Before Elizabeth had time to wash up in the morning, someone knocked on the door.

She shouted in a daze, "Wait a minute, Annie, I want to sleep for a while..."

"I'm not your maid, Miss Morgan."

British people habitually wear their pajamas when they sleep. Although Elizabeth didn't wear it, she still wore a shirt to sleep, so she covered the quilt and stared dumbfoundedly at Antonio: "What are you doing here? This is really rude!"

"As I said yesterday, I'm not a gentleman, so don't ask me for such etiquette." Antonio threw a suit of clothes on the bed: "Wear this, at least it can ensure that you won't be too conspicuous in the slums. As for inviting journalists or the assassination of the Assassin Organization."

"Thank you." Elizabeth took the clothes, and then found: "An assassin's robe? What do you want me to do?" Although assassins in each country will decide their own assassin clothes according to the country's fashion style at that time, Elizabeth still wears it from her pocket. A clue was found on the cap.

"The assassin's clothes are not conspicuous here, Miss Morgan, the hood is a good help to help you blend in with the crowd." Antonio glanced at the female riding outfit she wore with disdain: "That kind of dress full of lace is only Will make you stand out in Hyde Park but won't help you stay safe in the slums. Here - it's Whitechapel." Antonio told Elizabeth indifferently: "Also, throw your corset aside and men don't like it This kind of weird figure that is as thin as an hourglass."

"...I see, then should you go out?" Elizabeth covered herself with the quilt, although she didn't have anything to lose: "Also, I hate that kind of bloody figure, a waist smaller than twenty inches is simply killing myself breath."

"This is my home."

"I also didn't break into your sleeping place when you were sleeping in my house."

"Because you were there from the beginning." Antonio still got up and went out, closing the door behind him.

Elizabeth picked up the assassin and compared it. The size is not bad. This is a normal size. Elizabeth felt that she could still fit herself in.

It is a happy thing to be able to have breakfast after waking up in the morning, especially for women in a house with only two people.Of course, Elizabeth did not dare to expect Antonio's cooking skills, so it was not surprising that she only saw sandwiches on the table.

"Okay, it's time to go. When you come back, I will take you to meet the Assassins in London."

"Where are you taking me?" Elizabeth was stunned: "You are planning to abduct me, aren't you?"

It's rare that Antonio didn't retort: ​​"If I planned to abduct, then I succeeded by crawling into your bed last night."

Walking to the door, he picked up his coat and put on his hat: "Alright, Miss Assassin, it's time for us to leave."

Newcastle is a road with the largest number of street vendors in London. It has always been famous for its street market selling all kinds of fruits and vegetables, snacks, seafood, shoes, clothes, matches and other commodities at ultra-low prices.

There are many vendors selling food to passers-by on the street.Their wares look rather unhygienic though, as almost everything is very cheap.In addition to merchants selling food, there are many merchants selling daily necessities such as furniture, old clothes and kitchen utensils on the streets.

In addition to these merchants, there are many flower girls hawking on the street.

"I never thought that I could really see such a messy street." Elizabeth had watched the movie "My Fair Lady" before, but it was the first time to see a living flower girl in this era: "Soaking in flowers every day , is also a romantic job."

"Yeah, maybe it's a bit too romantic. I get flowers from the Coffin Garden in the morning and sell them later. Some older girls not only sell flowers, but sometimes sell their own bodies."

"Do you think that's the proper thing to say to a young girl who's not yet married?"

"I don't think ordinary young girls can do what you have done." Antonio spread his hands: "Okay, let's go and buy some food."

"Are you sure you can buy what we want to eat here?"

"Not good enough, but cheap enough."

Probably because it is a rare business opportunity for a man and a woman to walk together.The flower girl came up to sell them: "Sir, don't you want to buy a flower for Miss?"

Antonio was a little embarrassed, and Elizabeth also felt that she was about to commit embarrassment.

"I want a marguerite, not a red rose."

Elizabeth decided to pay: "I will pay."

Antonio had already handed out the coins, and then put the flowers in Elizabeth's hands: "This is romance."

Elizabeth took the flowers in her hands: "Happiness, happiness, parting, purity, innocence, peace, hope, beauty, deep love... what do you mean?"

"What I send you means hope."

"Hope for what?"

Antonio has already started picking meat at the stall: "I hope I can get rid of your trouble soon."

"That's what I hope too." Elizabeth tried hard to find the selection experience in her previous life: "Are you sure this is mutton? You know, I can't even smell a bit of mutton."

"This is not the meat of lamb, it is the meat of adult sheep. After eight years of feeding, the wool is sheared off, and then eaten. In fact, this is already quite good. Some places will sell dog meat as lamb. If you are lucky Well, we'll have mutton pudding tonight—you'll make it."

"Traditional British cuisine." Elizabeth froze for a moment: "I will, but I hate the processing process." Wrapped in gauze and thrown into the cooking pot, it is simply a great idea of ​​dark cooking.

"We'll have guests tonight, so it's better to be generous." Antonio said, "Maybe... buy some beef tongue?"

"Or just buy a turkey." Elizabeth spread her hands.

"And of course vegetables...potatoes, carrots, turnips, cabbages, cauliflower, shallots and sweet potatoes..."

"Lancaster, I have to say, I hate cauliflower, to the point where I can't eat a whole meal as long as it appears on the table." Both Yun Shao and Elizabeth couldn't accept cauliflower, so they firmly opposed it.

Elizabeth didn't know why the two quarreled in the end. In short, it seemed that she and Antonio only discovered this when the food stall owner couldn't bear to remind them.

"Okay." Elizabeth decided that she couldn't let others watch her any longer: "Buy one and take it home, but not tonight." After tonight, she will probably be able to go home, and she doesn't need to endure cauliflower at all.

"Okay." Antonio nodded, and then took out his wallet to pay: "Oh...damn it." All his spare money was used to buy flowers for Elizabeth.

Elizabeth noticed his empty wallet, so she could only find out her own money: "I'll pay, sir."

"I never imagined that one day I'd have to ask a woman to pay for it."

"When a woman has an income, it becomes a matter of course to pay. As far as I know, many aristocrats now marry rich heiresses to pay for their huge expenses. That is also asking women to pay. But it’s not just taking money from their hands.” Elizabeth spoke quickly, although as far as she knew, this kind of marriage usually came from the wishes of both families, one got the title and the other got the money.

"I don't intend to do that." Antonio had an expression of "I despise those men who eat soft food".

"I don't intend to either."

"Then what are you going to do?" Antonio raised his lips and smiled slightly, his purple eyes shining brightly: "Lady (Miss) Elizabeth Morgan?"

"You can call me Miss Morgan." Elizabeth went away: "I am my father's only child, of course the eldest daughter." She would not tell Antonio that she did not want to get married.

"Okay, Miss Morgan, we can take the things home first, and then go to Whitechapel Railway Station to pick up someone, oh... maybe two."

The two arrived at Whitechapel Railway Station. Among the crowd at the train station, they saw a man wearing a top hat.

"Jacob!" Antonio walked forward with Elizabeth.

Elizabeth saw a man with scars on his eyebrows, some beards, a black assassin suit, and a top hat—Jacob Frye.

"Hi, Antonio, this is Jack, and I'm going to take him to the Assassin Organization in London for training."

"Hi Jacob, how was the trip to India?"

"Very good, except seeing Evie and Lao Ge together." Jacob said, "I also learned about scare bombs and spikes at the Indian Brotherhood, so next time we can directly scare those who get in the way." Gone, and—this is..." Jacob finally noticed Elizabeth.

From Jacob's point of view, this girl was wearing the clothes of the Assassin Organization, and she was also wearing a Hidden Blade, but she looked nothing like an Assassin.It was too obtrusive, and Jacob's eagle vision allowed him to tell that this girl was not their ally.

"Elizabeth Morgan, heir to the Earl of Glamorgan. Come for some help."

Elizabeth paused for a moment, and she felt the eyes of the boy who was not as high as her chest in Jacob's hand, almost eating people.

Startled, Elizabeth backed away.

"Any questions, Jacob?"

Jacob let Elizabeth and Jack stay where they were, and he took Antonio by himself while talking.

Elizabeth looked back.

Well, the gestures and gestures of these two people seem to be gay, and the voices of the two people are completely inaudible.

Hold on, Jacob Fry looks like a real gay!Everyone on Earth knows the kiss he and Rose had before they died!

The author has something to say: hehehe~ Jager is not Antonio~

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