The stunning beauty standing at the door attracted the attention of all the guests.
Even the musicians who were playing dance music stopped in unison, and the entire banquet hall fell silent, followed by small exclamations and gasping sounds.
Garcia of Kandas really lived up to his reputation. She combed her hair into a high bun, and mixed some wigs into it, which made her hair amazingly large, but it didn't look heavy and clumsy at all, but it was fluffy and light like a cloud.
She is not like the noble women nowadays, who likes to pile all the decorations on the high bun, which makes her whole person look jeweled and extravagant. She only wore two blushing camellias on her temples, and a few extremely rare black pearls were fixed around the camellias.
The blood-like crimson and the lustrous black were so bright and vivid against the background of her golden hair, and they also had the impact of color. She also wears two black pearls on her small earlobes, which creates a fun end-to-end echo.
She painted her face a pale color, but her cheeks were slightly dyed with pink like spring peach, and her lips were also pale and powdery. A little cheery.
The emerald green eyes were supposed to be full of spring, but they looked so deserted when placed on her face.
She seemed to be used to the scene where everyone was obsessed with herself, and after looking around, she walked into the banquet hall with graceful steps. The blossoming roses imprinted on her feet are not as beautiful as one-tenth of her own.
A great noble walked towards her in a hurry, his voice full of excitement: "Darling, it's great to see you here! Since the last time we parted, I can only miss you in my dreams. Please. You must give me a chance to dance with you!"
Garcia stared at the man for a few times, as if he didn't recognize who he was. There are so many people who love her. If you get everyone together, it's enough to make a long line from Bolsa to De Solette.
But she quickly disappeared the doubts in her eyes, raised her hand, and said in a soft voice, "It's my honor to be able to dance with you."
She said she was honored, but her beautiful face was still frosty. It is difficult for others to find a little smile in her deep pupils.
When she opened her red lips and uttered a beautiful sound like an oriole bird, the silent hall became even more silent, and it took a few seconds before she came to life again. Music, talk and laughter, clink glasses, all kinds of voices filled this magnificent castle in an instant.
Many men walked towards Garcia, walking so eagerly and looking so obsessed. They crowded around this great beauty, scrambling to say a few words and dance a few dances with her.
Although the ladies and courtesans still had decent smiles on their faces, their eyes were full of disdain.
bitch! Perhaps they had already scolded it in their hearts. Too beautiful things are always envied.
With one hand supporting her forehead, Jane Qiao gently rubbed the round belly of the glass full of juice with the other, looking at Garcia with interest. As a jewelry designer, he certainly knows how to appreciate the beauty around him.
"Is she beautiful?" Lei Zhe drank a glass of red wine expressionlessly and asked in a low voice.
"Beautiful." Jian Qiao answered succinctly.
Lei Zhe grinned and seemed to be smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He waved to the waiter and said, "Bring a bottle of spirits here."
Soon, a bottle of spirits was delivered to him. He filled a glass for himself, drank it all in one gulp, and his eyes darkened a bit. For some reason, he suddenly felt very unhappy! He even thought it was a mistake to invite Garcia to the banquet!
Prince Andrei, who was sitting beside him, also had dark eyes. He stared at Garcia, and said in a hoarse voice: "It is said that she has never looked for a guest or host. Is that true?"
The so-called guest host is the caregiver.
These great nobles like to hang around the flowers, but they don't want the flowers they like to be sniffed by many people at the same time. In order to isolate the harassment of those bees outside, they can move this flower into their own garden and become its owner.
Of course, they have to make sure that they can provide enough fertilizer to feed the flower so that it will only open for themselves.
Every courtesan wants to find a distinguished guest and host, and this is the best ending they can arrange for themselves. Madame Dupont, the mistress of Charles III, was a former courtesan. It is precisely because she has climbed up a good guest and host that she has achieved the leap of class.
"Yes, she has never looked for a guest and host, which is really strange." Lei Zhe frowned.
It is really rare for people like Garcia who have the capital to go ashore but still swim in the sewage. She seems to enjoy everything that her identity brings, but her identity is so mean.
Therefore, Lei Zhe could not help but have some doubts. At this moment, he can find 10,000 reasons to criticize this woman.
Prince Andre said confidently: "No, that's not surprising at all. She knows her worth, so she's looking for the best place to go. She's been wise to put up a bid, and she's waiting. The man has appeared, and that is me."
Lei Zhe: "..."
Jane Qiao turned her head away to hide the sarcasm in her eyes.
The rest of the nobles echoed Prince Andrew's rhetoric and urged him to rush to the beauty to show his hospitality. Maybe he will be able to take him home tonight and give him a good love.
A stranger mingled among the group of nobles and whispered, "Don't you know that Garcia has a habit? The guest and host are just a shackle to her, except to bind her free soul, there is nothing role, so she never looked for guests and hosts.
"But everywhere she goes, she looks for a lover. Before wandering to the next city, she will pour out all her tenderness to love this person. The limitations of ethics and morality, forget everything, just for the happiness in front of her. What she wants is pure, fiery love. When you measure her thoughts and actions with vulgar values, you really look down on her."
The Garcia described in this mouth is undoubtedly a strange woman who is very affectionate and sexual.
Jane Qiao turned her head away and took a deep look at the guest.
Lei Zhe noticed that he was attracted, and his face turned gloomy.
Prince Andrew and the other great nobles were fascinated and fascinated by it.
Garcia has both the hardness and coldness of frost, the warmth and tenderness of spring breeze, and the madness and enthusiasm of fire, and this contradictory quality makes her fatally attractive.
No man would not want to conquer such a woman!
"I must get her!" Prince Andrew stared at the woman surrounded by many men.
"It's hard to get her, and it's easy to say." The face-to-face guests continued to introduce the situation: "It is said that every time I go to a city, the first person to make her laugh, eventually becomes her. Lover. Ladies, you can try to see if you have the ability."
"As long as she is the first to laugh at her?" Before Prince Andrew could speak, a nobleman asked impatiently.
It seems that he also moved his mind to Garcia.
All the nobles present showed their eager expressions. Without their support, Prince Andrew is nothing, so if they want to grab something from each other, they have no worries in their hearts.
"Yes, as long as she is the first to make her laugh. Every lover of hers comes this way." The face-to-face guests nodded firmly.
"Andre, you have one more competitor." A nobleman said enthusiastically.
"I'll join too."
"And I!"
Everyone raised their hands one by one, and a war without gunpowder began. Prince Andrew couldn't say anything even if there were a hundred reluctance.
Only Lei Zhe did not make a statement. Not only that, there was a hint of mockery and disdain between his eyebrows. Could it be harder to make fun of that woman than to make fun of the Earl? He doesn't think so.
Rather than spending a lot of time trying to please the woman, he might as well find a way to please the Count. If the count's incomparably beautiful face was smiling, what magnificent scenery would it be
Thinking of this, Lei Zhe's eyes became fascinated.
Jane Qiao just caught this fascination and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to participate too?"
"No! I don't want to!" Lei Zhe shook his head quickly, firmly denying it.
He didn't dare to get involved in such a mess in the presence of Mr. Count.
Prince Andrew joked: "Dear, why are you answering in such a panic? Are you afraid of making Jane Qiao angry? God, don't tell me that you are playing with Jane Qiao, you are completely chained to death by him. In this case, I have to give you a piece of advice - men and men are just the vent of desire, and men and women are the unity of yin and yang. Come on, join our game, and conquer the most beautiful women in the world! You used to be often Victory General!"
"Who is afraid of him? Who was chained to death by him? There is absolutely no such thing!" Lei Zhe, who was stabbed in the heart by these words, felt an indescribable panic. And this sense of panic prompted him to speak without thinking: "Okay, I'll join too."
Jane Joe: "… "
He silently looked at his only good friend, and the expression on his face was indescribable. Before, his judgment was indeed correct, this person was only three years old at most.
Only kindergarten children can participate in this boring and mentally retarded game.
Lei Zhe scratched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, his heart suddenly filled with regret. He always felt that he had done something wrong to Mr. Earl, but he couldn't find anything wrong.
Prince Andrew, who was still a little unhappy at first, has now become the most excited one. He likes to play games, and this kind of game is undoubtedly very new and very exciting.
"Ladies, I can win all of you today, because I happened to bring the killer weapon." He raised his jaw and declared arrogantly and triumphantly.
"Bring Zoe up to me." He clapped lightly.
The footman standing by the side led the way, and after a while, brought a short, funny-looking female dwarf in a colorful bubble skirt. She picked up the skirt and saluted the group of nobles with the most elegant gesture, but the more serious she was, the more giggling she was.
Her chubby short melon figure makes everything she does look ridiculous.
Before she could gag and pretend to be mad and foolish, all the great nobles had already burst into laughter.
Lei Zhe couldn't help but laugh.
Only Jian Qiao frowned and watched all this, with deep discomfort hidden in her eyes. No matter how long he stayed here, he couldn't get used to playing with a living person like a toy.
Lei Zhe glanced at him, so he also restrained his smile. He knew that trying to make fun of Mr. Earl is the hardest thing in the world!
Prince Andrew pointed to the center of the stage and said to Zoe: "Go up and perform a show. Remember, your job is to make everyone laugh. As long as one person doesn't laugh, I will use a whip full of barbs. Smack you!"
Zooey's face paled slightly, but she showed a funny smile in the blink of an eye.
"Okay, look at you, master!" She sauntered toward the center of the dance floor like a dwarf winter melon.
Looking at her round back, everyone burst into mocking laughter again.
Hearing this conversation, Jian Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then she stretched out her fingertips and stroked her pale thin lips.