Bili nodded in agreement, blinked, and then turned her head and said softly: "But the lord's lady is too far away from the Rose Manor, and it will take a lot of time to go back and forth. Why don't you let Asius do it?"
Elizabeth immediately shook her head. Of course, she knew that distant water could not quench the near thirst. The lady who was obsessed with Ares was only a backup. The real solution had to be thought of, But Asius could not do it.
It's not that she looks down on Asius, it's just that the male protagonist is too powerful in combat, and normal people have no chance of winning. Besides, the brother and sister are her biggest support, and she won't let them have any accidents.
Bili didn't say anything when she saw this, she just bent down and saluted, and then went out to make arrangements.
Elizabeth was in a very depressed mood, so she took a bowl of fruit and went upstairs to lie down and think about the next step. But she fell asleep as soon as she lay down. In her dream, she saw that because Tristan chose to marry Count Parr's youngest daughter, Elizabeth was jealous and resentful. After getting drunk at Tristan's engagement party, She teases slave Ares and forces Ares to lick the cream from her finger in front of Tristan. After discovering that Tristan did not react, she became angry and embarrassed, she forced Ares to drink three bottles of red wine on the spot, leaving him in a state of embarrassment. After he was soaked all over, he threw him out of the castle.
Elizabeth woke up. She clenched and unclenched her fists, and repeated this twice then gritting her teeth and shouting outside: "Bili!" There was obvious irritability in her voice.
Elizabeth knew about Tristan's engagement to the count's youngest daughter last night, or before attending the banquet at Tristan's family, she already knew who he would choose to be his wife. But she didn't know that there was a plot of her own in it.
She lowered her head and looked at her dazzlingly white fingers. Thinking of the scene in her dream, she felt that all the blood in her body was rushing towards her head. The plot hadn't even started yet. Elizabeth already had the idea of packing her hands and throwing them out.
Elizabeth took a few deep breaths and mentally prepared herself, "Ares is a handsome guy, he is a handsome guy, he is handsome, and I haven't lost anything!"
Bili rushed over with her skirt in hand and held Elizabeth's slightly trembling hand: "What happened? Your Highness."
Elizabeth opened her eyes and asked her, "Did Tristan send the invitation?"
Bili: "My people said there will be an engagement party this afternoon, but the invitation hasn't been sent yet."
Elizabeth nodded: "I won't have lunch. When the invitation comes, come and dress me up."
Suddenly she paused and looked back at Bili and said, "We will go even if there is no invitation!"
Around three o'clock in the afternoon. Elizabeth's super gorgeous carriage drove to the door of the Duke's house. As she expected, she did not have an invitation.
But what does it matter? No one in the entire Rose Manor dared to stop Elizabeth's red carriage, and she rode the carriage unimpeded to the crowded castle gate.
Most people in the manor knew that Elizabeth had expressed her feelings to Tristan several times and was rejected. When they saw her attending the engagement party, they felt that it would be interesting tonight and they all looked at the carriage.
But the moment the carriage was opened, all those thoughts of watching the excitement disappeared, leaving only admiration for Elizabeth's beauty.
Elizabeth fanned herself and glanced at the people around her coldly and arrogantly. She couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. It was not in vain that she spent two hours dressing up.
Today's banquet was meant to embarrass her and use her face to add glory to Tristan's marriage. Elizabeth was very reluctant, but she had no choice, so she chose to dress up and suppress the occasion with her beauty. By making people look down on Tristan and think he is an eyeless bastard, she still managed to gain some face.
She raised her arms dignifiedly, put her slender snow-white hand on Bili's hand, and let her support her step by step into the castle. Her wide skirt spread like a flower on the steps, making everyone passing by unable to help themselves to turn aside to give way, and followed her footsteps closely with their eyes.
"Your Highness is indeed the treasure of Rose Manor. It is such an honor for me to be her subject."
"The God of Beauty has descended! It is not an exaggeration to say that Your Highness is the God of Beauty."
"Does Tristan have any hidden illness? How can any man reject Her Highness Elizabeth?"
"I think it's not that he wants to refuse, it's that the Lord doesn't allow him to covet Her Highness. The Lord wants Her Highness to marry into the royal family."
"It makes sense. It's a pity that Her Highness is so infatuated. Even if you can't tell it on her face, she must be feeling very uncomfortable in her heart."
There were discussions behind her that were deliberately lowered. Elizabeth squinted her ears and vaguely heard some of them. Generally speaking, There were good words to her. Elizabeth was somewhat satisfied, and the depression that had accumulated all afternoon finally dissipated a little. Elizabeth held her neck high and walked more steadily.
The banquet in the hall had just begun, and everyone was drinking and chatting sporadically, holding wine glasses. When they saw Elizabeth coming in, they bent down to salute her one by one but did not come close to her side.
Elizabeth must be unhappy today, and no one with a bit of discernment would bother her. Of course, some people have no vision, such as Avril.
Since the Duke Duchess and Tristan were not present yet, Avril acted as the host and circled the banquet. When she saw Elizabeth coming, she couldn't help but become happy. She smiled exaggeratedly, fanned herself, and came over. Her intention to humiliate Elizabeth was written all over her face.
When Elizabeth saw it, a cold light flashed in her eyes.
Avril is an amazing woman. She is repeatedly frustrated and loses her memory. Then she becomes braver and braver. She shows her face and comes to be trampled on by Elizabeth. She is even stupider than a pig.
On any other day, Elizabeth would have been able to deal with her, but today she was really in no mood, so when she was three steps away from her, she said with extreme indifference: "If you take one more step forward, I'll tell everyone what you did in the stable. If you don't believe me, try it."
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Avril's face turned livid, and the exaggerated smile on her face fell apart by the minute.
That hit her hard, but Elizabeth didn't show any mercy. She closed her eyes and said as if she couldn't bear it: "Go away, you are so ugly that hurts my eyes."
Avril's eyes turned red instantly. She staggered back two steps and looked at the people around her in panic as if she wanted to see if she was as ugly as Elizabeth said.
But looking at everyone's evasive glances, she understands immediately. Avril's face turned pale, and the maid next to her immediately supported her shaky body.
Avril's ability to withstand stress was so poor that Elizabeth lost her desire to bully her. She directly held Bili's hand and walked to a sofa not far away, holding up her skirt and sitting on it.
The atmosphere in the court, which had been tense just now, became lively again because of their truce.
A waiter came to her with a tray and knelt to offer her a glass of wine. Elizabeth did not hesitate to bring it and drank it in one gulp, and then took another glass, but before she could drink it, There was a sound of the door being pushed upstairs.
Elizabeth knew that the Duke, Duchess, Tristan, and his fiancée were about to appear from the second floor. She did not raise her head to look but continued to take a drink from the wine glass.
In the plot, she needs to be drunk, she can't be really drunk, but she can't be not drunk at all either. A slightly drunk state is the best so that she can complete tasks and circumvent the rules.
Therefore, she drank these two drinks without hesitation, but she had to drink slowly after that. After all, her ability to drink was not very good.
On the stairs, Duke Cyr and his wife walked arm in arm at the front, while Tristan and his young fiancée walked behind. They walked down the steps, accepting praises and blessings from everyone.
After walking to the hall on the first floor, today's good news should have been announced, but there was Her Highness Elizabeth in the room. As subjects of the manor, the Duke and Duchess had to come to pay their respects.
Therefore, the plan to announce the good news could only be temporarily postponed. The Duke and Duchess took Tristan and his young fiancee to Elizabeth and saluted her with a smile: "Good day, Your Highness, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend Tristan's appointment. With your blessing at the wedding banquet, the couple will be happy."
The old Duke had a gentle smile on his face as if he was grateful for Elizabeth's visit, but everyone knew the situation well.
Taking advantage of the big lord's absence, he directly engages his son and looks down on Elizabeth as a little girl.
Elizabeth snorted coldly and looked up at the four of them, with deep impatience in her eyes. But looking at the beautiful Duchess next to the Duke, Elizabeth stood up and bowed her head slightly to return a salute.
After all, this lady saved the life of the original Elizabeth when she was young. Moreover, the lady was the first to discover the body of Elizabeth's mother, the person who collected the body for her had a great kindness to Elizabeth. Even her father would give her respect on weekdays.
Mrs. Seale took two steps forward and gently took Elizabeth's hand, patting it twice to show comfort.
Elizabeth did not respond to her comfort. After all, this would be a disguised admission of her frustration, which was inconsistent with her character. She just raised her head and looked at the girl next to Tristan.
The girl was a little afraid of Elizabeth, but Tristan was the husband of her dreams and she didn't want to give in, so she couldn't help but move closer to Tristan to show her sovereignty.
Tristan did not respond to his fiancée but looked at Elizabeth with gentle eyes as if he had a thousand words to express.
Elizabeth looked at Tristan's "You know I have troubles" look, and felt the pain in her teeth. She looked away and said vaguely: "Let's talk about blessings when Father comes back."
As she spoke, she tilted his head and said, "The Duke's wine lives up to its reputation. I plan to drink a few more glasses without accompanying you."
With that said, Elizabeth walked directly to the table with the wine glass in hand.
The Duke and Duchess showed no signs of irritation, they just looked at Elizabeth with smiles on their faces. When she walked away, they walked to the center of the hall to announce the good news to everyone.
Elizabeth sat at the dining table and ate casually, without even glancing at the lively crowd.
Thanks to her noble background and beautiful appearance, many people felt sorry for her embarrassment today. Instead of adding to the lively crowd, they gathered around the dining table and ate.
She was grateful about that, but the original owner would not appreciate other people's thoughts at all and would only take them for granted.
So Elizabeth did not respond but continued to taste the dishes that were full of spices and were not very tasty.
It wasn't until a group of attendants brought a small plate of cream cake that Elizabeth stopped.
Coming! Props: Cream!
Elizabeth blinked, raised her eyes glanced around casually, and easily saw Prop No. 2, the male protagonist Ares, standing in the corner.
Elizabeth's hands began to feel faintly hot again.