Operation Red Book

Chapter 508 Bell 1

The two continued walking forward, and when they turned a corner in a small path, a long-lost noise struck Ivy's ears.

Under the tide of "human life", Ivy's burden was relieved a little, but the stone in her heart was still heavy.

The bell beside her ear rang slowly. It was a string of golden hair tied to the hem of the princess' skirt. The light shone on the smoothly polished surface of the bell, revealing a faint luster.

It is not difficult to see that it is real gold.

As the bell rang, a bad joke suddenly popped up in Ivy's mind:

"Your Highness, didn't you just say you would compensate me for my hair?"

"Yes, please tell me the number, and I will go back and discuss it with the envoys who are accompanying me."

"I like the bell you wear around your waist. Can I have it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the princess jumped aside, tightly holding the golden bell around her waist, her face flushed.

"Please...please forgive me for not being able to obey you..."

"I want it!"

"Can't!"

"I want that bell, or I'll have someone throw Joshua into the Thames to wake him up!"

"Okay, here you go."

"what?"

Hearing the princess' straightforward reply, Ivy's arrogance was instantly cut in half. She stood there stupidly and watched the princess lower her head.

She deftly untied the golden bell from her waist, presented it with both hands, and waited patiently for Ivy to take it.

"I...I'll take it!"

Ivy said with bravado, she slowly raised her hand and carefully observed the princess's expression.

At this moment, the princess's face was stiff, her eyes were fixed on the bell in her hand, and there was imperceptible sweat on her forehead.

Such a reaction is obviously a sign of unwillingness.

But Ivy pulled it out quickly. She felt nauseous and shook Jinling while praising him:

"Wow! It's a bell made of gold! It's priceless!"

She walked forward without even finishing her words, ignoring the tense silence behind her.

The princess followed Ivy without saying a word. The smile disappeared from her face and her eyes were fixed on the bell in Ivy's hand.

"There are 21 bells on it! What is the origin of this string of bells?"

Ivy asked with a smile out of boredom.

"This was given to me by my aunt, who was still the Queen of Luxembourg, when I was one month old. My brother and I each have one, representing the nobility of the royal family."

"The number of bells on it is not fixed. My brother Augustin has 20 bells, and I have one more bell than him, which means I am the 21st member of the royal family."

"Is it specially made for the newborn princess?"

The princess nodded and made a sound in her throat.

"Then your aunt must love you very much..."

"In fact, she was quite harsh."

The princess sighed, her eyes filled with the vicissitudes of the passing years.

"She was my brother and I's teacher. As far as I can remember, my aunt and brother were all I had."

"She taught my brother and me the standards of a monarch, and it was not until she died that I met my parents for the first time..."

"That was when I was 7 years old. At the Queen's grand funeral, everyone was sad, but I saw a smile on my mother's face."

"I understand. She was so happy not because of the Queen's death, nor because of my brother and I's return, but because she saw the vacant throne in the palace and the crown that symbolized power..."

"Since my aunt had no children, my father naturally became the monarch, and my mother wore the crown she had always dreamed of and became the queen."

"Unfortunately, her beautiful dream only lasted for three short years. Three years later, she died of illness, and the position of queen became vacant again, until now..."

"And during these three years, I seemed to have been abandoned."

"My brother is a well-deserved future monarch. He has more and more courses to learn, and the time we spend together is getting shorter and shorter..."

"Can you believe it? Once a year, at a dinner, for an hour, all we can do is say hello to each other."

"So, during those three years, the bell was always with you and helped you through that dark time, right?" Ivy interrupted.

"No, those three years were the happiest three years of my life. There was no nagging, no homework, no punishment, and no scolding. All I had to do was lift my skirt and salute the queen and king in the middle of playing."

The princess said seriously, and she immediately became intoxicated when she recalled that leisurely time again.

"However, good times are always short-lived. After my mother died, I was called by the king. My brother was also waiting there. Three years later, he had completely changed..."

"My father said that my brother is the future crown prince and the future monarch. As his sister, it's time for me to learn how to assist him..."

At this point, the princess sighed: "My father said that he submitted my portrait to various countries, but no prince was interested in it. The reason is that I look too fierce. They think I have a bad temper and may commit domestic violence after marriage..."

The next moment Ivy pinched a piece of flesh on her thigh tightly to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

That painter must be a spy planted by a foreign country. Princess Constance is the most gentle and shy girl she has ever met except Christine.

However, if the princes could not see the lovely beauty in Princess Constance's eyes and eyebrows, then those ungrateful princes would be of no use.

"So..." the princess continued, her eyes falling on the string of bells, "I was sent by my father to my aunt's retired lady-in-waiting."

"There, I will learn how to be an elegant lady, how to share the pressure with my future husband, and more importantly..."

The princess smiled shyly and said, "How to think about your country in times of national crisis, quickly gather manpower and people's hearts when national crisis comes, cut off your husband's head calmly, and then take the entire city for yourself."

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell shook in Ivy's hand and she almost fell down. Fortunately, the princess was quick-witted and helped her up before she fell.

But even so, the incredible feeling in Ivy's heart still lingered on her skin, causing her to feel frightened...

"The lady official is even stricter than my aunt. She asked me to always hang a bell on my waist so that no matter where I go, she can know my location in time and judge whether I am in trouble and need emergency rescue..."

"But mostly she wanted to know if I was going to ride out of the fence and hang out by the creek again..."

"Although the lady official loves to reason, I know she has high hopes for me, just like the deceased aunt Queen..."

The princess covered her mouth and smiled slightly.

"This kind of life is full of stress and also full of endless fun... but as I said before, the good times are always short-lived..."

"This kind of life continued until the lady-in-waiting passed away. After settling her down, I returned to the palace at the king's call."

"The palace is very depressing, and there is a sense of depression caused by illness everywhere. My father said that he was sick and was barely surviving by relying on medicine."

"That was the year I returned. My brother was made the crown prince. From then on, all matters in the palace were handed over to him."

"It's been a few years since we last met. My brother has become busier, more taciturn, and his eyes have become colder when he looks at me..."

Ivy and the princess turned an intersection, and a magnificent platform immediately appeared in front of them, like a milestone on a peak.

"The bell is still hanging on my body. I was ordered by my brother not to leave it, just like him."

"I don't know why, but when I was asked to visit, I understood..."

"When the bell rings, it means that the palace servants are coming to see you..."

"It's like this. No matter where you want to escape to, no matter where you want to go, no matter if you want to escape by climbing over a high wall, or if you want to find a quiet place to rest... the crisp sound of the bell will always expose your whereabouts and attract a group of green-glowing beasts to devour your soul..."

After saying that, the princess sighed again, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes flickered slightly and tears filled her eyes.

Ivy felt sad. She was silent for a long time, silently holding the golden bell horizontally and looking at it carefully.

"This bell is really beautiful..."

After saying this, she turned to look at the princess with a burning gaze.

"What if I really want it? What if I let the mermaid in the river take the golden bell to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, so that you and your brother can't dig it out even if you dig for a thousand years?"