Chapter-145: you are exiled criminals…?
"My brothers ran out to find a doctor because they were worried about their father's condition. Lord Jeff wanted to treat them as escaped exiles..." The man in brocade clothes frowned, "Are you exiles?"
Jessica Lark was silent for a moment, "...Yes." The man in brocade clothes pointed at Wendy Lark, "Him too?" Jessica Lark looked at Wendy Lark with a complicated expression. Wendy Lark was very calm, without any sign of panic. She always lived with a clear conscience.
"Yes." When she said this word, she couldn't tell whether she felt envy or jealousy. The man in brocade clothes sneered, "How come I never knew that exiled prisoners lived so comfortably? And that the commander was bad? They could live in such a nice inn?"
Wendy Lark spread her hands and said indifferently, "Maybe, maybe you don't have any experience?"
Man in brocade clothes: ...Speechless…
Damn, an exile is more righteous than him! The white faced, beardless man shouted, "How dare you."
"Hehehe…" Wendy Lark brushed her sleeves, turned around and left slowly. The man in brocade clothes looked at her receding figure in disbelief. Shouldn't she be begging for mercy in fear?
"Who asked you to leave?" Wendy Lark tilted her head slightly, "There is only one person in this world who can make me obey obediently and that is the wise and powerful King. I only listen to him.
May I ask is this young master more amazing than the King?" The white faced man's scalp tingled, and he subconsciously looked at his master. This man is poisonous! He couldn't respond to every word he said!
The man in brocade clothes had never seen such a person before. She kept claiming to be a cover for the King and acted so naturally as if she was the embodiment of truth. To make things difficult for her is to think that she is greater than the King, which is really annoying.
He took a deep breath. With his status, there was no need to embarrass such a small person. "I don't want to see you."
Wendy Lark waved her hand happily, "Okay, I will disappear in front of you. Lord Jeff, take the brothers with you. I hope they dare not let the fugitives escape, because this is the King's order right."
Not only can they not be let go, they have to be watched. She was not worried about the people in the first branch of lark family complaining, because she had tested and found out that this man was cold hearted.
How could a nobleman who was high and mighty sympathize with an ant? The man in brocade clothes is in a bad state. He is extremely bold, sharp tongued, and behaves in a very evil way. Madam Lark's eyes flickered.
"Sir, how can you let her go like this? She is usually so arrogant, she doesn't recognize her relatives, and she even dares to harm her own relatives. We have been hurt so badly by her..." She took every opportunity to discredit Wendy Lark, just to provoke the other party's anger.
Unexpectedly, the man in brocade clothes asked coldly, "So, you guys can't beat her? You are older than her." Madam Lark's knee was hit by an arrow.
"...We just consider the kinship and give in to her. After all, we are all surnamed Lark and the master was a high official..."
The man in brocade clothes had guessed their identities. "Former Minister in the Ministry of Revenue, Zaman Lark Where is he?" When he mentioned this, Madam Lark's eyes were filled with bitter tears.
"My Husband was tortured by her to a point where his life was worse than death. His tendons in his hands and feet were cut, and he became a useless person. Young Master, please help us."
The man in brocade clothes eyes lit up and he wanted to recruit him. It was infuriating to have such an opponent, but it was great to have such a subordinate. "What's his name?"
Madam Lark gnashed her teeth in hatred, "Wendy Lark, the legitimate daughter of the second branch..."
"What? She is a girl?" the man in brocade clothes blurted out in shock. How is this possible? Madam Lark looked disdainful, "She usually acts like a man, her heart is higher than the sky, and she is full of bad intentions."
The man in brocade clothes refused to believe that he had made a mistake, and ordered his men, "Go check her out." On the other side, Wendy Lark returned to the room with a frown on her face, as if she was troubled by something.
Mr. Jeff, who was sitting opposite, was a little flustered. "Miss, what's wrong? Is that person troublesome?" Mary brought two bowls of honey tea. Wendy Lark took a sip and said, "You should know a lot about the royal family, right? Tell me about it."
Unfortunately, she knew nothing about these things, and knew nothing about the geography of the Greatway kingdom. Otherwise she would be able to infer the man's identity based on the existing information.
The only thing that is certain is that the white faced, beardless man is a eunuch, and only the royal family and Family members can employ eunuchs. Lord Jeff was even more panicked. Could that person be the prince? It was impossible.
The prince could not leave the capital. "There are eight princes in this dynasty. The eldest prince is the oldest, four years older than the crown prince. The crown prince is second, and the third to fifth princes are about the same age.
The sixth prince is only ten years old, and the eighth prince is three years old this year..." Although these escort guards hold low positions, they are extremely well informed.
What's more, this information is open to the public and can be obtained by anyone who cares about current affairs by just asking around. Wendy Lark tapped the table lightly, "How old is the prince this year?"
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