Chapter 43: Flower Witch

◎She is equal to him. ◎

Dill must escape.

She desperately hoped that the goddess would turn her into a big white goose now, so that she could flap her wings and fly far away, preferably to a place where Christina could not catch her.

After hearing that Rosalie had a good sleep, Mrs. Leicester was very happy. She seemed to think that Dill had begun to show her talents, so she generously gave Christina to Dill as her personal maid, and invited her to participate. Today's dinner.

So now, Dill is being chased all over the house by Christina. The other person is holding a silver comb and a basket of various perfumes and cosmetics that she has never seen before. She looks at Dill like a puppy. Saw a whole bone covered in gravy.

"Dear young lady, all the famous ladies in Junlihe dress like this. Just give it a try." Christina looked at her with bright eyes, as if looking at her own dreams.

Dill still gave in.

Mrs. Leicester gave her a lot of jewelry and clothes, and Christina picked out Rosalie's old makeup. The style was light and simple, with long, light green satin sleeves rolled up into graceful ripples, lined with milky white lace underneath, and her waist It is tied with a squirrel hair belt dyed lavender, which looks extremely elegant and cute. This is the attire of a young girl from the Leicester family, and it also means that Dill is deeply protected by the Leicester family and warns others not to make mistakes at will.

Christina used the herbal balm produced in the Green Valley River to comb her long hair, and made the black hair soft and smooth until it fell around her waist. She said in an envious tone: "Although you are still a little behind me, you look great. Like a pure saint, holy priests will be fascinated by you."

Dill almost rolled her eyes. She wished that no one would pay attention to her, let alone a holy Taoist priest.

"Lift your chest, you are an upright guest and a beautiful moon witch." Christina arranged her dress for her.

"You too." Dill suddenly held her hand, and when she wasn't paying attention, she put a little balm on her nose from the end of her hair, and the two of them played around for a while.

Dill put a green ribbon around Turnip's neck, making it look like a noble pet.

"Farmer girls also raise a white, fat and well-behaved goose," Kristina took the opportunity to sneer at Oslo: "You can see them everywhere. No one would doubt such a cute and quiet animal. A colorful parrot full of foul words might learn more. study."

Dill didn't know whether to tell her that Turnip loved the smell of herbal balm, and now she was thinking of eating her master until he was bald.

When they arrived, the Baihua Hall where Green Jade City entertained guests was already crowded with people. Silk and mink were intertwined into a magnificent scene. Hundreds of sticks of beeswax reflected the bright bronze mirrors on the wall. The interior Bright as day, the jewelry and gold cups intertwined in the hands of the guests created an even more dazzling light.

Dill saw Lord Leicester at a glance. As the neighbors said, his belly was as broad as a wine barrel, so much so that he could only lift up his jewel-encrusted belt, which almost became a chest strap.

Dill saw that he had a fair, plump and kind face. From time to time he was talking and laughing with Mrs. Leicester, and from time to time he would raise a glass to toast the guests. His rich laughter echoed throughout the hall, making people unconsciously raise the corners of their mouths.

However, what really surprised Dill was the exquisite painting of the three sisters of the goddess of nature playing behind the main table. It was a treasure collaged with rare objects such as ceramics, colored glazes, glass, and lapis lazuli. The goddess's face was dazzling under the candlelight. Lifelike, bright enamel flowers are blooming all over the feet, as if a miracle will come out of the painting at any time.

If the creed of the Supreme God is the rising and setting sun that people rely on to survive, then the faith of the witch is the soft moonlight, adding luster to the depleted soul.

According to Christina, the value of this antique can be worth half the city. The people in the church have been trying to tear down this painting. Lord Leicester is unwilling to do so, so he can only tell the outside world that this painting is from the Blue Agate Islands. Stunning princess; at first he insisted that it was depicting a chorus of holy sisters, but the goddess above was lightly dressed and exposed her fair skin. His persuasiveness was too weak, so he had to change his story.

However, it is still quite rare for Dill and his wife to see the long-lost goddess statue openly. Dill secretly looked at the three nature goddesses. They all have bright red hair, green eyes, and colorful butterfly wings and feathers on their sleeves. They are symbols of all prosperity and beauty. The Baihua Hall of Green Emerald City once It is a holy temple to worship the goddess and is still prosperous and immortal today.

The goddess on the left is wearing a flower robe with a pearl corolla on her head. She must be the spring flower goddess; while the goddess in the middle has a bright green dress embroidered with beautiful grape patterns with gold thread, dancing around a stick of vine-high green staff. The one with plump and graceful posture is the Green Goddess of Summer; the last one, wearing a peacock cloak and holding a golden shuttle to tease the robin, is the Golden Goddess of Harvest.

Dill couldn't help but think of Oya, and soon lost interest in the painting.

The seats they were assigned were in the middle row, and most of the people on the left and right were underage aristocratic children, so there was no need to force a smile or make excuses.

There is everything on the table, including a large basket of wine-stuffed raisin bread, the appetizer is beef soup boiled in white wine, and the main dishes range from lamb knuckles braised in sour wine to grilled pork ribs marinated in orange flavor. Basically, they are all kinds of fruit wine or stewed or stuffed vegetables and meats. Cuisine. In addition to wine-stewed food, there are also more pure alcoholic drinks. It can only be said that it is the castle of the barrel king. Just smelling the smell makes you drunk, and Dill is a little afraid that she will not be able to stay awake enough to leave.

When the fruit pie was presented for dessert, Dill began to want to run away.

The waiter served wine again, and the wine they provided was different each time. The girl tried hard to stay awake, so she just pretended to be polite and took a sip from the edge of the glass. It was a familiar mellow aroma, it was Xia Meng.

Kristina stayed by her side and didn't speak for a while. Dill knew that she was looking at every happy and laughing face clearly, just like looking at a blurry mirror, trying to find a familiar shadow in it.

She could feel Christina's tight body. They were both nervous, but the things they were nervous about were different.

Christina wanted to find her biological father, and Dill forced herself to wake up and scan every face. The family crest that Christina remembers is a small red rose printed on a white background, but there are many families that use roses as their family emblems. Even Mrs. Leicester's mother's family has a green background with a wreath of three red roses.

Dill looked at a knight who was near the throne. He was chatting happily with Lord Leicester. His gorgeous white silk gown was embroidered with a green rose.

Some families may use roses, but they are not red; even if they use red roses, the background color is not white. Looking at the whole scene, almost no one can perfectly match Christina's description.

Dill also saw the Rein family at White Oak Stall. They were obviously the second-in-command of Green Valley River, but they were neither far nor close to the chief position. Lord Lester had no intention of talking to them.

Wilson, the patriarch of the Rein family, is a middle-aged man with a goatee. He wears a noble white velvet gown and a gold and copper belt around his waist. He looks much more handsome than Lord Leicester, but Dill thinks he It gives people a very gloomy feeling.

Earl Wilson seemed to have been drinking wine from the bottom of his glass and showed little interest in the welcome banquet. The young man sitting next to him must be his eldest son Guise; he looked quite handsome, but the dark circles under his eyes were a bit deep. The whole person was listless. In fact, the entire Rein family feels out of place. They all seem to be immersed in their own world and only care about talking to their own people.

Mrs. Leicester's doubts are not without reason. Their loyalty is like a perfunctory white paint, with mottled marks upon closer inspection.

Dill noticed that Keith was absent-minded. He kept looking towards the ladies' table. Dill guessed that he was looking for Rosalie. There might be some calculation and some admiration in him. Dill expected that, after all, Rosalie was indeed a cute person. Charming girl.

Dill has been forcing herself to be distracted by other things, pretending not to hear the whispers of the people around her.

They discussed which young lady's age, breasts and buttocks, as well as the outstanding achievements of the knight's young master. Several of them were repeatedly discussed; Poseva's newly married iconic lady, the beautiful and slutty little princess of the Lewin royal family had already married. Married for the third time, her first two husbands died tragically inexplicably; there is also a certain handsome young knight, who people say is a noble illegitimate son, a great hero who hunts more than a dozen wolves...

Then, she met his eyes.

Just like the first time they met, she fell from the tree and fell into his arms. This time, she was not prepared at all. She looked straight into those clear blue eyes.

The golden hair is short and cute. The young knight is wearing a silk white shirt with a silver-plated buckle at his waist. He is as handsome and handsome as he first saw. People around him are laughing and laughing. It is obvious that this wolf knight is here. Suitable for noble occasions.

Maybe he really didn't lie. But Dill is more curious. Was it the hunter who suddenly became kind and adopted the wolf cub? Or maybe the hunter himself is a wolf in disguise, just raising wolf cubs in the sheep den from generation to generation.

Dill glanced quickly and then flashed her eyes, but the other party did not.

An extremely intense and focused gaze was directed towards her. The young knight had no worries at all and just stared at the girl with a blushing face. If it weren't for the fact that there were several tables between them, Dill could guarantee that he would definitely be like a big dog seeing an acquaintance, its tail wagging, and it would happily pounce on him.

Dill could only pretend to concentrate on the dessert on the plate.

The leftovers and desserts were taken away one after another, and the waiters began to serve cheese and fruits accompanied by fine wine. Not only did the banquet not end, but it also took a worse direction.

They began to clear the space and add more candles to the chandelier in the center. Lord Leicester took the lead in leading his wife in an opening dance, like throwing a pebble to a pond full of fish, followed by one pair, two pairs , people began to jump onto the dance floor one after another.

Dill looked at the crowd who were about to move, and the wine in her stomach began to boil. She slapped her face and said to Christina: "It's so hot here, let's go out and enjoy the breeze."

Kristina was about to speak when her eyes suddenly lit up. An ominous premonition arose in Dill's heart. Sure enough, after turning around, she was facing the man's chest. She slowly raised her head. She saw a white chin and elegant curves. The young man's handsome appearance could be seen. Fooling anyone, like the Moon Witch behind her.

"Come on, Dill." The person behind him gave a secret push and disappeared without a trace.

Dill: Sister? ! Do you know you just pushed your friend towards a wolf?

  "long time no see."

Hearing Mucha's voice again, Dill suddenly became enlightened.

Suddenly the hem of her skirt tightened, and someone stepped on her clothes. Dill had no time to react, and her other hand was faster. Mucha skillfully brought the girl to his side, and gently pushed the person away with her other hand, saving her from under his feet. A touch of green satin emerges.

The gentle wolf knight wiped the dust on her skirt, and his clear blue eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of candlelights: "You are beautiful tonight."

Perhaps it was the alcohol in her stomach that was causing trouble. Dill broke out in a cold sweat and her cheeks gradually became swollen.

She was suddenly angry, angry with Mu Xia and also angry with herself. It was obvious that they knew each other's ins and outs, yet the other could be so calm and composed, while he was as scared as a sheep, hiding everywhere.

She is a witch and the natural enemy of werewolves. She doesn't need to be afraid of him at all, let alone avoid him... she just needs to talk to him like that time.

She and he are equal.

Dill quietly raised her head, and then she noticed that the boy's face was also very red, which made her wonder if he had drunk too much.

The girl whispered back: "Actually, these are not my clothes or things."

Mucha's face showed surprise, and he couldn't help but smile: "No wonder the perfume doesn't suit you."

Dill: Huh?

The Moon Witch subconsciously stared at the dishonest and straight nose of the other party.

The Wolf Knight was unaware of it and continued to be intoxicated: "Your own fragrance is enough, better than all the fruits and flowers in the Green Valley River. Those cheap imitations will only cover up your beauty."

Different from praising the clothes just now, Dill heard another meaning: artificial flavors will cover up the aroma of natural ingredients.