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The home of the Camellia family, Jinghu Manor, is located on the mountainside in the outer suburbs, a distance from the royal city of Parramatta.

It was dusk when Mirgatila arrived at Mirror Lake Manor in a hurry.

The waitress who came to answer the door was a new face.When she reported her name and purpose of visit, the maid named Lily replied shyly and strangely that the master had not returned yet.

The horse was led away by the stable boy who came up, and the maid Lily led the way.She has traveled this road countless times, and perhaps she has spent much more time in the Mirror Lake Manor than in the Dulumian's own villa.The plank roads on both sides of the garden were repaired, and all the weathered and damaged statues were replaced. The Dawn Mermaid above the reservoir in the courtyard was also replaced with a statue of the Ice and Snow Goddess.While walking, Mirka sighed with emotion that she hadn't seen her for several months, and that the Mirror Lake Manor had taken on a new look.

After a while, Lily came to the front of the hospital, gently pushed open the heavy door, and led Mirjia to the reception room.At that moment, Mirga spotted the figure of the butler Katie standing in front of the window on the second floor. She raised her hand to signal, and the well-trained butler also returned the salute to her.

——No one with a foreign surname can pass unimpeded in Mirror Lake Manor.Apart from her, Knight Mirgartila, the incomparable and intimate companion of the present owner of Mirror Lake, and yet no one besides the two parties knew all this better than Katie.

Since the ancestors of the first generation of Camellia family, every inch of the main house of Mirror Lake Manor has been covered with Persian red velvet carpet, which has almost become a tacit habit.Now, Mirjia found that the red carpet has been taken down and replaced by a wooden floor exuding a fresh smell of matsutake wood. There is a creaking sound between the grains when stepping on it, which is full of interest.However, just this sound also brought a little different vitality to this century-old manor that had been sleeping for a long time.

During the time he was away, it wasn't that he didn't hear news from the capital.In fact, she misses Camelia all the time, and knows everything about her through various relationships.Even though she was not around, her attention never stopped.

Mirga knew how much came on Camelia's thin shoulders, she knew, she always knew.Several times, she almost couldn't restrain herself and wanted to fly to the girl who was holding her body up and smiling.But as the Royal Army, she has her unshakable reasons, in order to protect more families from suffering—that is also her ideal.The heroic female knight can only pray silently to the goddess of ice and snow in her sleep.

But fortunately, there will always be reassuring letters, narrating in a peaceful tone the time and time again she was saved from danger, encouraging her and supporting her to continue on.until--

The news that Camelia accepted the baptism and swore to be celibate came from the Winter Goddess Ceremony. She swore in the name of the Ice and Snow Goddess that she would never betray her forever.

The sensation this caused among the major families and even the political arena is immeasurable.

The last seed of the ancient aristocratic family Rediterer, as long as the United Kingdom of Dominica, has come to an end.

Everyone knows that Camelia Anne Redreeditrell is the last refuge of the orthodox blood of the Camellia family.

Thinking of this, Mirja couldn't help biting her lips, if it wasn't for those ignorant impulses when she was young-the feeling of eagerly hoping that the other party would know and begging for a response.Perhaps Camelia would not make such a move, but choose a good son-in-law among many excellent candidates in an orderly manner, and form a happy family. They will have many children and continue the blood relationship. Inheritance, spread branches and leaves for the camellia family.And she herself will retire under her father's arrangement and give birth to a certain force that the Trumien family is eager to win over.

Mirjia touched her lower abdomen subconsciously. When the strong wind hit, she tightened the skirt around her waist until a warmth rose from her belly.Realizing this, a reassuring smile overflowed Mirga's lips.

Pushing open the door, the location of the reception room has not changed. Mirjia waved her hand to let the maid back first, and walked to a gold-rimmed cherry pink mahogany chaise longue next to the red velvet princess chair, with a straight back. sit down.

"I'm actually a little worried." When Lily closed the heavy door, the female knight subconsciously murmured to herself around the strands of hair falling down her ears.

We will definitely see it, Mirja can't help but secretly speculate.

Looking up at the clock, she couldn't wait to explain everything that happened to her.

The premise is that she is willing to listen.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock that the four-horse carriage returned to the Mirror Lake Manor with the exhausted owner.

Housekeeper Katie respectfully took off her cloak, revealing the cravat inlaid with vermilion gemstones.She whispered something in her master's ear, and Camelia's face darkened immediately.Her brows were furrowed, and after a long time of thinking, the corners of her mouth curled into an arc. She ordered Katie to rearrange her appearance for her. She stood upright, changed her haggard appearance before, and proudly returned to her manor.

The main hall of the Mirror Lake Manor was rearranged by Camelia in the simple Lando style that is popular nowadays.The combination of the newly added golden silk white wood furniture and the mosaic glass complements each other, outlining the entire frame with plain colors, and then carefully painting every seemingly ordinary corner with vivid bright colors.The uniform long-necked vases are decorated with pale yellow Flora and pink roses. The green peeking out from the stalks makes the whole hall full of life. Camelia's carefully selected twilight purple carpet adds a touch of calm to this ancient mansion. The breath is the finishing touch.

It was all meant to be a surprise when her lover returned - something she wanted to share with her.But now Camelia is not in the mood to appreciate it.

When she raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of Mirka who was honestly waiting in the reception room from the reflection of the mirror, the nameless fire that had been burning in her chest for more than a month boiled again.Why is she still able to sit there so calmly, as if nothing happened, is it all just her own wishful thinking?Camelia stopped and remained silent.

It was like a big stone in her chest, which made her unable to hold her breath.

Don't want to see her - no, at least not now!The voice echoed in her heart, lingering.

A servant stepped forward to greet her, and the whispers naturally spread into the reception room. Camelia knew that Mirga had found her.Before the guest who had been waiting for a long time had a word with her, the host who was arguing with each other turned around and left with firm steps.

Before closing the door of the bedroom behind her backhand, the Grand Duchess asked her loyal subordinates to tell her that she was tired and that no one should bother her today.Then the door was closed firmly, blocking everything out.Close your ears and stop listening, close your eyes and stop seeing.

Mirja was blocked by Katie at the spiral staircase on the second floor.

"I'm sorry, Miss Mirgatila, the master is very tired today and needs to rest. I'm afraid you won't be able to see her today."

Mirjia hesitated for a moment, and with her skill, it was extremely easy to forcibly see Camelia.But when she thought about it, she knew Camelia's temperament. She was on fire right now, and no matter how much she explained to her, it would have no effect. Instead, it would make Camelia hate her even more.

The trust and acquaintance built up from a young age told her that they both needed time for each other.

So in the next few days, Mirjia still visited her at Mirror Lake Manor every day,

During this period, Camelia has been declaring that she is ill. Although it will not drive her out, she has no intention of meeting her at all.

What a petty...

Mirjia was flipping through Dolly Tim's prose poems in the courtyard, and the beautiful figure in her eyes flashed by the window on the second floor.Tenderness flashed, like a gentle and affectionate pink rose in a flower garden blooming with a beautiful smile.

Even if it was a subconscious refusal, her reason still couldn't regard everything she insisted on as floating clouds.Camelia thought she knew Mirgatila better than anyone else, and even though she might marry into the Reditile family in the name of her family this time, the sincerity of Trumien's youngest daughter was still in her heart. This will never change in me.

"How could she fall in love with that trash." Camelia gritted her teeth. "but……"

A voice told her clearly that what Mirgatila did now was undoubtedly the most correct choice, but emotionally, she still couldn't accept it.

Even in love, she is always unwilling to be moistened by others-this is precisely because of the unknown strong self-esteem of the Camellia family.

Ever since Milia brought the news from afar, these days, she has always been plagued by sorrow, hating her own weakness and incompetence all the time, and these are also derived from love.Letting her beloved sacrifice herself for herself, she is even powerless to protect her beloved by her side.Thinking of this, Camelia felt distressed and sad.

She turned her head away and resolutely chose not to look any further.

The author has something to say:

Although there are a few twists and turns in the front, the tone of this article can still be regarded as a sweet article in my heart.

After all, two people like each other, very good, haha...