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Vivien didn't realize anything from Ash's "um" at all, and said to herself, "Cecil and I look exactly like me, Ash, have you ever seen her?" ”

Uncle Zhong's ears were very pointed, and he pricked up his ears when he heard "Cecil" from the microphone.

Ash raised his hand without hesitation, and his long white fingers touched his lips, "Yes, it was an unforgettable experience." ”

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, took a long step, and walked by Uncle Zhong's side lightly and heavily.

"Hello? Feed?! ”

Vivian stared at her phone in disbelief, she didn't expect that before she said anything, this person actually hung up her phone?!

It's all unreliable!

She raised her hand angrily and smashed her newly purchased phone.

At the other end, Uncle Zhong had a solemn face, "Young Master Ashe." ”

Ash paused slightly, half-turned around, and looked at Uncle Zhong expressionlessly.

No one had called him young master for a long time, since the death of old Demville, his godfather.

"Young Master Ashe, she is the mistress of Demville, if you move her, I am afraid that the young master will not show mercy to his subordinates."

"He's the one who will show mercy?"

Ash tapped his immobile leg with a cane and said word by word: "And, this leg of mine, I will not forget why it became like this." ”

He shook his cane in one hand, and his hoarse and strange voice was pressed into a long line by deep emotion, without any ups and downs.

"It's not Stuart, I don't need this thing now."

Uncle Zhong wanted to say something, but Ash had already left without saying a word. His old eyes looked at the lonely back, turned around and listened, it was still going on, so he had to take out his mobile phone and send a message.

- Young Master, Ash may have his eyes on the young lady.

Uncle Zhong waited for a while before receiving a concise reply: You go back immediately.

At the same time, Ashe was already in the car. His thumb touched the curve of the tip of his cane, and in his deep-sea eyes, a little anger condensed into a white cold frost.

After a while, he said to the driver in front of him: "Gather all the family members, in the name of the Demville Family Council, immediately." ”

Then he took out his phone and made a call.

"Mr. Prime Minister, I may need to trouble you with something......

Vivien's woman is naturally brainless, but it's somewhat useful.

The meeting was bound to be a long one, and he could barely remember that there was still a woman in the manor without Vivien's reminder.

Mistress of Dumville...... It's a pity that it's a futuristic tense.

At this moment, Qiao Weihuan was answering Uncle Zhong's call, "Uncle Zhong, so Ash is just a side branch of the Demville family?" Adopted by old Dimmerville as a child? ”

"Yes."

"Did old Demville's will mention Ash?"

"There are two immovable properties that are inherited by Ashe."

"Then the meaning of his and He Zheng's quarrel? Fame, money? ”

"Ashe wants to be the Duke of Dumville."

Qiao Weihuan was silent for a moment, feeling that this was a madman who was consistent on the outside.

"Madame, our man has received word that he is now on his way back to Manchester and may be able to find you. Please be sure to stay in the manor, which is now the safest place. ”

"What does Uncle Zhong think he is going to do?"

Uncle Zhong was silent for a while before he said, "Madam, Ash is a very ...... Strange people, few can guess his next step. ”

Qiao Weihuan closed the book quietly and did not speak for a long time.

Just when Uncle Zhong was uncertain, he heard Qiao Weihuan laughing.

"Uncle Zhong, He Zhengxiao asked me to come here, not to make a vase. If he really thinks so, I shouldn't have come either. ”

"Madame......"

Uncle Zhong wanted to refute, but he knew very well that Qiao Weihuan was right, Demville didn't need useless people.

I heard Qiao Weihuan ask again: "When will you come back?" ”

"Two hours to the manor at the earliest."

"I see."

Qiao Weihuan stood up, held the book and pushed the door open, "He Zhengxiao suppressed the news, I only went to the House of Lords today, and I won't be able to come back for a while, so I will deliberately let you come back." I guess Ash just saw the opportunity for him to be there, and if he wants to make any moves, today is a good time. ”

She stood on tiptoe, gently put the book back on the bookcase, and continued, "Coming at me, and not for me. Uncle Zhong, tell me in detail about what happened recently. ”

Ten minutes later, Qiao Weihuan put down her phone, leaned back in the chair, and gently closed her eyes.

Ash is a madman, but a madman is also a human being, and if you want to know what he's going to do, you have to figure out his purpose first.

Lower house......

When Ash entered the House of Commons, he had to publicly renounce his title. Prior to this, family councils were inevitable because of the need for witnesses. But Uncle Zhong said that the family council has not yet been held, and Ash has not made a statement, so what will he do?

If she was Ash, she might have done this when He Zhengxiao was away?

No, He Zhengxiao's attitude is to agree with Ash to give up the title, then he doesn't need to waste this opportunity, when He Zhengxiao comes back, this thing can still be done.

It should be the opposite, he doesn't give up, but isn't there no way to enter the House of Commons to preside?

It's not right, Ash's nickname in the House of Lords is "the Prime Minister's vanguard", he has worked so hard to get to the House of Commons, and he will not become a defender, it is better to stay in the House of Lords and keep abreast of the movements over there anytime and anywhere......

Qiao Wei opened his eyes happily, and there was a faint bright light floating under his dark eyes.

That's right, Ash is going back to the House of Lords.

With so many things done, it is enough for him to express his heartfelt expression to the prime minister. Never following politics, it doesn't matter to him, because he wants to become the Duke of Demville, and even if he does, he will eventually give up his political/political identity.

The most difficult issue for Ash right now is that he is being shut out of the House of Lords, and he does not know what decisions will be made in the next few hours, so he will not be able to react in time. This made Ash reconsider the importance of staying in the House of Lords and going to the House of Commons, and if he chose the former, he would need to go back. The premise is that He Zhengxiao has no reason not to let him go back.

Qiao Wei got up quickly, went out and said to the servant guarding the door: "Prepare a dress, and in addition, contact the nobles who have dealings with Demville, I will hold a banquet, which is in the manor." ”

The servant was startled by the sudden order, and raised his eyes in confusion, "Madam, on which day are you going to hold a banquet?" In what name do you send invitations? ”

"Today, two hours later. I don't need an invitation, I'll say it myself when the phone is connected. ”

Servant: "??? ”

She lowered her head with a full stomach full of questions, "Yes, ma'am." ”

Although the time is very tight, with their efficiency, it is definitely in time.

Qiao Weihuan raised her feet and went to the bedroom, opened the powder and began to apply makeup: "Have any royal family members come to Manchester recently?" ”

Most of the important members of the royal family are active in London, but Qiao Weihuan needs a person of high status now.

Seeing that the maid shook his head, Qiao Weihuan sighed and began to put on eyeshadow.

I don't know if her guess is right, it's best to be wrong, I really guessed right...... That's going to be head-on too.

Even if it's a tough battle, she has to win.

"Madame, are you satisfied with this dress?"

Qiao Weihuan wiped the lipstick, turned her head to look at the dress brought by the maid, and nodded, "Yes." ”

Before she could fully change into her dress, there was a knock on the door, and the servant came in again, "Madam, you have already contacted the last one, do you want to answer now?" ”

Qiao Weihuan went downstairs non-stop, the landline microphone was on the table, she held the phone between her shoulders, and tied the straps behind the dress with both hands, "Take the liberty of disturbing ......"

As soon as the phone was put down, he picked up the second landline from the servant, took the microphone in the other party's hand and continued.

Take the time to tell the maid to take care of her hair, and then she continues to make phone calls against the clock.

Not all nobles can participate in Parliament, the chambers of the House of Lords can only accommodate a hundred people, and there are still many nobles left in Manchester.

Two hours flew by, Qiao Weihuan hung up the last phone, raised his feet and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring intently out of the window.

Layers of clouds obscured the sun, leaving only a golden thread to spread out in the dome. In the light that was not blinding, the first car slowly approached, stopped for a short time outside the gate of the manor, and then drove in gently.

Qiao Weihuan thought it was the first guest, but when she saw the thin shadow of getting out of the car, she opened her eyes slightly, looked carefully for a long time, determined the identity of the person, and quickly smiled.

Sending a pillow when she dozed off was so coincidental that God was helping her.

Qiao Weihuan was about to go downstairs to greet him, when he suddenly saw the reflection on the clear glass, and his face froze.

Why does she have so much curly hair?

Half an hour later, the carved door of the House of Lords was pushed open from the inside out, and He Zhengxiao walked away with his long legs full of cold solemnity, and his profound outline was vaguely coated with a faint layer of frost.

"Where's Ashe?"

The man in the suit followed his husband's footsteps vigorously, and replied in a suppressed voice: "I have arrived in Manchester, and I have gathered the people of the family, and almost everyone in Manchester has moved." Look at their driving directions, which is to go to the manor,"

He Zhengxiao chuckled, and that smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

The man in the suit trotted a few steps to the car and opened the car door for He Zhengxiao.

One of the man's long legs stepped into the carriage, and his deep eyes suddenly froze.

In front of their car, the queen's secretary got out of the car that had been parked for a long time and went over with a smile, "Duke Demville, the queen said that I haven't seen you for a long time, and it is rare for you to come to London today, and I want to invite you to the palace to sit." ”

She lowered her voice very low and quietly added: "The Prime Minister is also there, and several politicians/members of the House of Commons." ”

He Zhengxiao put his long fingers on the car door and knocked on the window lightly.

The surging in the night at the bottom of his eyes was only about half a second, and then he sank silently.

Immediately he closed the car door, and the gentleman stretched his arms and said in a low voice: "It's an honor." ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Vivien didn't realize anything from Ash's "um" at all, and said to herself, "Cecil and I look exactly like me, Ash, have you ever seen her?" ”

Uncle Zhong's ears were very pointed, and he pricked up his ears when he heard "Cecil" from the microphone.

Ash raised his hand without hesitation, and his long white fingers touched his lips, "Yes, it was an unforgettable experience." ”

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, took a long step, and walked by Uncle Zhong's side lightly and heavily.

"Hello? Feed?! ”

Vivian stared at her phone in disbelief, she didn't expect that before she said anything, this person actually hung up her phone?!

It's all unreliable!

She raised her hand angrily and smashed her newly purchased phone.

At the other end, Uncle Zhong had a solemn face, "Young Master Ashe." ”

Ash paused slightly, half-turned around, and looked at Uncle Zhong expressionlessly.

No one had called him young master for a long time, since the death of old Demville, his godfather.

"Young Master Ashe, she is the mistress of Demville, if you move her, I am afraid that the young master will not show mercy to his subordinates."

"He's the one who will show mercy?"

Ash tapped his immobile leg with a cane and said word by word: "And, this leg of mine, I will not forget why it became like this." ”

He shook his cane in one hand, and his hoarse and strange voice was pressed into a long line by deep emotion, without any ups and downs.

"It's not Stuart, I don't need this thing now."

Uncle Zhong wanted to say something, but Ash had already left without saying a word. His old eyes looked at the lonely back, turned around and listened, it was still going on, so he had to take out his mobile phone and send a message.

- Young Master, Ash may have his eyes on the young lady.

Uncle Zhong waited for a while before receiving a concise reply: You go back immediately.

At the same time, Ashe was already in the car. His thumb touched the curve of the tip of his cane, and in his deep-sea eyes, a little anger condensed into a white cold frost.

After a while, he said to the driver in front of him: "Gather all the family members, in the name of the Demville Family Council, immediately." ”

Then he took out his phone and made a call.

"Mr. Prime Minister, I may need to trouble you with something......

Vivien's woman is naturally brainless, but it's somewhat useful.

The meeting was bound to be a long one, and he could barely remember that there was still a woman in the manor without Vivien's reminder.

Mistress of Dumville...... It's a pity that it's a futuristic tense.

At this moment, Qiao Weihuan was answering Uncle Zhong's call, "Uncle Zhong, so Ash is just a side branch of the Demville family?" Adopted by old Dimmerville as a child? ”

"Yes."

"Did old Demville's will mention Ash?"

"There are two immovable properties that are inherited by Ashe."

"Then the meaning of his and He Zheng's quarrel? Fame, money? ”

"Ashe wants to be the Duke of Dumville."

Qiao Weihuan was silent for a moment, feeling that this was a madman who was consistent on the outside.

"Madame, our man has received word that he is now on his way back to Manchester and may be able to find you. Please be sure to stay in the manor, which is now the safest place. ”

"What does Uncle Zhong think he is going to do?"

Uncle Zhong was silent for a while before he said, "Madam, Ash is a very ...... Strange people, few can guess his next step. ”

Qiao Weihuan closed the book quietly and did not speak for a long time.

Just when Uncle Zhong was uncertain, he heard Qiao Weihuan laughing.

"Uncle Zhong, He Zhengxiao asked me to come here, not to make a vase. If he really thinks so, I shouldn't have come either. ”

"Madame......"

Uncle Zhong wanted to refute, but he knew very well that Qiao Weihuan was right, Demville didn't need useless people.

I heard Qiao Weihuan ask again: "When will you come back?" ”

"Two hours to the manor at the earliest."

"I see."

Qiao Weihuan stood up, held the book and pushed the door open, "He Zhengxiao suppressed the news, I only went to the House of Lords today, and I won't be able to come back for a while, so I will deliberately let you come back." I guess Ash just saw the opportunity for him to be there, and if he wants to make any moves, today is a good time. ”

She stood on tiptoe, gently put the book back on the bookcase, and continued, "Coming at me, and not for me. Uncle Zhong, tell me in detail about what happened recently. ”

Ten minutes later, Qiao Weihuan put down her phone, leaned back in the chair, and gently closed her eyes.

Ash is a madman, but a madman is also a human being, and if you want to know what he's going to do, you have to figure out his purpose first.

Lower house......

When Ash entered the House of Commons, he had to publicly renounce his title. Prior to this, family councils were inevitable because of the need for witnesses. But Uncle Zhong said that the family council has not yet been held, and Ash has not made a statement, so what will he do?

If she was Ash, she might have done this when He Zhengxiao was away?

No, He Zhengxiao's attitude is to agree with Ash to give up the title, then he doesn't need to waste this opportunity, when He Zhengxiao comes back, this thing can still be done.

It should be the opposite, he doesn't give up, but isn't there no way to enter the House of Commons to preside?

It's not right, Ash's nickname in the House of Lords is "the Prime Minister's vanguard", he has worked so hard to get to the House of Commons, and he will not become a defender, it is better to stay in the House of Lords and keep abreast of the movements over there anytime and anywhere......

Qiao Wei opened his eyes happily, and there was a faint bright light floating under his dark eyes.

That's right, Ash is going back to the House of Lords.

With so many things done, it is enough for him to express his heartfelt expression to the prime minister. Never following politics, it doesn't matter to him, because he wants to become the Duke of Demville, and even if he does, he will eventually give up his political/political identity.

The most difficult issue for Ash right now is that he is being shut out of the House of Lords, and he does not know what decisions will be made in the next few hours, so he will not be able to react in time. This made Ash reconsider the importance of staying in the House of Lords and going to the House of Commons, and if he chose the former, he would need to go back. The premise is that He Zhengxiao has no reason not to let him go back.

Qiao Wei got up quickly, went out and said to the servant guarding the door: "Prepare a dress, and in addition, contact the nobles who have dealings with Demville, I will hold a banquet, which is in the manor." ”

The servant was startled by the sudden order, and raised his eyes in confusion, "Madam, on which day are you going to hold a banquet?" In what name do you send invitations? ”

"Today, two hours later. I don't need an invitation, I'll say it myself when the phone is connected. ”

Servant: "??? ”

She lowered her head with a full stomach full of questions, "Yes, ma'am." ”

Although the time is very tight, with their efficiency, it is definitely in time.

Qiao Weihuan raised her feet and went to the bedroom, opened the powder and began to apply makeup: "Have any royal family members come to Manchester recently?" ”

Most of the important members of the royal family are active in London, but Qiao Weihuan needs a person of high status now.

Seeing that the maid shook his head, Qiao Weihuan sighed and began to put on eyeshadow.

I don't know if her guess is right, it's best to be wrong, I really guessed right...... That's going to be head-on too.

Even if it's a tough battle, she has to win.

"Madame, are you satisfied with this dress?"

Qiao Weihuan wiped the lipstick, turned her head to look at the dress brought by the maid, and nodded, "Yes." ”

Before she could fully change into her dress, there was a knock on the door, and the servant came in again, "Madam, you have already contacted the last one, do you want to answer now?" ”

Qiao Weihuan went downstairs non-stop, the landline microphone was on the table, she held the phone between her shoulders, and tied the straps behind the dress with both hands, "Take the liberty of disturbing ......"

As soon as the phone was put down, he picked up the second landline from the servant, took the microphone in the other party's hand and continued.

Take the time to tell the maid to take care of her hair, and then she continues to make phone calls against the clock.

Not all nobles can participate in Parliament, the chambers of the House of Lords can only accommodate a hundred people, and there are still many nobles left in Manchester.

Two hours flew by, Qiao Weihuan hung up the last phone, raised his feet and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring intently out of the window.

Layers of clouds obscured the sun, leaving only a golden thread to spread out in the dome. In the light that was not blinding, the first car slowly approached, stopped for a short time outside the gate of the manor, and then drove in gently.

Qiao Weihuan thought it was the first guest, but when she saw the thin shadow of getting out of the car, she opened her eyes slightly, looked carefully for a long time, determined the identity of the person, and quickly smiled.

Sending a pillow when she dozed off was so coincidental that God was helping her.

Qiao Weihuan was about to go downstairs to greet him, when he suddenly saw the reflection on the clear glass, and his face froze.

Why does she have so much curly hair?

Half an hour later, the carved door of the House of Lords was pushed open from the inside out, and He Zhengxiao walked away with his long legs full of cold solemnity, and his profound outline was vaguely coated with a faint layer of frost.

"Where's Ashe?"

The man in the suit followed his husband's footsteps vigorously, and replied in a suppressed voice: "I have arrived in Manchester, and I have gathered the people of the family, and almost everyone in Manchester has moved." Look at their driving directions, which is to go to the manor,"

He Zhengxiao chuckled, and that smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

The man in the suit trotted a few steps to the car and opened the car door for He Zhengxiao.

One of the man's long legs stepped into the carriage, and his deep eyes suddenly froze.

In front of their car, the queen's secretary got out of the car that had been parked for a long time and went over with a smile, "Duke Demville, the queen said that I haven't seen you for a long time, and it is rare for you to come to London today, and I want to invite you to the palace to sit." ”

She lowered her voice very low and quietly added: "The Prime Minister is also there, and several politicians/members of the House of Commons." ”

He Zhengxiao put his long fingers on the car door and knocked on the window lightly.

The surging in the night at the bottom of his eyes was only about half a second, and then he sank silently.

Immediately he closed the car door, and the gentleman stretched his arms and said in a low voice: "It's an honor." ”

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