The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (five)
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. When Xue was still watching TV with bare feet in the room, Lance broke in suddenly. Leaning on the bed and looking at him lazily, she asked, "As a nobleman, don't you even have the etiquette to knock on the door?"
"I live in this room too." Lance said angrily, and rudely threw the big gift box in his hand on the bed.
"What's this?"
"You'll know if you don't open it?"
Xue couldn't be bothered to get up, so she untied the bow tie with her feet. Seeing her like this, Lance almost got angry again, but finally held back. After opening, the box contained a pure white dress, and Lance opened another gift box, which contained jewelry that matched the dress. His face was still ugly: "Wear it or not, it's up to you."
Xue snorted, "No."
Lance's forehead twitched with veins: "What did you say?"
Xue glanced at him, the meaning was obvious: I'm done talking, aren't your ears bad
He gritted his teeth and said, "You have two choices, one is to put it on yourself, and the other is to let me help you."
This kind of pornographic threat is basically nothing to Xue. She sneered: "It's none of your business whether I wear it or not. If you have the ability, you can try it and help me wear it. See if it's you who put on the clothes fast, or I chop them up." Drop your arm fast."
Looking at her expression, Lance had no doubt that she could really do something to chop off his arm. In the end, he gave Xue a hard look. Xue didn't look at him without pain or itching. His arrogant self-esteem made him unable to say what he asked for. In fact, he wanted to dance with Xue for the first dance of the day.
Many people came to the castle today, and they all hoped to be favored by the Duke of Lance. However, what surprised many ladies was that the Duke seemed to be in a bad mood for some reason. Not only that, he even had the first dance No one asked anyone to dance. Some courageous young ladies took the initiative to go over, but what they got in return was his cold face.
Lance is in a bad mood! He didn't want to see Yingying Yanyan in this hall at all! All of them are vulgar fans, which one can compare with his snow? Now he regrets so much why he agreed to Her Majesty's request to hold a ball here. Just when he was upset and about to leave, he heard the report that Her Majesty the Queen had come in person!
Lance knelt down on one knee, held the Queen's hand, and kissed lightly: "Why is Your Majesty here?"
"If I don't come, how would you know that you don't even ask people to dance." The queen who is over forty years old but still beautiful smiled, "Lance, this is my niece, Nicole, you haven't danced yet?" Ever met her? She's the daughter of Duke Abbey, fresh out of bridal school."
Miss Nicole is a very elegant and beautiful lady. She has blue eyes and long golden hair. Standing with Lance, who is also blond and blue-eyed, they are like a golden boy and a beautiful girl. They match very well.
When the others saw this battle, they probably understood what was going on. The queen had already prepared a wife candidate for the Duke of Lance, and none of them had a chance.
Miss Nicole's face blushed slightly, and she lifted her skirt to salute Lance: "I have seen the Duke."
Lance glanced at her, and politely kissed the back of her hand, and then made an invitation gesture to the Queen: "Dear Your Majesty, may I have the honor to dance with you?"
The queen originally wanted him to ask Nicole to dance, but Lance had already bent over, and she put her hand on it because she didn't want to hurt his face. Nicole sat quietly on the sofa and watched the dance floor. A pair of moving eyes were firmly glued to Lance's body.
how handsome he is! How noble! If she could marry him and be his wife, she would give everything!
Miss Nicole felt that with the help of the Queen's aunt, she would definitely be able to become a duchess, and she had even begun to draw a bright future!
After finishing the song, the queen signaled Lance to invite Nicole to dance. Lance had also observed Nicole carefully just now, and felt that she was indeed the most suitable wife for him in terms of family background, appearance, temperament and conversation. He has also reached the age to get married. As for whether he gets married or not, it will not affect his relationship with Xue. More often, married couples play independently and do not interfere with each other. He feels that he and Nicole should be able to do the same.
Can it really be done? If it can be done, Xue will not die in this castle in the end.
But just when he was about to ask Miss Nicole to dance as promised, a petite woman like a white swan suddenly appeared in front of him. She was wearing a white princess dress, her jet-black hair was coiled up with a hairpin, and she wore small jewel pendants on her ears, making her look extraordinarily pure and lovely.
Her eyes hidden behind the mask were as bright as the diamond necklace around her neck, and her black eyes were like deep rivers, tightly binding Lance's heart. Lance's heart moved, he held her little hand, and led her into the dance floor.
"Didn't you say you can't wear it?" His eyes were fascinated by her, but his words were still full of impoliteness.
Xue said: "Women are born with the right to go back on their word. As a gentleman, it's really impolite for you to say that."
Lance put his arms around her waist, her waist was so slender that he could break it, he realized how much he hurt her that day, she was so stubborn, so stubborn that he almost forgot that she was just a petite and weak girl .
Xue Xin thought, petite is true, not necessarily weak.
Suddenly, the dance floor suddenly turned dark, and everyone screamed for a moment. Lance pulled Xue into his arms and whispered, "Don't be afraid."
Then he felt something soft touch his lips, and then the person in his arms broke free like a loach, and disappeared in an instant. Lance was about to yell, but the light turned on again in the blink of an eye stand up.
Snow was gone.
He was a little lost, and there seemed to be a touching fragrance on his lips.
But he didn't look for it, because Miss Nicole had already walked over on her own initiative. Out of politeness and respect for the queen, Lance bent down to invite her to dance. Miss Nicole also has a thin waist and a very fragrant body. Lance found that he didn't hate this fragrance, but he always felt that it was missing order something.
The ball didn't end until midnight. Miss Nicole offered to stay and live in the castle for a while. Lance wanted to refuse, but Miss Nicole invited the Queen to be a lobbyist, so Lance agreed and let Nicole live in the castle. A room where real snow lived.
There was nothing belonging to Xue there, so the existence of this room seemed no longer so important. Miss Nicole, who got her wish and stayed, was very excited. She had a lot to say to Lance, but after sending the queen away, Lance handed her over to the butler, and disappeared.
Nicole looked tender and tender in front of the Queen and Lance, but in front of Hester, she maintained an aristocratic and arrogant expression and tone: "I heard that Lord Lance has an oriental mistress by his side, is this true?"
Hurst lowered his head, "Miss Nicole, please forgive me for not being able to answer this question." Without the permission of the Duke, no one can disclose information about Miss Xue. After all, there are too many people who are hostile to people of color. It's also for the good of Miss Xue.
Nicole frowned, she looked like an angel, but the arrogance on her face made her look impure. "Why? Don't you know my identity?"
Hearst said respectfully: "You are the daughter of Earl Abby and the niece of Her Majesty the Queen. I know your identity very well."
"Then tell me, what is the name of the mistress next to the Duke!"
Hester just declined it intentionally. He had held a grudge against Xue for a long time in his heart, and his arms had been broken several times. If possible, he hoped that the yellow pig would get out of this castle more than anyone else. So he replied: "I don't know her name either. The Duke calls her Xue, but it's because she looks exactly like an oriental woman that the Duke once liked."
Nicole listened and thought deeply: "You mean... the Duke doesn't like her? What about the oriental woman that the Duke liked?"
"died."
"How did you die?"
"This..." Hester looked embarrassed.
Nicole can tell at a glance whether Hearst can't tell the truth or can't tell the truth. He just wanted to avoid being punished for Xue's matter, so he asked her to force him, but he really couldn't say anything about how the first Xue died. So she didn't press the question anymore, although she looked down on Hester extremely, as a servant of the Duke, she couldn't keep a secret just because of a few threats from others. Throw out of the castle.
Xue was already asleep when Lance returned to the room, but he knew she was not asleep, so he threw himself on her and hugged her tightly through the quilt: "Why go down?"
"Didn't you ask me to go down?"
"You said it yourself, you won't go down."
"I said I don't wear clothes, when can I stop talking?" Xue said. "Women have the right to repent, have you forgotten?"
Lance rubbed his nose against hers: "No, it's not like that. You're jealous, aren't you?"
Xue finds it very interesting, this man seems to have forgotten all the quarrels between them before, and the tenderness at this moment makes her goosebumps, or is it because men are good at Tai Chi and turn a blind eye to certain facts? "I'm right, are you happy?"
"certainly."
"No." She raised one corner of her mouth and smiled badly. "I'm just going down to have a look."
"Little liar."
Lance kissed her lips, but Xue felt it was funny. When she told the truth, this person didn't believe it. It was because she had so much confidence in her own charm that she could be so confident. "I heard that your future wife has moved in and wants to develop a relationship with you?"
"I also said that you are not jealous." Lance was very happy, "I just stayed for a while, and I will leave soon."