Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 675 The Imprisoned Princess (26)

In fact, Earl Ibord's popularity in the upper-class aristocratic circle is not too bad, and at least there will be no one to help speak out if something happens, but this situation still happened abruptly.

It was all because Qing Zhou's actions were too sudden, and everyone didn't know what they were talking about by "knowing what Earl Abroad did", so they didn't dare to take part in it.

Out of caution for self-preservation, until the screams of Earl Abode's family disappeared outside the manor, everyone still kept looking at each other in blank dismay, and stiffly raised their wine glasses.

The music that stopped at some point in the dance hall sounded again.

The nobles in suits and leather shoes restrained their expressions, called their juniors over, and started talking as if nothing had changed.

The few nobles who encouraged Miss Ibord gathered together cautiously, looking in Qingzhou's direction from time to time.

However, the girl with an elegant posture and a straight back did not look back again.

She communicated with the little nobleman in front of her indifferently. The viscount who was quite difficult to deal with with a smile just now, in front of Qingzhou, seemed to be obedient and nodded slightly from time to time.

What are they talking about?
No one knows, but everyone present wants to know.

Less than 10 minutes later, the host of the banquet finally arrived late.

As soon as the old earl appeared, a group of people surrounded him, but this gentleman, wearing a dark gray aristocratic dress and with silver-white hair neatly arranged, walked straight towards Qingzhou.

"Dear Your Highness the Princess." He bowed slightly, because he was old and his salute was not standard.

Qing Zhou also bowed slightly with a blank face: "Long time no see, Duke Morton."

The two people's eyes collided, sparks seemed to spark, and it seemed to be as peaceful as ever, just like the unfathomable ocean and the eternal ice, no one knew what was hidden under it.

Qing Zhou saw the corners of Duke Morton's lips curled up, and a series of numerical values ​​slowly rose above his head.

50.00% of one's expectations.

She tapped the wine glass lightly with her fingertips, as if she didn't know anything, she communicated with it with the same indifferent attitude as usual.

The two didn't chat much, but the Duke of Morton asked a few things about Earl Abroad. When he spoke, he was like the most ordinary old man, with a mellow voice, as if containing the slightest hint of concern for the younger generation. Strands of concern.

Qingzhou was outspoken about what happened just now, and even briefly mentioned some things she found out.

Duke Morton nodded thoughtfully, and didn't say anything more about her actions.

In the eyes of most people, this gentle and lordly Duke would probably be dissatisfied with Her Royal Highness's sharp-edged behavior, even if he would not criticize it, but he just nodded slightly, changed the topic, and took Qing Zhou Going to the front - she is the most princess, since she attended this banquet, she should be a witness of the engagement ceremony.

The Duke of Morton's son Salman Morton is, like his father, a gentleman in secret.

He also had gentle eyes, and after the ceremony, he brought his fiancée to Qing Zhou to thank him in person.

Her Royal Highness the young princess didn't give the handsome gentleman a wink, instead she paused for a few seconds on his fiancée.

This girl named Isabella was not well-known before becoming Salman's fiancée, and she didn't even have a sense of existence in the memory of the original owner. Qingzhou didn't know much about her, only that she was Sigel The young lady of the Earl's family has always kept a low profile.

However, at the moment of meeting just now, this young lady actually gave birth to nearly 80.00% of her emotional value.

The name of the emotional value is also very surprising, it is fear.

　Sorry, the exam week is a bit busy recently QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)