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Royal Ball
The visitor was an envoy from J Country's royal family, a refined and courteous middle-aged man.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr He, Mrs He." This old man had been in the royal family for many years, so it was needless to say that he was very good at reading people's expressions.
When he saw He Shaochen and Qiao Qiao, even if he didn't have any prior information, he could still tell from the ambiguous atmosphere in the room that they were in. Then, he called out the most appropriate names. However, He Shaochen's expression still turned ugly after hearing this.
Men who were dissatisfied with their desires always had a bad temper.
He leaned against the door, his tall body immediately blocking the sunlight from outside the window. Even the envoy's face darkened. The powerful pressure immediately made the smooth envoy break out in a cold sweat. He couldn't help but take a step back. With a polite smile, he said, "I'm here on His Majesty's orders to pick you up."
"No need to trouble yourself. We'll be there in a bit." He Shaochen said coldly.
The envoy continued to laugh dryly and said, "This is His Majesty's good intentions. When he heard that you've come to J Country, His Majesty is very happy. He really hopes to have a meeting with you."
"…" He Shaochen's expression was somewhat impatient. However, he was someone sent by J Country's Emperor, so he couldn't really coax him to go back. "Then please wait outside. My wife and I need to tidy up a bit."
The envoy smiled and nodded. "Please do as you wish. We'll wait outside."
As he spoke, he considerately closed the door.
"I didn't think that J Country's Emperor would invite you. You really have a lot of face." Qiao Qiao was secretly speechless.
He Shaochen didn't think much of it. "After all, J Country and A Country have good relations. Family He's status in A Country is obvious to all. Since he knows that I'm in J Country, it's normal for him to invite me to a ball."
"I've always heard that J Country is a romantic country. It's very popular to go to balls and listen to operas. Young men and women meet at balls and develop a beautiful relationship …" Qiao Qiao thought back to what the textbooks taught her. Just imagining it was beautiful. She smiled and said, "Do you think I'll have a romantic encounter too?"
He Shaochen walked in front of Qiao Qiao, bent down and pressed down on her shoulder. He directly bit her neck.
Qiaoqiao was shocked and pushed him away by reflex. She covered her neck and asked in astonishment, "What are you doing?"
"This is punishment!"
He Shaochen raised his chin arrogantly and said coldly.
"Punishment?" Qiaoqiao was baffled. She frowned in dissatisfaction. "What did I do wrong?"
"Didn't you just say you wanted a romantic encounter?" He Shaochen said angrily. His eyes were burning with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Qiao Qiao, that's enough. Can't you have some self-awareness as a wife? You want to have a romantic encounter in front of your husband? Are you looking for death? "
Qiao Qiao was taken aback. She smiled and said, "Didn't I just say it casually? Can't you tell that I'm joking? "
He Shaochen put on a fake smile. "Sorry, I really couldn't tell."
Qiao Qiao grinned and turned to the dressing table. She picked up a small mirror and placed it in front of He Shaochen, saying, "Come, look at your face. Have more confidence in yourself."
"…"
J Country's royal ball.
It sounded very grand and imposing. However, in J Country, it was a very common thing. Basically, all the powerful people in the society would be invited.
Country J was a romantic country and was also famous for being undisciplined. They went out during the day and returned at night. At night, it was time for them to have fun. During this period of time, if there was nothing particularly important, they would definitely not work again, because they were all busy listening to operas or attending balls.
Those famous people would often be invited to the royal ball. Firstly, it was to improve their relationship. Secondly, it was a way for their status to be recognized.
The current King Charles VII was already eighty years old. He would usually not appear at the royal ball. Therefore, when He Shaochen and Qiao Qiao went to the palace, they did not have the chance to attend the ball. Instead, they went directly to meet Charles VII.
This white-haired old man had a pair of amber eyes that were typical of J Country people. However, they had become turbid now. However, he still retained the majesty and aura of an emperor.
Although He Shaochen was extremely arrogant in the hotel, he perfectly maintained the demeanor and reserve that a person in charge of Family He should have in a formal occasion. In front of Charles VII, it was very advantageous.
After the two of them had a short exchange, Charles VII's gaze suddenly shifted to Qiao Qiao. He narrowed his eyes. It was unknown whether he was talking to Qiao Qiao or muttering to himself, "What a beautiful lady. I see the figure of an old friend in you …"
Old friend?
Qiao Qiao looked at him in confusion. Before she could speak, Charles VII changed the topic and said, "The palace is holding a ball. You young people will definitely like it. They should be performing the second dance now. You will definitely amaze many people when you go there."
"Your Majesty is joking."
Charles VII smiled and nodded. He said to the envoy beside him, "Wilman, bring them to the ballroom."
"Yes." The envoy who had just received He Shaochen and Qiao Qiao nodded to them and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. He, Mrs. He, please come this way."
"Then we will take our leave first. May our health be with you forever." He Shaochen bowed to Charles VII and then left with Qiao Qiao.
After they left, Charles VII was still leaning on the chair. He supported his chin with one hand and his gaze was still following the direction in which Qiao Qiao and the others left. He muttered, "She really looks like that person … Is it a coincidence?"
At the ball, there was also a small farce.
Today, when Qiao Qiao and He Shaochen went to the Tower of Triumph, they met the young man who had been dumped. It turned out to be the eldest grandson of Charles VII, Ravel Crown Prince.
As long as he appeared at the ball, Ravel would definitely be the most dazzling pearl. However, this time, he was given the cold shoulder for the first time.
Because those young, beautiful, and enthusiastic noble girls were obviously tired of him, and He Shaochen was indeed the first time they had encountered someone like him. They immediately swarmed over and directly surrounded him, regardless of the fact that his fiancée was still standing at the side.
This was terrible.
Ravel had never encountered such a cold shoulder at a ball. His eyes immediately burned with anger.
Seeing Qiao Qiao being pushed to the side, he rushed over, grabbed Qiao Qiao's hand, and announced in public that he wanted to snatch He Shaochen's fiancée away.
In A Country, this behavior would undoubtedly be scolded, but the people of J Country had a very unique way of thinking. In their concept, love was free and unrestrained. Even if it was a fiancée, as long as they were not married, they still had the right to pursue.
Just as everyone was cheering for Ravel, He Shaochen's face was as black as charcoal.
Their gazes fiercely collided in the air, as if sparks were about to burst out.
Just like how Ravel had developed a subconscious hostility towards He Shaochen when he first saw him, He Shaochen also disliked this heir very much. Now that he had announced in public that he wanted to snatch Qiao Qiao away, he was instantly enraged.
He was just an heir, who did he think he was? He actually wanted to snatch his woman away, he was simply courting death!
In the Asura Arena, the scene of two men snatching a woman was about to start.
It was unknown who was the one who started the commotion, but they actually wanted to compete in drinking.
A good ball was unexpectedly turned into a drinking contest by the two of them. The crowd, who wanted to see the world in chaos, also joined in the commotion, and the scene was very chaotic.
Qiao Qiao looked at the two people who were competing in drinking, and her face was filled with confusion.
What had happened in this period of time that she hadn't reacted yet?
Seeing He Shaochen and Ravel drink glass after glass of red wine, as if they were drinking water instead of wine, she felt a headache coming on. The people around them were still constantly cheering, and the cheers were getting louder and louder.
She had a headache and went forward to grab He Shaochen's hand. She found that his handsome face was slightly red, so she couldn't help saying, "Don't drink anymore."
"It's fine."
He Shaochen said to Qiao Qiao, but his eyes were staring at Ravel. The two people's gazes collided in the air again, creating sparks.
"Elf of the dark night, wait for my passionate kiss tonight." It was unknown if Ravel was deliberately angering He Shaochen, but he very passionately expressed his love for Qiao Qiao.
Of course, it received another round of cheers from the crowd.
Under the cheers of the crowd, Qiao Qiao was suddenly embarrassed, and her head was covered in black lines.
Elf of the dark night ….. What the hell was that?
She never thought that this heir would be a chuunibyou patient. She sincerely advised this person to take medicine.
He Shaochen was directly angered, and a cold smile appeared on his handsome face. He decided that he would not stop until this Ravel had alcohol poisoning today!
"Your highness, I hope you can still say these words later." He Shaochen finished speaking and drank the red wine in one gulp.
Beside him, there were already twenty empty glasses.
The empty glasses beside Ravel were the same as his, "I'm looking forward to the long kiss later."
"He, I hope you can always be this confident."
The two of them drank glass after glass of red wine, but there were more and more empty glasses in front of them, and the cheers around them were getting louder and louder. Qiao Qiao could only watch from the side, not being able to do anything.
That Ravel was definitely deliberately angering He Shaochen.
If she knew this would happen, she wouldn't have come to this ball!
When everyone was going crazy, Qiao Qiao's persuasion seemed particularly insignificant. Just when she was anxious and didn't know what to do, a graceful figure gradually walked out from the crowd.
When those people saw the figure, their cheers couldn't help but become softer. Ravel's face and neck were already red from drinking, and he didn't even notice that the other party had walked to his side. He wanted to continue picking up the red wine glass beside him, but a slightly cold voice sounded, "Ravel, you're drunk."
Ravel's eyes were straight from drinking, and when he heard the woman's voice, he didn't even think and slurred, "I ….. I'm not drunk."
"You're drunk." The other party repeated.
"I'm not drunk!"
The woman exhaled and didn't argue with the drunkard. She called the waiter over and took the red wine bottle from his tray. She pulled the back of Ravel's collar, and Ravel directly fell down. The woman held his head and directly poured the wine into his mouth.
Everyone gasped, but no one dared to question anything.
After the bottle of red wine went down, Ravel completely passed out. The woman calmly asked someone to hold Ravel, and then apologized to He Shaochen, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, I made a fool of myself today."
"You are …" He Shaochen was still sober.
The woman raised a brilliant smile and said to him, "I'm Ravel's executive officer."
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