Before leaving, Sally stroked the prosthesis sent by the doctor who saved her back then. What she now wore on her legs was a brand new prosthesis that her sister placed in a large suitcase. The surface of this prosthesis was soft, flexible, and very useful. The old prosthesis was much inferior in comparison.

The reason she took off the old one was not because she wanted to put the new one on, but because she wanted to put the old one on the doctor's cemetery.

She murmured at the doctor's tombstone: "I hope the angel can bring my longing for you to the distance. The prosthetic limb you gave me is the best thing in my life. I cannot let the place full of right and wrong that I am about to go to pollute it. I will leave it here for the time being, and wait until the day I go to find you underground, and you will return it to me."

After saying that, Sally cried bitterly, digging the undried soil with her soft hands, digging out a small hole, and putting the prosthetic limb in.

The doctor passed away a month ago. In order to treat the patient, he delayed his rest and was infected by a difficult unknown virus, causing him to die. When he died, he was only 80 pounds. He often treated the poor for free on weekdays, but his nutrition has never been able to keep up.

The doctor never accepted her confession, not because he had other sweethearts, but because he had never liked Sally. He loved all patients, and it was the kind of selfless and equal care that made Sally fascinated him.

Sally was full of thoughts in her heart, wearing the aristocratic school uniform she usually wore, and boarded the steamship to Guibi Village alone. She did not bring any luggage. Since she was going to another place, she would start over and come to see the doctor again on the day of her death.

The journey was very smooth, and there was no encounter that she had subconsciously expected, nor did she encounter any trouble. Most passengers would try every means to help her when they saw her inconvenient legs, which was also very warm.

The person who picked her up appeared in front of her. Looking at the familiar and cheerful face, the man held a sign that read: The housekeeper of the Greybean welcomed the beautiful Mrs. Roberts and the lovely Miss Sally.

Seeing this agile man, Sally's memories of five years old surged into her heart. She walked forward and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Gotland, you have become your sister's housekeeper..."

Gotland stared at Sally in a daze, and soon his smile magnified: "You are Sally, long time no see, I didn't expect you to remember me."

Sally smiled: "Your performance is one of the best memories in my life, so how can I not remember it? My sister mentioned to me that the housekeeper has made a lot of efforts for my and my life, and I am full of infinite gratitude for you."

It seemed as if something had been hit in Gotland's heart, and he knew it was a real touch. However, after so many things, he could no longer give up all his life now and pick up the acrobatics again. His face unconsciously flowed, revealing a lonely expression.

Sally noticed something keenly, and she immediately changed the subject: "Mr. Gotland, I didn't expect you to recognize me too~"

"Of course, you looked similar to when you were a child, and you became mature. However, I remember that you used to be lively and innocent, but now you are so melancholy." Gotland looked at Sally with a sympathetic look.

Sally smiled faintly, the calmness and sadness in her smile were intertwined: "After experiencing so many things, my smile became less and less, and the happiness in my eyes gradually disappeared. Moreover, seeing the changes in my sister's temperament and heart also made me feel sad."

"Don't blame your sister for her changes." Gotland suddenly said, "Your sister is doing a lot."

It's all for you."

"I know." Sally's smile disappeared, "But if she hadn't accepted Mr. Dahl from the beginning, I'm afraid that this wouldn't have happened to me." She looked at her long skirt sadly.

Gotland was stunned, then suddenly realized, and remembered Sally's amputation.

"Sally, I feel very sad about your legs.... Fortunately, that hateful Dahl was dead first, and now the entire Greybi Manor belongs to us."

Sally ignored the topic of the manor and instead made a topic: "Mr. Gotland, are you happy now?"

"Huh?" Gotland was a little shocked, because he suddenly felt that the little girl had a maturity that was beyond ordinary people.

He thought for a while and said, "It's not a good idea to be happy. But if he chose this path, he must go on seriously. Besides, even if he is not happy, I will continue to go on for your sister. Your sister is the hope of my life, and I can't leave her alone."

"So that's the case. Sister is so happy. I have someone like you who truly loves her by your side..." Sally smiled faintly. This smile was no longer an expression for politeness, but a relief from the bottom of her heart.

"Hehe, it's nothing. Hey, where is your sister?" Gotland looked around, "I haven't gotten off the boat after so long?"

"My sister..." Sally bit her lip and her voice fell down. "On the way to Modo City, food poisoning was not received in time, resulting in serious gastrointestinal damage. So she stayed in the hospital in Modo City for treatment and needed at least one month to be discharged from the hospital."

After hearing this, Gotland was shocked and took a few steps back. His eyes were dumbfounded and empty, looking ahead in the direction of the sea, muttering to himself: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect, haha, why didn't I give her poisonous potato flour earlier and let her get sick sooner? It will take many years to meet again."

Sally couldn't hear what Gotland was saying, but she couldn't help feeling sympathy when she looked at his distraught look.

The two were silent for a while, Gotland said, "Miss Sally, don't worry, I will send Roberts regularly. Let's take a carriage to the Greybean Manor. I believe your sister told you that His Highness the Prince will live there temporarily. You must try to attract the prince, help your sister, and make her no longer feel worried about the future. Don't worry, the general and I will help you."

Sally smiled bitterly: "Only by being open-minded and being calm in the world, can we not feel fear. If my sister does this, she will only become more and more afraid, knowing that she will be near the dead end and will never get out of the maze-like abyss."

Gotland was confused: "What were you saying, Sally? Don't act so strange in front of the prince, otherwise your sister's efforts will be in vain."

Sally nodded reluctantly, limping like a ghost, until she got on the pink carriage.

The winter scenery of Guibi Village remains unchanged. The light blue sky and the silver-white earth seem to intersect in the air, producing strange magic, making the air seem to be filled with aurora.

Rhela stood in the snow, looked at the snow stained on the cotton shoes, and just covered some small holes on the shoes. She looked at His Royal Highness beside her with a slightly red face, smiling with her lips pursed and the water vapor on her eyelashes made her charming eyes look gentle and beautiful.

The prince stared at Rilla blankly. He had never seen such a simple and beautiful scene. The girl's melancholy expression was full of yearning for nature, and she was delicate.

It seems to contain powerful energy in its body.

He thought to himself: I really want to have a deep understanding of Rhela's inner world.

Rhela noticed the prince's gaze and felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his head slightly and murmured in a low voice: "Your Highness, how great would it be if the stepmother didn't have to come back today."

"Why do you have anything unhappy about saying that?" The prince seemed to notice the fear in Ruila's eyes, took a step forward, lowered his head, and looked at Ruila with affection.

"I'm not happy, yes, I hate my stepmother." The simple and straightforward Rilla said without hesitation.

The prince frowned: "How bad is your stepmother to you?"

Rhela pouted and told the prince all the grievances he suffered.

"Enough!" Before Rhea finished speaking, the prince suddenly said. Although the prince's tone was gentle, it was filled with anger that could not be hidden.

Rilla noticed this and her heart trembled slightly: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

"Hmph, I thought you were a tolerant and generous girl, as pure as a lotus. However, I didn't expect that you would have such deep hatred in your heart!" The prince put his hands behind him, and his face was filled with disappointment and anger.

This situation caught Rilla off guard. You must know that she really likes the prince, and the prince is her only bargaining chip now. She cannot miss the opportunity and cannot let the prince misunderstand herself.

She hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, what I said is true, without any exaggeration or fiction. Her stepmother asked my sister to marry the poorest shoemaker in the village and would not prepare her dowry."

"Do you look down on the shoemaker?" The prince squinted his eyes, "These shoemakers also make a living by craftsmanship."

"I don't look down on Mr. Coatmaker, I just think he is not a good match for my sister."

"But I've seen photos of your sister. She looks so ugly, and it's enough to be matched with a shoemaker." The prince turned around, his tone mixed with anger.

"How can you say that? After all, my sister is the daughter of the manor owner, and a noble lady!" Rilla was a little anxious, and her tone accelerated slightly.

"Miss Noble?" the prince looked up and down at Rilla, showing a sarcastic smile, "I don't think you look like a Noble Miss. I'm afraid your sister is not a Noble Miss."

"The reason why my sister and I were in a downturn was because of our stepmother. The stepmother used a trick to take away my family's assets and killed my father!" Rilla's voice was trembling except for coming out.

"Oh my God." The prince gave her a blank look, "How could you slander your stepmother like this? She has raised you and your sister for many years and married your sister out! I thought you were a kind and pure girl, but I didn't expect your heart to be so vicious." After saying that, the prince turned his head and left, leaving poor Rhea alone in the snow and ice.

To be more precise, Rilla's whole body and mind were shaking and crying.

Rilla was a little angry and cursed behind the prince: "You idiot! What kind of prince! You can't even understand normal words. You are not worthy of becoming the heir to the throne of this country!" Although she felt extremely regretful after saying these disrespectful words, she really couldn't help herself because the prince was really too much.
Chapter completed!