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The traditional hereditary nobility has declined, but the aristocracy and the upper class still exist. In the second half of the 20th century, with the two wars and unknown changes in the current situation,

A few decades ago in Europe, society was developing with vigorous capital. The rule of monarchy and kingdom had long passed. The social classes of the old era no longer existed.

noble.

Those who live in a castle and live a luxurious and high-class life among many servants, those who can truly be called this,

It seems that it has slowly become history in people's hearts.

But this does not mean that they have died out, even if the traditional hereditary nobility has declined,

But nobility, no, perhaps it should be said that those who can be called nobility, still exist.

The night is noisy and glitzy. Paris is not what it is now. There is still a bit of romance from the golden age. A convertible sports car that would be sold for a sky-high price now passes through the old streets on the outskirts of the city.

The bright and intoxicating lights of the city illuminated the handsome profiles of the two young men in the car. Just by scanning, one could tell that these were upper-class people.

"It's the dance again, Mars, you really aren't bored..."

Sitting in the passenger seat of this sports car, I was not worried about the speed at all. I put my arm on the door to support my face. Even my casual behavior at this moment was full of grace.

The young man who had put on a black tuxedo sighed softly as he looked at his close friend who had similar interests with him.

"Haha, believe me! Khloe, this dance will definitely be different from the previous ones."

Even after listening to him say two absolutes in a row, the young man, nicknamed Kolo, would no longer believe his lies for this playboy who relied on his wandering skills to bring different women back every time.

Although it's just a side trip...but it's definitely a boring story about being entangled with various women...

The very conspicuous sports car crossed the street and arrived at a manor on the outskirts of Paris.

Stopping by the fountain in front of the door to tonight's dance venue, throwing the key to the butler aside, Mars straightened his tie, looked at his friend beside him and sighed helplessly,

You can feel handsome at a glance,

Impeccable manners and demeanor, he was once a member of an ancient British aristocracy. He has outstanding abilities that can be easily mastered in anything. Even more rare is his temperament that always feels beyond ordinary people.

But perhaps because of these outstanding conditions, Mars always felt that his friend could not find the meaning of life...

So as a close friend, I at least want to help him find happiness.

"Don't worry, Khloe, I definitely didn't lie to you this time. We are here tonight for a formal occasion that cannot be compared to the previous 'party'."

Handing the invitation to the waiter and leading him into the ball venue, Mars assured him confidently.

"Sigh... I'm actually not interested in this kind of occasion..."

Already feeling the gazes of several young ladies who entered the room together, Ke Luo almost gave up explaining to him whether this was formal or not.

"I know, I know, being conservative, advocating tradition and liberalism coexist. Compared to the free and unrestrained view of love, you are one of the traditional and conservative ones among the British, right?"

He is a typical French man who is romantic and romantic. He has long seen through the type of partner he is suitable for who respects each other and understands each other. Mars chuckled and refused the waiter's help, and gave him a look when he opened the door to the ball with his own hands.

"Trust my vision."

Do you believe the playboy's vision...

Thinking of this, she laughed softly, followed him and walked forward, and then in the glorious splendor of the ball hall door opened, without any preparation or expectation,

He saw love at first sight that he would never forget.

She stood in the light of the ball,

Her slender and straight snow-white back and crimson dress were held in the center, and her flawless and elegant face made all the lights lose their color.

Faced with the flattery and flattery of everyone around her, her calm and beautiful eyes did not waver at all. They only seemed to have self-reliance and dignity engraved in her blood, so noble that people did not dare to step forward.

"Herschel Linhua, this is the name of her current identity and background. You can also see it. Unlike those women who are only obsessed with jewelry and dressing up, she is a real aristocrat of this era. It is said that she still has the past in her body. Of French royal blood,”

In an upper-class ball where guests gathered, Mars looked at the center of the hall surrounded by people. A playboy like him didn't even have the courage to go up and talk to him and sighed with emotion:

"Honestly, I've always thought that there's no girl in Europe you can't catch, but even I'm not sure this time,"

"But I'm optimistic about you!"

Seeing him patting her shoulders and winking encouragingly before continuing to make those beautiful ladies happy, Ke Luo laughed softly.

Then he didn't rush forward immediately. He just picked up a glass of champagne and glanced at it occasionally, feeling the tranquility and elegance revealed in the other person's beautiful figure.

And some qualities that are the same as yourself.

Waiting until the dance music started, the light in the hall was dim, and all the professing women dispersed, he slowly walked towards the figure. Seeing his actions, the other hesitant men in the dance sighed to themselves. retreat.

After noticing him walking towards her, Hershel looked at him calmly,

"Nice dance, isn't it?"

There is no flattery, no flattery, and no hidden glances from other men that offend him. The young British gentleman in a tuxedo has an impeccable etiquette and a gentle smile.

"But it looks like you're not here for the dance."

He didn't pay too much attention to it and looked away. Herschel's voice was clear and quiet.

Logically speaking, this conversation should definitely not be the first time in a social gathering. Both of them seemed to have confirmed the identity of the other party. Both of them were watching the dance venue with quiet expressions.

"It was like that, but I saw the most beautiful woman I had ever met in my life, and I was probably willing to do anything for her before I found the meaning of life, so I was thinking about how to invite her to dance."

His eyes moved, and when he heard such chuckle words, he subconsciously thought that this was the same sweet talk to him as those people just now. Herschel heard him speak in a lowered voice:

"She's on your left."

left...?

When he heard that it was not him, he subconsciously turned his eyes, but his voice reminded him softly, as if he didn't want the other party to notice,

"Don't be so fast. She probably doesn't like everyone staring at her, and she doesn't like being disturbed by irrelevant people."

Gorgeously decorated ball hall, slightly dimmed lights, melodious waltz, and people in evening dresses and suits.

"Slow down...turn around slowly, don't let her find out..."

The moment Heshel slowed down a little and turned his eyes, he saw a mirror that the waiter had just moved passing to his left to make room for the dance floor.

In the mirror is a noble and elegant figure in a dark red evening dress.

Realizing that it was such a 'trick', with a young and gorgeous face and an unnoticeable curling of the corners of his mouth, Hershel turned his eyes and looked at him,

"Before we enter the scene and become rivals,"

Tactful but not false, smiling lightly but not frivolous, his actions and words contain the respect and seriousness of treating this as a long-term love.

In the ball waltz of the old era, the young British gentleman in a tuxedo is meticulous, smiling and inviting the woman in the crimson dress:

"Miss Herschel, may I have the pleasure of dancing with you?"

Stable updates have been restored, and I am trying hard to sit in front of the computer and write more than 4,000 words a day to pay off my debts, but I have not gained much. In the end, I am still a salty fish who writes novels based on my hobbies, but the author's identity is more or less. I have developed some responsibilities. When I can write without getting stuck, it is my best effort to write more to repay those book friends who have given generous rewards. After all, I actually hate being in debt. , I also hate codewords that work overtime. I didn’t want to adjust the rules of rewarding extra updates for a long time. It was just because Bai Yinmeng felt so honored last time and the book friends in the group instigated it that I said half of the alliance leader bonus This kind of thing is more, but in this case, I also understand the update of this volume. No matter how many authors update at my speed, it is just empty. I still don’t have the remaining Shirogane Moe and the two alliance leaders. After repaying it, no matter how hard you try, you will still be held to the standard of a writer who is updated every day, and you will think, 'taking so many days off, does this count as repaying the debt? ', I was said to be thick-skinned, and also said that I would be angry when I saw my debt repaid. Although the person who said this was not the leader of the alliance who gave the reward, but in order to prevent me from thinking so, [so forget it, I am just an interested person. Fish, I will add updates to the remaining 10 chapters under the condition of stable updates. However, in the future, the rule for league leaders to add two updates will not be implemented. Book friends who think that the purpose of adding updates must not be spent. Thank you. Okay, it would be good to split the four thousand words into two parts and divide it into two days to post and play one day. I will post this at the top of the book review area later (I really want to take a day off to go out and play)]