dhibooks Chapter 25 Test
Chapter 25 Test
What Earl Ian said was completely inexplicable, and it took me a while to realize what he meant.
"My lord, with all due respect, you are drunk."
I stood by the door and said calmly.
Although there is still some distance from Earl Ian, I can still smell the obvious smell of alcohol, which permeates the small reception room under the fumigation of the warm stove. Facing the Earl's nonsense, I can only try my best to keep calm.
There's no reason to talk to drunks, only the Virgin Mary knows what's going on in their heads - this is the exact words of Viscountess Edmund's evaluation of my drinking too much. According to her, I was drunk at the time. It was an unprecedented nonsense, knocking on the American parrot in the cage and yelling at it to sing hymns, no one would persuade it, and even dared to pull the beard of Bishop Richelieu-the devil knows the difference between the hymn and the bishop's beard. what is the relationship!Fortunately, two loyal servants stopped me in time, and the venerable bishop was also in a state of stupefied sleep at that time, otherwise it is really hard to say what would have happened so stunned.
In contrast, the drunk earl just wanted to play the game of "I am my own brother", which is quite a polite and restrained gaffe.
Seeing me staying at the door and refusing to go in, the count snorted and sat up from the couch.
He squinted at me with a natural arrogance and patted his thigh.
"Do you think I'm drunk? I don't—come to me and I'll see how your manners are getting on."
"Oh, Miss Edmund," said Sir Fred, with a smile on his face that reminded me of some Jewish merchants who came up to sell beautiful and expensive jewels when I was courting the beauty. He became vigilant all of a sudden, and only heard him say: "My lord, I hope to test the results of your hard work in the past few days. After all, no matter how generous the king is, he will hope to get the loyalty and gratitude of his subjects after rewarding them. You can't Accepting your lord's kindness, but refusing to show your sincerity."
"After all, there is a clear gap between your identity and the identities of the two distinguished Earls—please forgive me for being so direct and rude, but I'm just stating the facts, because that's the truth—what you represent at that time is My lord, then you must first show your strength and sincerity to your lord, and show that you really have good etiquette and a clear understanding of your identity, this is enough for you to stay with lord Elvis The value around you, don’t you think so?”
What a mess of nonsense!It's not that I voluntarily went to Earl Elvis' side, even if it was the bride of Europa who really voluntarily went to Earl Elvis' side, there was no such thing as a younger brother who "tested" for her elder brother!
"My lord, the pure white pearl comes out of the oyster, and is surrounded by gold and diamonds, and made into expensive necklaces and earrings, but if it can choose for itself, it will certainly prefer to be left in the sea, at home with the fish. migration."
Baron Fred shook his head with a smile.
"You are still the same as before, and it seems that even Miss Caroline's various small tricks can't kill your natural vitality-but with all due respect, it is best for a courtier to obey the monarch's words respectfully, just like a branch to face The blowing of the storm should be humbly obeyed and not resisted, which, although it can be defied for a while, often only leads to the terrible consequence of breaking."
Baron Fred said, stood up gracefully, and held out his hand to me.
"England and Georgia have different customs, but these days, with the help of Miss Caroline and Miss Selena, you must have known the subtle differences, and now it's time to show the etiquette teachings you have received these days It's time for the results of your work—you can treat your lord as lord Elvis, and me as a humble referrer."
Baron Fred very cleverly replaced his role in this role-playing game that occurred on the earl's whim with "introducer", so as not to annoy the earl, but it is obvious that the drunk earl does not need He is already very upset when others provoke him.
"What are you still dawdling about? It seems that I'm really being too tolerant of you—do you want to wear that mask?"
This sentence immediately took away my courage to fight. When I was frozen in place, the baron came over and grabbed my right hand with an irresistible force.
He took my hand and led me to Earl Ian, and said in a humble gesture and exaggerated tone: "My lord, please allow me to offer you the pearl from far away Europa, Ludwig Miss S. Franchemon Edmund, whose character is as pure as her beauty, praying for your favor is like a traveler in the desert praying for water in an oasis."
As if he was really accepting a gift from a subordinate, the earl nodded to the baron with a kind of arrogance unique to a high-ranking person, and then lazily stretched out his hand to take me from the baron.
"I got you, Ludwigs."
Accompanied by these words, the Earl suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped my waist tightly when I was not standing still, pulling me directly into his arms.
Caught off guard, my nose almost hit the chest of Ian William Higgs. The extreme tension and instinctive resistance almost made my hairs stand on end-this moody tyrant brought me The shadows are just too deep.
"My lord, please don't do this..."
When I grabbed the arm of the chair and tried to free myself from the earl's arms, he impatiently grabbed my hand and forced me to turn around and sit on his lap in a shameful position. , then put one hand around my waist and put his chin on my shoulder—it's unbelievable that this man, who seemed like nothing more than a fun-loving playboy, had the ability to hold me down with one hand. powerful force!
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when I was held firmly in Earl Ian’s arms like a big rag doll, and then he rested his chin on my shoulder, I seemed to hear Earl’s satisfaction from his nasal cavity. He let out a sigh.
I was hugged in his arms, facing the interesting eyes of Baron Fred who retreated to the other side of the fireplace, I was so embarrassed that I didn’t know where to put my hands and feet——In the memory of my life of more than 20 years, Aside from my titular father teasing me occasionally on his lap when I was very young, I've never been the only one to sit with girls on my lap!
Faced with the Earl's unexpected behavior, Baron Fred just smiled and sat in the armchair on the other side of the fireplace without saying a word, as if the Earl was not holding a living person who was supposed to be dedicated to his brother, but Just picking up a wine glass is ordinary.
For a while, only the slight sound of wood burning in the fireplace was heard in the room.
After a long silence that seemed to have passed for centuries, the count lazily spoke, and the nobleman with a bad nature broke the delicate atmosphere in the room as soon as he opened his mouth: "Why do you stay like a wooden man? Wherever you come, A wife should go with her, and it is a wife's duty to please her husband. In this case, hasn't your etiquette teacher taught you? How can such an uninterested person win the favor of my brother?"
I replied to him stiffly: "You are not Lord Elvis, how do you know that Lord Elvis won't like me?"
I thought the Count would push me to the ground after this remark offended the Count, but the Count just snorted.
Because my left hand must desperately grasp the shawl that covers my figure so as not to be seen by Baron Fred, Earl Ian only needs one hand to suppress half of my body, so he stretched out his free other hand , pinched my earlobe, and kneaded it with a kind of intimacy.
"It's so strange, you haven't even met my dear brother, but you already dare to believe that he will respond to your request, this kind of naive trust, who gave you the confidence?" The count seemed to ask me , as if talking to himself.
"I guess it was Beatrix who used to be with my dear brother who said something to you?" Open, "then did Beatrix tell you, that guy Elvis - messing with him is more terrible than messing with me? My naive little Ludwigs, a woman's words You can't just believe it."
Believe in you!
Whether it's Beatrix or the Earl Elvis in old David's mouth, the image presented is much better than the moody tyrant in front of him. At least that person knows to consider the reputation and prestige of the Haggis family instead of Because of momentary likes and dislikes, he puts the family's reputation in jeopardy at will.I even doubt that with Ian William Haggs' dislike of his suzerain Great Britain and his treatment of the British mercenary group, the Higgs family can still stand firmly in Georgia for so many years. The Earl of Elvis struggled to maintain the result!
Playboys can be cynical, but they must never ignore the interests of the family. When necessary, they must make all sacrifices for the greater good, including themselves - this is the norm of the upper class. From this perspective, adding chaos to one's own family Ian is not a qualified nobleman, but judging from the first meeting, this guy doesn't follow the rules of the nobles at all.
"I will follow your instructions and be a gentle and obedient lady. With your generosity and kindness, I believe that I will never offend Lord Elvis."
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Ian: That guy Elvis is not easy to mess with
Edmund: You forced me to pretend to be a woman to lie to your brother, I'm sorry.
Fucking, I'm finally going to push the progress bar to my brother...it's hard
I finally had a rest day, but I have to work overtime tomorrow...die
Thank you for the little cute fish food~ You are my motivation for updating, refill~