"Hey, I said, are you happy?" Rilla murmured with her broom, staring at the dust next to the fireplace.

Sally was looking at the book next to the fireplace. She heard the question raised by the girl opposite. She looked around and found that there was no one else except herself. So she confirmed that the girl opposite was talking to her. She raised her head in confusion: "How do you ask such a question? Whether you are happy or not, don't you just keep living?"

Whether you are happy or not, you must continue to live... This sentence is really an understatement from the beautiful girl in bright clothes.

Rilla sighed in her heart, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, but not from the joy from the heart, but a helplessness similar to a bitter smile. She knew that if she had a lot of money now and was deeply loved by such a beautiful prince, then she could be so calm and composed.

"If I could have such a life like you, what would it be if I had half a leg?" Rilla whispered softly, looking at the half-empty hem of the girl opposite.

Although this sentence is light, the meaning is not light. Sally trembled strongly in her heart. She gritted her teeth and tried to control herself from losing her temper. She unconsciously closed the thick book on her hand.

The snap made Rilla a little scared. She pretended to be calm and asked while sweeping the floor: "Why, I'm saying that makes you uncomfortable?"

"Not, but it reminds me of my own suffering."

"Let's listen and see which of us is worse."

"Yes, you are the first person I have ever seen in my life who can open my heart."

"Do you believe me so much?"

"I believed you from the first sight of you."

Rilla laughed loudly, tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, making people look down on her happiness or conceal her loss with the illusion of happiness. After laughing enough, she wiped her hands with an apron and kept the broom aside.

Sally picked up another silver tea cup, poured black tea into it, and handed it to Rhela who was walking over.

The two girls are both fourteen or fifteen years old, with similar personalities and mutual appreciation.

A born in a spring full of hope, with black and blue eyes and long gray-white hair braided into the shape of twisted flowers. Although wearing a cloth dress, it is difficult to stop being naturally beautiful, with flexible eyes, firm corners of the mouth, gentle temperament but stubbornness; a born in a quiet winter, with mysterious light in gray eyes, and long brown wavy curly hair laid laid laid on her shoulders, simple and gorgeous clothes, leisurely temperament with a hint of depression, and her face is even more beautiful and unconventional, like a character in a fairy tale, as if there is a layer of mysterious fog on her body.

The two girls sat on the sofa at the same time, one sitting in the east and the other sitting in the north. They picked up the teacup almost at the same time, took a sip and put it down, which was very tacit.

"The socks on your feet are broken, are they cold?" Sally asked lightly.

Rhela looked straight at the pool outside the glass, expressionless, and did not answer Sally's question directly, but said something in his heart: "I could have stood in your position and asked the servant the same question."

"Now you can't change anything, you can only accept your fate, right? Like me."

"You are so light-hearted. You accept your fate as a rich lady who is favored by the prince, but I want to accept your fate as a servant for the rest of my life."

Sally frowned, she clearly felt the fear emitted by Rilla and the hostility derived from this fear. After thinking for a while, she said, "My sister, you are also your stepmother, and you are not.

If you want to keep making things difficult for you, she told me that you must remind the housekeeper to find a good family for you."

"Hmph." Rilla sneered, "Why did Roberts kill my father and take my family's property so kind?"

Although Sally had suspected Roberts, she was still angry when she heard the bad words from her sister. However, she could understand Rilla's heart, not to mention that Rilla should not be a servant. When she thought of this, Sally changed from anger to sympathy for Rilla.

Sally wanted to comfort Rilla, but not to say bad things about her own sister. She thought for a while and said, "Maybe things don't think you think. My sister is not good to you, but things will turn around, believe me."

Rilla still sneered: "Sensual thinking makes me believe in you, but rational thinking makes me doubt you."

After she said that, she looked at the black tea and biscuits on the table with nostalgia, then stood up and said, "Miss Sally, if there is nothing else, I'll go clean it." The coldness before the sob that was about to burst out was hidden in this voice. Although it was gentle, it seemed to penetrate the heart of the listener.

Sally took all the eyes of Ruila just now. After Ruila left, she slowly stood up with one foot, held the sofa with her hands, and quietly looked at Ruila's back. The figure was thin, like a lonely grass, with perseverance and unstoppable in the wind.

At night, Rilla finally wiped the last piece of floor clean. Her soft hands gently beat her sore arms, but because she was too weak, there was no relief.

At this time, the servants had already rested. Since Zhenzhen got married, she had to wipe the floor alone at night every day, enduring the coldness of the corridors in the dark.

Originally, these floor tiles should belong to her and Zhenzhen, but now those who enjoy these wealth and wealth have no reason to become people who had nothing to do with Guibi Manor. "Haha." Ruila was also very cold in her heart. Her laughter seemed to mock her father who was wrongly accused of the ignorant sister, the fickle prince and everything that did not match her wishes.

As she slowly walked out of the big house, she was already numb by this scene. She braved the cold wind and walked towards the hut near the orchard. When she opened the small wooden door, she subconsciously believed that it should be as simple as usual, with daily rats and ants as guests, and windows with cold wind.

However, tonight was different from the past. She thought she was dreaming, so she closed the wooden door and slapped her cheek hard. She opened the door after feeling it hurt.

Still like before! A pot of black tea was placed on the table, and high-end snacks were slowed down next to it, including macarons, cakes and sweet cakes! The aroma of black tea permeates the whole room. The old quilt on the bed was replaced with brand new silk quilts, and the sheets were replaced with new ones. There is also a note on the chair: tomorrow a master will come to repair the windows for you-Sally

A long-lost sense of warmth hit my heart, and warm tears flowed out of my eyes.

"It's hot, my tears finally turned hot. Thank you Sally~" Rilla said on the chest of the note house, quietly feel the pure and generous heart of the note owner.

The next morning, Rilla wanted to thank Sally, but she saw the prince intimately taking Rilla into the carriage.

The prince's face is still so cute and charming, and the prince's temperament is still so noble and elegant. All of this makes Rilla fall into it and cannot extricate himself.

"I love him, I only love the prince." Rilla murmured to himself, "Sally, my property belongs to you and your sister, why just

Can't you give the prince to me?"

She looked at the torn clothes she was wearing, which was simply unbearable compared to Sally's noble clothes: "No wonder the prince liked her. Is it necessarily because of the clothes? It must be like this!" Rilla screamed wildly and threw away the broom.

She squatted down and grabbed her hair. She was very scared because she thought of Zhenzhen's ending. Zhenzhen could not be with her beloved boy and married the person who the girls in the village were most reluctant to marry. So will her ending be the same as Zhenzhen? Even if Sally said that Roberts wanted to marry better, who can guarantee the credibility of Roberts' words?

Rilla was very scared at this time. She didn't want to be as miserable as Zhenzhen. Even if she couldn't change the fate of the miserable marriage, she couldn't let Sally marry the prince, otherwise the gap in her heart would be even greater and she would be more painful. The fear gradually deepened in her heart, causing her to tremble all over.

Suddenly the second housekeeper came over and grabbed Rilla's ear: "You bad boy, are you actually lazy? Don't think that Miss Sally treats you well, we will relax our discipline on you. After all, it was Mrs. Roberts who asked me to take strict care of you! It would be useless for Miss Sally to care about you! As a punishment, you are not allowed to eat at noon today!"

She couldn't eat again! Such a harsh punishment really made her feel physically and mentally disgusted. Rilla couldn't stand such abuse anymore. She used all her strength to push the second housekeeper away and ran out.

Just drown in the cold of winter like this, mom and dad, waiting for me, I'm here to find you, Rhela thought in his heart.

The fear made her bravely resist because she knew that if she continued to be weak like this, she would be a dead end. Why not try her best?

As she ran, she tripped by the stone under her feet. Looking at the moss in the cracks, she smiled foolishly: "The weather is so cold, it is really not easy for you to live like this."

Living... Such words are so familiar. In a trance, she recalled that her biological mother once said to her and Zhenzhen on the hospital bed: "In the future, you must live well. No matter what hardships you encounter in your life, you must live. Because, once you walk through that terrible black forest, there may be beautiful green waters and green mountains behind you."

Yes, you have to live... Perhaps it was the fear of death and the fear of letting down your mother's expectations. Rela once again ignited hope for life.

"I am a girl born in spring. Since I was born, I have always been with hope with everything. I can definitely do it." Rhela looked up at the sun. Although the sunshine in winter is not dazzling, it will make people cry after watching it for a long time.

"I shed tears at the light of hope, it was the last time I cried." Rilla smiled, "I must win a game back, I will get back what belongs to me and Zhenzhen. I don't spend my daily fear. Sally, I won't let you marry the prince, I will never."

Tears seem to have completely dried up. Fear is really a magical thing. Since a person was born, he knew how to use tears to eliminate the anxiety caused by fear. However, when he grew up, fear will completely change a person's nature and make the person never shed tears again.

Rhela looked at the lights deep in the forest, and the lights were extremely obvious, penetrated the gaps between these big trees.

She was filled with emotion and murmured to herself: "You can't get what I can't get~ Sally, don't blame me, I can see that you don't like His Highness the Prince very much. Then, let me help you silently and destroy this impossible marriage, and by the way, take back all the things that should belong to me and Zhenzhen."
Chapter completed!