Chapter 356 Rori Antovani Usuta

At this moment, Zhiyun's expression became a little indescribable.

Because the painting on the page was the portrait of Queen Ursuda, and she suspected that she was looking at her own face.

It's almost the same!
I remember that when she saw the stone statue for the first time, she was already shocked, but after all, it is a stone statue, carved or something, and there is still a certain gap between it and human facial features.So she has been secretly looking forward to whether she will have the opportunity to see the portrait of the queen in the Simantu palace.

Now she saw it, though not the portrait in the palace.

She flipped through the back of the book, and there were actually not many descriptions about Queen Ursuda, not as many as those recorded in the books Ralph showed her.

However, I knew Queen Usuta's full name.

Lizhi Antovani Ursuda

Usuda is a surname, so she is called Queen Usuda, not her real name. To be precise, she should be called Lizhi.

This family is a very powerful family. Before Queen Usuda succeeded to the throne, the Usuda family was the wealthiest family in Smantu, commonly known as the richest country.

Zhiyun suddenly felt strange.

powerful?rich?Pear weave?

Why is there also a knitting? ?
When Zhiyun returned to the hotel, Han Qingrang was not there.

Zhiyun didn't know where he had gone, so he continued to catch up on sleep for a while, and when he woke up again, dusk had already fallen.

The room was empty, and the sound of her turning over broke the silence. After a while, Zhiyun sat up and went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.

The twilight is bustling, and the long street outside the glass window is covered with silver.

She ordered a pasta, and the soup smelled delicious, but Zhiyun didn't eat a few mouthfuls, it was tasteless.

She called Han Qingrang, but she didn't answer, Zhiyun put down the fork, got up and went back to the room upstairs.

One night passed, the next morning.

In Simantu this month, the wind blows a bit cold, but it can't get rid of the dryness of the summer. Zhiyun breathed on his hands, then rubbed his hands, and finally covered his cheeks.

She took a cup of coffee and stood on the balcony with an ultra-thin notebook next to her, looking at the snow-capped mountains.

The snow in Simantu seems to have condensed on the snow mountain, and there is almost no snow here.

The doorbell rang, Zhiyun went to open the door, she looked at the cat's eye before opening, "You are back."

It's Han Qingrang.

He was wearing a dark gray overcoat, and his black hair was a little damp, probably due to the mist.

He came in and Zhiyun noticed that he had brought breakfast.

I'm so hungry, I didn't feel it just now.

It's probably because I didn't eat much last night, I only ate a little noodles, and I haven't finished eating.

After closing the door, Han Qing let his eyes fall on the cup of coffee in her hand, he held the breakfast in one hand, and took the coffee in her hand with the other, in Qingji's voice, "You haven't eaten breakfast yet, drink coffee on an empty stomach , not good for the stomach."

"I used to have this habit, but I changed it later. I was a little hungry this morning, so I made a cup of instant." The coffee was taken away by him, and Zhiyun was left to him.

Regarding why he left suddenly yesterday and didn't answer the phone calls, Zhiyun didn't mention a word or ask.

Now she feels that it doesn't matter whether she asks or not, and it doesn't matter whether she knows or not.

Because he didn't speak the truth in front of her, it was useless for her to ask.

Simply, she didn't ask.

Put the breakfast on the table, open it, it's all light food, it smells delicious and hooks the taste buds.

Zhiyun sat down and looked up at him, "Have you eaten yet?"

(End of this chapter)

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