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Beatrice’s eyes lit up.
This was the ti when the beastn were trying their best to establish diplomatic relations with the Divine Moon Empire.
It was normal for the diplomats of the Divine Moon Empire to visit the Beast Clan’s royal family.
She clearly rembered that the diplomat in charge of contacting the Orc Empire was her eldest cousin, Mo Yelou’s good friend, Qin Lang. Qin Lang was a gentleman. If she wanted to ask for help, finding Qin Lang was the best way!
Seeing that the chance to ask for help was right in front of her, Beatrice was so excited that she couldn’t even grip the rag properly.
When she noticed that Beatrice’s hand was trembling, a look of heartache flashed across the female rman’s eyes.
She thought that Beatrice was afraid, and that was why her hands were trembling. The female rman hurriedly lowered her voice and said to Beatrice, “Your Highness, don’t be distracted. The steward is coming. If he sees you distracted again, he definitely won’t let you off easily!”
As she spoke, the female rman’s gaze landed on the back of Beatrice’s hand, which was filled with whip scars. She couldn’t help but wipe her tears. She sighed as she said, “Your Highness, you must live on. Your survival is our hope.”
Beatrice gave the female rman a deep look.
The female rman’s na was Jessica. She was a maid who served Beatrice’s mother all year round. After Beatrice was born, it was Jessica who helped take care of her most of the ti.
Therefore, Beatrice had called Jessica her mother since she was young.
Beatrice rembered that on the night of the birthday banquet of the Orc Empire’s king, a few crown princes of the Orc Empire ca to the backyard and forcefully poured dicine into her mouth. It was Jessica who shielded her body and endured the rciless and violent punches and kicks of the Orcs for her.
In the end, Jessica was beaten to death by the beastn.
When Jessica died, she kept vomiting blood. Blood and saliva landed on Beatrice’s hair. But even at her death, Jessica hugged Beatrice tightly.
As Beatrice stared at Jessica’s worried face, tears flowed down her face.
After she was imprisoned by the beastn, Beatrice had never cried.
Beatrice represented the entire Caro Dynasty. She could bleed, but she couldn’t cry. Therefore, even though those beastn beat and tortured her, she never cried.
Jessica had never seen Beatrice cry. Even on the day the king and queen were killed, Beatrice had never shed tears.
When she saw the brave Beatrice cry out in grievance and fear, Jessica’s heart ached even more.
Beatrice must have been frightened by the beastn and broke down.
Jessica quickly used her knees to support herself on the cold and wet floor as she moved to Beatrice’s side. As she secretly observed the butler in case he suddenly appeared, she gently pulled Beatrice into her arms and comforted her with heartache. “Your Highness, don’t be afraid. Even if the sky falls, I will help you.”
Before the sky fell, Jessica did help her bear the brunt.
However, Jessica was only a Scholar with a low cultivation level. How could she go against the heavens?
Beatrice hugged Jessica’s waist tightly as she sobbed. “Thank you, thank you.”
“Silly child, I’m like your mother. Why are you thanking ?” When Jessica heard the steward walking over, she quickly let go of Beatrice and hurriedly picked up the rag from the bone-chilling basin.
Jessica squeezed the rag and handed it to Beatrice.
Seeing that the steward had arrived, Jessica imdiately pretended to be stern as she reprimanded Beatrice. “Look at you. What do you even know how to do? Is it because your hand hurts and you can’t hold the rag? The magnanimous orcs gave us a chance to live, so we should be grateful. You should work harder and be grateful to them for giving us a chance to live!”
“If you dare to slack off again, I’ll be the first to hit you!”
Jessica scolded Beatrice.
The steward ca to the backyard palace every day to beat Beatrice up to relieve his boredom. Today, when he ca, he was surprised to see the little rman being insulted by a servant of the sa race. He imdiately felt relieved.
The steward chuckled and said to Beatrice, “Your Highness, the Beast Clan doesn’t raise trash. You have to follow Jessica’s example. Look at how enlightened she is. As a lap dog, you have to be a dutiful lap dog.”
“If your master gives you a bite to eat, you have to be grateful and serve your master dutifully.”
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