Lord Duke

Chapter 3Conversation

Slant passed a list in his mind, and the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc.His eyes locked on the Duke of Payne, and then he naturally picked up a glass of golden wine from the waiter's tray and walked forward.

It seemed that someone was looking at him. This gaze was too strong to be ignored. Duke Payne raised his head from the circle of nobles surrounding him, and followed that gaze.

Not far away, the Duke of Slant winked at him slyly, as if he was not the one who made the movement.Payne picked up the wine glass, made a false respect, and gestured with a smile.Then he ignored Slante and continued to chat with the surrounding nobles.

When Slant saw Payne's movements, he stopped in his tracks, his eyes flashed darkly, he didn't know what to think, and the smile on his mouth was still not too much, not too little.He didn't go forward either, because King Phil, the host of the ball, had already come to him.

Slant turned into the Duke with a gentle smile in a second. He greeted the king politely, and his voice seemed to be accompanied by some strange melody, which stunned King Phil for a moment.

After a moment of gaffe, King Phil quickly calmed down and started talking to the duke he was a little afraid of.King Phil is very young, but also very royal.

King Phil chatted with Slant for a while, seemingly unintentionally said: "Duke Slant, one of my younger sisters often misses you." He also showed him a joking smile.

Slante smiled kindly and said, "That must be a lovely young lady." Then he changed the subject.He drank wine glass by glass with the king, and the earl, marquis and duke who followed the king also came to toast, and Slante felt a little drunk. He... seemed to have misjudged the intoxication of the wine in the palace.

Here, 'bang dang' and 'wow la', the sound of trays falling to the ground and wine glasses shattering.One waiter apologized hastily, the other quickly cleaned up the mess.Duke Payne's cuffs were stained with wine, he didn't even frown, and ordered lightly, "Take me to the lounge." The waiter humbly complied, and Payne left the venue quietly. Didn't draw much attention.

Passing through the corridor surrounded by paintings, stepping on the carpet with intricate patterns and exquisite weaving, Payne followed the waiter to the lounge, where the small dim lights were always on.

After waving the waiter away, Payne sat on a chair.He tugged at the bow tie around his neck, as if it was limiting him immensely.Taking off his coat, Payne planned to stay in the lounge. He said that he had never been interested in proms, but he was here.Payne snorted softly in his heart, and pushed open the window of the lounge.Fresh air came oncoming, and Payne was much more refreshed.

Outside the window is the corner of the garden of the palace.Payne stood there, watching the scene outside.Looking from here, you can just see a swing in the distance and a few bunches of yellow tulips nearby.Payne stared intently at the yellow tulip, which was part of the family crest, but Payne didn't really like it.The so-called family has long since withered away.In his generation, only he, Isa, and a cousin are left in the direct lineage.

Family inheritance, Payne's eyes narrowed, he never cared.Or rather, no one cared.Compared with yellow tulips, he prefers red tulips, just like the large field of red tulips outside his manor, blooming warmly, gorgeously, and... at ease.

Payne straightened his clothes, turned and walked towards the chair.Not long after sitting down, the door of the lounge was opened, and Payne smelled a faint smell of alcohol.He frowned slightly, but his eyes were still unruffled.It was very rude to enter without knocking, but Payne could probably understand the situation of the visitor after smelling the alcohol.He looked up, and the visitor surprised him a little...

When Slante was a little drunk, he wanted to go out to get some air. After walking in the garden for a while, his head was still a little confused, so he was not in a hurry to go back. After asking the direction of the lounge, he walked towards the lounge.After drinking several kinds of wine, the smell of wine on his body made him feel uncomfortable, so he tried his best to steady himself and walked to the lounge.

Slanter's eyes were a little blurred, but he still maintained a gleam of clarity in his heart. He controlled himself to push open the door of the lounge, then closed it behind his back, and even locked it smoothly.After finishing all this, Slant took off his alcohol-smelling coat, and lay down on the sofa beside him, only to belatedly realize that there were still people in the lounge.Slant saw this person clearly, and flew away three points drunk.

Payne just quietly watched Slant's movements without speaking. No wonder Slant didn't notice him when he first came in.The two were relatively silent.After a long while, Slante chuckled, leaned back on the back of the sofa, and lazily said, "Duke Payne, I have long admired my name."Well, Slanter thought nonchalantly: I really hate this kind of cold and boring person, and he is still capable.

Payne was not annoyed, but just nodded slightly, and he didn't even have any reaction to Slanter's performance that was completely different from the ball.Payne had too many thoughts in his mind. For the Duke of Slant, his idea was to make friends as long as he could.

The subtle emotions in Slanter's words were accurately captured by him.It seemed that the duke didn't like him very much.He didn't care, he was more interested in the duke's ability to do business.

His skills are probably not only focused on combat training, but also on governing the county.He admires Slante's ability to penetrate the entire western region and even spread to the central region.Thinking of this, he showed a friendly smile to Slant, and looked straight at Slant with his deep blue eyes: "Duke Slant, it's rare to meet, let's talk?"

Seen by those deep blue eyes, Slanter felt as cold as if he was immersed in sea water. Of course, the coldness was not his illusion. He took off his coat when he came in, and the lounge was a bit chilly, so it's no wonder it wasn't cold.He was completely drunk, but he still said lazily: "What do you want to talk about? I remember that we don't seem to have any areas where we can cooperate." His expression changed a bit, and the emerald eyes became clearer.

Payne saw that he seemed too lazy to be polite, so he said directly: "Your business is doing very well." Payne considered his sentence, trying to appear as sincere as possible, and continued after a while: "I've heard of your .”

Slant: "..." What kind of language expression ability is this?Slant had some unreliable thoughts in his heart, and he even thought with great interest: Could this be some new way to strike up a conversation?I know it's impossible, but it's fun just thinking about it.

Most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, neither of them felt embarrassed.The helpless look in Slant's eyes quickly appeared and disappeared. He cleared his throat and decided to start the topic again: "Since you are both Dukes, I will call you Payne. Of course, you can also call me Slant." Slant quickly finished his opening remarks, and picked up some topics that Payne could pick up.

Chatting so slowly, the atmosphere between the two became a little lively.During the conversation, Slanter found that Payne's bad words were probably only reflected in communication.Maybe it's because the comments he's heard about Payne are all 'arrogant', 'cold' and 'not easy to approach'.

Slant laughed heartily, such as military affairs, history, and the management of the county. Some of the Duke's views are really sharp, and they hit the point.This also made him a little appreciative, he knows how his own ability is, if his ability to manage the county is excellent, the other party is probably super excellent.

After casually talking about customs and customs, the relationship between the two dukes from different parts of the kingdom became much closer.Slant even apologized a little in his heart for his shallow thoughts.

He thought for a while, then took out a hanging tag engraved with irises, and said with a smile: "If you go to the west in the future, you can get a discount if you meet my property." Momentary practice.

Payne took it and asked with his eyes.Slant shrugged, and the rascal said: "This moment is pleasing to your eyes." Payne ignored the word "this moment", took a gemstone ring from his right index finger, and handed it to Slant in return: "You come Welcome, County Ward."

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