Camellia camellia

Such a peaceful life lasted until the week before the election season, when Mirga finally met Camelia at the corner of the third floor of the villa on a quiet and twilight evening.Although the person did not speak, Mirjia knew that she was waiting for her.

Finally, she waited until Camelia was willing to face her.

She naturally stopped before five steps down the stairs, calmly and quietly looking up at Camelia leaning on the handrail.

The two stood there, neither of them intending to speak first.

The sky was dark, and the blood-colored sunset through the glass window still lingered and refused to leave. The afterglow hit Camelia from behind, her chestnut curly hair was covered with a dark red halo, and her thin figure seemed to be blown by the wind. It will fall down as soon as it blows, and what doesn't match this petite figure is the pair of bright and energetic eyes.Mirja's eyes fell on the twilight blue coat she was wearing.

This dress is hers.

On that happy night before responding to the call to go to war, after tenderness, she put her own hands on Camelia's skin that could be broken like snow.She remembered the feel of her coat, and Camelia's rising temperature under her caress.However, all these things that she was very familiar with were so strange at this moment.

There is something in my heart that hurts.

Yes, she loves her, and she can't bear such incoherence.

At this moment, Mirjia suddenly had an urge to lock Camelia tightly in her arms and crazily care for her and possess her. Thinking like this, a warm current rose from her lower abdomen and spread to her whole body, making her feel numb. , people can't help themselves.

In her eyes, the tenderness seemed to drip water.

All of this was seen by Camelia.Her heart is not peaceful, after all, the person wearing the colored shawl in front of her is her—Mirgatila, she once promised her lifelong love partner in front of the Ice and Snow Goddess.

However, following the downward movement of his eyes, he stopped at Mirjia's bulging abdomen, which he hadn't seen much yet.For a moment, Camelia frowned, and the things in her eyes changed slightly.

She stared at the mother's lower abdomen with her hands folded to protect her, and she wandered in her thoughts for a long time before turning her head silently.

Realizing this, Mirja's eyes dimmed immediately.

"Do you want to go out? At night, the wind is strong." Mierjia took the initiative to walk over, took off her shawl, and took advantage of the opportunity to tie it on for her.

Before touching her, Camelia took a step back, and suddenly pushed her hand away as if waking up from a dream, "Don't touch me."

The timbre was so high that Mirjia had never heard it before.

Camelia glared at her like a princess offended by commoners.

"Carly..."

"Don't call me by my name!"

—Mirga's hand just stood there, stunned.After a long time, she put her hand down, put the shawl on her arm, and fell silent.

"For a long time, I thought that Trumione's curse was the thing you were most afraid of facing, didn't we have an agreement? But now, you jumped in voluntarily. I can imagine that Millie Ya will be so disappointed, you know that she is unwilling to see you follow in her footsteps no matter what. However..." Camelia narrated with a sad expression, "But, who knows, standing on my What stood before, before the people of Sicily, was only a woman who climbed into the bed of my cousin who appeared out of nowhere."

"No, that's not the case." Mirga's voice was even lower.

Camelia shook her head noncommittally, and seemed to have given up, "Heijinyue's guide, you have shown enough sincerity to me on behalf of Trumien, that you don't hesitate to downgrade Dulumien as the highest knight. The obvious purpose of marrying into my offshoot is to save my family, which is about to become extinct. Should I express my deep gratitude to you on behalf of my ancestors?"

Mirja moved her lips, but said nothing more.

"Admit it, you are also running away. The excuse you use as a cover is love. You say you love me, but you just want to escape the spell of Trumien, right?" Camelia said lightly: "Look Look at you now, do you want to use a child to force yourself to admit our relationship? You are afraid that your father will marry you to a chess piece that can be used by him, as you grow older, this feeling It's getting more and more obvious, isn't it?"

So—"Instead of this, being able to commit yourself to the Camellia family is really a wise choice. You can escape the nightmare, get me, and even comfort your soul, because you have revived the family tree that I am about to end. It's all about what the baby in your womb can bring you, made in a few nights."

"..."

"You are pretending to be a hero again, Knight Mirgatila. Unfortunately, I cannot do what you wished, and I am very disappointed."

——"Do you love me?" After such a series of ruthless assumptions, Mirja just pressed her lips together and asked calmly.

Camelia's frown deepened, "What do you mean, future lady, before you want to get an answer, please confirm whether your words are commensurate with your identity."

"I'm asking you, do you love me?" she repeated.

Camelia stared at Mirjia closely, and asked word by word: "I don't think you understand what I just said, do you?"

"Camelia, do you love me?"

She glanced into Mirga's bottomless pupils, as if trying to cover up her fragile emotions at that time, she couldn't help but feel a nameless fire of karma in her heart.

"What were you talking about? Love!" Camelia chuckled, "Are you going to use such a naughty excuse to divert the topic? If you want to know the answer, well, I will I tell you very frankly, I love you, I love you more than anyone else. And you, my future cousin, Lord Mirga, oh no, Viscountess, who is about to marry the Camellia bride who enters the door, what about you? "

"I love you." Mirga's eyes were as clear as water, I love you, I have always loved you.

Such clear and pure eyes can only be possessed by martial arts practitioners when they are most serious and focused, and Camelia has read these in Mirjia's eyes more than once.At that moment, time drifted away like March rain.

As if to cover up her inner panic, the young grand duchess was stunned for a while before giggling coquettishly in a thin voice: "If my nephew grows up to be half as good as her mother or if she has scheming , maybe I can also consider raising this child and training him to become the next successor of the Camellia family. Do you think this deal is fair?"

"Mirga, I almost believed you."

"...Camelia! Shut up."

Mirga, who had never lost her temper in front of Camelia, also clenched her fists at this moment. Camelia obviously saw it, but she never stopped thinking of being mean to this poor woman.

"There has never been a deal here." Mirja clenched her fist and slammed it heavily on her chest, "And I will never let this child become a bargaining chip, Carly. You can use any language to attack me, because I... ...There is a mistake, but, have you ever thought that this is my child, it is... my child."

"I admit that the child is innocent. It's just that he was used as a bargaining chip by an adult with ulterior motives. He was destined to try his crimes from birth. It's really pitiful. But even so, I won't be kind Cleaning up the battlefield for other people's disasters, and I don't want to have anything to do with the Trumien family who is driven by profit. In the future, in the Mirror Lake Manor, no, in every inch of the territory that the Riddell family belongs to , will refuse to communicate with Trumien. Especially you, my dear viscountess, everything will not go as you wish, I will give my distant relative a few towns, and then deprive him of the right to use the camellia seal .Even if my Redditrell family tree is cut off, it is only my fault. I don't need anyone to sell that cheap sympathy and pity.

So please leave, I don't want to see you again.

Mirjia left, and she only said quietly, "I will do what you wish, Grand Duke."

After this strong sense of revenge, the next step is the loss that follows like a shadow.

She actually left without looking back, maybe if she persisted a little longer, she would fly into her arms.

But it's impossible.

During the storm, Camelia cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf

The author has something to say:

I'm guessing Camelia is a Virgo...too tangled up.

Want to care, but also hate. And will not be updated daily from today, but there are only about 10 chapters left, and it should be over soon.

Because I plan to change to a new job, and then prepare for the driver's license and IELTS, the time for writing may be reduced.

suddenly remembered a word

Aya abused me thousands of times, I treat Aya like first love, this sentence really fits me.