Chapter 377: In vain
Because he was disturbed by Solandelle last night, Yuan Wen slept late, so he slept a little longer, and he usually got up before sunrise, and he didn't get up until the next morning.
After Yuan Wen woke up, he ate some simple bread and milk in his room, and just went downstairs to go out, only to find two guards guarding the door of the library.
This is an important place in the palace, and the ministers generally do not guard the mansion too much, and it is impossible for thieves to enter the palace without this need. The second is that there are too many personal guards, and they always seem to distrust His Majesty's royal guards, and they have a bad influence on the outside world.
Although there were guards in the Yuanwen Mansion, they were generally responsible for receiving guests, helping the servants with work, and so on, but it was the first time that he had been guarding the door of the library like this, and Yuanwen remembered that he had never given this order.
As soon as the guard saw that Yuan had heard it, he whispered in his ear: "My lord, Her Royal Highness the princess has been reading books in it all night, and she hasn't slept until now. β
Yuan Wen frowned and looked over, only to see Solandale sitting at her desk, the stacked books high in contrast to her petite body, she was reading the code in one hand, and writing on the paper with a pen in the other, as if she was transcribing.
It can be seen that she is very tired, really tired, the 12-year-old child is growing physically, and the requirements for sleep are very high, she has not slept well during this time, and last night she stayed up all night, and she was reading excerpts at high intensity, both physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme.
Solandelle rubbed her red eyes and kept blinking hard, because she stayed up all night and was weak, and now it was obviously the hot fire season, but she felt cold, and she was wrapped in a thick coat.
In order to stay awake and concentrate, she even found an embroidery needle out of nowhere, but whenever she couldn't hold it and fell asleep, she pricked it in her hand.
Sometimes, the needle can control the force well, and when you feel the pain, it stops.
Sometimes, because I was too sleepy, I couldn't hold it and pricked my fingers and bleed.
Now, Solandelle's left hand was mottled with blood, and there were more than thirty needle holes in the count.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Wen not only did not admire Solandale's persistence, but an evil fire rose in his heart, walked over with a cane, grabbed her left hand suddenly, looked at the dense needle holes on it, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing?" β
Solandel didn't speak, but silently withdrew her hand and continued to look through the laws that she had studied and studied, recording all the legal entries that might help Chino.
Yuan Wen was suddenly furious, he slammed the book fan on the table away, and scolded angrily: "Stubborn?! Deliberately pretending to show me here?! Do you think I'm going to see you pitiful and agree to your request as soon as my heart softens?! β
The floor was littered with disorganized books, and Solandale crouched down, picked them up one by one, patted off the dust, and then sat down at his desk to continue reading the excerpts, without raising his head, and said, "I said, I will use my own efforts to find entries from the Codex that can help Chino." Teacher, if you have something to do, go about it yourself, and leave me alone. β
Yuan Wen's old face twitched with anger, he directly threw off his crutches, and couldn't help but snatch the notes that Solandale had written overnight.
"Shh Like a madman! I think you're a devil! β
"I was thinking that if you behaved well, I could help Chino to intercede with His Majesty. But now it seems that this man should be killed! The sooner you die, the better! β
"This demagogic demon! The dignified royal princess, for the sake of a Chino van Helsing, tossed herself into this appearance. Let him die quickly! If you're dead, you don't have to worry about him! Save yourself from having to go into a ghost and do some mess here! β
Yuan Wen thought that if she tore up Solandelle's notes for the night, she would have an emotional breakdown, crying and running to her father to complain, or a little more childish, howling and spilling here, smashing furniture, and even scratching and biting him.
Once again, however, the origins are wrong.
Faced with the torn notes, Solandale bit her lower lip so hard that she almost bit out the blood, but she still didn't say anything, she picked up the shredded paper with trembling hands, smoothed out the wrinkles, put them back together one by one, and then picked up the pen and copied the contents back into the new notebook.
Yuan Wen's breathing was as rapid as a bull, and he rolled up his sleeves vigorously, wanting to continue tearing Solandelle's things, but he felt that it was a waste of time, and there was no need to waste it with her.
Yuan Wen picked up the crutches on the ground and left with a cold face: "You just continue to do useless work here." I can memorize these codes upside down, and I can tell you right now - even if you copy them a hundred times, you won't be able to save him. β
Yuan left the mansion in a rage and boarded the carriage that had been prepared.
A young guard asked, "My lord, are you going to the hot spring mansion in Nancheng as I said yesterday?" β
Yuan Wen glanced at the young guard with a stupid look and impatiently closed the curtain.
Suddenly, the young guard received a slap on the back of the head, and a more senior guard asked earnestly, "New here?" β
The young guard nodded dumbly.
"Then don't talk nonsense." The older guard boarded the passenger seat of the carriage, patted the coachman's arm, and said in a deep voice, "North City, No. 24 Frost Snow Lane." β
...
There is no doubt that the Intramuns are the richest city in all of Dogulland.
However, "rich cities" does not mean that everyone in the city is rich.
No matter how rich a city is, if it wants to maintain basic operations, it will need a lot of manpower to do the dirty work that no one wants to do, so where there are rich people, there must be poor people, which is a rigid demand and a social rule.
Like other cities, the northern part of the royal city is a "slum", although the "poor" here live better than other cities, and the standard of living is similar to that of the "commoners", but compared with the powerful people of the royal city, the class gap between the royal city and the royal city in terms of wealth and status is far greater than that of other cities.
Yuanwen's carriage did not fly any flags, and the horses did not use the pure-blooded horses of the palace, but only the most common breed, even the curtain tents were worn and worn, extremely low-key, and inconspicuous in the streets.
The carriage drove into the North City and went straight to No. 24 Frost Snow Lane.
The faΓ§ade of No. 24 Frost and Snow Lane is small, but when you enter the door, you will find that the courtyard is very spacious, comparable to a small square, and the houses next to each other, although very dilapidated, are layered on top of each other, giving people a sense of the vicissitudes of time.
At this time, a woman happened to walk out of a room, wearing simple clothes that were sewn and mended, and she saw the honorable "Minister of Law" and "Scholar", and the legendary Yuanwen Dogulander, who even His Majesty the King would take the initiative to greet when he saw him, and she was not surprised at all, and greeted her directly with a smile: "Lord Yuanwen, I haven't seen you for a long time. β