"So, Dr. Bella, how was she saved?"

"It was I who sold the shop and all the money I had made, and it barely calmed the aristocracy's anger." The old woman Prasvia said as she secretly wiped her tears. "But they didn't just give up." Prasvia continued: "Just as we were lifting poor Bella down from that cross, the clergy of the church came, and they said that Bella's sins were too great and that she had to go to church to atone for her sins! ”

"Atonement? It won't be another beating. ”

"No, no, at least they look pretty Sven." The old woman Erasvia wiped away a handful of tears from her eyes and continued, "I was just worried that they would be even worse by this, so I stuffed the clergy with the Oren gold coins that I had secretly hidden in front of me, hoping that they would raise their noble hands. ”

"And then?"

"They took the money as promised, but said that although you showed your sincerity and proved your faith, Bella's heresy must be purified or punished! He also said that it was not a personal vendetta, but God's will. ”

"God's will......" I smiled wryly and shook my head helplessly, I couldn't believe in this thing, even if I was tied to the cross for two days and two nights without eating or drinking. This is all a trick by the clergy to deceive the public, but it is such a clumsy trick that has been tried and tested again and again in this world where the people's wisdom has not yet opened. But I was more interested in their methods of torturism, and I wondered how the clergy, who seemed to be well-mannered in their language, did their work. "So when Dr. Bella went to church, did she become like this?"

"Yes, I heard, I just heard." As she spoke, the old woman Prasvia's tears came again, and she wiped them away again, "They made Bella, who had not eaten for two days and two nights, kneel in front of the statue of God in the church for a day and a night, and my Bella even fainted more than once in the middle, but they did not show any mercy. God, it's all my fault, if I had persuaded him not to let him be a medicine seller, wouldn't it be good to honestly buy a few fields and plant some grapes? The old woman's tears could not be stopped.

"Mom, I don't blame you for this."

"Shut up, Tenaia!" Although she was crying, Prasvia still gagged Tenaia with a serious face. "It's all your fault, if you hadn't had mercy to bring that damned slave home and let your father heal him, your father wouldn't have ended up in such a field." Prasvia glared at Tenaia as if everything was because of her.

"I ......" Tenaia wanted to say, but what could she say? The more she tried to refute it, the guilt in her heart made her feel more guilty. She had nothing to refute, so she jerked herself to her feet and prepared to run out of the house. But I caught out about her intentions just in time, and as she ran up behind me, I grabbed her arm and pulled her into my arms like a domineering president on TV.

Okay, I'll admit it's very inappropriate, but what else can I do but pretend to be nothing. It was very natural for her to sit on my lap, as if we were already familiar with each other in this position. Tenaia blushed in front of her mother, where did she get her temper at this time? All that's left is shyness. I looked at Plasvia with a serious look on my face, and let her know that Dr. Bella's matter was more important than anything else.

"Who told you this!"

I couldn't be angry, as I expected, they were no different from the nobleman who persecuted Bella, and it could even be said that the clergy were secretly colluding with the nobleman, maybe they were in a gang. But the old woman Prasvia and her family did not seem to notice, but blindly told their misfortune. This is exactly what they, well, the ruling class and the clergy want to see the most, in the face of persecution, they do not think of the persecutor and blame the victims themselves in the first place, this is the people and believers that the empire and God need. There is no need to resist, just be a docile sheep.

"Ahh

Plasvia hesitated for a moment, she probably hadn't recovered from the way I put my arms around Tenaia, but fortunately, she quickly regained her composure. It's just that her voice has become much quieter, and she said, "That is, the priest I gave the money to." Ah, enough is enough, enough is enough! She began to lose patience, and she raised a hand to me, signaling that she didn't want to answer any more questions about me.

"Okay." I nodded softly, in obedience.

"Well, why didn't I see Andrew?" The old woman Prasvia deliberately changed the subject, "Didn't he come with you and be inseparable?" Why didn't you see him as a guest? ”

"Because." I let out a long sigh, and I had to say that the excuse that the old woman made was really impossible for people to pick up, and I thought for a moment, but still said truthfully: "He went to find his own life, and he knew that everyone has his own happiness, which was originally arranged by God and gave everyone the right." ”

The old woman was silent, and it seemed that she had no excuse to divert the subject, especially when she saw me so intimate with her daughter. Maybe this move has been done before, but it's just a date between young men and women or something, Tenaia sat on my lap, her head was lowered, her little face was flushed, and she was full of peach blossoms and smiling spring breeze on her red and bright green ridges, which is what she is saying now, this woman who is full of Western European characteristics, has a different kind of beauty between her gestures, which is different from the connotation of East Asian women. She caught my gaze deeply, like a black hole, yes, a black hole from which even light could escape, and grabbed my eyes so tightly that I could not detach myself from her.

"I think I'm a little tired." The old woman, Prasvia, deliberately made an excuse, she wiped the tears from her eyes and acquiesced in such a presumptuous act of the two of us. She subconsciously avoided it, got up and entered another door behind her, leaving only me and Tenaia.

My heart was pounding, and it felt like the first time I had a relationship with Xiaoya, with blood spurting, and there was excitement and nervousness in the blood.

It was as if it were frozen, only the faint light of the fire and the two people who were reflected in it, two men and women hugging each other tightly.

I looked up at her, and she looked down at me, silent with each other, only the gaze in their eyes. My face felt her breathe slightly, swallowed unconsciously, and my hands began to wander uncontrollably over her body, first on her legs, then on her waist, then on her breasts, until I grasped the softness hidden under the cloth and let my palms sink deep into it.

She didn't resist, she just bit her lower lip and looked at me with her tearful eyes, which was really distressing, but how could I have mercy at this time? I don't think it's touching, it's just deliberately seducing me to be horny.

Her breathing grew heavier, and my other hand began to wrap around her hip, and she didn't resist the whole time.