Chapter 671

Name:Dreamland Guide Author:Kunwuqi
Martha sat quietly in front of the dressing mirror and let the makeup artist apply fine makeup on her face.

She saw the beautiful girl in the mirror as if she were a little strange. She wore a diamond studded hair band on her head, and her snow-white soft veil was integrated with the wedding dress. She slipped from her to the ground and flowed slowly like milk on the floor.

The make-up artist's hand is very skillful. It adors her face in a particularly delicate way, but it doesn't look rich and colorful. The shallow foundation can still vaguely see faint freckles on her cheeks.

Martha laughed unconsciously when she thought that the groom was being fiddled around with her head by a makeup artist like her. She wanted to rush over now to see what the groom looked like after makeup, but the maid told her that she could not meet her beloved before the wedding.

Of course, the maid doesn't serve her specially. They were all the maids invited by master Wolff's house, and they were all her sisters. However, she grew up in the manor and was treated as a daughter by Lord Wolff. She was also like brother and sister with little Wolff. But she knows her identity, never arrogant and contemptuous, and has a very harmonious relationship with everyone. Now that she is going to get married, the sisters naturally have to tease her.

The breeze lifted the curtains and let Hexi's sunshine and cheerful bird calls jump in from the window. Martha breathed a breath of fresh air from the distant mountains. What a beautiful day to look forward to!

On this day, she has been waiting for three years.

She fell in love after that encounter in Stanley Park. She had been waiting for the man to speak to her, holding a bright rose in his hand, knelt down and said: marry me, dear Martha!

But the man didn't say it. Every time he stood in front of Martha, Martha felt that he was about to say, and was suddenly interrupted by some inexplicable emotion. Martha could feel that he was worried. It seemed that every time she faced this pass, she would have anxiety and hesitation. At first she suspected that there was someone else in his heart, or that he had a terrible past in China or Europe.

She told him: I don't care about your past. She encouraged him: you should face the future bravely and face your heart.

He seemed to be moved by her. Just when he was finally about to say that, Lord Wolff's condition deteriorated again.

Originally, Lord Wolff had improved under the treatment of Huangliang and almost returned to his former appearance. He not only lost his wheelchair, but also could go fishing in Stanley Park by bike. Of course, when he rode his bike, he was always followed by a large group of bodyguards and people serving him. Lord Wolff complained to his son that I am not the president. The family business has long been handed over to you. No one will care about an old man who will not die! But master Wolff still went his own way, and even patrol boats were sent on the nearby sea.

Lord Wolff often met Professor Dickinson in Stanley Park. The two old people can always make a hearty laugh at the seaside. With the sea breeze, they can be heard by the seagulls in the distance, and make two annoying calls from time to time.

Martha always followed Lord Wolff quietly and was at his disposal at any time. Sometimes Huangliang is also there. He has integrated into the wolf family. Lord wolf treats him like a son. When he was there, the old man would always say, hey, Martha, why are you always following me, eavesdropping on our old men? Go and help me pick some roses. Let Huangliang go with you and help you block the thorns. Remember, it's half gold and half red.

Martha went to pick roses with Huangliang, but where could she find half golden and half red roses? They walked and searched in the rose garden, and the sun set in a flash.

I can't pay the job back. Old wolf is not angry. He just said, I can't find it. That's because your mind is not home yet. You should find it with your heart, heart, heart! Two people's hearts, can find two colors, two people's hearts together, two colors can open on the same flower!

Martha knew that Lord Wolff was trying to help them. The master doesn't tell, neither does she, nor does sorghum. Every time the master went fishing, they went to the rose garden to find half golden and half red roses.

But before the rose was found, master Wolff's body was dead again. Although he was not as crazy as before and would not have the symptoms of werewolf, he lay in bed, losing weight and getting old day by day.

This time, Huang Liang was helpless.

Martha stood by old wolf's bed every day. One day, old Wolff opened his eyelids, stared at the ceiling with his dark eyes deep in his eyes and said, "Martha, I'm afraid I can't wait. I promised your mother to find you a good family. Son, marry your sweetheart!"

Martha was very sad. She didn't know how to answer Lord Wolff. But just then, Huang Liang came in with a bunch of roses in his hand.

She was surprised to find that each flower of the bunch of roses was half gold and half red. The two colors are not distinct, but mixed. Some petals are gold, some petals are red, some petals are red with gold spots, and some petals are gold with red edges.

"Where did you get it?" Martha asked with wide eyes.

Huang Liang said: "there are no semi golden and semi red roses in the rose garden, but I think of a rainbow rose I have seen in the Netherlands. It is a water-soluble dye that drips into the flower stem. When the petals absorb the dye, they can produce a rainbow like gorgeous color. I secretly carried out the experiment, hoping to make a semi golden and semi red rose. God lives up to me, and finally let me succeed in the experiment!"

When he said this, he suddenly knelt down on one knee, looked up and said, "Martha, marry me! I love you!"

Martha was fascinated and suddenly stunned. Her heart was pounding, tears were flashing in her eyes, but her hand was half stretched and half shrunk, and her fingers touched the petals of the rose and trembled constantly.

She has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, but when it really comes, she doesn't know how to face it. Until I heard master Wolff on the bed say, "Martha, promise! Martha!"

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The makeup artist finished her work. Martha woke up from her memory and saw the girl in the mirror with a sweet smile on her face.

"Ready to go, Miss Martha!" said a maid, pushing the door in.

Martha stood up and dragged her long wedding dress out. First she went to master Wolff's room and kissed the old man's thin and haggard face on the bed.

"Lord Wolff!" she whispered.

Old wolf opened his eyes and moved his mouth: "go, go, Martha, I can't get up, but I bless you. I saw your mother and I told her you're getting married. She thanked me very much. She said she had taken care of the rose garden for me in heaven and was waiting for me."

Martha left with tears in her eyes and walked into the church with a smile.

The church is small, but solemn enough. They were married by a very famous priest in Wenxi. Mr. Kui Wolfe, colleagues at Wolfe estate, several local gentlemen and Professor Dickinson witnessed this moment.

When putting a ring on Martha, Huang Liang suddenly stopped and asked her in a voice that only they could hear: "do you really regret it?"

Martha didn't even think about it. She looked into his eyes and said in the same low voice but firmly, "No."

Huang Liang said, "I'm not an ordinary person."

Martha said, "I know."

Huang Liang said, "my past can't be recalled."

Martha said, "I don't care."

Huang Liang said, "if you are with me, you may suffer a lot, or it may be very dangerous."

Martha said, "as long as happiness."

Huang Liang said, "hardship is also happiness?"

Martha said, "being together is happiness."

Huang Liang wanted to say something else. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an old woman in the last row of the church, smiling at him and giving him a look of approval.

He smiled and stopped talking. He gently sent his finger forward and put the ring on Martha's ring finger.