Chapter 65: The Marriage Falls Through

Chef Maxim's craft is no joke. His accomplishments in cooking are estimated to be equivalent to those of the imperial magician in the wizarding world.

Potatoes, turnips, beef, these ordinary ingredients, seem to have an aura under his hands, the colors are delicate and mouth-watering.

Paired with Scotland's world-renowned whisky, it's a rare table of fine wine.

To embody Fedora. The dignity of the Prince of Tudor is distinctive, and all his cutlery is gilded, shining in the sun.

The fat man frequently raised his wine glass and beckoned everyone to drink, and the atmosphere on the table seemed extremely harmonious for a while.

However, there is a complicated heart hidden under the skin.

These old fritters are extremely politically literate, and in this kind of public, they will never discuss politics and kinship. What they talk about the most is the heroic deeds of antiquity that are close to mythology.

For example, Julius Caesar went alone to slay dragons in the Alps; Octavian's triumvirate and the Dark Lord's war over the survival of Rome, Danados and Hypnos who is Hades' number one assistant.

Dai Lan just listened quietly, and the more he listened, the more unreliable he became. Later, he could no longer tell which were human and which were gods.

Towards the end of the feast, the old lord Jonad gave an order: during the visit of Prince Fedora, all members of the Robertson family, family members, and warriors were not allowed to take a holiday, and all stayed at Celtic Castle. Of course, double pay.

The purpose is twofold: one is to fear that there will be an accident and there will be a shortage of manpower. Second, the entry and exit of people in and out of the castle was minimized to ensure the safety of the prince to the greatest extent. If this prince's ancestor has three long and two short, all the people of the Robertson family need to be buried together!

Count Jonad had a good relationship in his heart, and he only felt that it was extremely difficult for the banquet. Finally, when the sun was setting in the west, he and a few elders and the old butler of Gerard came to a square hall inside the Hanging Garden.

When Prince Fedora saw this posture and remembered Emily's expression during the banquet this morning, he guessed that there was an eight. Ninth. There was still that kind of abnormal evil smile on his face, and the two little eyes kept turning, which was indescribably obscene.

After serving a good tea, the servant withdrew, and the old lord Jonad tactfully said the matter of harmony. It's nothing more than that Emily and the prince have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the two of them are talented and beautiful, which is no more suitable.

Elder Galero even talked about the matter in a fanciful manner, as if if this matter did not come to fruition, it would be a human disaster.

After Prince Fedora heard this, there was a look of embarrassment on his fat face, and he drooped the corners of his mouth and said, "Oops." It's not a coincidence. ”

Everyone present was amazed. Especially the old lord Jonad's heart was even tighter.

Prince Fedora's head shook like a rattle, and he sighed, "From Aunt Knightley, I ought to call you Uncle Jonad." I, as a nephew, don't need to hide anything. Just last month, King Keller had promised the Grand Duke of France Hollande to marry his youngest daughter to me, and this matter was to be announced in the autumn. You know, we are not allowed to marry two wives in the British Empire......"

The fat man said with a very regretful expression, as if he had missed something.

Hearing these words of the prince, the three elders were like frosted eggplants, gray and dusty, and completely devoid of vitality.

And Count Jonad is more like he has experienced a thunderbolt from the blue, almost fainting.

At first, the old man was really reluctant to ask Emily to marry this ugly, obscene fat man. But things are rushing step by step, and it has cost so much gold louis, and now he is really difficult to ride a tiger.

I also wanted to be able to make peace with Prince Fedora, and with a wave of his old man's hand, it was easy to say that the money for the construction of the hanging garden would be said. But what Cheng thought of coming to the bamboo basket to draw water was empty.

Thinking of the loan of the eight thousand gold louis, Jonad was about to go crazy!

Fifteen years without eating or drinking!

Fedora put down the teacup, gently patted the old man's shoulder, and pretended to be affectionate: "Uncle, the Robertson family's affairs of making weapons for the country are wrapped up in me. As long as I am a prince, this transaction cannot fall into the hands of someone else. ”

Stretching his long waist, Fedora yawned a few times, and said lazily, "I say, Earl, elders, I think this is the case for today." Walking away from Glasgow for most of the day really cost me my life. Rest well today, baptize Emily's cousin tomorrow morning, and test her magical talents! ”

Jonad gave the prince another big gift before returning in a huff.

Summer in Scotland is a particularly long day. Fedora slept for a full eight hours before it became dark outside.

After a few crickets chirped, the moon climbed up the branches, and the night really began.

Fedora clapped his hands, and a middle-aged warrior walked in from the outside, with five fluorescent lines drawn on his chest, which was the Knight of Light in his escort!

"Roger, call him over."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

There was not much time, and a figure flashed outside the door, and a young and handsome oriental young man appeared.

"No one is allowed to come closer, I have something important to discuss with the Blue Knight." Fedora waved his hand and whispered to the Knight of Light named Roger.

Roger's face was grim, and he didn't have any extra words, just nodded and went out.

Dai Lan stood there upright, with a calm face, but he stared at Prince Fedora. Suddenly, he felt that the sounds of various birds outside the house suddenly became louder.

It should be that Roger Knight deliberately used the noisy sound outside the house to cover up the conversation inside the house in order to prevent the conversation between the two people from leaking out.

Fedora's pair of slender little eyes also looked at Dai Lan for a full five minutes, and suddenly couldn't help but smile: "My big knight, the big hero who saved Miss Emily, don't you know me, Brother Dai?" ”

Listening to the familiar and authentic Chinese Chinese, coupled with the mean expression on his face, Dai Lan knew that this prince in front of him was really Wang Fat!

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Dai Lan sighed: "What, you also came with that worm hole?" ”

"Hey, it's hard to put it into words!" The fat man pursed his lips, as if he had been wronged by the boss.

"After you jump, the Britannia exhibition hall is him. My mother left me alone, and I can't escape, and I can't stay. Finally that damn Gerant kicked me off. The fat man said hatefully, "This feud has been recorded." I'm looking everywhere for the ancestor of Geraint, and when I find it, the woman of their family will be out of luck! ”

Dai Lan suddenly remembered something, gasped, and hurriedly asked, "Fat Wang, how long have you been in the Middle Ages?" ”