"Although Master Paul has the demeanor of a great master, Frederick is not punctual and conscious," a gentle voice floated, and Prince Ferdinand, dressed in full costume, came over, saluted the king and the emperor respectfully, and held red wine, and his shoehorn face smiled like the moon father: "You are so eagerly awaited, but Frederick is late without any suspense...... The so-called hot face sticking a cold ass is to describe this embarrassment, right?"

Clemson was a dumbfounded escort, laughing at Ferdinand's rival. Only the Minister of War saw www.biquge.info displeasure on Elena's face and administered justice fairly: "It's not even eight o'clock, so it can't be considered late." ”

Ferdinand smiled and praised Marianne's beauty, and taught Paul with a sigh: "Rather than waiting for someone who is not punctual, why not take pity on the person in front of you? ”

This righteous flattery, like a bifurcated cannon, hit both Marianne and the old king. One is fluttering and immersed in beautiful words, the other is proudly proud of his mistress is expensive, and a sycophant sentence turns two people over. Clemson admired the prince's profound skills, and hurriedly seconded the proposal, grabbing a mouthful of scraps to share: "If you snubbed such a beautiful lady, it would be really indignant to everyone. ”

Paul stammered, not understanding what he had done wrong, he was obviously a generous and honest man, but he was bombarded by 4 people, and he was inexplicably aggrieved, and looked at the Minister of War pleadingly.

The Minister of War smiled and raised his glass: "Don't waste a good day, come, cheers." ”

The attendant stood cautiously behind the king for a long time, and when he heard the word, he had already come up to him. The king and Elena toasted with their glasses, and drank slowly, each with their own hearts. After a sip of wine, the crowds of aristocrats have already swirled into pairs onto the dance floor, dancing to the rousing sound of a dignified band, and when they spin together, they look like a mass of sardines shuttling endlessly. Marianne quietly led the king to the dance, and Ferdinand respectfully came up and whispered in Elena's ear, "Wait for someone who won't appear, you won't be as stupid as Master Paul, will you?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in dancing. Elena coldly refused.

"Yes, I've heard you're obsessed with vocal music. I've seen you dance, skillful and graceful, and moving. You know, it's not right to lie. Ferdinand began to be aggressive, "We are going to get engaged this month, life is not satisfactory in the world, it is better to close your eyes and enjoy it than to rebel against life." Maybe start by enjoying a dance?"

"Your Highness Ferdinand, life is not satisfactory, and it expresses the feeling of loss and displacement when we are rejected by the girl, because the lady always reserves the right to say 'no'. Even if we are rejected, we have to swallow it, this is a demeanor that we are proud of, right?" Suddenly laughter came, and the bustling nobles in black dresses automatically parted, cutting a path to stop the flamboyant female companions behind them, and make way for Frederick.

Hearing Frederick's laughter, the back of Elena's hand slipped out of Ferdinand's hand like a fish, and she turned her head to look at the door with her glass in her hands.

Ferdinand cursed "damn it", his eyes slashed at Frederick like a knife, and then he understood why the crowd gave way to him as if they were drawing knives and cutting water: Frederick's blue hair was nailed to a hairpin, floating freely on his brow, a red agate belt was stung on his forehead, and a classical bat robe hung from his shoulders to his knees, and his waist was leisurely bound by an armed belt, which complemented the slender and graceful thin sword at his waist. When Frederick opened his arms to embrace Ferdinand, the white shirt sleeves hung down in the bat sleeves with gold patterns on a red background, which not only had the leisurely Meng Lang of the royal family, but also the heroic and martial relics, which were not only pleasing to the eye, but also more high-standard, giving the Habsburg royal family a kind of false prosperity.

As Filia said, no one could find fault with her supervision. No one. Frederick was basking in admiration, smiling and embracing Ferdinand with open arms.

Moreover, Frederick had just been knighted as a knight of the dragons, and he appeared on the red carpet as Paul's first guest, and his prestige was unparalleled for a while, and when the crowd spontaneously made way for him, the pomp almost overshadowed the king. The humming sighs of the crowd made Ferdinand as uncomfortable as eating flies.

Felia was only one step away from Frederick, and when she heard what he said, her heart was sour: "Obviously a pervert, but what he says is extraordinarily beautiful, just like the real thing." Tempted and disgusted, this strange taste seemed to be magical, and her attention fell on Frederick.

The men looked at Frederick, and the women looked at Filia with fiery eyes, because she was so well matched with Frederick, that she confessed in exasperation that "he could not replace her." For the first time, Fillia wore a Vuitton-designed gown, with a neckline cut to the chest level, generously revealing her charming shoulders and seductive collarbones, her breasts proudly cocked, and her red hair hanging down, interpreting the quiet sensuality and thrilling seduction. Then, as soon as the red dress was folded, the slender waist of the horse was drawn to complement the flared wide sleeves under the bare shoulders, so that when the hem of her skirt swept the red carpet, the majority of the compatriots were eclipsed, and countless fires of jealousy were ignited in an instant. The women, girls, and girls present swore that they must get their hands on this dress, regardless of the price or by any means.

The knock-on effect of the economic turmoil in the garment industry is nothing more than Felia's daily pastime. Fashion-seekers indulge in it, but they can't have an epiphany: trends can only wait, not follow, because if Felia wears a sack to a banquet, even the sack can become a pioneer of the times.

Otto deliberately kept a low profile, holding his nervous and curious sister and following Filia closely. Then Frederick smiled and walked into the center of power, and in the presence of the Emperor, the Prime Minister and the Minister of War, he hugged Ferdinand affectionately, took a glass of red wine, and greeted Prince Ferdinand cordially: "I understand your feelings, the Empress rejects people for thousands of miles, like a frozen beauty, but her charm can catch my heart through ten kilometers of ice - but don't want to kiss her, before your lips cover the iceberg, don't think." ”

Ferdinand's face was so white that he didn't know whether he was mocking or laughing, but as he was in a rage, the cup was "slammed" by Frederick. After hugging and clinking glasses, Ferdinand had to feign laughter, and praised Frederick's joke for being funny: "You are bolder than I am, and dare to openly flirt with the Empress." I wonder if Your Majesty will cut your tongue?"

The treacherous and cunning War Minister and Prime Minister smiled warmly, watched the whole play, and critically examined the details of Frederick's response. Filia took a glass of red wine, her thin eyebrows furrowed, and deliberately did not clink glasses, but only drank alone, ready to help Frederick - she keenly felt that Ferdinand and Frederick were already hiding under the smile of the sword.

Elena's heart trembled when she heard this, and when she was sour and sweet, she could not hold face on her face, because the majesty of the arrogant and glamorous emperor was provoked by Frederick, and she instinctively wanted to punish him severely. This unbearable imperative and most torturous of all made Elena's face flush with a charming flush.

Frederick stared at Ferdinand drinking, so he raised his chin and drank a little, looked at Elena and smiled: "Prince, please don't interrupt, I haven't finished speaking." Although I have been rejected by His Majesty a thousand times, I am at ease, because to be honest, who is qualified to force the empress of the HRE Empire? Since you have been rejected, it is better to accept your fate and retreat, and if it is as cold as ice is also a lovely kind, why do you bother to chisel it?"

Ferdinand raised his head and suddenly felt that he had been tricked by Frederick.

Elena listened flutteringly, couldn't help but bow her head and smile, and gently pressed her lips with four fingers. The prime minister had long been observing the words, and when he saw the emperor smiling, he immediately shouted angrily: "Good!" While applauding restrainedly, he turned his head to look at the Minister of War and the smiling Paul: "This is a good thing, I seem to be 20 years younger." ”

The War Chancellor nodded approvingly and raised his glass slightly to Frederick. In the whole country, only the Prime Minister and the Minister of War did not buy Prince Ferdinand's account, because the matter of leading the Dreadnought Knights into the imperial capital was unacceptable to any Imperial soldier. In this case, if Ferdinand marries Elena and enters the imperial capital, it will be these officers who will be purged first, because after Ferdinand has eroded the monarchy, it is impossible for him to be stupid enough to continue to let the military power go.

So the War Chancellor readily accepted Paul's invitation and gave Frederick a chance to get close to him—and he wanted to use the opportunity to see who Frederick was in his bones.

Filia's eyes widened, she never expected Frederick to turn her words around, and she looked at Elena with a smile on her lips, and with a sigh of relief, she looked at Ferdinand's wonderful expression.

Ferdinand's mouth was awkwardly half-open, he didn't finish his belly, his lips moved twice and he didn't speak, the ghostly face was changing color in embarrassment, from white to green, from green to red, from red to purple, a drop of sweat slid down his brow, across the endless pig's kidney, and hung on his chin for thousands of miles, and the journey was so difficult that it could not drip down.

When Ferdinand was stunned, Frederick put down his glass and raised his arms to salute: "Although it is presumptuous, can you please give me the first dance?" ”

Elena chuckled, pursed her lips, turned her head and handed the wine to the waiter passing by, then picked up her skirt, handed her hand to Frederick and pinched it, and nodded, "As you wish." ”

"It worked!" the other three men opened their eyes and shouted in unison, "One invitation is a success! Oh my God!" The War Chancellor was shocked for the first time when he saw Elena fall rapidly, more shocked than by the Blitzkrieg. The prime minister was skillfully interpreting the applause of the ignorant crowd, when he suddenly saw Vickers hurrying over, listened to his son's ear and said a few words, shook his hand and repulsed Vickers, but looked at Filia's eyes gloomy.

Ferdinand, on the other hand, was so humiliated that he pretended not to care about everything, and bowed his waist and smiled: "That being the case, I wish your majesty a pleasant experience." Forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit blood, made a strong appearance of disdain, and left with a smile. As soon as his face turned around, he opened his mouth wide and gasped, his eyes glared as if he was catching a rape, and he wanted to spray a thin laser to shoot the cheating men and women in the world.

Ferdinand was convinced that Elena was his property. And when she stretched out her hand to hold Frederick, she would undoubtedly be classified as cheating, and she must be exterminated and severely punished. (To be continued.) )