Jennie Rabbit

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Yes, I am your Lisa.

When Lisa woke up, it was already the seventh day. From the emperor to the Manoban Family’s servants, countless hearts were concerned.

“Lisa!”

Krystal, looking frail and sickly, walked over with the help of a maid, her face devoid of color.

As soon as she arrived, Jennie’s restless heart instantly calmed down. She glanced at Lisa, then at her pure white undergarment, and after some thought, bent down to drape a heavy fur coat over her.

It was nearing autumn, far from the time to wear such a coat.

She was clearly being petulant. Lisa, sitting on the bed, gathered the thick, snowy fur coat around her, hiding her thin frame.

Seeing this, Jennie felt slightly more at ease. However, she still couldn’t stand Krystal trailing behind Lisa like a little shadow. If anyone was to be Lisa’s shadow, it should be her, following Lisa wherever she went.

What was Krystal to her? At most, a cousin from her maternal uncle’s side. Not to mention, in a previous lifetime, Krystal had caused her death.

The two were separated by a blood feud, and they loathed each other at sight.

Jennie stood there, making Krystal feel uncomfortable all over. Looking at the inappropriate coat draped over Lisa, she found the furry garment even more of an eyesore.

Spoiled and arrogant!

She gritted her teeth, feeling a sudden dizziness. The maid quickly steadied her.

“Lisa, I have something to tell you.”

“Just say it here.”

“Lisa!”

She coughed urgently, and the maid by her side couldn’t bear it, softly pleading on her Miss’s behalf. Lisa’s cold gaze paused, and she turned to Jennie, saying, “Wife.”

Jennie’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed. “Alright, you two talk.”

She got up and walked away, but didn’t go far, standing outside the door with her ears perked.

The inner chamber was silent, no one speaking.

Krystal, looking ill, studied her ‘good older cousin.’ Dressed in plain white, with black hair and a graceful neck and shoulders, she looked far different from before.

She called softly, “Lisa…”

Lisa lowered her eyes, not looking at her. “Sit.”

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