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1879. Chapter 1879 Childhood in the model

Chapter 1879 Childhood in the Model

Andrea looked at Shiyu, the god of Kannai, to coax Qinjia to sleep. It was not too early, so the two of them cleaned up and rested one after another.

The witness was originally going to switch to see Ling Mochen mentioned earlier, but he didn't know what he was looking for Tang Xuan. As a result, before he could call out the system interface, the picture in front of him suddenly blurred, and the whole room slowly dissolved like a reflection in the waves of water. A piece of green mountains and green waters, blue sky and white clouds that should never appear at this moment were like a three-dimensional scroll composed of countless small molecules, emerging more and more clearly, wrapping up wherever you see.

What's going on? The audience was also confused. Why did the plot suddenly turn into daytime at a good night? Is this a system bug?

Not to mention that they were confused, the witnesses at that time were all in a state. What surprised them even more was that this scene clearly did not belong to any corner of Tian Tan, but judging from the unchanging system interface, they were indeed still in Tian Tan. So... what is this place? Is it the mysterious space with many mysteries still remaining?

This confusion, when they saw a little girl with long red hair tied into braids and running over like a boy, rose to the highest point.

Because that little girl... is actually the smaller version of Andrea!

From that little face that was still a little childish, you can clearly see the shadow of Andrea as an adult, and the sharpness between your eyebrows seems to be born. It is also a little girl. If Qin Jia is the kind of soft and innocent little doll that makes people want to hug her when they see it, Andrea in her childhood will subconsciously give birth to the idea of ​​"this little girl is not easy to mess with."

What's the situation? Shui Wunian was confused. Is this Andrea's memory? It is logical that memories belong to the "inner drama" of players, and it is impossible to see it!

The soulless blade had a long-lasting vision. After a while, he judged that this should be Andrea's dream. However, even so, he still failed to solve the doubts of Shui Wunian and the audience. After all, the dream is also the privacy of the players, and it is logical that it should not be seen.

Finally, Hua Banxia carefully observed and analyzed it, indicating that this should be a illusion constructed by someone and showed it to them.

Although I still don’t know who is the one who builds the illusion and why I have to work hard to do this, it’s better to have a clue than to be confused all the time.

Since it is Andrea's memory, then this should be the country where she lives in reality.

There are no distinct four seasons in the Kingdom of Bronte. Spring and summer always pass by quickly. The long autumn and cold winter stop for many years. When childhood Andrea always sneaks out of the Duke's mansion when people are not paying attention, runs into the mountains, collects various flower and fruit herbs, or hunts with bows and arrows, and catches a small beast or two.

In the deep mountains on the border of the kingdom, a hut of old stands. Outside the house is surrounded by winding vines all year round. On the roof, green leaves form a natural barrier, blocking the passionate and fire-like sunshine in the midsummer, and the inside is extremely shady.

The owner of the cottage seemed to simply trim the weeds in the small garden and did not spend too much effort to take care of them.

When he was a child, Andrea always wore a black cloak, pressed her face under her low hat brim, and ran to the forest with a small basket alone, collecting the beautiful flowers and plants with unknown names, and quietly disappeared into the mountains.

The tiny figure, before she could even take the low branches bent by the heavy fruit, took off her shoes, climbed the trunk with her hands, and carefully climbed up the branches to pick the delicious roco fruit.

When her eyes lit up at her little hands and tried hard to reach the fruits that were about the size of her palm, a calm voice sounded under the tree.

"Leya, come down."

It is clearly a soft childish voice, but it has a superior aura, majestic and do not lose favor.

Andrea turned her head and looked, and a trace of fear of being caught flashed through her eyes, but she seemed to have been accustomed to this for a long time. But after a little stunned, a big smile appeared on her face and called out loud:

"Brother!"

This is the first time that the audience sees him as he is, Andrea's prince, Alice's partner Nol. This little boy, who is not much older than Andrea, has short burgundy hair and green eyes. Even though he is young, his face is clearly angular, enough to see him look handsome when he grows up.

"You are here just in time, help me and catch it!"

From this section, we can see that the relationship between the brother and sister is really good. Facing Noel, the royal heir, Andrea was not afraid at all, but instead, she naturally aroused him. She reached out to pick a few ripe fruits, and did not put them in her arms, and threw them directly to Noel under the tree.

Noel had no choice but to cooperate to catch this sister, squatted down and put it into the basket. Then, the girl's crisp voice sounded in her ears again.

"Brother, I'll take it more carefully this time!"

Noel sighed lightly, stood up and stretched out his hands. The black hat on Andrea's head drooped behind his head with the wind generated by the fall, and the long bright red hair floated slightly. She fell steadily into Noel's arms, and returned with the other party's bright smile, "Thank you, brother!"

Noel put down Andrea, skillfully put on the hat on her cloak, lifted up the heavy basket, and prepared to walk down the mountain.

It was already evening when I returned to the mansion. The maid respectfully lowered her head and saluted her, opening the door of the Chinese medicine room for her.

A small space was specially set up for Andrea in the medicine room for her to practice medicine prescriptions. Andrea climbed up the steps in front of the medicine table, pushed the utensils in front of her, quickly mashed the herbs, stirred them evenly and mixed into powder, and poured them into a bottle.

The medicine table was slightly messy after the medicine was prepared. The pharmacist who accompanied Andrea to clean up saw the bottle of medicine powder, and the expression on his face gradually solidified.

"His Highness Andrea, the powder is grinding too rough!"

The only student in the medicine room in the duke's mansion, Andrea. The Duchess, who was born in the noble family, was a powerful court pharmacist when she was young. Her daughter Andrea was influenced by her and fell in love with pharmacy. In the morning, when her younger brother learned riding and archery with her father, the little girl in the medicine room would always bow her head and focus on studying medicine.

In Andrea's memories, the part belonging to the medicine room occupied a lot. Through the rapid flow of time, the audience could see that her movements of preparing the medicine were becoming more and more skilled.

Although occasionally, some troublemakers will break in.

"Sister Leah!" The door of the medicine room opened inappropriately, and the red-haired brother ran in with a bow and arrow in small steps.

This younger brother is also a familiar face. Although there are not many shots, he is still recognized. That night, Chi Ai escaped from the Sun Realm. Feng Zhijing and Mu Yongye followed him and fought with a blonde responder in the Astral Realm. Finally, he came to pick him up at a critical moment and took away the red-haired boys in time. He was Andrea's younger brother in memory!

It seems that this family has never changed much since childhood.

The dull sound of the floor made Andrea frown. She stopped her work, grabbed a handful of powder and sprinkled it behind her back.

"Ah sneezing!" The sound of sneezing rang out the medicine room. The maid outside the door lowered her head in horror, for fear of provoking Andrea. Andrea's eyes narrowed into slits, clapped her hands, and said coquettishly to her brother: "Miss, don't tell her mother!"

After speaking, she jumped off the steps, took off her white robe, put on a short sword, and pulled her brother out. "Next time I disturb my work, what is waiting for you is not as simple as a sneeze!

In fact, my younger brother just informed Andrea to practice riding and shooting and magic, but he didn't expect to get such a heavy lesson.

When Andrea walked to the training ground in the mansion, she saw her father scrutinizing her majestic appearance with his hands behind his back. The emperor's brother Noel was riding on a horse-shaped summoning beast, holding a bow and arrow to practice shooting skills.

"Lea, let go of your brother and let him walk well."

"Father, it's my brother who disturbed me first." Andrea raised her eyebrows, let go of her brother, took the bow and arrow from her entourage, and rode on the tall horse next to Noel. "Hello brother," she smiled lightly, "Come on the competition?"

My father had trouble having an attack, but it was difficult to reject Andrea, so he could only let Andrea practice riding and archery. As the Duchess said, Andrea's "revenge will be revenged" nature is his own way, and his mother is not the only one who can train him.

"Swish" a few times, Andrea shot the arrows from afar. The horse ran in the wind, leaving three cool figures. Noel led the lead, and the three arrows were shot at the same time. Although the target moved, it did not prevent them from showing their skills.

The course of riding and shooting was completed, and the Royal Carriage sent them to the study in the palace for class.

There are only three students in the study of the palace, the prince Noel and the duke's children. Although Andrea is the princess of the side branch, she was born on the same day as Noel, and the relationship between the two is as good as twin siblings.

"His Highness Andrea is the only princess in our country. Have you ever thought of walking out of the Kingdom of Bronte like a princess and becoming a queen?" The teacher in the study asked.

Andrea shook her head, clasped her fists, and replied, "Leah just wants to be a female general and assist the emperor in making achievements."

In the national history class, the professor's calm tone made people drowsy. Andrea forced her eyelids to lie on the table, covering her mouth from time to time and yawning, her eyes wandering, but Nol was refreshed and focused on listening to the class, making up for her when the queen was about to check her homework.

In a rare leisure time, Andrea simply stayed on the bed and refused to get up. Until her younger brother entered the room and made fun of her, she would pop up from the bed, put on simple clothes and play with her younger brother in the garden. She often got dirt and didn't know it.

The time when the brother and sister were young was filled with endless courses, and the trajectory of further study was arranged by the admission notice from a famous institution.

The king of Bronte once praised Noel and Andrea as talented. As he grew older, the brother and sister gradually realized that since they were given the noble surname of Bronte, they were destined to bear the responsibilities of the royal family.

Time flies in a few similar scenes. The green mountains are still there, but the place covered by the sun has been several years of spring and autumn.

The sunlight here is not fierce, and it is always warm and comfortable to project. Andrea, who is already adult, often competes in shooting skills in this warm sun. An arrow flew out "swishly" and hit the bull's eye.

The brother and sister have become heroic, and Andrea has almost become a benchmark for the heroes of women, as good as men. Noel is also a young man with a talented and elegant style. Especially when he bent his bow and arrow, his eyes are fixed in a line, his lips are tightly pursed, and the strong wind blows his straight military uniform, making a sound. The heroic spirit is so dazzling that it makes people unable to escape.

While ordinary princesses were wearing gorgeous dresses made of silk and satin, they were enjoying refreshments and chatting in the palace, Andrea had to confine themselves to the medicine room, learn a lot of pharmacy knowledge with her mother, or practice riding and archery, and read those thick magical books.

When the classroom scenes appear again, no matter how hypnotic the professor's voice is or how boring the content of the lecture is, Andrea and Nol can sit straight and focus on taking notes. The pen tip moves quickly on the paper with the shaking of their wrists, as if they don't need to think. When the professor's eyes occasionally fall on them, a hint of praise will quickly pass through the faint old eyes, nodding in secret, and praise the Bronte Kingdom Fruit and then someone else will follow.

In this memory, the audience witnessed Andrea's growth. It turns out that she had a lively side and had naughty experiences in her childhood. However, these unrestrained and frank intent were gradually wiped out under the cold and strict royal rules. She finally became a model in the eyes of her elders, but she completely lost her childhood. All that was left to the audience was a sigh.

In addition, the witnesses found that when switching out the system menu here, they could actually make a transition, so they chose the perspective of Shiyu in the God Nei, wanting to see how many people are trapped in this illusion.

Shiyu was also dreaming, and her dream was another world.

Unlike the Bronte Kingdom where birds and flowers are singing, the world in the dream of Shiyu in God's dream is actually dark. She is alone in the darkness, looking around in a hurry, unable to find a way to escape.

It was not that she could see the darkness of her fingers. She could clearly sense her existence, but in this quiet space, she seemed to be the only one, without any other breath of life, not before, and never in the future. She seemed to be trapped here and was about to spend a long eternity alone.

The ubiquitous darkness was like a mountain that could not escape, pressing towards her, suffocating.

Just when Shi Yu felt desperate, a little pet emitting a faint light suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was a cute white rabbit wearing a string of cherry necklaces, a light pink flower on its right ear, and its eyes were like the most dazzling ruby, shining with a light symbolizing courage.

It quietly floated in front of Shi Yu in the gods, calling her name lightly. She was stunned, a familiar feeling... Did she know it...

"Xiaoyu!" A warm call came from my ears, "Lano~" the voice was extremely clear, but no shadow was found.

"Flora..." Hearing the familiar voice, Shiyu Shizui filled his eyes with tears, covered his mouth and sobbed, "Is it you? Where are you?"

"I'm right by your side! Xiaoyu, don't be afraid! Remember the little rabbit in front of you? It's called Ruby."

"Ruby..." Shiyu of the god Nei tried to call out the name, holding it in his palm, holding back tears, staring at Ruby's pupils, as if something was awakened in the depths of his memory.
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