Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The fifty-fourth bowl of soup (5)

The fifty-eighth bowl of soup (5)

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and while Snow was still in the room watching TV with bare feet, Lance burst in. She leaned against the head of the bed, looked at him lazily, and asked, "As a nobleman, don't you even have the etiquette to knock on the door?"

"I live in this room too." Lance said angrily, and rudely threw the big gift box in his hand on the bed.

"What's this?"

"You don't know if you open it?"

Xue was too lazy to get up, so she untied the bow with both feet. Lance looked at her like this and almost got angry again, but finally held back. After opening it, there was a dress dress in the box, pure white, and Lance opened another gift box, which contained jewelry that matched the dress. His face was still ugly: "Wear it or not, it's up to you."

Xue Oh said, "I don't wear it."

Lance's forehead twitched: "What did you say?"

Xue glanced at him, and the meaning was obvious: I'm done, do you have bad ears?

He gritted his teeth and said, "You have two choices, one is to put it on yourself, and the other is for me to wear it for you."

The threat of this kind of **** is basically nothing to Xue, she sneered: "It's none of your business whether I wear it or not, but if you have the ability, you can try it and help me wear it. It depends on the speed of your dressing. Fast, or I chop off your arm fast."

Lance had no doubt that she could really chop off his arm from the look on her face. In the end, he glared at Xue fiercely, and Xue didn't look at him without pain or itching. His arrogant self-esteem made him unable to say what he asked for. In fact, he wanted to dance the first dance with Xue today.

A lot of people came to the castle today, and they all hoped to be favored by the Duke of Lance. However, many ladies were surprised that the Duke did not seem to be in a good mood for some reason. Not only that, he even No one was invited to dance a single dance. Some daring young ladies took the initiative to go over, but in exchange for his cold face.

Lance is in a bad mood! He didn't want to see Yingying Yanyan in this hall at all! All of them are vulgar fans, which one can compare with his Xue? He now regretted immensely why he had agreed to Her Majesty's request to hold a ball here. Just when he was so upset that he was about to leave, he heard a report that Her Majesty the Queen had come in person!

Lance knelt down on one knee, held the Queen's hand, and kissed gently: "Why is Your Majesty here?"

"If I didn't come, how would I know that you didn't even invite people to dance." The beautiful queen who was over forty smiled, "Lance, this is my niece, Nicole, Haven't you met her yet? She's Duke Abbey's daughter, just graduated from bridal school."

Miss Nicole is a very elegant and beautiful lady. She has blue eyes and long blond hair. Standing next to Lance, who is also blond and blue-eyed, she is like a golden boy and a beautiful girl.

Other people will probably understand what's going on when they see this battle. The Queen has already prepared a wife candidate for Duke Lance, and none of them have a chance.

Miss Nicole blushed slightly, she raised her skirt and saluted Lance: "I have seen the Duke."

Lance glanced at her, kissed her on the back of her hand politely, and then made an invitation to the Queen: "Dear Her Majesty, may I have the honor to dance with you?"

The queen originally wanted him to invite Nicole to dance, but Lance had already bent down, and she didn't want to damage his face, so she put her hand up, and Nicole sat quietly on the sofa watching Following the movement on the dance floor, a pair of moving eyes glued tightly to Lance.

How handsome he is! How noble! If she can marry him and be his wife, she is willing to give everything!

Miss Nicole feels that with the help of the Queen's Aunt, she will be able to become a Duchess, and she has even begun to draw a bright future!

As soon as the song was finished, the Queen motioned for Lance to invite Nicole to dance. Lance had also carefully observed Nicole just now, and felt that she was indeed the most suitable wife for her in terms of family appearance and temperament. He has also reached the age of marriage, and whether or not he is married will not affect his relationship with Xue. Most of the married couples play without interfering with each other. He thinks that he and Nicole should be able to do the same.

Is it really possible? Really can do it, and finally Xue will not die in this ancient castle.

But just when he was about to ask Miss Nicole to dance according to his words, a petite white swan-like woman suddenly appeared in front of him. She was wearing a white princess dress, her jet-black hair was **** with a hairpin, and she wore small jewel pendants on her ears, which made her look extra pure and lovely.

Her eyes behind the mask sparkle like the diamond necklace around her neck, and her black eyes are like a deep river, tying Lance's heart tightly. Lance moved in his heart, took her small hand, and led her into the dance floor.

"Isn't it true?" His eyes were fascinated by her, but his words were still full of rudeness.

Xue said: "Women are born with the right to go back and forth. As a gentleman, it would be rude of you to say that."

Lance put his arms around her waist, her waist was so slender as if it could be broken, he realized how much he hurt her that day, she was so stubborn, so stubborn that he almost forgot that she was just a petite and weak girl.

Xue thought to herself, petite is true, but weak is not necessarily.

Suddenly, the dance floor suddenly turned dark, and everyone screamed for a while. Lance pulled Snow into his arms and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Then he felt something soft touch his lips, and then the person in his arms broke free like a loach, and disappeared in an instant. Lance was about to shout, but in the blink of an eye the lights light up again.

The snow is gone.

He's a little lost, and there seems to be a lingering scent on his lips.

But he didn't look for it, because Miss Nicole had come over. Out of politeness and respect for the Queen, Lance bent over and invited her to dance. Miss Nicole had a thin waist and her body was also very fragrant. Lance found that he did not dislike this kind of fragrance, but he always felt that there was less of it. order something.

The dance didn't end until the middle of the night. Miss Nicole asked to stay and live in the castle for a while. Lance wanted to refuse, but Miss Nicole invited the Queen to be a lobbyist. Can live in a real snow room.

Without the snow there, the existence of this room is less important. Miss Nicole, who stayed as she wished, was very excited. She had a lot to say to Lance, but after sending the queen away, Lance handed her over to the housekeeper, and she disappeared.

Nicole looked tender in front of the Queen and Lance, but in front of Hearst, she maintained a noble and arrogant expression and tone: "I heard that Lord Lance has an oriental mistress, this is true Is it?"

Hirst lowered his head, "Miss Nicole, please forgive me for not being able to answer this question." No one can disclose information about Miss Xue without the permission of the Duke. After all, there are too many hostile people of color. Well, this is also for the good of Miss Xue.

Nicole frowned, looking like an angel, but the pride on her face made her look impure. "Why? Don't you know who I am?"

Hirst said respectfully, "You are Earl Abby's daughter, Her Majesty's niece, and I know your identity very well."

"Then tell me what is the name of the mistress beside the Duke!"

Hirst just wanted to refuse. He had a long-standing hatred for Xue, and his arm had been twisted several times. If he could, he would like the yellow-skinned pig to get out of this castle more than anyone else. So he replied: "I don't know her name either. The Duke calls her Xue, but this is because she looks exactly like an oriental woman whom the Duke once liked."

Nicole listened, thoughtfully: "You mean... the Duke doesn't like her? What about the oriental woman that the Duke liked?"

"Dead."

"How did you die?"

"This..." Hirst looked troubled.

Nicole can tell at a glance whether Hirst is true or false. As for Xue, he just wanted to avoid being punished, so he wanted her to persecute it, but he was really speechless about how the first Xue died. So she didn't ask questions. Although she looked down on Hearst extremely, as a servant of the Duke, she couldn't keep it a secret because of a few threats from others. When she became a Duchess, the first thing she would do would be such a servant. Throw out the castle.

When Lance returned to the room, Xue was already asleep, but he knew she was not asleep, so he jumped on top of her and hugged her tightly through the quilt: "Why go down?"

"Didn't you want me to go down?"

"You said it yourself, you won't go on."

"I said no clothes, when did I stop talking?" Xue said. "Women have the right to go back, have you forgotten?"

Lance rubbed his nose against her: "No, it's not like that. You're jealous, aren't you?"

Xue thought it was very interesting. This man seemed to have forgotten all the quarrels between them before. At this moment, the tenderness and sweetness gave her goosebumps. Or is it that men are good at tai chi and turn a blind eye to certain facts? "I'm right, you're happy?"

"Of course."

"No." She grinned wickedly. "I'm just going down to see."

"Liar liar."

Lance kissed her lips, but Xue thought it was funny. When she told the truth, this person didn't believe it. It was because of how confident she was in her own charm that she could be so confident. "I heard that your future wife has moved in and wants to develop a relationship with you?"

"And said you weren't jealous." Lance was very happy, "I'm only staying for a while, and I'll be leaving soon."