Nephiel saw the girl with long honey-colored hair again, sitting in the church. He found that he often saw her in the church recently - she didn't pray, nor did she do anything overly pious. She just sat there, staring blankly ahead, as if she was thinking about something.

  He didn't know whether he should move forward. His intuition told him that he shouldn't have too much entanglement with this girl. However, he had been feeling upset recently, thinking about Cesare's poisoning every day. He always wanted to find a way to temporarily forget about the mess in the seminary.

  Nephile always felt as if someone was obstructing his progress in investigating the detoxification process. Some nobles had even begun to inquire from his colleagues in the seminary whether Cesare still had a chance of survival, and hinted to him that if His Royal Highness the Duke remained in his current state, perhaps Elima would undergo some subtle changes.

  He was a clergyman and had no interest in the struggle for power, nor did he want to ruin his future in the seminary because of such a thing.

  Nefer was sitting next to the silver dove. His movement startled the girl. When she saw it was him, she smiled and said, "It's you."

  Nefer nodded. "Hello. We meet again."

  "Yes, we meet again, what a coincidence." Silver Dove said lightly, "It's strange, sitting next to you, I feel particularly calm." She turned her head to look at Nefer, "We are obviously still strangers."

  Nefer smiled and asked, "How is your marriage going?"

  Silver Dove looked at Nefer. She didn’t know what his relationship with Yavni was, but at least she didn’t see him when Yavni brought her home that time… Maybe he was just a relative of the Hasaro family… “Some time ago, my fiancé took me home to meet his parents. Although his father finally agreed to our marriage, the process was not very pleasant.”

  "Oh?" Nefert raised his eyebrows.

  Yinge shrugged with a smile, "There is a big gap between our statuses, and Elima is a country that values matching people of equal status—" Yinge did not reveal too many details, she just looked a little disappointed, "But fortunately, his father agreed to let us be together."

  Nefert looked at the girl with a warm smile and said, "You said you didn't love that person, so why did you get married?" This was a feeling he could not understand, just like his mother, Milannie from the Hasaro family, who also married a man she didn't love, and then had him, a child she didn't love.

  "Because he loves me, and he was able to pull me out of the quagmire. I am grateful to him, but I can't repay him." Silver Dove was particularly frank. "It's hard for someone like me to fall in love with someone again. You don't understand."

  Nefer shook his head. He didn't understand this ridiculous reason. He took a long breath, took off his glasses and rubbed his brow.

  "What's wrong, Mr. Priest? Are you worried about something too?" Silver Dove suddenly asked.

  Surprised, Naifel asked, “Am I being obvious?”

  The girl gently pointed at his forehead with her finger, and the skin of her fingertips gently touched the small area of skin on his brow, which was warm. "You have wrinkles here, so there will be wrinkles."

  Nefer stepped back suddenly. He didn't like such intimate contact with outsiders. And Yinge seemed to realize that he had crossed the line and hurriedly pulled his hand back, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it."

  Nefer quickly put on his glasses, "No... that's not what I meant..." He thought for a moment, "Actually, I've encountered a rather troublesome job recently. It was already very difficult, and someone was obstructing me."

  Silver Dove clenched his hand into a fist, placed it in front of him, and said to Nefer in a low but firm voice, "In the past in our Uliana, if anyone dared to obstruct me, I would beat him."

  Nefert didn't expect to get such a suggestion. He laughed out loud, "That's a good idea."

  "You smiled." Yinge liked this relaxed atmosphere. There was no need to think too much or show off sexiness when talking to others. "That's great."

  Nefer held his cheek and looked at Silver Dove. The girl's profile was stained with a layer of rose color by the glass windows of the church. He thought that if everything could be solved simply by beating him up, there wouldn't be so many things to worry about. He saw that the girl also tilted her head to look at him, with bright eyes and a radiant look, and he suddenly felt a little unnatural.

  He stood up quickly and pushed his glasses with his hand. "If you can find peace here, that's good. Then... I'll take my leave." He stood up, but as if he remembered something, he spoke again, "I've met you so many times, but I still don't know your name. After the candy store closed, where did you work?"

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  Silver Dove shook her head. "You don't need to know my name." She looked up at Nefer. "No need."

  His eyes were gentle and holy, like those of a god.

  Yinge returned to the room in the corner of the Quewu courtyard, which was the room where Qu Fuer had lived before.

  Her mother said that she could live in that house until she got married, so Yinge began to live such a simple life.

  Yinge didn't have much luggage, so some of her jewelry and gifts from her patrons were distributed to the sisters in Quewu. Yaweni told her apologetically that he couldn't prepare a grand wedding for her. Yinge shook her head and said, "It's good enough that I can live with you."

  That day, after listening to Silver Dove's words, Duke Hazaro looked at her carefully for a long time, and then slowly said, "It's up to you." Yavni hugged Silver Dove excitedly like a child, but Duke Hazaro said, "I won't spend a penny on your wedding." "Yavni, you must finish the seminary."

  "Yes, father, for sure, I will finish the seminary!" Yavni said quickly. He swore to the goddess, "I will study hard, and then I will find a stable job."

  Yinge knelt beside him and looked at his flickering eyebrows. She said nothing, but kowtowed to the Duke seriously.

  She hasn't seen Yavni these days. Yavni said that even if I can't give you a grand wedding, I still have to prepare something, such as decorating our new house.

  Silver Dove returned to the Sparrow House to pack her clothes. Tomorrow, Yavni would send someone to the Sparrow House to deliver the things to the Hasaro Palace.

  Until this moment, she finally realized that she was finally leaving here. She had cried and bit her pillow to endure the marks left on her body by one man after another, young or old, beautiful or ugly. Now, she was finally leaving here.

  The sisters looked at her with envy, or some were reluctant to let her go, or some were jealous. Who knows, Silver Dove thought, she was finally going to leave this huge cage and become a free dove.

  She turned out everything in the closet, and there were only a few clothes left. Yaweni said that the clothes she wore in the Sparrow House were not allowed to be worn at home or out. However, there was a silver robe in Yinge's closet. She stared at the robe for a while. The blood stains on it had been washed clean long ago, and she had ironed it carefully - she never thought that one day she would meet that person again, and maybe they would even become relatives in the future.

  She was going to marry into the Hazaro family, the Duke's youngest son.

  This is really ridiculous.

  However, the next time they met, she would no longer be the clerk in the closed candy store. Would he still look at her with such gentle eyes? Silver Dove hugged the robe and thought seriously.

  All the lies will be revealed, and then the reality will be ruthlessly exposed to her and him.

  Yinge threw the silver robe into the trash without hesitation.

  What is there to be nostalgic about?

  Fuer woke up.

  She heard the sound of seagulls crying by the window, and then Jasmine knocked on the door, "Sister Fu'er, are you awake?"

  Qu Fuer nodded, "Come in, Jasmine." She put on her clothes and pushed open the window of the cabin. She could already see the land in the distance.

  "But we are finally home!" Jasmine sat on Fu'er's bed, "Are you still seasick? Are you feeling better?"

  Fu'er had been in a daze for the past few days. It was her first time to cross the ocean by boat. She was already a little scared of the endless sea, and she was also hit by wind and waves, so she got seasick. As they were about to reach land, Fu'er nodded quickly, "Much better."

  "After we arrive at Lanhai Town, we will reach Shanbei County in about one more day's journey." Jasmine pointed to the map on the wall and showed it to Fu'er. "Although the emperor said that he would send the Iron Flying Cavalry to pick us up, Uncle Yalan said that we have ridden camels and horses all the way and sat on the boat for a long time. If we ride the Iron Flying Cavalry again, our bodies will not be able to bear it. Sister Fu'er, do you know the Iron Flying Cavalry? The Iron Flying Cavalry was trained by Uncle Yalan, but now they are under the command of Brother Axiang."

  Fu'er shook her head. She knew nothing about the Mingxia Continent, or rather, her world before was just a small part of Quewu and the Imperial City. Now, she had crossed the ocean and arrived at another continent.

  The man's face would inevitably enter her dreams, or occasionally she would wonder what he was doing now, whether he had defeated the dragon people, or... which noble lady of noble birth was he with?

  It was Mingxia now. The men here all had oriental looks. His thin face and tightly pursed lips were no longer seen. Qu Fuer looked at the city streets that were getting closer and closer. The buildings here were not at all similar to those in Elima. Neither the scenery nor the people were like that. They spoke a language she could not understand, ate food she was not used to, wore clothes she had never worn before, and lived a life she was not familiar with at all.

  Jasmine kept chattering about the one, two, three, four, five, six, seven things she had to do when she returned to the palace in Shanbei County, but Fu'er couldn't understand what she was going to do at all - everything was unknown and unfamiliar to her.

  "... Anyway, Sister Fu'er, don't be afraid. Father will definitely arrange for someone to teach you the language of Mingxia. Um... I'll ask Mother to find someone to make you some casual clothes and some formal clothes. Your hair is still too short. How can you wear a gold hairpin and a hairpin?"

  Fu'er saw that Jasmine kept talking, how could she know what a gold hairpin or a step-shaking ornament was? She smiled awkwardly, but she couldn't refuse the girl's kindness.

  "Hey, Qu Moli, can you let Miss Fuer have a rest for a while?" Ah Jin suddenly appeared at the door, with his arms folded. He must have watched their conversation for a long time, with a mischievous smile on his face.

  "Ah, Brother Jin, why are you eavesdropping on our conversation!" Jasmine was surprised.

  "Dad is looking for Miss Fu'er. I've been here for a long time and I've seen you talking so much." Ah Jin twisted his mouth and said, "Miss Fu'er, Dad is looking for you. Go to the bow and find him."

  Fu'er nodded quickly. She was glad that Alan came to her at this time and finally rescued her. However, Moli walked up to A Jin, pouted and started arguing with him. Fu'er thought that these two people were really a perfect match made in heaven and were enviable.