When Miss Sophie entered the city, it was already early afternoon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A small, carved carriage, drawn by two white horses, went straight from the north gate of Toulon to the Count's Palace.

As soon as the carriage entered the city, the Count of Marceau packed up and greeted him at the door with a group of men, and of course, Zhang Ang was called over to meet him.

Count Marceau stood at the door of the Count's Palace, nervous, he kept rubbing his hands, walking around in place, and asked his men over and over again: "Why haven't you arrived yet, are you sure you saw Sophie's carriage enter the city?"

Zhang Ang didn't know why Count Marceau was so nervous, and why he had to put on such a big show to take over his daughter: almost all the nobles in the city were invited.

It was only a moment before the small carriage that Count Marceau had been looking forward to came into view.

Next to the carriage was a tall horse of color riding a blonde warrior wearing a light blue cloak and carrying a black spear.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Earl's Palace, and Count Marceau hurried to meet it, opened the carriage door with a trembling hand, gently lowered the pedals, and stretched out his hand to take a hand.

The usual noble majesty of Count Marceau, steady and calm, disappeared without a trace, and his voice was so childish that it seemed to be coaxing a child: "Oh, my little Sophie, my little girl, Daddy, Daddy wants to kill you, oh, my little Sophie, little Sophie, let Daddy hug, ah, yes, get out of the car first, ah, get off, ah, little Sophie......"

Count Marceau spoke incoherently with excitement, and his face, which had been handsome and majestic, was now full of doting and happiness.

A pretty figure floated down from the carriage, dodging the excited bear hug of Count Marceau, and stood at the door of the Earl's Palace.

It was also at this time that Zhang Ang met his titular "fiancée" for the first time.

She looked to be about 16 or 7 years old, with long slightly curly brown hair, fair skin, shining starry eyes, a small nose, a bright small mouth slightly open, a tall and ******** figure, and a completely top model-like figure.

And she has a peculiar temperament, that wonderful temperament hits the heart, making people feel as if they are in a sea of flowers under the sun, if they are in this warmth and warmth.

Zhang Ang had also watched a lot of European and American movies and TV series in his previous life, and he had seen a lot of top female stars, but it was the first time he had seen someone as beautiful and temperamental as Sophie.

Sophie seems to have a kind of magic in her, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience and became the focus of the audience.

Of course, Zhang Ang was no exception, he stared at Sophie, his eyes moving with her movements. I just want to see this alluring beauty for a while.

It took a long time for Zhang Ang to come back to his senses, and then he closed his eyes deeply:

He remembered the girl who belonged only to him, the girl who was still waiting for him on Earth.

He remembered that when she was in chef school, she had made too many excuses and brought freshly baked cakes from another school district to herself to eat.

He remembered that when she graduated from school, she cried and said that she would never be separated, resolutely left her hometown, followed her to Beijing, and became a Beipiao.

He remembered the hardest and happiest time the two spent in the rental house after arriving in Beijing.

He remembered his first hand-holding in the cinema, the first hug in the park, the first wonderful night.

He remembered that they once had no money to take the subway, and they ran the entire road of Chang'an Avenue.

He remembered that after their jobs were stable, the two of them sat on the hotel rooftop and imagined a bright future all night.

He remembered the oath he made under the bright starlight of Badaling, knelt down on one knee, took out the ring, and made:

"In this life and this life, I will never leave it. Eternal life and eternity, promise to obey each other. ”

Zhang Ang gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and secretly warned himself: "Qiqi is still waiting for me to go back!

Zhang Ang felt that he was stronger than ever, and Miss Sophie's peerless perfect appearance could no longer shake his heart.

His eyes as he looked at Sophie became clear and pure.

Everyone entered the Earl's Court and sat down in turn in the hall, and Count Marceau also took Sophie to sit down on the throne.

Count Marceau's handsome face was full of smiles: "In order to celebrate the return of my little girl, oh, little Sophie to our Luntu City, I announce that a grand banquet will be held, in the Golden Bull Hotel opened by Baron Leonardo, everyone will come at night, such a big event, must be celebrated." ”

The nobles and nobles who sat down again expressed that they would definitely participate, and congratulated the earl's beloved daughter on returning home and enjoying the joy of family.

At this time, the blond young man who had returned with Sophie's carriage spoke: "Can I attend this party?"

Count Marceau asked, "Are you?"

Zhang Angzai carefully observed this blonde young man, only to see that he had thick golden hair, blue eyes were very deep, the bridge of his nose was high, and he had two sexy beards on his mouth, he looked very handsome and capable, and he was carrying a black spear, which looked very imposing.

The blond young man walked to the middle of the parlor, took off his cloak, revealing a blue tight-fitting samurai suit with a flaming spear embroidered on his chest, he tidied up his appearance, and said loudly: "My name is d'Artagnan, and I am an ordinary musketeer under His Majesty the Emperor's seat. ”

The whole hall was in an uproar.

"Musketeers, what are such noble men doing in our little town?"

"There is such a young musketeer! Doesn't it mean that you will not be able to complete your training until you are 30 years old? ”

"D'Artagnan, it's a name so familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere. ”

"Musketeer, I haven't seen it in years. ”

"After all, it is His Majesty the Emperor's personal guard, but how could they come to our small city. ”

"He's coming back with Miss Sophie, isn't ......?"

It was also the first time that Zhang Ang had seen a musketeer, which represented a powerful group at the pinnacle of martial arts in the entire French country. The appearance of a musketeer is a real once-in-a-century encounter for a remote town like Luntu City.

Count Marceau was also curious: "This reception banquet, a distinguished person like the Musketeer can naturally participate, but I don't know what kind of business this Musketeer has come to our small Luntu City." ”

The blond young man replied, "I'm on vacation now, and I've come to Luntu City for a personal matter. ”

"Mind telling me about any personal matter, if there is a place where we need help, I guarantee you the greatest support on behalf of Luntu City!"

"I have come here to pursue the beautiful Miss Sophie, and I also hope that the Earl will marry Miss Sophie to me. The blonde young man said aloud.