"Is it Duchess Mianmian?" the Viscount asked.
"It doesn't seem to be. Your Highness the Viscount." A passerby standing beside him shook his head, "The duchess they mentioned in their chat is Marquis Rafael."
The passerby who spoke took two glasses of red wine from the passing waiter robot, and handed a glass to the Viscount.
A trace of confusion appeared on the faces of passers-by: "There is only one Duke in our empire—His Royal Highness Duke Chris, his wife should not..."
The Viscount took the red wine from a passerby and was stunned.
His mind was in a mess, and he answered blankly: "Yes, then... the wife of His Royal Highness, shouldn't it be Mian Mian?"
—Where did this Marquis Raphael come from again
—Why is he called Duchess
—Where is their peerless and adorable cub Mianmian
The Viscount was puzzled again and again.
"I'm also confused about this issue." Passers-by said weakly: "Shouldn't it be Madam Mianmian? But everyone calls Marquis Rafael the Duchess."
The two looked at each other, both a little puzzled.
After a long while, the viscount's brainstorming ended, "...my God, it must be a mistake to pay, right?!"
What is this, the official demolition of his cp? !
the other side.
After Sivir and Tu Mianmian arrived, they were surrounded by enthusiastic nobles.
"Congratulations to Marquis Raphael." A Marquis took the initiative to speak up. Congratulations to the noble honor continuously inherited.
The great nobles all have their own news channels, they are well-informed, and already know that Tu Mianmian's identity information has changed due to returning to the blood of the nobles in ancient history.
However, after Tu Mianmian was promoted to the aristocratic class, due to social etiquette, the Marquis could no longer call her name "Mianmian" directly to her face.
Everyone has seen Tu Mianmian in human form, as well as Tu Mianmian's lop-eared rabbit. The only thing I haven't seen is the rabbit-eared boy with the combination of the two.
When I first saw it, I was pleasantly surprised and amazed, a hundred times happier than discovering a new continent.
"When I thought His Highness the Marquis was cute enough, I didn't expect that His Royal Highness has an even cuter side." The Marquis blew rainbow fart wildly.
The Marquise has a military rank. I attended the military meeting this morning. I thought Mianmian, who looked like a lop-eared rabbit at the meeting, was already the cutest in the world, but I didn't expect...
The Marquise's gaze fell on! On the pair of rabbit ears hanging down on the side of the head.
She couldn't restrain the aunt's smile on her face, she had a happy expression, her eyes burst out with shining light, and she was already extremely excited.
The other people around also echoed their words one after another, forgetting all their reserved manners, and all of them fell under the fluffy rabbit ears:
"That's right, His Royal Highness the Marquis is really cute."
"Super super cute wow! I think... oh no, I'm sorry Your Royal Highness, you heard me wrong, I don't want anything."
"His Royal Highness the Duke is cold and cool, and His Royal Highness the Marquis is soft and cute, my God, this is too suitable."
"Wow, I didn't go to the military meeting this morning, so fluffy is soft. My mother duck, this candy is delicious!"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooah."
While chatting or praising in a hurry, everyone stared at Tu Mianmian and his rabbit ears.
Tu Mian's rabbit tail was hidden in his trousers, and only the Duke could see it.
"Thank you for your kindness." Sivir greeted on his behalf.
His Excellency the Duke stood beside the little petite woman, half-embracing the little petite husband in a protective posture, and resting his hand weakly on Tu Mianmian's lower back.
Bathed in the green gaze of a wolf like a tiger, Tu Mianmian has already stiffened into a sculpture.
He just subconsciously shook the rabbit ears just now, which aroused the amazement of a large circle of people, and Tu Mianmian was so frightened that he didn't even dare to move the rabbit ears.
These people are too enthusiastic!
It's almost burning him down!
The little Marquis Tu Mianmian was frightened.
The great nobles have their own social circles, and now almost all of them gather around the duchess and his wife. The high-ranking people of Chaoyang Empire are basically here.
Someone smiled and said, "It is a happy event for His Royal Highness Marquis Rafael to inherit the glory of the ancient nobles. I wonder when we can hold a banquet to celebrate?"
The smile on the man's face became stronger: "It's also convenient for us to visit and congratulate."
It's more convenient for them to come and suck the Duchess madly! ! !
Everyone was attracted by this good idea for a moment, and they all made suggestions. Seeing their true purpose, Sivir began to practice Tai Chi in circles.
Tu Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief after being distracted by the topic.
He no longer needs to be surrounded by wolves, and he can relax and socialize.
Here, the Duchess, who is the focal point, pushes! Pushing cups and changing cups, toasting and toasting, it was very lively.
The Viscount, who was far away from the crowd, was very depressed.
The crowd surrounding the Duchess was huge.
The powerful and influential people were basically in the front row, such as the Marquis and his family members, occupying the easiest position to chat with Sivir and Tu Mianmian.
And those with a slightly lower title, such as earls, can only keep watching in the back row of the crowd, and they can't squeeze in if they want to chat or toast.
Low-ranking people such as the Viscount and Baron fell at the end of the crowd and couldn't see anything.
The Viscount only hoped to get to the front row to have a close-up face-to-face with the Duchess, so that he could see who that Raphael Marquis really is.
But couldn't get in at all.
Everyone wanted to get a few words, and no one would let anyone else go. Some people saw the viscount pushing hard, and even joined forces to push him out.
The Viscount immediately said: "..."
What are you doing? Everyone is a fallen person at the end of the world!
The Viscount had no choice but to withdraw from the battlefield with regret. He ran to the corner and turned on the optical brain.
All forms of media interviews and live broadcasts are rejected for the royal honor banquet, and photos and videos are also prohibited from being circulated.
Before the Viscount came to the palace, he posted a post in the form of text on the star network to vent his excitement about meeting various big shots.
Now when I open the post, I can see that the number of replies is already very large.
[Quick, quick, the host will broadcast live, what is the situation in the venue now? ]
[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! I don't have high requirements, just describe the live broadcast in text, and I can do it too! ]
[Damn it, one of my little sisters went to the honor banquet and she wouldn't talk to me. Said to go to suck first! Hateful, I don’t know where Lian Mian is.]
[My sister too! Now the messages are not returned to me, alas, what a plastic sisterhood]
[what? Is Mianmian really at the banquet? real or fake? I was terrified of being lied to, this morning it was said that Mianmian would attend the meeting, but I didn’t see Mianmian, it’s really deceiving my feelings]
[I heard that the Duchess is at the banquet]
[I want to see Mianmian, I want to see Mianmian, I want to see Mianmian! Say important things three times. ]
Seeing the various replies in the post, the Viscount scratched his head, typed on the optical computer, and continued to update:
[The Duchess was indeed present. But it doesn't seem to be what we thought it was. I've heard it said that the Duchess Chris is also a nobleman - called "Marquise Raphael! Marquis".]
The Viscount asked for help in the post: [What's going on? Why isn't the Duchess Mianmian? Can someone tell me the truth.]
[Ga? Did you hear me wrong, my lovely Mianmian is obviously the Duchess. ]
[That's right, you made a mistake, right? Isn't the equation of Mianmian = Duchess always valid? ]
[Which Marquis is Marquis Raphael? I remember that our Chaoyang Empire does not have this lord, is it an upstart? ]
[what happened? I have been calling the Duchess for so many days, but in the end the Duchess is a Marquis? Who is this? I remember that Mianmian is a commoner, not an aristocrat. Mianmian first came to the central star and received humanitarian assistance. ]
[Did His Royal Highness cheat or Sivir cheated? ]
[Landlord, ask more questions, check more, if you made a mistake. What we said about the wrong payment and double stalks before are all jokes, don’t let us take it seriously]
The Starnet users in the post didn't quite believe it. Some even thought that the Viscount was spreading rumors and threatened to report him.
The Viscount himself could not believe it. After all, with the character of the Duke, it is impossible to do such a thing as a new love and an old love.
The doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger. Just received the notice that the award banquet was about to start, the social activities before the banquet were announced to be over, and the nobles walked towards the banquet hall one after another.
The crowd that had surrounded the duchess dispersed, the viscount's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity to rush forward like crazy.
The duchess and husband who were walking side by side in front were almost the same height, and the viscount bypassed the pedestrians and rushed to the front in one go.
He turned his head, his eyes flicked over Sivir, and then he looked at Raphael Hou, Hou, Hou...
Viscount: "???"
The Viscount blurted out: "Mianmian?!"
Mianmian with fluffy rabbit ears? !
The Viscount almost had a nosebleed.
Due to the viscount's weird behavior, two waiter robots had already stepped forward to hold him up vigilantly, fearing that he would do something violent to the duchess.
"You are so rude." The waiter robot holding him had a serious face, "You should call His Royal Highness Marquis Rafael!"
How can you call her by name directly!
"?" Tu Mianmian, whose name was called, looked sideways. He happened to see the viscount who was breathing heavily and clutching his heart.
"What's the matter?" Tu Mianmian was puzzled.
Sivir glanced over there, and saw that the viscount's eyeballs were about to stick to Tu Mianmian's body.
His Excellency the Duke was expressionless, "It might be your fan."
He pulled Tu Mianmian and continued walking without being disturbed by this episode.
The viscount, who was held up by the waiter robot, watched Sivir and Tu Mian go away.
He fell down softly, relying on the strength of the two robots to keep himself from slipping and falling to the ground. Moaned: "My God... Marquis... It turned out to be a long waistcoat..."
Two waiter robots: "…"
The Viscount stretched out his hand tremblingly, and grabbed his own: "The little Marquis is so, so cute."
Exquisite and beautiful boy with rabbit ears, he can!
The viscount, who seemed to have lost his soul, was forcibly dragged to his place in the banquet hall by the waiter robot.
The Viscount finally regained his strength, sat down properly, and raised his hand to turn on the optical brain.
"Your Highness the Viscount." The waiter robot pressed his hand, and his expression became more serious: "The honor banquet is about to begin, please focus on it and don't do other things."
Hearing the words, the Viscount looked up and found that His Majesty the Emperor had already appeared. He hurriedly put away his optical brain, not daring to go on another errand.
The two waiter robots still stayed by his side, probably watching him to prevent him from doing anything rash. -
After the award banquet started, in the post that the relevant insiders had no time to take care of, the incident continued to ferment.
[Why didn't the landlord come back? Didn't you say to inquire? ]
[I have a friend who also said to inquire about it, but lost contact in the end, I really don’t understand. ]
[Haha, maybe the host realized that he made a mistake, so he’s sorry to show up again? Mian Mian is the Duchess, what Marquis Raphael, maybe Mian Mian has been promoted to the nobility. ]
[impossible! This is simply impossible! ] Someone suddenly swiped the screen in the post.
The unknown person responded aggressively in the post: [I was helping with the preparations outside the banquet, and took a look from afar. Marquis Raphael and Mian Mian are definitely two people! ]
[Mianmian is shorter than His Royal Highness the Duke! But the height of the Duchess at the banquet was as tall as His Highness the Duke by visual inspection! ]
This person said firmly: [This person is absolutely impossible to be Mian Mian! ]
[……]
All the users in the post choked, speechless by the well-founded words.
After a long silence.
Only then did someone scold unbearably: [Fuck! You are a fucking senior black! ]