The air seemed to freeze, and Tarot's stiff body resembled a stone statue.

After embarrassment, still embarrassment.

How so?

Tarot roared in his heart, he felt like a clown at this moment, a great sense of shame welled up in his heart, and from all around him came a deliberately suppressed laughter, which made him even more ashamed of himself.

Fortunately, Wren grabbed his arm in time and relieved him in time: "Man, do you want a drink?"

"Hey, bring my friend a drink!"

The waiter walked up, and Wren smiled at him, picking up a glass of wine and stuffing it into Tarot's palm, while hurriedly pulling him out of the place.

Feeling Tarot's lost soul, Wren patted him on the back hard, lowered his voice and reminded: "Cheer up, do you want others to see your shameful appearance?"

"I've got to figure out what this guy is all about!" Tarot, who had recovered from the blow just now, sat in the corner, looking at Lina who was talking to Bran with excitement, and felt empty in his heart, as if something important had been taken away.

For this banquet, Tarot prepared for a long time, not only to win the favor of the Duke of Norrington, but also to the important point, that is, he was fanatically in love with Miss Linna.

"Man, although I don't want to hit you, I still have to warn you, judging by Miss Linna's appearance, it is unlikely that you will be able to replace that little white face!" Wren raised an eyebrow.

"No, Miss Linna's marriage is not changed by her own wishes," Tarot took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "It's about the Norrington family, and the Duke will not pin the fate of the entire family on a guy who suddenly appeared because of Miss Linna's own wishes." ”

"Although he has won the favor of Miss Linna, my other advantages are not comparable to him, my family background, the education I received, including the ability to lead the army, these talents can not be brought closer by appearance alone. Tarot felt the confidence come back to himself.

Born in a powerful family, her marriage represents not only the union of two people, but also the fate and direction of the family's future.

I believe that the Duke of Norrington will choose the right person rationally after making a comparison.

......

"Mr. Bran, I didn't think you would come. Lena stood in front of Bran a little shyly, dressed like a noble princess, dressed like a noble princess, and said in a timid tone.

The eyes of the guests next to him naturally shifted to Bran's.

This feeling of being the focus of the audience, Bran didn't feel uncomfortable, he smiled and nodded to Linna, "Because it's your birthday party, I put down all my affairs and business." ”

"I'm not late, am I?"

A figure hurried in from the door of the hall.

Yarrow stood beside Bran panting, and from his face and the beads of sweat on his forehead, he could tell that he had just exercised vigorously.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! The Northland merchant has a strange whereabouts, and it took me a lot of effort to find him," Yarrow pulled out a delicate mahogany box from his bosom and handed it to Bran, "Fortunately, I was able to catch up." ”

"Mr. Yarrow, ...... you?" Lina was a little overwhelmed.

"I'm going to have a glass of wine and catch my breath, so I won't bother!" After completing his mission, Yarrow chose to leave very interestingly, giving Bran room to play.

"Because I remember last time you said that you couldn't sleep at night," said Bran, opening the wooden box and placing a necklace in it, "I heard that some pearls from the North Sea are very good for curing insomnia, so I asked someone to buy some from the North Sea and have them made into necklaces for you to make as gifts." ”

"Pearl?" Lina was stunned for a moment, then asked in a tone of disbelief, "Yes...... Mermaid tears?"

Mermaid's Tears is a pearl from the Northland Seabed, and is rumored to be used to make accessories that are calming the nerves, but because it is only found at very deep depths, it is dangerous, so it is produced in very low quantities and has no price.

At a royal auction a few years ago, a mermaid's tear sold for a whopping seven million silver coins.

"It just so happens that I have a friend who is in the jewelry business, so he sold it to me at a very cheap price," Bran winked at her, a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Try it, maybe it will improve your sleep quality." ”

A warm current welled up in Linna's heart, since she met Bran at the last ball, the mature and considerate Bran had been deeply attracted to her, and he only mentioned the distress casually, but he firmly remembered it.

Her father was busy with affairs and rarely had time to spend with her since she was a child, and the sudden appearance of Bran gave her a feeling of being taken care of.

Happiness seems to have come too suddenly.

"Thank you for the gift, I love it!" Lena bit her lower lip, her face full of happiness as if it was about to overflow.

"A woman in love is no different from an idiot," Yarrow shook his head while standing at the wine table, cutting the leg of mutton with a knife with a wine glass, he didn't care about the image or anything like that, "It seems that the adult's plan is going very smoothly, and the little girl is stupid, so it's not difficult to win it at all." ”

"It's just that her father may be surprisingly harsh. ”

"Norrington, King of the East......" Yarrow glanced at Bran with sympathy, sighed and said, "Lord Bran, may Lady Luck shine on you forever!"

......

"My father will also be at the banquet tonight, if I can, I would like to introduce you to my father, maybe you can take up a position in Tallinn City, in that case," Linna's fingers crossed together kept writhing, and she could see that her mood was a little unsettled, her cheeks were red, and her voice was getting lower and lower: "Later...... The opportunity for us to meet ......"

Lena didn't go on, for a seventeen-year-old girl to say it to such an extent was quite bold.

Bran naturally understood what Lena meant unexpressed, and he smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to meeting your father. ”

"Man, it's a little trivial, can you help?" As Yarrow was munching on cooked meat and fruit, his neck was suddenly hooked, and then a handful of cold things pressed against his waist, and the man leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice and said, "Don't resist, if you don't want to get hurt." ”

"......" A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Yarrow's forehead, and he slowly turned his head, only to see a bearded face.

"He just talked to that little white face, I saw it with my own eyes, they must know each other. Wren said, licking his lips.

"Take him out, there are too many people here to ask. Tarot stood on Wren's side to prevent others from noticing the anomaly here.