When the carriage stopped, a servant helped down an aristocratic young lady in a gorgeous dress. She wore a flying bird hat that many young ladies liked to wear, with a colorful bird feather standing tall, very eye-catching.
Once the standard hat of Madam Sky Knight, it had now become the favorite of ordinary aristocrats.
However, Liszt did not know this aristocratic young lady.
"Liszt, why are you hiding here? I have been looking for you for a long time." Cousin Meopal's voice came from behind him, "What are you looking at by the window?"
He went straight to Liszt's side and looked outside, just enough to have a panoramic view of the carriage in front of the Longtaro Castle's entrance: "Oh, you shouldn't be inquiring in advance about which beautiful young lady is worthy of making a move, right? Well, from this point of view, indeed, the 'height' is very clear."
The height he was talking about was the height of a ridge and a peak.
"No, I just feel that the hall is too stuffy."
"I see."
"What do you see?"
Meopal touched the red wine glass in his hand with Liszt's champagne glass: "You are looking forward to the beautiful Salmon Family Athena."
"No." Liszt replied insincerely, and then suddenly asked, "Will she also come this time?"
"Didn't you say that you are not looking forward to it? Liszt, you rejected Athena at the beginning, so why are you concerned about her now?"
Liszt did not mince his words, and directly said: "Perhaps it is very memorable. On the Coral Island, I rarely participate in this kind of ball, and no female aristocrat of the same age has ever invited me to her home as a guest. At the ball on the Red Crab Island, Athena was the first to see that I am so outstanding. "
"No wonder."
As if a certain nerve had been touched.
Meopal didn't know what to think, but he did not continue to tease Liszt. Instead, he sighed with melancholy: "A man should find a woman who understands him … If he doesn't understand himself, then I don't dare to imagine how chaotic his life will be in the future."
Liszt probingly asked: "Are you talking about Princess Angela?"
"Yes, Angela Sapphire, the brightest pearl on the crown of the Grand Duchess. If nothing goes wrong, she will be the future mistress of Red Crab Island."
Grand Duke Andrew had two sons and two daughters. Angela was the youngest daughter.
"Are you sure about your relationship with her?"
"It's not me and her. It's Grandfather and the Grand Duke who confirmed our relationship." He downed the red wine in the glass in one gulp and threw the glass back to the plate the servant was holding. He shouted, "Leave."
The servant hurriedly bowed and left.
Meopal propped his hands on the windowsill: "Do you know why I once bitterly pursued her without getting any response, but now I can clarify our relationship?"
Liszt looked at him and waited for him to continue.
"Grimandan Truth, I naively thought that he really came with the Grand Duke's blessing, but it turned out …" He suddenly turned around and patted Liszt on the shoulder. "Grandfather said that your future is limitless. We have the same blood in our veins. I have nothing to hide from you."
"Please speak, cousin." Liszt had a rough guess.
Sure enough, the content of Meopal's words was similar to what he had guessed — he had become the receiver.
Of course, Princess Angela certainly would not bring her child. Even if she was the Grand Duke's most beloved daughter, she could not bring her child and marry the heir of a Marquis. This was not only a violation of the morality of the Knight system, but also a great humiliation to the Marquis' family.
Therefore, Princess Angela, who had been pregnant for several months, was forced to abort her child.
"Her reputation was very bad. I already knew that as long as she did not cause too much of a scandal, let bygones be bygones. But what was unforgivable was that the aborted child, his … his … father, turned out to be a juggler! "
Since her reputation was bad, it would not be strange for the child's father to be someone else.
But as an aristocrat, the natural ruling class, Liszt could understand Meopal's feelings. Aristocrats could mess around with other aristocrats, but they absolutely could not mess around with commoners, especially a noble aristocrat like the daughter of a Duke. Jugglers had the same status as serfs, so it was no wonder that Meopal was furious.
Swirling the champagne, Liszt carefully sized up Meopal and suddenly thought of something.
Perhaps Meopal wasn't angry because the princess and the juggler were messing around, but rather because the news had leaked out, causing him to be so angry. To be able to clearly inform the Taro family that the princess and the juggler had killed someone showed that this matter was no longer a secret on the Blue Dragon Island.
"Perhaps in Meopal's eyes, at this moment, the Longtaro Castle has turned green, lush green."
Suppressing the urge to gloat over his misfortune.
He thought about it.
He decided to comfort Meopal: "Life is not always smooth sailing. Although Princess Angela does not meet the moral standards of an aristocratic mistress, she is at least the mistress that Longtaro Castle needs the most. Compared to the harmony of married life, those things before marriage are nothing. "
Speaking up to this point, Liszt suddenly thought of his previous views on love.
In his youth, he looked forward to leaving his first time to a girl. In his youth, he thought that it didn't matter if his first time was there or not. In his youth, he felt that the past was not important, and in his prime, he thought that the important thing was to love each other. When he was approaching his thirties and still could not find a partner, he always thought of quickly finding someone to make do with.
The struggle between people and life was always that if you took a step back, life would take a step forward.
Perhaps he was just grumbling.
Meopal quickly extricated himself from the anger of the receiver. In any case, he was already prepared to be the receiver: "Come, let's go to the hall and chat. Today, all the young aristocrats of Red Crab Island have come. Maybe you can find someone to your liking."
Then, he remembered: "I was too busy talking about my own matters and forgot to tell you that you don't need to look forward to Athena. She will not be attending this ball. At the ball of the Cut-from-the-Sea Festival, she fell in love with a Baron. She will probably become the Baron's wife next year. "
"Is that so?"
Liszt responded indifferently, as if he did not care.
In fact, his heart suddenly tightened, and there was an unspeakable discomfort. The gloating that he had been trying to suppress and ridicule Meopal burst like a balloon.
Meopal being forced to take over was certainly ridiculous, but how could his narcissism not be ridiculous?
"I took it for granted. Between aristocrats … how could there be love at first sight? Not to mention that it was just a hurried meeting at the ball. Maybe after the ball, she would forget about me."
Suddenly.
His interest waned.
The original ball, along with the anticipation of Athena, could slightly arouse his passion. But now, he thought of the so-called ball, which was nothing more than a union of interests between aristocrats. Each would show their capital, and then each would choose a high-quality partner to continue the family's reproduction.
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