Pioneer Lord: A Leisurely Imperial Life

Chapter 334 Solitary Interrogation

Freya strolled along the covered bridge over the Cloud Realm Pool.

The water's surface is like a mirror, reflecting two images of each other.

As she walked, she gazed at the several secondary pavilions floating in the distance, their upturned eaves appearing and disappearing amidst the churning sea of ​​clouds, a breathtaking sight.

Upon arriving at the main pavilion entrance, two imperial guards stood ramrod straight, swords at their sides.

Good day, Fourth Miss.

Freya was taken aback; she hadn't heard this family name in a long time.

She immediately realized that Richard had said these guards were all retired veterans of the Wolf Warriors, so they naturally recognized her.

"This isn't the Wolf's Den. Just call me by my name from now on. I'm here to find Wendy."

"Yes." A guard nodded and waved towards the inside of the door.

A maid quickly stepped out, curtsied, and led Freya through the tall palace gates.

The moment Freya stepped into the Yitian Hall, she paused.

The dome is very high, making one feel extremely small. On both sides are huge columns, with jade dragon and cloud patterns carved on the columns.

At the very center of the innermost part is a jade throne shaped like a reclining sword, its blade as wide as a bed, exuding luxury and grandeur.

She suddenly remembered an old travelogue she had read in the Huanxing Library, which recorded the customs and culture of the Eastern Green Bamboo Continent, as well as architectural illustrations.

Flying eaves and brackets, carved window frames, and waterside pavilions built against the mountain.

She initially thought those paintings were the artist's imagination, and that such beautiful architecture couldn't possibly exist in the world.

Now, standing in this grand hall, she discovered that everything depicted in the paintings was here, and even more imbued with an exotic Eastern charm.

The maid led her around the main hall to the spiral staircase at the back.

The entire staircase appears to be cast from a single piece of bronze, with no visible seams, and the joints of the white jade handrail are wrapped in gold.

As they went up, the maid explained the unique features of each floor.

The second floor is a spacious banquet hall, the third floor is a wine tasting area, the fourth floor is an exhibition of famous swords, the fifth floor is a semi-open-air viewing platform, and the sixth floor is a territory model room.

The seventh and eighth floors house guest rooms and private residences for important figures, while the top floor contains the lord's private bedroom.

Freya visited each floor and was increasingly impressed by what she saw, but she had no intention of studying it in depth.

Right now, she only wants to focus on unraveling the secrets of light magic; she'll deal with the rest later.

Upon reaching the eighth floor, the maid stopped and pointed to a door at the end of the corridor: "That's Lady Wendy's residence."

Freya nodded and walked alone to the end of the corridor.

Wendy is her best friend. When they were little, she would often invite Wendy to Wolfsburg every few days.

Later, they became so close that they ate and slept together, squeezing into one bed and chatting until midnight.

Later, she was declared a heretic by the Church and fled in panic. Wendy was also terrified and followed her all the way to the border of the demons.

But she didn't have a scholar's seat, and her elder brother was really broke, so she had no choice but to stay on the border and work as a governess in the home of a minor nobleman.

They had corresponded a few times in the past two years, but had never met again. Freya felt guilty, thinking that she had dragged the other down.

It's wonderful that we can reunite in the North!

Freya took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, stood at the door, and raised her hand to knock.

Click.

Unexpectedly, the door opened from the inside, and Richard came out.

He was buttoning his collar with a satisfied expression on his face when he closed the door behind him.

Then they looked up and saw Freya. The siblings were both startled!

this...?

Richard's fingers paused for a moment, then he continued to button his shirt and straighten his collar as if nothing had happened.

Good morning, sister.

Freya rolled her eyes at him and reached out to button up the other button for him: "I knew you wouldn't let her go."

Richard chuckled: "What are you saying, sister? I don't understand."

"Don't give me that."

"I really don't understand."

"Then why is your collar messy?"

"It was blown by the wind."

"Where's the wind coming from in this corridor?"

"There was some just now."

"Then what were you doing in her room?"

"Discussing official business."

Freya stared at him for two seconds, then reached out and tapped his forehead, saying in a slightly indulgent tone, "If you let her down, I will never forgive you."

Richard chuckled, didn't reply, and turned to walk towards the stairwell.

"Let's have dinner together tonight."

"it is good."

Watching her younger brother's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, Freya sighed and pushed open Wendy's door.

The room was decorated in a simple and tidy style, with several documents spread out on the desk and a quill pen resting on the ink bottle.

A thick cashmere blanket was laid on the soft couch by the window, and the sunlight slanted in through the window, making the whole room warm and quiet.

But Wendy wasn't at her desk; instead, she was sprawled on the bed, fast asleep, her long hair spread across the pillow, her face still flushed.

Freya was both amused and exasperated.

She knew it would be like this!

She went over and picked up the blanket that had fallen to the ground, covering her with it.

Wendy suddenly rolled over, her eyes still closed, and unconsciously murmured, "I really can't take it anymore, please let me go..."

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Freya was speechless.

When they parted at the border, the two hugged and cried for a long time, saying they must meet again in the future.

She thought today would be a touching reunion after a long separation, and that they would sit by the window drinking and chatting.

Given the current situation...

Ugh!

Her face flushed, and she shook the other person's naked shoulder.

"Wendy, wake up!"

"Um.

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Wendy rolled over again, and this time she finally opened her eyes a crack, blinked a few times, and finally saw the person in front of her clearly.

She froze for two seconds, then suddenly opened her eyes wide, screamed, sat up, and hugged Freya tightly.

"Silly wolf! Is it really you!? That's wonderful!" Her voice was shrill and trembling, and tears streamed down her face.

The scene she had been waiting for finally appeared, but Freya didn't know how to describe her current feelings.

Especially when he saw the few red hickeys on the side of Wendy's neck, his lips twitched involuntarily, and he looked helpless.

"Get dressed first!"

Wendy looked down and her face flushed instantly. She released the other person, quickly pulled the blanket over herself, and said anxiously, "Listen to me..."

"Don't say anything, I understand." Freya waved her hand to interrupt and reached for Freya's clothes at the foot of the bed.

"I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, she turned and left, closing the door behind her.

Ninth floor.

Richard emerged from the stairwell, where a snow rabbit maid stood by the door leading to the master bedroom. Upon seeing him, she bowed respectfully and then pushed open the heavy door.

Richard was in a very good mood. He casually rubbed her bunny ears before stepping inside.

After passing through the shoe and hat room and around a huge screen, we arrived at the tea room, where two people had been waiting for a long time.

Avril sat on a chair by the window, head down, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her dress. She had changed into a clean, plain-colored long dress, no longer the sour priest's robe, but the stubbornness in her eyes was still there.

Celia sat beside her, leaning against the windowsill and gazing blankly at the scenery outside. When she saw Richard come in, she quickly stood up.

Good day, sir.

"Okay, you can go down now. I'll interrogate her alone."

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