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byTilia completely forgot her purpose of coming today. She looked at Mrs. Wormien's fragile shoulder blades that were undulating like cicada wings, and showed an almost perverted smile.
Their bodies fit together without the slightest gap, and Tilia felt Mrs. Wormion's trembling, and she felt the loss of her body, which she couldn't restrain.
This indescribable feeling made Tilia addicted. When she took out a smooth cone-shaped object, Mrs. Wormien shrank obviously, and she lay softly on one side, her eyes with pleading. Means, "Tilia, I'm really tired."
Chapter 124
Tilia could clearly feel that her body was enduring irreversible failure because of that bowl of medicine.
She exhausted the prescriptions that Wen Lin had left behind, and drank the bitter herbal juice bowl after bowl, but it didn't work, and even made her body weaker.
Gradually, Tilia stopped looking for Mrs. Warmin, and at the same time, with her acquiescence, Warmin began to be released for free movement in a small area.
Tilia watched Mrs. Warmin recover a little bit in the dark where no one could see it, watched her connect with her former confidant, and watched them successfully find Philip's son who was actually not dead - Mike s.
Sure enough, in political affairs, Madam's methods have always been neat and tidy.
Tilia took a small breath and let out a grunt accompanied by bright red blood.
After that, Tilia would stay in the narrow passage every day, obsessively watching Mrs. Warmin's every move, but never appeared in front of Warmin's eyes again.
Mrs. Warmin was a little wary when she found her confidant at first. After nearly three months, she seemed to have found something and began to use her confidant's hand to escape from the Sistine Palace.
Tilia knew that Mrs. Warmin wanted to leave here, leave her, she smiled silently, and whispered softly,
"Ma'am, how could I really let you escape?"
Tilia was still a little surprised when she listened to the clerk's response to Madam's movements, and at the same time she was also a little bit unspeakable ecstasy. She thought Madam would think about how to kill herself when she came out, but now it seems that she just wanted to. Just leave.
But after being happy for a while, Tilia felt very sad again. She won't be able to live for long. Whether it's love or hate, Madam will have nothing to do with her.
The large swathes of sunlight fell on the dome-shaped roof, reflecting the dazzling white light.
Tilia stretched out her hand and watched the light fall on her hand. It should have been warm, but when she thought of the next arrangement, her fingertips felt cold.
Tilia thought sadly, not only did she not escape the fate of the Sistine royal family living in the shadow of the Holy Court, she also did not catch the light that had fallen in the gloom.
I don't know whether to be happy or regretful, this short and sad life is still coming to an end.
In Tilia's barren and pitiful recollection, the only bright spot was Lady Warmin.
Madam stood in front of her, blocking the heavy snow, the storm... But what did she do? Tilia looked at her hand and thought blankly.
The secretary hesitated for a long time on the other side of the corridor, looking at Tilia's face carefully, thinking of her frantic expression when she gave the order, the secretary finally walked up.
"Your Majesty, the escaped waiter of Guard Noli was caught, and he confessed."
"Who is it?" Tilia turned her head suddenly, a cold light flashing across her eyes.
"It's the Archbishop of Bredding. He followed the orders of the Archbishop of Bredding to poison. If you are successfully poisoned, the Holy See will use your death to launch a crusade against the Wormeen family. If you are lucky enough to survive, they will Use this to alienate your relationship with the Warmin family."
When the clerk spoke, the cold sweat on his head slipped uncontrollably, and when Tilia's eyes swept over, he felt more and more difficult to breathe.
Especially when he found that His Majesty heard the news, not only did not become happy, but heavier.
Tilia's expression turned hideous for a moment, she waved her hand, and when the surroundings regained the silence, she suddenly began to laugh loudly against the wall, followed by a heart-piercing cough, louder than louder.
Jing waited for the pain in her heart to subside, Tilia summoned someone with a blank expression, and went straight to the dungeon.
The waiter was kept alone in the lowest cell, with wooden shackles on his limbs, and even mouth shackles to prevent him from committing suicide.
He was imprisoned here, and he took turns to experience some punishments that would not cause death, but people could not survive or die.
When he saw Tilia walking in, the waiter trembled even more, and he couldn't help begging for mercy.
Tilia stood at the door of the cell, turned a deaf ear, and only asked him, "Is there an antidote?"
The poison provided by the Holy Court was originally made of various poisonous substances mixed together. How could there be an antidote? The waiter's pale lips trembled and he remained silent.
Although she didn't report any hope, Tilia was still a little disappointed. She took out the long sword on the side, walked over and used all her strength to stab her into the chest of the waiter.
"Did you know? Your master stayed here for three months without confessing, and he didn't say anything until he died."
Guard Noli bit to death the order of Mrs. Warmion of the city. Tilia believed it. The decadent body made her mentally chaotic and crazy. It was not until Mrs. Warmion was tortured to death that she was able to recover from incomparable excitement. After the emotions faded, found a trace of reason.
When she walked out of the dungeon, Tilia's expressionless face was covered with tears. She walked back to the main hall slowly as usual.
Along the way, Tilia couldn't help but think, at least she can't die now, at least kill all the people in the Holy Court.
The revered cardinal archbishops in Madry did not expect that Tilia, a wolf cub, would deal with them like a lifeless one, not only for her own life, but also for those who were loyal to her, she seemed to not let go at all on the heart.
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