[Chapter 32]: I still owe you a dance!
Earl Jason was really so angry that he had the urge to vomit blood.
He is the heir to the Revnor clan, the famous His Royal Highness Jason Revnor!
He is the only person in the younger generation of the Revnor clan who has been summoned by the Duke's ancestor. The ancestor once said that when he reaches the pinnacle of the earl, he will personally give him blood and blood to help him become a marquis!
In aristocratic circles, how many women dream of sleeping in his bed with Earl Jason!
But now, he was compared by a little housekeeper who appeared out of nowhere…
shame!
This is absolutely a great shame for Jason Revnor!
And Elizabeth Capet, the ignorant woman…
"Whoo~"
Earl Jason was breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on Fang Qingyan's face.
…
Fang Qingyan felt that if his eyes could kill, he would have been smashed to pieces.
He calmly looked at the peerless beauty in front of him.
Silver-white hair, a beautiful face, aqua blue eyes, a perfect figure… Not only does he have an outstanding appearance, but he also possesses a clear and refined temperament.
There should be no male creature that can refuse the invitation of such a beauty?
Looking down at the pretty little hands in front of him, Fang Qingyan sighed in his heart.
He shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness, I can't dance."
As soon as these words came out, the air instantly froze, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
Everyone's eyes fell to the ground.
He… he he he actually rejected Her Royal Highness?
I'm afraid this is not a fool, is it? !
In the distance, Earl Jason exhaled a long breath, his tense heartstrings gradually relaxed, and his clenched fists also loosened.
He sneered: "You know, if you really dare to touch her, I will let you die silently!"
Although he could not get it, Earl Jason vowed to conquer this woman.
If Fang Qingyan really accepted the invitation, then he really angered Jason Revnor.
…
"Although I often use this reason to refuse interruptions from others… But rejecting a girl's invitation is not what a gentleman should do."
Elizabeth blinked her beautiful eyes, and said mischievously, "I'll give you another chance."
Fang Qingyan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Your Highness Princess, I have no excuses. I really haven't learned dance."
If asked him to take a bath together, Fang Qingyan should not refuse.
But he really can't dance, so he doesn't want to be ugly… After all, all the time is spent on cultivation.
Count Carstein looked at Elizabeth, then at Fang Qingyan, and cast a hateful look at the latter. If he could stand up from the wheelchair, he would like to replace Fang Qingyan and dance with his daughter.
"It doesn't matter if you can't dance, I can teach you, it's easy to learn!"
"Forget it, I'm really not interested in dancing, and I have no luck in accepting the grace of nobles. I'm very sorry, Your Royal Highness."
"Well~ that's fine!"
A trace of regret flashed in Elizabeth's eyes, but she was not angry.
Ordinary noble ladies, if they took the initiative to invite a man to dance and were rejected, they would have been so embarrassed that they would have walked away.
But Elizabeth is a girl who is out of vulgar taste. She has noble pursuits and does not care about worldly vision.
"Well~ we should leave, Your Royal Highness, see you by fate."
Fang Qingyan noticed that there was malicious targeting of him, so he smiled and said goodbye to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was a little surprised: "Are you leaving? The dance isn't over yet."
"Come on the fun, come back with fun, why wait until the dance is over?"
"It's fun talking to you, you're different from everyone else…you're a very interesting person."
"Thank you, Her Royal Highness, for your praise. My Count and I will leave first."
Fang Qingyan turned around, waved his hand, and said with a smile, "I still owe you a dance. When I learn it, I will pay you back."
Hearing this, Elizabeth felt inexplicably happy in her heart, but her little face pretended to be angry. She put her hands on her hips and corrected herself seriously, "I owe you a dance! It's all said to be the reward for the story~"
"No matter who owes whom, it will be paid back sooner or later." Fang Qingyan smiled gently, "Goodbye."
"goodbye."
Seeing Fang Qingyan pushing the wheelchair out of sight, for some reason, Elizabeth felt a little lost.
In everyone's life, there will always be some surprising and unexpected passers-by, but passers-by are in a hurry and never stay.
I don't know if I'll have the chance to listen to his story again…
Elizabeth beckoned to the maid with a bit of loneliness: "I'm a little uncomfortable, take me home."
"Yes, princess."
The maids also felt that the princess seemed to have something on her mind, so they did not force her to stay at the ball.
…
The moonlit night is desolate, and the breeze is breezy.
Fang Qingyan left the castle with a wheelchair and walked slowly on the deserted street.
"Lord Count, we're going home."
no respond.
Fang Qingyan froze for a moment, then realized something, he stopped, and fell into a short silence.
Count Carstein closed his eyes, and there was still a contented smile on his mouth. He leaned back in the chair motionless, as if falling asleep.
Fang Qingyan sighed and murmured, "Because you fulfilled your last wish, have you given up the fight with the god of death?"
Yes, the old earl has gone, it was his own choice.
He walked peacefully and left the world with joy.
He met his daughter and talked, and through Fang Qingyan's mouth, he used "Romeo and Juliet" to tell his daughter about the tragic love between him and Camilla in disguise… Count Castine never felt it. Life is so beautiful.
"You walked easily…you didn't even say thank you when you were dying."
Fang Qingyan smiled and shook his head.
Continue to push up the wheelchair and walk along the way home.
…
Pa~!
Jason Revnor snapped his fingers.
Soon, a gust of wind blew from the curtain behind him, and a figure appeared behind the curtain.
"Your Highness, what are your orders?" A hoarse voice sounded.
Earl Jason's eyes showed a hint of viciousness, and said lightly: "That kid just now, he offended me, you go and teach him a hard lesson for me."
"Subordinates obey!"
The curtain shook slightly, and the figure had disappeared.
Earl Jason raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a hint of pleasure on his face.
Brat, you can tell a story, right? You may never get a chance to tell a story again in the future.
In fact, Fang Qingyan is innocent, because it was Elizabeth who rejected Earl Jason, Elizabeth who asked to tell the story, and Elizabeth who took the initiative to invite the dance…
But Earl Jason didn't dare to attack Elizabeth, so he vented his anger on Fang Qingyan.
Most of the royal "kneeling" family bullies the soft and fears the hard.
It's not hard to understand…
Earl Jason stood up, pulled the beautiful woman beside him, and entered the dance floor.
The dance continues…
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