I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

The scene switches.

The young freckled maid tightened the corset for Philen in the room where Philen was resting.

With such force, Philen held the bedpost and couldn't help frowning and closing his eyes.

It's too tight...

After dressing up, Philen walked forward in the corridor surrounded by the maids.

Zain passed by and looked back at Philen unexpectedly.

He was a little surprised by her change.

[Fei Lun's mother looks like a princess of the nobility now, so beautiful...]

Fulilian still sat on the lavender sofa, tasting tea in her hand, staring at the magic book.

On the table in front of her, there were piles of books.

On the other side.

On the smooth ground, Philen was led by the etiquette maid to practice aristocratic social dance in the hall.

Philen didn't stand firmly and fell straight to the ground, and the expression of the etiquette maid behind him also became flustered.

On the other side of the hall.

Under Abel's guidance, Hugh Tark practiced ballroom dancing, but his eyes were always fixed on the other side.

He seemed to have taken in everything that was happening on the other side.

[Hugh Tark - Elegance (Part 2)]

[A mage with poor physical coordination vs. a first-class warrior~]

Screen switching.

At night, in the Lord's mansion, servants held lanterns in their hands and showed the way to the nobles who came to the banquet.

Many nobles came with their female companions.

The mansion became lively in an instant.

Many nobles talked with their female companions in the hall.

In the Lord's hall, many nobles began to dance with their female companions.

String accompaniment sounded, and the banquet band cheered the nobles.

The atmosphere in the hall was harmonious.

The nobles communicated with each other, welcoming the peaceful scene of this city fortress and successfully repelling the demons.

A place in the ballroom.

Philen was wearing a white noble dress with gold feather edges.

Sitting on a table and chair waiting, she no longer wore her purple hair, but kept her bangs and two strands of hair on her temples, and tied up her long hair at the back, braiding it into an elegant bun on the back of her head.

She lowered her head and looked at the ground, "This month is simply hell..."

Aside.

Hugh Tark's originally casual red hair was now carefully combed back, and the hair was neatly combed, revealing the entire forehead.

A red meritorious ceremonial dress, very gorgeous.

He looked forward expressionlessly, and persuaded Philen on the side: "This is for travel expenses."

"I'm so sorry." Philen bowed his head and apologized.

At that time, it was still Hugh Tark who persuaded him like this.

Everything is for travel expenses.

Unexpectedly, she also went through a month of "tribulation" and was in so much pain.

Hugh Tark stood aside, and after hearing this, he turned around and squatted in front of Philen.

Kneeling on one knee, he extended his hand to Philen, inviting her to dance.

Philen paused, wearing white gloves on both hands, and slowly placed his left hand in the palm of Hugh Tark's hand.

Accepted the invitation.

Hugh Tark held Philen's hand, and he looked up and said to Philen, "We've practiced, let's dance."

[Hugh Tark is so handsome! He's wearing a red military uniform, so elegant! ]

[Fei Lun: I won't say who's attracted to you. ]

Philen looked down at Hugh Tark, who was dressed gorgeously like an aristocrat, and smiled: "It's really not suitable for you."

Then.

Hugh Tark took Philen's hand and led her to the hall in a very elegant posture.

At this moment, everyone around him stopped moving.

He smiled and watched the two of them walk slowly.

In the dance hall, the music gradually sounded.

Philen put her hand on Xiutark's shoulder. She was a little uncomfortable with so many people watching.

Full of pressure.

Xiutark glanced at the side, avoiding the people who were dancing, and saw that many nobles were watching them.

He turned around and looked at Philen in front of him.

Not only could he feel Philen's stiffness from her body, but her face was obviously worried, and there was a thin sweat on her cheeks.

[Philen was very nervous and sweated. ]

[Here Feilun was nervous, staring at his steps to see if they would go wrong, so he kept looking at the ground. Xiubao was different. He kept staring at Feilun hahaha. ]

This matter.

Xiutark stretched out his hand, took Philen's hand and began to dance.

Philen looked at the person in front of him in surprise.

Xiutark was skilled and started dancing with Philen.

With the beginning of the dance, Xiutark and Philen turned a few circles.

After the guidance, Felene understood what Hugh Tark meant.

She was just a little surprised that Hugh Tark had made such a big improvement in this aspect.

It seemed that he had practiced seriously.

Hugh Tark smiled and said,Rong took Philen to dance in the ballroom.

Philen also smiled at this time, she was no longer nervous.

[Here Philen is no longer uneasy and starts to enjoy it at ease. ]

[Here Philen turns around and smiles. ]

At this time.

Everyone noticed the two people dancing in the field.

Lord Alden and the nobles beside him looked at Hugh Tark and Philen with their glasses in hand.

There was a trace of melancholy in Lord Alden's eyes.

It seemed that he saw a very familiar shadow on Hugh Tark.

The nobles beside him smiled and admired the dancing of the two dazzling figures in the center.

[Only the head of the family who knows the truth misses his son...]

Hugh Tark and Philen are already familiar with the rhythm of each other's steps.

At this time.

Hugh Tark stretched out his hand and sent Philen out.

Philen walked gracefully, with his arm on Hugh Tark's hand.

Phelan's purple hair and white skirt kept dancing, and the skirt spread out and gathered as she moved.

Like a blooming flower.

In the hall.

The two kept moving, and Hugh Tark led Phelan from one side to the other.

The rotation turned back along Hugh Tark's arm, and both hands were in Hugh Tark's hands.

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, Phelan slowly raised his head and looked at Hugh Tark.

The two faces were close to each other, and they kept dancing, with smiles in their eyes.

As the band played.

Hugh Tark and Phelan followed the rhythm, and the dance continued. Hugh Tark followed Phelan who had spun out.

Phelan's dress fluttered, and she turned back and held Hugh Tark's shoulders.

The look she gave Hugh Tark was also much gentler than usual.

At this time, Xutark took a step forward and leaned back with Fellen. The purple hair on her temples fell down with the movement, and the movement was extremely graceful.

This moment.

The whole audience was dazzled.

The movement was retracted, and the two of them stepped gracefully on the dance floor hand in hand, constantly spinning and opening.

[I am so shocked. ]

[Fellen's eyes are all drawn...]

[When Xubao and the housekeeper were learning to dance, they didn't look at the housekeeper, but here he smiled and looked directly at him. ]

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Let's just say that it's the end of the month, and the rewards in the past two days have become so few~

Could it be that after watching the wonderful clips, readers no longer love Fellen and want to abandon the book... There are still magic competitions and miracle brother later~

Please readers~ give me another chance to rush to the list~

The gift list of this book has dropped from 390 to 418th~

~~ Begging for rewards~orz! Will add more~