him anyway, but his slave belonged to him no matter what.

Zhong Huan took a serious look at his mother-in-law not far away, but after a while, he already had several ways in his mind to safely rescue her, but in the end he just lowered his head, seemingly without any sharp He said, "Miss Lisa, please allow me to stay in the back garden with your slave."

Lisa Nehemiah sneered, "You lowly slave, you still have human feelings."

"Go." But even so, she made a disgusted expression while waving at her mother-in-law like a fly.

The two soon arrived in the back garden. Although the mother-in-law's leg had been broken, she was much stronger than expected.

It wasn't until the two of them were sitting on the same piece of green grass that Zhong Huan said to her mother-in-law, "Mother-in-law, do you believe me?"

The woman opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak, but in the end she just snorted softly.

Zhong Huan understood that this meant believing.It's just that the woman also understands that if she speaks out, her habitual remarks will only make her sneer at Zhong Huan. Although she has a sharp mouth, in fact, facing this situation, a sharp mouth is a sharp weapon to hurt people.

Smart women understand how to make life easier for children not far away.

Zhong Huan lowered his head and carefully checked her mother-in-law's leg. After confirming the location of the broken leg, she clicked and directly connected the broken leg amidst her mother-in-law's bewildered muffled sound.Then I found a few groups of relatively hard flower stems in the garden, erected them in rows, and fixed her legs with the ready-made vines in the garden.

The mother-in-law watched Zhong Huan take care of his wounds bit by bit, and finally she just said, "Borg really knows how to take care of himself more and more, if one day I die, I'm afraid you can live well. "

Zhong Huan knew her character, but he did not accept such remarks, "Take care of yourself is the proof of my growth, if one day you die, you will never see my future growth, and don't say anything I will Live well, Borg Cecilia wants, and what everyone wants is to live well together."

It's just that no one gave him a chance, a slave in this world.

The madness before his death made him choose to carry out this transaction in a way that, to him personally, was no less than a devil's system.

Zhong Huan will finish it, and he will try his best to make Borg Cecilia care about it. Those who are still alive will keep their lives.

"You don't want to see that there is no one trustworthy around me, and the world is incompatible with me."

The white-haired woman gasped for breath, her eyes were sharp, "Are you threatening me?"

"So mother-in-law, do you accept this threat?"

The communication between the two stopped temporarily, but Zhong Huan understood that the woman in front of him would not easily have any thoughts of suicide. Maybe after she is silent now, she is thinking about how to be under Lisa Nehemiah's hands as much as possible survive.

We can't really let Borg be the only child left in this world, the mother-in-law thought.

Zhong Huan originally wanted to wait for the banquet to be completely over. He only needed one more hint and blatant hypnosis, and he could temporarily control Les Farah's state. During this period, it was enough for everyone to drive the carriage back to When they were in front of their respective mansions, they rescued the mother-in-law.

But when he looked at the woman in front of him who was staring at him curiously, his thoughts changed again.

Although he had never seen this woman before, he immediately noticed that this woman was Princess Rachel Wolfe whom Les Farah was thinking of.

Standing there quietly, you can feel the symbol of freedom conveyed from her, as well as the feeling of the golden wheat field floating in the sun, holy and natural beauty, in line with all the temperament of Princess Rachel.

But at this time, she didn't act like a princess, instead she was still asking Zhong Huan, "Why are you sitting here? Everyone should stay in front and prepare to dance."

Rachel Wolf regarded Zhong Huan as an aristocrat, and earlier, she was standing not far away watching Zhong Huan bandage up her mother-in-law's broken leg. Although it was only a one-sided scene, what exactly happened? Her son can't know, but this scene is enough for her to feel relieved.

There must be a way for nobles and slaves to live in peace.

After Zhong Huan glanced at her, he explained softly, "I'm just a slave too, so what right do I have to dance in the banquet venue held by nobles?"

Of course, he doesn't need this so-called qualification. With the time to dance, he thinks that he is more willing to think about how to blend in with all the people when he is on the tip of the knife. He only needs to use hypnosis occasionally. Completely use all the people who can be used.

Rachel Wolf froze for a moment, "...Sorry."

Zhong Huan acted as if he hadn't noticed her identity, "Are you a nobleman?"

"There is no need for nobles to say sorry to a slave like me."

Rachel Wolfe suddenly became a little anxious, she didn't want the young man in front of her to think of herself as those nobles who also like to torture slaves, "I'm really sorry, this is a person who respects another person and perceives a slip of the tongue Future apologies, not ridicule."

"Maybe what I should say now is," Rachel Wolfe looked at Zhong Huan.

This blond boy was amazingly beautiful, and when his crystal clear eyes stared at her, she would involuntarily try to gain his favor. He was like a shepherd boy beside God, and there would always be people who couldn't bear to blame him.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

It is the easiest way Rachel Wolfe has learned to make friends with others.

Zhong Huan seemed to hesitate, "Can I trust you?"

"Why not?" Rachel Wolfe looked at him encouragingly, "Son, you have to know that there are always people whose ideas are ahead of the times, even though mine won't bring any change to this country .”

She said it as if boasting, and then laughed.

Zhong Huan's plan changed in an instant, what could be easier than the princess's attention to make him, a slave, quickly enter the eyes of more people?

"I hope you can take away my mother-in-law. She is a slave of a noble lady, and also my family. I can't watch her being tortured continuously..."

Before Zhong Huan finished speaking, Rachel Wolfe nodded without hesitation, "I agree."

It's so natural.

Rachel quickly backed away and persuaded the waiter standing not far away to take her mother-in-law away.

And she herself, Princess Rachel, dragged Zhong Huan to the banquet hall.