It's always a lose-lose situation, Tilia doesn't care, but the Holy Court does.

Due to various concerns, the Holy See is further in decline.

On the night that Tilia dealt with Bradding, she unconsciously walked to the door of Mrs. Warmin's room.

According to the latest news, Mrs. Wormien will successfully escape from the Sistine Palace tomorrow night, and the people sent by the Wormien family outside the palace are already ready.

Tilia stood in front of the door for a long time before opening the door and entering. Mrs. Warmin's face showed a momentary look of astonishment, but soon, she regained her composure, turned her head, and turned a blind eye to Tilia as before.

"Ma'am," Tilia called out to her in a low voice, her voice sounded unexpectedly soft.

Seeing that Wormien didn't respond, Tilia restrained herself. This time, she didn't go crazy, but walked to Wormien's side, knelt on the ground, and gently attached her hand to her arm.

Wormien subconsciously wanted to step back, but held back. Tilia was a little unusual tonight, and Wormien wondered if she noticed something.

Just as Wormien was thinking, Tilia rested her head on her bent legs, rubbing her head lightly with her head just like when she was coquettish to his wife when she was a child.

Pulled back by Tilia's action, Wormien was in a trance for a moment. She looked at Tilia's moist eyes, and her eyes were filled with disappointment and disgust.

Mrs. Warmin kept these emotions that might irritate Tilia very well, but Tilia still found it. She pretended to be unaware, put on a small smile, and moved her hand to Mrs. Warmin's neckline. , asked, "Ma'am, I want it, can I?"

Wormyn looked at her, frowned, and didn't answer.

During these days of being imprisoned here, Tilia had ever asked her own wishes, and she suddenly gave in and showed her favor, no matter how she looked at it, she had ulterior motives.

Perhaps it was to appease Tilia, or she was completely disappointed. When Tilia kissed, Mrs. Wormien did not struggle, and Tilia was surprisingly gentle.

During this time, the traces on Mrs. Warmin's body have disappeared and faded, and the porcelain white skin is white in the light.

Tilia stroked her lips inch by inch until she stopped in...

Tilia's supported Mrs. Warmin's bent calf, buried her head, and the elegant fragrance that was the same as the lady's body penetrated into her nostrils.

The touch of each other, the fluctuating warmth... Tilia couldn't put it down.

In Tilia's gentle caressing, Wormion lost her mind several times. When she came back to her senses, she was frightened and frightened. The feeling of indulging in it would make her spurn herself.

Out of the corner of Tilia's eyes, she caught a glimpse of Mrs. Warmin's frowning eyebrows, and she ended hastily on the last night when she could still hold Mrs. Warmin.

After cleaning up the two of them, Tilia hugged Wormien's waist tightly and fell asleep on the bed.

Tilia didn't really fall asleep all night. When she left at dawn the next day, she said something softly and almost silently,

"Ma'am, if it weren't for my shabby body, I wouldn't have let you leave here just like that."

At night, Tilia stood behind the dark wall and watched Mrs. Warmin leave.

Early the next morning, Tilia attacked the Warmien family one after another, becoming more and more reckless in political affairs, and she pressed towards the Holy Court step by step.

The Wormeen family, who was forced to give Tilia's help to the devastation, began a tentative counterattack after rescuing Mrs. Wormeen.

Tilia had thought she would soon be ousted from the throne, but as time passed, she realized that the rest of the Wormien family didn't seem to know that Philip's son was alive.

If they had other options, Tilia would undoubtedly be a waste.

It is self-evident who concealed this news.

In the days that followed, Tilia hung her life on the potion and formed a delicate check-and-balance relationship with the Warmian family. It was a pity for Tilia that Mrs. Warmian never appeared in public again.

When Tilia was like withered and withered, and it was difficult to maintain her normal actions, she pulled out all the hidden threads she had buried.

She once again forced Mrs. Warmin to come out to clean up the mess. When the private army of the Warmin family invaded the palace, Tilia walked back to the small dark room where she first met Mrs. Warmin.

At that time, she huddled in the corner tremblingly, waiting for the nobles to pronounce her fate. It was the lady who pushed open the door, hugged her, and told her not to be afraid.

Tilia returned to that corner, curled up, feeling the collapse of only an inch of consciousness, until it was completely submerged into the darkness of nothingness.

It's a pity that still haven't been able to see Mrs.

When Wormien walked into the hall, looking at the empty throne, she frowned quietly, and she instructed the guard beside her, "Search, but don't hurt her privately."

Max, only five years old, was a puppet in the hands of the Wormien family who was completely controlled, and Wormien had calmed down the turmoil in a very short period of time.

But when Wormeen came back to think about it, she quickly realized that something was wrong, it shouldn't be so fast.

At the same time, the guards finally found the news of Tilia, and Wormion rushed over. Tilia in memory was almost thinned into a skeleton, and her chest could not be seen rising and falling.

There was a moment of movement in Wormien's eyes, she was stunned for a long time before she dared to step forward, her fingers snorted, and there was still a little warmth.

"Find a medical officer and save her." His unwavering tone, as if the company of the past few decades had been destroyed.

Everyone thought that Tilia would die, but Mrs. Warmin tried her best to save her. In the end, she miraculously saved her life and survived as a living dead.

She slept in a bright and spacious room all day long. After learning that she would not die, Mrs. Wormien did not visit her once, and ordered someone to take care of her at all times.

Time flies, and on the day Mrs. Warmin learned that Wen Lin was not dead, she went to see Tilia, and she stood in front of Tilia's bed all day.