in the name of the queen

Chapter 29 You have a family!

Roland didn't think this was an exaggeration.

He had heard of princesses that were several times more delicate than this one.

"What's this? I heard that the princess of a certain country can feel the peas underneath through twenty layers of velvet quilt."

Roland's statement was so outrageous that Lisa certainly didn't believe it.

She just thought Roland was teasing her, lightly tapped Roland on the shoulder, and teased with a smile:
  "Then I will ask Miss Sif next time if there is such a delicate princess."

Roland also laughed.

On this day of taking refuge in Earl Sif's Mansion, Lisa really lived like a year.

Every piece of furniture in the Earl's Mansion was of the highest quality she had ever seen, the clothes were hand-sewn by the royal tailor, and the jewelry scattered casually on the dressing table was so dazzling that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

She didn't dare touch these things at all, for fear that they would be damaged and she wouldn't be able to pay for them.

It was just that she was restrained, but the rules of the Earl's Mansion made her even more suffocated.

She is a guest, no one will judge her harshly.

But those ordinary servants are different.

Seeing their cautious appearance, Lisa felt uncomfortable all over.

The bathroom in the Earl's Mansion was even more luxurious and made her jaw-dropping.

At home, you can only take a makeshift bath with water in a wooden bucket, but here you can enjoy a luxurious hot spring bath.

How much hot water do you need to boil if you take a shower every day?

Lisa is not good at math, but she certainly knows a lot.

In just one day, she truly experienced the differences between classes.

The daily life of the Xif family was a kind of dignity that she dared not touch casually in her dreams.

She instantly understood why Roland jumped into the whirlpool.

After tasting Milanese champagne, the fruit wine brewed by the neighbor is hard to swallow.

It is difficult for people to accept consumption downgrades unless forced.

Roland is capable and young, why can't he fight for it.

Not only Roland, but also her.

After seeing her new home, she couldn't stay in the old, shabby and small old apartment for a day.

She resolutely refused to stay at Sif's house. Part of the reason was that it was awkward to live there. The main reason was that she wanted to pack up her new home as soon as possible.

Roland is too casual in life, she has to do this.

The person who wanted to harm Roland died himself, and the huge sum of fifteen hundred pounds was obtained, which was a good thing.

Although she was a little melancholy, Lisa was in a pretty good mood and kept chattering while walking on the road.

There are not many places with lights in Sussex at night. Fortunately, there are street lights and riverside pedestrian streets on both sides of the Thames River.

Many young people come here to spend time in the evening.

The light at night is a luxury product of this era.

If your family can't afford a light, it's illegal to cut a wall, and you can read in the library, so it makes sense to borrow the country's light to play on the riverside and in the square.

King Quan Square is one of the favorite places for young people.

Dotted around the square are Collins Publishing House and several government buildings, as well as a wide variety of shops.

There is also a softly lit alley in the north of the square, which is a paradise for men.

This is the paradise of Sussex's middle and lower classes.

Government departments around the square keep lights on at night for employees to work overtime.

Employees may not like to work overtime, but the workplace has free lights, tea, and a warm fireplace, which is much better than being dark and cold when they go home.

If the office was not cleared on time at night, some people would even stay in the office overnight.

Lisa met some of her best friends in the square and greeted them warmly.

However, what surprised her was that the reactions of these good friends seemed a little cold.

"Lisa, we are going for a walk by the river, so I won't interrupt your date with Roland."

Lisa's hands froze in the air.

She did want to go home with Roland and didn't want to go for a walk with her best friends, but it still felt a little uncomfortable to be rejected in person. She reached out and brushed the ends of her hair, hiding her embarrassment.

Just when she was running out of words to find something to say, Roland asked softly:
  "Sister, have you told them about our buying a house?"

"Yes, I also invited them to visit their new home after it is ready. I"

The words reached his lips and stopped abruptly.

She reacted instantly.

In the eyes of the "good sisters", she is no longer the same person as them.

They still lived in a dilapidated house that leaked wind in winter and rain in summer, but she and Roland were going to live in a big house in a high-end residential area.

Although their new home is completely incomparable to Count Sif's mansion, the "good sisters"'s dwellings are also incomparable to their new home.

There was a big gap between her just now, and now they are almost the same.

There was also an invisible barrier between them.

"I understand. But I always regard them as friends. You and Miss Sif can be friends, why can't we?"

Roland smiled and said: "Because I can accept it, but they can't. And because they were once just like us."

"Let's go, sister."

Lisa nodded and followed Roland's footsteps, thoughtfully.

Roland seemed to be greeting her to go home, and also seemed to remind her that she didn't need to dwell on the past, as what should be gone could never be kept.

Just as Lisa was doing a little theater of brainstorming, Roland stopped.

"It's quite fast."

Lisa, who was following behind in a daze, bumped into Roland's strong back. She looked up in panic, just in time to see the wolf-like military police rushing into Collins Publishing House.

Looking at her blank look, Roland smiled and explained:
  "Her Majesty the Queen personally gives instructions and cabinet ministers personally supervise the handling. No matter how complicated the case is, it will become extremely simple. Mr. Byron's silver bracelet will not be able to escape the iron rice bowl."

Sylph is closing the net.

Mr. Byron's crime may not have been outrageous in this era, but the Queen felt that he deserved to die, and that was enough.

But this is all Mr. Byron's fault.

If he abides by the law and does not collude with evil forces, why would he be like this?

But does he have the chance to refuse?

In the huge whirlpool of interests, even a prominent figure in the literary world like Lowry took the initiative to put down his dignity, let alone Byron?

As an editor-in-chief of a publishing house, how much money can you make based on your salary?
  Byron may not have much power, but he has access to the upper class elites, and his eyes have been reddened by the luxurious life of the elites.

As long as you work hard, there are plenty of opportunities to get paid for serving the elite nobles.

Of course he's not clean.

Just helping Luo Li murder Roland was enough for him.

The queen was very angry, and the consequences were so serious that he didn't even have to worry about it.

Mr. Byron viciously pulled out the pistol hidden under his desk and pointed it at the military police captain who came to arrest him, trying to threaten him.

However, the gendarmerie captain broke down his resistance with just one sentence.

"Byron, you still have your family."

family? Yes, family!
  The Sussex Empire did abolish the joint sitting system from a legal perspective, but there were ten thousand ways to deal with his family.

Even if it was just confiscating his illegal gains and driving his family to the countryside, he couldn't bear it.

Byron was stunned, dejected, and relieved.

He threw away the pistol, put his hands together and stretched forward, ready to catch him.

When Mr. Byron walked out of the publishing house surrounded by four large military policemen, Roland happened to be standing across the street.

Their eyes met in the air.

Roland's face was calm and his heart was not disturbed.

This is politics. Winner takes all, loser loses everything.

He has no time to lament the cruelty of life, he wants to win.

He also has a family.

(End of this chapter)