Chapter 42: Overnight, a beauty transformed into Cinderella, Tianxia Bookstore

  A huge stage, with a few seats scattered underneath, it's not everyone's privilege to accompany the Duke of Windsor to an opera. Yigubu's elders were all flushed with excitement, they sat down with the Duke of Windsor as the center, and Yigubu happened to be facing the back of Windsor's head, couldn't help but sigh that this man was even handsome from the back of his head.

  It's said that Charlotte and the Duke of Windsor had a romance, don't know if it's true or not. The image of Charlotte's stunning face floated into Yigu's mind, he couldn't help but put Charlotte and the Duke together, indeed the man's cold and majestic demeanor matched perfectly with the woman's charming beauty.

  They raised their golden cups and drank together, the Duke of Windsor mentioned a happy place and stood up to hug people, they all looked very happy. Igu was moved by the Duke's kindness, every time he raised his cup, he drank it dry with relish, after a while, Igu became dizzy. With so many elders and the noble Duke of Windsor here, Igu didn't dare leave first, so he had to hold on tight. The Duke had long noticed him, not very old but able to meet important figures with family elders, his status was not to be underestimated, who would have thought that his alcohol tolerance was so poor, the Duke secretly laughed in his heart.

  The audience below was in a stir for a while, the opera performers were ready, the curtain slowly opened, the overture flowed smoothly and elegantly, like a spring flowing gently, Windsor enjoyed the quiet and beautiful atmosphere.

  The actor playing the prince on stage wore exaggerated heavy makeup and entered with a sword tied around his waist. The golden hilt and scabbard were inlaid with dazzling gems that seemed real, not props. In contrast, the few people seated nearby were dressed simply and unassumingly; if they weren't in this setting, they might be mistaken for commoners. As nobles, they had to disguise themselves as commoners. Windsor silently observed their expressions, finding their gaze focused on the play without any resentment, occasionally even politely pouring hot soup for each other.

  From the introduction of people around her, Windsor learned that this opera was named xx, and the plot revolved around the great prince avenging his father and ultimately winning the right to rule the kingdom. Wasn't this a satire of herself? Windsor didn't expect someone to come up with a complete opera in just a few days, or had it been written long ago and was waiting for today to show her. Windsor felt annoyed, watching the "prince" performing exaggeratedly on stage, listening to the increasingly passionate melody, feeling an unprecedented sense of oppression.

  Charlotte woke up early, got dressed and called out to Mary to get up. Normally, one call would wake her up, but today there was no response from Mary. Charlotte touched her forehead and found that she had a fever. She must have been frightened by the argument with Yigubu yesterday.

  Mary's temperature wasn't high, knowing that the Igu family was busy today, Charlotte didn't plan to add trouble, so she found a piece of cloth, dipped it in cold water and used it to cool Mary down.

  After a while, Mary's body temperature dropped a bit, Charlotte woke her up to eat a bowl of porridge. Charlotte felt that Mary would recover soon and relaxed a bit. After watching her fall asleep again, she sneaked into Igu's room, knocked lightly on the door, and listened carefully for a moment. There seemed to be no one inside, and the door was not locked. Charlotte's heart skipped a beat with excitement, wondering if Igu had left the letter behind. With a glimmer of hope, she pushed open the door and quickly locked it from the inside. Indeed, there was no one inside. Charlotte thought about where the letter might be hidden and decided to start searching from the desk.

  The room was simply decorated, and it didn't take Charlotte long to search every nook and cranny. She looked under the table legs, in the bed seams, and even took apart the wall clock, but still couldn't find the letter. Had Yigubu really burned it? Charlotte's subconscious led her to rush to the candle holder, where a pile of black ash caught her eye. Her pupils constricted as she stretched out her slender finger to stir the ashes, and pinched out a corner of unburned paper. This was clearly the letter that Yigubu had been holding yesterday. But there wasn't a single word on it - it seemed to be just the edge of the paper. Charlotte felt disappointed and tossed the paper back, turning to leave. She took two steps before feeling that she was letting Yigubu off too easy, so she turned back, picked up the small pile of ashes, and smiled mischievously as she looked around. She decided to pour them into his water bottle instead.

  After finishing the bad thing, Charlotte sneaked back to her own room and came to the bedside to find that Mary was still sleeping. She had slept for so long. With the palm of her hand, she felt the temperature of Mary's forehead. Charlotte let out a "wow" as she lifted her hand, and Mary's forehead became scorching hot. A cool breeze blew by, and Charlotte saw the window that hadn't been closed tightly. It was very cold in the autumn morning, and the cool wind rushed in eagerly through the gap to warm up.

  Mary was burning so badly that Charlotte couldn't control it, so she let the doctor take a look. She bumped heads with Mary, rubbed her dry lips, and finally picked up her cloak to go find the doctor to have him examine Mary's illness.

  The opera had reached the scene where the "prince" was being driven out of the palace, and the prince's singing voice was filled with anger and sorrow. Windsor was lost in memories of past suffering, and her heart resonated deeply with the opera. Eguchi, still dazed from his drinking, poured himself a few more cups, completely losing his senses. The other people watching the opera were all absorbed in the performance, and no one noticed as the young man stumbled to his feet. Eguchi stood up, feeling like the whole world was spinning around him. Was there an earthquake or something? He looked down at Windsor's head, which was also swaying back and forth. Didn't she feel sick? Sick...

  Yigub bowed his head and the wine he had just drunk all poured onto Windsor's hair.

  A foul odor caught everyone's attention, and the dripping sound above brought Windsor back to reality. Under the astonished gaze of the people around her, Igu realized she had made a mistake and quickly used her sleeve to wipe it away, but unfortunately, many elders were faster than her.

  "Someone, bring water!"

  Windsor interrupted several people's busy hands and feet

  "That's enough for today, let's stop here and continue another day."

  Windsor turned to Iguv

  "Where is your room?"

  Yi Gub still stood there foolishly, an elder hurriedly poked him.

  "Quickly take the Duchess of Windsor to your room and let her rest."

  Yigubu got the duke's hair and clothes all dirty, the duke was so much taller than Yigubu that his clothes would definitely not fit him, they had to go buy a new set and send it over.

  Charlotte had just run out of Igubu's house, and Windsor entered the room where he lived under Igubu's lead. Unexpectedly, Igubu's room was as simple and true as his appearance. Windsor's evaluation of this young man rose again in her heart. Born into a noble family with no worries about food and clothing, he could still keep an ordinary mind. This young man is capable of great things.

  Windsor saw that Igubo's room was very clean, and refused to sit down, standing by the window looking at the scenery outside, and also letting the cool breeze disperse the stench on his body. Igubo personally poured a good bath for Windsor, and came to invite him to move, looking at the young man still in a terrified state, Windsor couldn't help but comfort him.

  "Don't blame yourself, it's our fault for getting you drunk on your first drink."

  Yi Gu was taken aback, the Duke actually cared about his feelings, it was too intimate, this must be a dream! The young boy's face flushed, Windsor smiled lightly and took away the towel to enjoy the cleanliness.

  As it approached noon, the air warmed up. Charlotte took off her cloak because she thought she was running too slowly. She ran a segment and stopped to ask passersby for directions. After much difficulty, she finally found the clinic. From afar, the entrance looked deserted. Charlotte wondered if they wouldn't be closed already. As she walked closer, she saw that the big gate was indeed tightly shut. She grabbed hold of an elderly woman passing by, pointed at the clinic and asked why it wasn't open. The old lady looked at her with disdain and said

  "This doctor has killed people and was hanged yesterday! Don't go knocking on the door, only a madwoman is left inside."

  It was a medical accident, and in the end, one life was lost for another. After mourning the doctor's tragic fate, Charlotte grabbed hold of her aunt again.

  "Anything else? Hurry up and say it, I'm in a rush to leave, how annoying!"

  "Auntie, do you know if there's a clinic nearby? My family member is seriously ill and needs to see a doctor immediately!"

  Auntie heard about this matter and felt sympathetic in her heart.

  "I heard that the second house on the back street has a young son who knows medicine. I've only heard that he's cured someone, and what's more, he doesn't even charge any money. However, since this family is of high social status, they might not necessarily see you. Why don't you go try? After all, there aren't any clinics around here either."

  The second house on Back Street, Charlotte thought, wasn't this the Igubu's home? It turned out that Igubu had also treated patients for free.

  "Thank you, Auntie! Goodbye, Auntie!"

  There's no other choice, go back and find Yigubu, what could be more important than treating Mary's illness?

  Windsor was halfway through her bath when a servant arrived with suitable clothes, Igubal dismissed the servant and personally handed the clothes to Windsor, who tidied up and sat back in front of Igubal within twenty minutes. This was efficiency. Windsor looked at the brown water jug on the table and felt extremely thirsty. Just as Igubal found something to do, he picked up the jug and poured some for Windsor. The cups Igubal used were narrow-mouthed, so Windsor felt reassured and didn't look inside before downing it in one gulp.

  "Hmph~~~~~~"

  Yigubu was shocked and immediately knelt down at Windsor's feet, "What is this water?!" Windsor poured the water onto the table, where it mixed with a black powdery substance in the cool clear liquid, jokingly saying...

  "Your taste is really heavy, are you trying to see if the witch's medicine can cure your illness?"

  Yigubu heard that Windsor was not angry, and he put down his heart. He looked up at the table and saw that the turbid thing inside looked familiar. Yigubu's puzzled expression fell into Windsor's eyes, knowing that there might be another story. Not interested in asking about others' family affairs, he was really thirsty, so let's hurry back. This visit, except for the unexpected trouble, was still very satisfying.

  "Well, I've bothered you for so long today, I should get going now. Looking forward to seeing you next time."

  Duke of Windsor was escorted out by Yigubu, and all the big and small figures in the house gathered here to see him off. The Duke's guards stood by until they left the gate of Yigubu's house, where they parted with the enthusiastic nobles.

  Charlotte ran back to Yigub's house and saw a group of people surrounding a young man at the door. At this time, she should be able to find Yigub, Charlotte jogged while searching for the little doctor's figure, but unfortunately, there were too many people, and everyone wore unremarkable black, white, and linen robes. The little doctor was so low-key that it was hard to spot him with just eyes, so Charlotte had to call out in a low voice.

  "Iggy! Iggy! I'm Charlotte!"

  Windsor was accustomed to people's enthusiasm, and calmly made her way through the crowded crowd to her own carriage, smiling and waving goodbye to the people. Windsor turned around and lifted the beaded curtain on the door.

  "Yi Gu Buo?! Where are you?! Charlotte is looking for you, something's up!"

  A pearl was crushed, and the string of pearls below fell to the ground, scattering crystal clear. Windsor turned her head and looked back at the crowd, that bright and beautiful girl was anxiously shouting, her expression vivid, her figure lovely.

  "Hey! Charlotte, what are you doing here?"

  Yi Gu Buo squeezed through the crowd and grabbed Charlotte, a hint of joy flashed across the girl's face, but soon furrowed her brow. She pulled the young man against the tide of people into the house, had something urgent happened? Wensha let go of the deformed door frame and drilled into the carriage.

  Ding-dong~

  The carriage moved forward, and Windsor finally opened the window to look back at the crowd, but Charlotte's figure was already nowhere to be found.