green rose

The deal with Ling Gelan was just like what she did with the others in Fansel, she got enough rewards and the other party showed a satisfied expression, although she experienced some setbacks, for example——

"How about this necklace inlaid with sapphires and emeralds and this rose red classic dress?"

Magda sized it up a little, and found that this dress seemed to have been seen in her vast sea of ​​closets before, and the other necklace... really didn't match her recent clothes, to be honest—she didn't I don't really want to exchange this confidential information for these two things.

"Well, maybe I can't do anything about it."

Obviously, Ling Gelan understood immediately that her red hair was fluttering in the air, full of shrewdness and courage belonging to a businessman, and then she pressed close to Magda, and her cold blue eyes approached instantly.

"Miss Ellenstein, I think there is nothing that money can't buy. If there is, then there are too few chips. If you really don't like these--recently, I got a lion from a lion. I really like the precious blood red stone from the Principality of Heart, it is very beautiful and resembles amber, but it is not worth giving up for the beautiful Miss Golden Rose.”

She said leisurely, the faint fragrance from her body floated into Magda's nose, which was different from what she had imagined, and more similar to the natural smell.

While Ling Gelan was speaking, Magda swallowed a little "scared", and then she nodded.

"Okay, Miss Linglan, just now I suddenly thought of something—maybe, I actually know something..."

"Isn't that all right, Miss Magda? I'll have it delivered soon, and you'll like it."

Before the words were finished, Ling Gelan sat back with a smile on her face, and the left hand that had gently touched her chin was supporting her head obediently at the moment—she smiled so much that she showed her white teeth, but Magda still thought of it. Ling Gelan's dangerous look just now.

The civilians or nobles that Fansel mixed up with were all human beings.

Magda thought about it with a headache.

After Ling Gelan left, her mother also came back. She seemed rather annoyed. As soon as she entered the door, she casually threw the very precious handbag she got not long ago on the sofa, sat down, and immediately called the maid to bring the tea They brought it and asked Magda to come over and talk.

"Mother."

Magda sat down beside Mrs. Ehrenstein intimately and appropriately, and rubbed her shoulders—she smiled gently, and then became serious again.

"Magda, do you know why I called you here?"

"Mom, is it because of that matter?" She knew that the matter of the Olinu family was not over until now, and the only thing she knew was what she shouldn't know—Magda should not know The plan with the Joecastle family, and some things about the Bavarinka family.

Mrs. Ehrenstein nodded as expected, and she patted the hand of her smart adopted daughter, a little embarrassed.

"Magda, don't think too much or do anything this time. Tomorrow night, there will be a banquet. You have to go to attend it, and then go to find out about Duke Orino. We don't know that he will They will not support the return of the Ellenstein family."

"I see, Mom."

Magda showed a bright smile at the right time.

"Honey, you are my intimate padded jacket; you are tired, child."

This made Mrs. Ehrenstein embrace her daughter emotionally. Her embrace was very warm, but a little thin and fragile. Magda also clearly saw her mother's white hair that took up more than half of her head. , getting old, her mother.

"Mom, I'm so glad I did this."

Magda had no choice but to put her head on Mrs. Ehrenstein's shoulder, enjoying the tenderness of this moment.

But she is very clear that these days, I am afraid that there will be fewer and fewer. Whether it is the influence of the Sula War and the Council of Elders, it is also a decision in her heart.

I'm sorry, mom.

At this moment, she is just a beautiful noble lady of the Ellenstein family, snuggling in her mother's arms and enjoying this short-lived warmth, and parting is always so easy.

"Miss, please get out of the car slowly."

The coachman for the Ellenstein family, who drove for noble ladies all the year round, looked at Magda who was slowly coming out of the car door in amazement.At this time, without Mrs. Ellenstein, the charm of this lady is unstoppable; the dark blue tight-fitting dress outlines the slender waist and plump upper body, and the deliberately deepened makeup It is to make her lips and eyes as seductive and holy as an ancient goddess. At this moment, Magda is like a fairy under the moon. No one can resist this charm.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Lawrence."

"No thanks, beautiful Miss Ellenstein, you deserve my respect."

Magda smiled and said the coachman's name—he was very surprised, but quickly restrained his expression, put on his hat, saluted and drove away.

Magda withdrew her eyes indifferently. What she faced now was the entrance to the ball, and she had no chance to go back.

"The Ellenstein family is here!"

Magda took back her invitation card from the servant, held her white jade fan, and walked in, pretending to be very relaxed.

The resplendent hall, the busy servants and the food they brought, as well as the gentlemen and ladies dancing to the ambiguous and solemn music, all of these seem so familiar.

She pretended not to care and glanced around, and saw Linna, Babalius, Viscount Juventus and so on.Lawrence, who was following Linna, was still so arrogant, he didn't look like a servant at all, and Viscount Ewing was still dressed in pink, frivolously walking around the beautiful women at the ball, making those ladies or wives laugh loudly Laughing, while Babalius stood silently by the side of the table piled with food, unexpectedly making Magda feel that he was a little at a loss.

"Monsieur Babalius."

She casually picked up a glass of red wine, and the magnificent red was rolling in the transparent glass, like blood surging in her veins, and she walked towards Babalius.

"Good evening, Miss Ellenstein, nice to meet you."

Babalius also happily replied, that tall and straight knight outfit made him look extraordinarily energetic and somewhat different from the gentlemen of Venthir.

"Me too." Magda took a sip of the wine.

And not far away, Linna also saw Magda. Really, anyone who didn't notice Magda coming in before she came in would either be blind or blind!Of course, Lawrence beside her also saw Magda and complained in a low voice.

"Miss Linna, that upstart again."

"Upstart? Don't say this word in the future, but call her—Miss Ellenstein."

Of course, I call her Magda, Linna added quietly in her heart, if Lawrence hadn't gotten along well with her, she wouldn't have bothered to say anything.

"Yes, Miss Linna."

Lawrence didn't think much about it, he just thought that his lady had thought of other ways to mock this down-and-out aristocratic lady who was trying to join the ranks of Venthel nobles.

She raised her chin reservedly, looking a little happy and a little displeased.

"Let's go and see, Lawrence."

"Yes, my lady."

They walked over there.

At this moment, Magda and Barbalius were talking so happily that he suggested dancing to the next piano piece of the storm.

"Monsieur Barbalius, are you asking me to dance?"

"Yes……"

Before Babalius finished speaking, Linna retreated from the crowd and walked over, walking aggressively and quite fiercely.

"Miss Ellenstein, Mr. Special Envoy, good evening, the moonlight is really charming tonight, isn't it?"

"Good evening, Miss Linna."

The greeting between them was extremely natural, but Magda was stunned. She looked at the pair of golden eyes that were burning with anger without blinking, and almost took all her breath— —she seemed a little rude; so she took a deep breath and greeted Lina kindly, but Lina ignored her greeting.

"Mr. Envoy, what are you talking about with Miss Ellenstein? I wonder if I have the honor to join you?"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Magda contemptuously, but she didn't know why her cheeks were as sweet as red apples.

The smile on Magda's face deepened, and suddenly, she saw Viscount Juventus walking this way.

It's very strange, what is he doing here at this time?

Magda came back to her senses, and found that Linna had used all her strength to attract Babalius' attention, which was really not good. She opened the fan to cover her lips, and inserted her mouth, nothing more than Some interesting things - she knows a lot more than Lina, of course, it's better to relax, isn't it?

You Wen walked over, he seemed to be here to dance, completely oblivious to the open (honey) strife (inside) dark (tune) fight (oil) between the two ladies.

"Dear Magda, you are really radiant today, of course, Miss Linna is also so fascinating..."

Oh, Magda frowned secretly, she wasn't too used to Viscount Ewing's coquettish attitude, which always reminded her of Miss Bai Xing, and then made her fists twitch -- even though she was a perfect lady.

"Miss Linna, well, I've always wanted to get close to the beauties of the Jocastel family, come on, let's move over here and leave some for this lover..."

Magda suddenly squeezed her fan tightly, feeling that all the eyes were going to shoot her through.

She forced a smile, and said extremely calmly: "Viscount Juventus, you have spoken too much..."

"Hmph, desire! Gai! Mi! Zhang!"

Lina's face turned black, she was really not happy at all, and the mood of wanting to tease this charming lover just now dissipated, even though she knew it was Viscount Sakan's joke, but in her heart An uncomfortable head is an uncomfortable feeling, and she wants someone to experience her feeling at the moment.

Babalius was silent, he felt that his feet wanted to go sideways—he was also not used to the bold joke of Viscount Juventus, his conservative heart was severely traumatized, but what happened next made him understand one strike.

"Miss Linna thinks so?"

Magda, who was extremely flustered, calmed down and became extraordinarily bold. She even stepped over Viscount Juventus, ignoring Lawrence's fire-breathing expression, and grabbed Lina's hands—hands that had been carefully cared for. But there are still some traces of his childhood.

"You, you, what do you want to do?"

"I just think, why don't I dance with Miss Linna to calm down?"

At this moment, Linna's mind was blank, and the next song sounded in due course—they slid into the hall, leaving three men peeking at each other.

When dancing, Magda looked extremely calm, and her high heels danced in a male step very smoothly. This was learned under the influence of Ling Gelan, who is Ling Gelan who always loves to talk to her Just ask her to dance a song, thanks to her teaching, Magda thought so.

By the way, she dodged Linna's stomping attack and bent over.

"Miss Linna, please be peaceful."

This is their second dance, Linna thought in a daze, but her ability to make braids in the dark was not lost at all, and she insisted on proving that their relationship was very distorted in public.

Suddenly, Balfi put his arms around a lovely noble lady who was half a head taller than him, and looked at them both with his jaw dropping.

Linna smiled and glared at him, then said viciously in Magda's ear.

"Miss upstart, be careful."

Yes, Magda looked at her innocently, wary of the merciless high-heeled attack of the curmudgeonly young lady.

And the appearance of Duke Olinu later did not surprise her much.

After all, Lena is just too cute.

Magda said to herself in the mirror, her eyes and eyebrows were full of passionate love.

I choose you, Lena.

The author has something to say:

Finally got off the main quest, and found that this plot is too cute, although I don't know what happened at all... Conspiracy.

So, I made up my mind and used it, la la la

... I don't know anything after writing too long, so I don't care, that's what Magda wants!Who cares... well, the next chapter has to deal with the remaining issues, tsk tsk tsk

Magda: Blame me?