Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

Estelle wandered around her daughter's room.

Elizabeth did not bring anything with her when she left. The evidence that can prove her elopement is the completely smashed window and the broken dressing stool in front of the dressing table.

But now it has been fixed.

Estelle sighed. Although she wasn't worried for a while, she was almost overwhelmed by self-blame.

"It would be fine if you agreed at the time. I don't care about Templars or Assassins. My daughter is the most important thing." Estelle sighed: "I always expected her to be a perfect noble lady, but ...It's all your fault for connivance."

"Honey, if we're going to stick to those rules, we're breaking the rules of high society by now. Do you want me to call you 'mylady'?"

"I don't care about that anymore, I just want her back." Estelle said, "Do you have an idea?"

"Henry Lancaster has always said that he knows nothing about his son's elopement. The whole of London knows that he and his son have a bad relationship, but I always feel that the old bastard knows something." Dungal helped She raised her forehead: "If Liz wants to leave, a carriage is not acceptable. She must have taken a train, but I don't know which train they took. There are so many train stations in London, and some of them are now in the Black Crow Gang. In the control of ... I will clean them up sooner or later."

"Perhaps, we can find their plan from Liz's drawer?" Estelle suggested because she had read a lot of novels and had a little experience in elopement.

The couple walked to the desk at the same time.

The desk is normal, with paper, pen and ink, Estelle directly opened her daughter's drawer: "A photo album?"

Queen Victoria's husband, Prince Albert, liked taking pictures very much, which was also a decent hobby among Victorian nobles.

Deng Jia flipped through it casually: "This is Liz who is over one year old... walking with the help of the bed... when she was three years old, she finally learned to use a knife and fork..."

There are many, many photos. Although it takes a long time to pose for a photo in the Victorian era, Elizabeth has always insisted on living.

"She's been different from other kids since she was little, isn't she?"

"Don't look, we have to get the child back first."

Deng Jia put down the photo album and gritted his teeth: "I will definitely blow that kid's head off."

"You know we are in London now, which is the most developed traffic area on the entire British Isle. I'd better know which station she went to. If it's Eustace Station, then it should be the 'London and South West Railway'. We You have to go to Scotland to find her. If you get Paddington Station, then it's the 'Great Western Railway' - Cornwall is also possible, but I bet she won't go to Wales." Dungall rubbed his forehead: "Munster once It's also our territory...Maybe she's going to Scotland? But I'm still investigating where the timed train went that night."

"it is good."

The Morgans are trying to find a way to bring back their eloped daughter, and here, Elizabeth is still baking cakes for Antonio unconsciously.

The life on the farm is really very busy. She and Antonio can only talk when they eat together every day. Even at night, the two of them have to deal with a lot of things.

Elizabeth felt that the busy days now were much more down-to-earth than the previous ones. While thinking, she buttoned the shirt that Antonio made.

She prepared a rich meal, put it in a basket, and went to Antonio.

Antonio is packing up their newly prepared bees—since they are here to experience life, it is only good for them to design more farms, and they can also be more fully self-sufficient.

"Don't come here, my dear, these bees will sting." Antonio frantically drove the bees away, and Elizabeth was overjoyed: "Come on, honey, let's eat your birthday lunch."

Antonio managed to deal with the swarm of bees, and then came to sit down with Elizabeth, and she spread the tablecloth: "Come, try the cake."

Antonio took a sip and frowned: "I guess this taste is too sweet for me."

"Really?" Elizabeth quickly tasted it: "This is fresh, it shouldn't be particularly sweet."

In the Victorian era, the British believed that the longer the pastry was kept, the better it was, especially the Christmas pudding made with a lot of eggs and flour and the pound cake made with a lot of cream.Because it is believed that the longer the pastry is stored, the more the sugar penetrates deeper into the batter, so the longer it sits, the better the taste of the pastry.

Antonio frowned: "Is it because our plates are different?"

Elizabeth was about to hand over her plate next: "Then change it and try... ah!"

Antonio's eyes were close at hand: "I want to taste the cake in your mouth more."

"Hmm..." Elizabeth was suppressed by him, and she couldn't even get the strength to struggle: "What are you doing... Get up..."

Antonio kissed her directly and entangled on the ground for a while.

"No...not here...this is the courtyard..." Elizabeth pushed harder when she thought that she was still in her menstrual period: "I can't do it these days, my dear."

Antonio hugged her and kissed her hard again: "Okay." Then he sat up and straightened his clothes again.

Elizabeth's face was flushed and her hair was disheveled. She sat up and straightened her clothes: "I can't do it these days, I...my period is here."

"Okay." Antonio sighed: "I don't know when we will have a few more people."

"Hey!" Elizabeth blushed, "You villain!"

"I'm sorry, Elizabeth." Antonio lowered his eyes: "You could have lived as the 'husband's crown', the head of a big family, and the mistress of a prominent family, because I..."

"I love you." Elizabeth said while arranging her clothes: "What does a husband who spends time in noble clubs mean to me? Now this is much better than I imagined."

Elizabeth had her hair cut. Before she met Antonio, she had no special requirements for her marriage. Marry a good-looking man who is well-matched, who is willing to support the family, and gets the crown as a wedding gift. Running up and down the country house, living as a countess and some lady—it was easier than that, but definitely not as happy.

"I made you a shirt, I hope you like it." Elizabeth handed the shirt to her lover.

Antonio didn't open it: "Aren't you going to prepare a wedding dress? I remember you are looking forward to a wedding."

"No, no." Elizabeth shook her head. "The bride can't make her own wedding dress, and she can't put on her wedding dress in advance, otherwise bad luck will come. Let's hire a tailor after we've settled down better."

"I've been very busy recently, and I don't know when I can be free."

"Summer is the busiest time. When we plant the wheat in autumn and winter comes, maybe we can have some leisure time. At that time, we only need to do some daily things, but Antonio, do you want to consider taking advantage of the good weather? Please Somebody build us a bathroom?"

"Bathroom?" Antonio smiled. "What do you want a bathroom for?"

"It's too inconvenient to take a bath in the house. It's okay now, but I will freeze to death in winter."

"Well, if you want." Antonio sat up straight and continued to eat the cake: "Oh, it's really a bit too sweet."

"Forgive me, I'm half French after all."

"What does this have to do with French ancestry?" Antonio finished his cake: "Although it is very sweet, it tastes really good."

"After all, macaron, a dessert that can be sweet to greasy, is a French invention." Elizabeth slipped into his arms and continued to eat the cake.

Antonio put his arms around her: "Then I guess you will like honey very much."

Elizabeth gnawed the cake in her hand: "Speaking of honey, how about the bees?"

Antonio held his forehead: "Well, although these are Italian bees imported from Italy, they don't understand Italian at all."

"Hahahaha...you really speak Italian to the bees? Hahahaha..." Elizabeth rolled over with laughter in Antonio's arms: "Sheep in Shropshire can't understand English, baby!"

"I thought they could at least be a little smarter." Antonio looked helpless: "It's really not a good experience."

"Okay." After the two finished eating the cake, Elizabeth packed up her things: "I'm going back to my room. The clothes at home haven't been ironed yet."

"Take the shirt back." Antonio returned the box to her: "You can put it on the bed and wait for me to open it tonight, but it won't help me in my beekeeping life now."

"Thank you, Tony." Elizabeth packed the things into the basket and took them home together.

Take care of the vegetables and a few flowers in the garden, clean up the daily soot in the house, dispose of the garbage, tidy up the kitchen utensils... feed the chickens, ducks, cows and pigs... basically every day.

Because the two of them ran in a hurry and didn't have much clothes, Elizabeth had to do some needlework for the two of them in her free time, and she had to make a coat anyway.

And the shutters she just made, and she plans to make two more hats.

They are already so busy now, when they have a child... Forget it, let's put it aside.

When the family's cows have calves, they will still have milk to drink, but it also means that Elizabeth needs to find a way to make dairy products.

"My God, I haven't seen how the dairymaids on the family farm work .”

Obviously, Yun Shao's memory can't provide any help.

The author has something to say: Don’t be too hungry and thirsty Antonio, you can eat it sooner or later~

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