[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

"The man looked Song Yi up and down, and said critically, "Excuse me, it's too ordinary.

Song Yi glanced down at her pink and white dress. This dress was off-the-shoulder. She felt cold, so she added a pair of long-sleeved lace gloves. It was youthful enough, but not dazzling enough to make people unable to take their eyes off it. .

At this kind of dance, it sounds like it’s for communication, but it’s actually a palace for courtship.

The older ladies hope to find a good marriage for their daughters, and the young noble ladies hope to find a political marriage partner that is pleasing to the eye.

People generally don't care much about love, and also ignore that if a man and a woman marry, they follow God's will, it should be because of love, not the amount of wealth.

this is the truth.

If you want to be unnoticed, you should dress in an ordinary and low-key way. In addition, although Song Yi is now the granddaughter of the King of Bavaria, her father, Duke Max, is a "shame" to those high-ranking nobles, so Bumblebee The waves and butterflies were also weighing on the shore, not daring to make a move easily.

"I thought it was a tea party, not..."

"Instead of what?" asked Mr. Oswilk Jr. curiously.

Song Yi moved closer to the other party and lowered her voice: "It's not a 'pimp', is it you?"

Little Mr. Oswellk blushed, and his well-built eyebrows were furrowed.

Song Yi laughed, and before the little nobleman got angry, she calmed down and said: "Dear little Mr. Oswilk, you didn't just tell me about Miss Metternich's beautiful dress when you came to me, right? "

"Of course not."

Little Mr. Oswilk seemed to have found his place, he said slowly.

"Please tell me."

Song Yi brushed her hair down, exposing a small white earlobe to the eyes of male creatures.

Little Mr. Oswilk has always liked beautiful things, and even pursued the ultimate. Maybe he was very dissatisfied with this sharp-mouthed girl before, but because of that delicate and cute little ear, he decided to be more magnanimous. Comparing with each other.

"My father, since I saw your tea-making technique last time, I really want to see you again."

Song Yi smiled, and put her hands vacantly one centimeter in front of her lower abdomen.

"Mr. Oswilke, you must know that my mother is the daughter of the King of Bavaria and the princess of Bavaria, so I am also a princess. I have only heard the performances for the princess by my courtiers. When did I become a princess? Do you condescend to make fun of your courtiers?"

The underlying meaning of Song Yi's words is that whenever I want to show my tea-making skills, that is my interest, and you are not qualified to ask me to show it for you.

Little Mr. Oswilk's face became embarrassing, and at this moment, the old Duke Oswilk, who had been watching not far away, finally decided to lift his legs and walked over.

"Wagner offended His Highness, because I, as a father, did not discipline him well."

Song Yi glanced at the man with a noble belly in front of him.

She knew that the Duke married a German princess, and compared with Duke Max, although this Mr. Oswilk was not as strong as the former, he looked like a literati, but literati have been quite cunning since ancient times. Compared with the Duke, her current father is a big golden retriever dog, which is close to a cunning big cat.

Song Yi knew the principle of accepting as soon as you see it, so she nodded slightly, accepting this painless apology.

After all, if she is serious, she may not be able to take advantage of it.

"I heard that the Duke of Oswellk has always been fond of oriental culture, especially the Chinese tea-drinking culture."

"Yes. Chinese tea culture is indeed rich and colorful. I was lucky enough to taste the tea brewed by a Chinese waiter before. It is simply amazing, but although I have studied it for many years, I still can't understand it."

"Oh? Then I'm curious what your drink looked like before."

"The Chinese envoy told me that the tea is called 'Snow Mountain Red Plum'. In winter, the red plum blossoms blooming on the snow mountain are stored. When you need to drink it, take it out, wash it three times and rinse it three times, and the aroma of the red plum is completely locked in it. , but I follow the method, but there is only shape, no charm, and the tea is not sweet, just like drinking other scented teas, besides the aroma, there is always an astringent taste."

Song Yi looked at the Duke in front of her and told herself honestly, and smiled inwardly. It seems that the old Duke really likes Chinese tea, otherwise, who would have seen the innocent appearance of this big cat with its stomach full.

He is modest and prudent in his ignorance. It seems that the old duke has learned some of the essence of his ancestors.

"I don't know if Your Highness knows what's going on?" the old Duke of Oswilk humbly asked for advice.

Song Yi glanced at the peacock who was still dissatisfied next to him. If it wasn't for the aristocratic upbringing that suppressed him, maybe this guy would really be like a three-year-old child, pulling his father's sleeve and pouting: "I don't want Play with this kid!"

Song Yi almost laughed when she thought of this, but she still tried her best to stay tense.

"If you want to know, I can tell you what I think, duke."

"Naturally, I hope Your Highness can answer this question for me."

After the old prince said this, Mr. Oswilk Jr. stared at those beautiful eyes in dissatisfaction, but there was nothing he could do.

Song Yi laughed, she just likes to see the other party like this, hates herself but can't kill herself.

Of course, if this kind of thinking is known, no matter whether it is in the previous life or in the present, it is not something a lady should have.

Song Yi looked at the old Duke and said, "I'm afraid the reason why you didn't succeed may have something to do with water."

"Water?" The old prince frowned.

Mr. Oswellk Jr. put in: "My father uses the best water!"

Song Yi complained in her heart: I know your family is rich, and you are the second generation patriarch.

"'One side of water and soil nourishes one side', this is a Chinese saying, Mr. Duke of Oswellk, it can be interpreted as, a person in a place has a temperament of a place, which is created by the environment and passed down in the end. It's like Chinese tea."

Song Yi paused for a moment and continued: "The things needed for tea are very simple, tea sets, tea leaves, and water. In fact, the three are not expensive. To make thick tea requires a tea set with plain color and thin embryo. It is clean, so the requirements for water quality are higher. The snow water on the high mountain that grows with plum blossoms is the most able to wash out its fragrance. I think the tea you drank before must have been collected from the branches and leaves of plum blossoms. When it comes down, put it in a celadon jar and refrigerate it, and take a little when you use it."

"How can you be sure that you are accurate?" A slightly haughty voice sounded.

20. chapter 20

Miss Amalia Metternich is like a proud queen, she is shining with golden light, and she is accompanied by a group of "servants". The charming lady who originally dismissed Songyi, Adelgonde, is now with a group of "servants". Like a puppy, he clings to his master's side, and thinks that he has a noble status since then.

"It's just a suggestion. I believe that as the Duke of Oswilk, he is very willing to listen to other people's suggestions."

The implication is that people who are often not allowed to comment, and who do not allow others to express different opinions, do not have status.

"You..." Adelgonde wanted to say something harsh like a little Jingba who only wanted to fight for his master, but before Song Yi could speak, Mr. Oswell Jr. had already spoken first.

"I thought the Duchess Marianca had told you, Miss Adelgonde, that Her Royal Highness Elizabeth is in front of you."

Little Jingba's face turned red.

Miss Amalia Metternich was not without brains. She glanced lightly at the little Miss Jingba Adelgonde beside her, and said, "Adel, you should be grateful to little Mr. Oswellk."

"Of course, thank you very much for your information."

Adelgonde made a skirt ceremony to express her gratitude, but from Song Yi's point of view, this little Jingba's bun face is full of dissatisfaction!

Song Yi glanced at the pretty little Mr. Oswellk, not quite understanding how the other party would speak for her, but the latter didn't look at her to ask for credit.

"Sissy."

A soft and cautious voice sounded.

Helene walked over slowly. If the wide skirt was replaced by someone else, she would definitely look like a funny clown. Even Sissy, with her not yet fully developed, thin body, would definitely look like a clown. Can't stand it.

If Miss Amalia Metternich is a radiant peony, then Helene is a clean and elegant magnolia.

"Your Highness Helene."

Miss Amalia Metternich was the first to say hello, but judging from her demeanor and demeanor, it didn't make people feel that she meant any humility.

Song Yi noticed that when Helene was holding her hand, her muscles were a little tense. She was about to say something for Helene, but the latter took the initiative to fight.

"Miss Amalia Metternich, how is your father? My grandfather, the King of Bavaria, was very happy to express his desire for peace with Bavaria during his last mission to Bavaria. The friendship between Bavaria and Austria is We go up to the nobles, down to the gospel of the common people."

Song Yi almost laughed in her heart.

She really didn't expect that Helene, who was always gentle and generous, also had such a surprising side.Didn't she just point out the words gently, I am