The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 377

Chapter 377: The new season of Lady Blanche.

As funny as that fall was, not one snigger was heard. The servants rushed to help Roland and then replaced the old chair with a new one. The brothers picked up right where they had left off.

"You paint!" Roland exclaimed. "No, I should be more specific. You are Lady Evelina Thistlewood?"

Galen turned red. Hiding behind the crystal glass, he nodded. He was proud of his work but the fictional identity he had taken on was somewhat of a pain in his ass. Because it was a woman’s name, everyone expected the painter to be a woman.

So, he never dared to show his face in public and when necessary, he had a maid that donned a mask and covered her head with a cloak at all times. In disguise, he would tag along like an assistant and whisper to her what to say. "It was not my finest naming moment." Glen put the glass down. "Or decision making moment."

Servants choked down laughter.

Roland looked over Galen with a smug smile. "Nice tits Lady Thistlewood."

Galen hissed.

Roland burst into laughter.

Jesting sniggered.

The mood in the sonar was lifted a lot.

that one more time and your wife will have to pick your teeth off the floor."

"Like you

was about to respond when a familiar theme song was overheard. It came from outside the window and it reminded everyone of what they had forgotten. The second

would push the launch of the second season due to the death of the queen. Like Lady Blanche,

not had my

find the nearest televisions.

crystal visions. Following a manual that Elowin had prepared, the Thorin’s in Solandor had managed to magically connect the empire to Eldoria’s network.

how the few Solandorian’s with televisions learned of the death of the Eldorian queen. They followed the funeral proceedings and now,

had been lucky to finish the first season considered themselves lucky

plots in the

the small amphitheater to watch the series together. Roland and Jesting took pity on those that were unfamiliar with Lady Thorin’s analysis style of watching

her mother opened her mouth or attempted to raise her hand, she would stuff her mouth

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gently woken up by

you actually slept through

much of a surprise that she had nodded off. Besides, she had already

looked around. Some people were sitting in a flailed posture, in awe of the episode. Others

seemed to be staring daggers at Lady

She told Sigrid like she

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