"Charles, just a little, a little bit, okay......? Pure and natural, you try, it won't hurt the skin........"

Olive held a round silver box in her hand, and a short little finger picked up a little white excessive paste, chasing after Charles and trying to wipe it on his handsome face.

It's a pity that Olive is less than 1.5 meters tall, and it is difficult to touch the cheek of Charles who is 1.8 meters when she raises her hand.

"Okay Oliv, I'll mix you with some special skincare products after the New Year, but I don't need to, a transcendent person doesn't need any external beauty products. ”

Seeing a sister who was kind enough to be wronged for him, Charles softened his heart and made a deceptive promise.

"I know that transcendents don't need these things anymore, but tonight you will meet a lot of people, and their faces will be smeared with all kinds of powder, and you don't have any smearing on your face, they still think that our family really has no money!"

Olive knew that once Charles had made a decision, it would be really difficult to change, so she had to put away a box of "makeup cream" that cost thousands of livres, and let the maid take the special small bench to sort out Charles's dress herself.

"Olive is here to join me for the New Year's party, so shouldn't you wear your beautiful dress instead of robbing the maids of the maids?"

"Charles, everyone's eyes will be on you today, I'm just your foil, and I'm underage, they won't pay much attention to me, but you're different, as long as you have the slightest flaw, you will be talked about by those boring people for months. ”

Olive kept stepping up and down from the small bench, carefully combing Charles's new dress, which had taken countless efforts to make, for fear that something inappropriate would cause her brother to lose face.

The little girl took a group of maids to sort out Charles's nitpicking for most of the day, and finally nodded with satisfaction, and there was a relieved smile on her little face.

"Come, look in the mirror Charles, and see how about my masterpiece and Sister Fani's?"

Charles pouted quietly, and chose to acquiesce to Olive Live's braggart, this dress was based on the opinions he gave in the improved version of the court dress in the European and American court blockbusters in his previous life, and then it was changed by Olive and Fani several times, it should be said that it was his masterpiece.

This new gown is unlike any other type of dress in the current mainstream, it has no intricate lace, fur decoration, and no bright and overly bright colors, and the whole outfit relies on smooth cut lines and intricate and expensive gold and silver stitching to show its extraordinary taste.

Now that Charles is wearing it, the simple and bright style matches his figure and handsome face with just the right amount of low-key and luxury, as well as a faint arrogance.

"Charles, you may be smitten by many ladies and ladies tonight, but remember, only Sister Fani is your dance partner. The little girl swallowed a mouthful of saliva and gave Charles a shot.

"Of course, how can your brother and I be a flowery person?"

As soon as Charles finished speaking, there was a sudden silence in the room, and when he looked back, he saw that not only Olive had a look of disdain, but also the maids' faces with "I don't believe it" written on their faces.

"Olive am I wrong?" Charles asked, unpleasantly.

"I don't know if you're right, but don't you think there are more and more women coming to you now? And I didn't say you were careful, I just reminded you that you only dance a couple's dance, and if you dance this kind of dance with other people, it is easy for people to misunderstand and make people laugh. ”

Charles: "........."

"Okay, okay, let's go change clothes, and see how Reed is ready, he's also the protagonist today, and there's a suitable lady at the dinner party, you must let him go up and try it, and tell him that our family doesn't care for the elderly." ”

Olive ".........."

In the past, Reed's status was not qualified to participate in the royal family's New Year's banquet, but this year Charles gave him the inheritance documents of the Viscount of Franssac, and nominally he was already a noble Viscount of Franssac, so he was naturally qualified to enter the palace with Charles to hunt down those beautiful noble ladies.

However, when Charles and Olive walked out of the main house in full dress, they found that Reed had not changed his dress at all, but was wearing a guardian knight's outfit with a helmet and armor, silently waiting by Charles's carriage.

"Reed, you're just going to make me and Olive feel uneasy....... "Charles' face was a little unhappy, today he really wanted to take advantage of this occasion to bring Reed into the upper nobility circle of Nasser, but Reed obviously didn't have this intention.

Reed stretched out his hand and pulled open the door of the carriage, and said with a smile: "Charles, how can a marquis not have a powerful guardian knight? ”

Charles was stunned, Reed was showing his loyalty, but also reminding Charles not to forget his identity and responsibilities.

Restoring the glory of the Chevalier family is really the obsession of every family lineage.

"Okay Reed, but you don't always see yourself as a knight, you can't be just a knight forever. ”

Charles nodded at Reed, and helped Olive into the carriage, who closed the door with his head down and got on his horse, guarding Charles on both sides of the carriage.

The carriage drove out of Russellia Avenue and ten minutes later entered the Avenue des Reygs, in the middle of the city of Nasser, to the Louvre, where today's banquet was held.

As the carriage was about to reach its destination, a large number of Nasser citizens began to appear on both sides of the King's Road, gathering in droves around the entrance square of the Louvre, pointing at every passing carriage, and the cold winter wind could not erase their interest in the gossip of these nobles.

The citizens of Nasser are free and welcoming, and the annual New Year's banquet is a feast of gossip for these citizens, who gather at the door of the Louvre, watching the big figures who were rarely seen in the past appear one after another, and unscrupulously judging and discussing the legendary anecdotes of the ancestors of these nobles for eighteen generations, as if only in this way can the superior status of the indigenous citizens of Nasser over the foreigners.

"Oh! look, it's the carriage of the Chevaliers, and there are twenty knights in front of it, and it must be the brave Count Bayonne who is here. ”

"How do you know it's the Merry Earl, maybe it's Viscount Bono or Baron Zack?"

"You've drunk too much today, haven't you seen that the olive branch mark on the carriage is golden? Only the head of the Chevalier family is entitled to the golden family crest. ”

"Well, I did drink too much today, XXX's red wine is simply amazing, I drank two bottles at a time......."

"Blow your cowhide! a bottle of XXX red wine costs two hundred livres, and with that money you will change into an authentic Frac dress......."

“............”

"Didn't I tell you I drank too much? You believe what the drunkard says, what an idiot.........

Around the square at the entrance of the Louvre, there are not only enthusiastic and gossipy Nasser citizens, but also many nobles who arrived in front of them also stay here, greeting each other hypocritically, showing their identity and demeanor like a costumed model.

Charles's carriage stopped steadily at the entrance of the Louvre, and the butler Roy first knocked lightly on the carriage, waited for a moment before opening the door, and then the noise of the entire small square instantly decreased by a few decibels.