Chapter 42: The eldest lady at the banquet

A young girl in a blue dress is slowly walking into the hall, and the

surrounding guests automatically give way to her, just because she is too

beautiful to bear blasphemy.

is different from those women whose faces are decorated with various powders,

those who wear gold and silver fancy jewelry to decorate themselves, and they

are also different from those noble girls who pretend to be arrogant but mean.

The blue dress that just wraps the body, the light-colored neck lining and the

pure white gloves with lace patterns, the whole dress like green leaves

perfectly highlights the girl.

She didn't look at anything in her eyes, her clear eyes with a little

curiosity, she inadvertently swept the entire banquet, stepping on small

steps, but as if stepping into everyone's heart, rattling with the heartbeat.

This natural beauty is like a magnificent artwork from any angle, attracting

greedy and admiring eyes in the hall.

There is a huge chandelier hanging on the dome in the hall. Dozens of large

candles are burning on it, and there is a circle of smaller chandeliers

around. These chandeliers are made of exquisite brass, and the violent

candlelight will be on the dome. The murals of the city are reflected clearly

and brightly, and these murals that record various legends and myths add a

luxurious color to the hall.

As Lorraine Hill entered the venue, the music in the banquet began to play. 8

fiddlers and 1 pianist began to perform next to the stage. The soothing and

lively music accompanied the congratulations of the guests, and the banquet

officially began.

First of all, the gorgeously dressed gentlemen and women came to say hello to

Lorrain Hill. Although the girls didn't know any of them, they responded

politely one by one when prompted by Chelsea.

In the eyes of these young girls, there are envy, longing, pleading, and some

fanatical love. No matter which world it is in, love at first sight has always

been such a thing.

After the girl responded for a while, a middle-aged man in a black dress came

over. His dress was embroidered with small patterns of olives and shells with

emerald silk thread, indicating that he came from the Yagertylin family.

"Hello, Miss Lacey, I'm Jerenk, the current owner of the Yagertylin family,

and welcome your visit."

"Hello Uncle Jelink, I heard my father mentioned you many times, but I also

trouble you for sudden visits."

"Don't care, your father and I are close friends, and I am very sad to hear

his bad news. If there is anything I can help, I will definitely help."

"Thank you for your kindness, and if necessary, I will definitely tell you."

Lorraine Hill bowed his head slightly and saluted.

After talking for a while, a young girl in a bright yellow dress came over.

She has long blue hair with some spirals on her chest. She wore a small and

exquisite golden necklace on her neck. The necklace was in the middle. Hanging

a blue crystal pendant.

"Hello, my father." She first saluted Jellyn Kee, then turned to face Lorrain

Hill, her golden eyes full of curiosity.

"Richier, you are here, let me introduce you. This is my daughter, Rachel. You

should have more common topics about your age, so I won't bother you."

After speaking, Jerlink walked to the other side to communicate with other

people.

The girl in the yellow skirt greeted Lorrain Hill first.

"Hello, this is Ricky."

"Hello, my name is Lacey. I'm sorry, because I'm here for the first time in

Verga. I don't know much about etiquette. If you don't do it well, please tell

me."

"It's nothing like that, Lacey. I think your performance is better than

everyone else. It's like a natural princess." Rachel smiled.

"Let’s come here for a meeting."

Ruiqier took Lorrain Hill to a small table by the dance floor, and soon two

servants came over and put a candlestick on the white tablecloth, and then

brought two glasses of juice.

"I only came of age in the second half of my life, and my father didn't let me

drink. I don't know if you are used to drinking juice. I heard that Westwind

prefers to drink."

"It's okay, I also like juice very much, I don't drink alcohol basically."

Lorraine Hill shook her head. She didn't know her age in this life, and she

couldn't talk about adulthood. In her previous life, she rarely drank high

alcohol, at most low alcohol with friends.

The juice in the glass is light green. After shaking, you can still find

finely crushed green pulp. The taste is sour in the mouth, and then there is a

sweet taste. A few ice cubes are added to the glass. In the summer season, it

is refreshing and refreshing. And delicious.

"Like it?"

"Yeah." Lorrain Hill sipped this cold juice, the refreshing taste dispelled a

lot of summer heat.

"Hee hee, I invented this. This juice is squeezed from citrus berries, but the

citrus berries are sour, so I try to add some honey to neutralize the

sourness. At the end, add ice cubes to let The taste is more stimulating."

Rachel introduced her proud work to Lorrain Hill.

"Ice cubes?"

"Yes, there is an original Sequence 3 ice light bartender at home. She is very

good at this aspect. In recent years, the newly developed perfumes in our

house are also led by her. I will introduce her to you when I have time. "

"It's delicious? Can you describe the feeling? My brothers despise fruit

juices and only like to drink. Every time they ask me they are perfunctory."

"Well, it's like putting your hand into the cold mountain spring in a sultry

afternoon, and the sound of Ding Dong wakes up the whole person."

Lorraine Hill tried to use words to describe his feelings, but Rickie was very

happy, as if she had met a friend of life.

"Lacy, you must be doing well in your studies. My brother and father will

describe what is good, at best, they will say good, good."

"There are only a few words every time you come and go. It is really boring to

communicate with them."

Ruiqier began to complain that everyone around her had no literary literacy,

and she was not interested in anything other than accounting and making money

all day long.

Then Rachel began to talk about various literature ~ www.mtlnovel.com~ novels,

dramas, although Lorrain Hill had basically never heard of it, but only

occasionally nodded in agreement, she was also very happy. It can be seen that

she is a girl who likes the story of the wind and the moon very much, and no

one around her can communicate for a long time.

"Did you know, Lacey, my favorite is the legendary Flash Knights, and the

leader Ayer is so handsome."

The Flash Knights is a legend that appeared in the Third Age. Its leader Ael

and the founding monarch of the Westwind Kingdom are close friends. The two

families have been married many times, and now the Flash Knights are also

directly under the royal family of the Westwind Royal Family. The Knights have

left many glorious achievements and legends in history.

And the story of the head Ayer is also very exciting. After being continuously

beautified by later generations, and through opera performances, he is a

household name on the mainland. Although he was a person hundreds of years

ago, he is still regarded by countless young people as the hero in their

hearts and the perfect object in the hearts of thousands of young girls.

Happy times always pass quickly, and the banquet is gradually coming to an end

when a young housekeeper walks over.

"Miss Lacey, hello. I'm Irving, the butler of Yagertylin's house, sorry to

disturb you. Our master Jerlink invites you to sit in the study next to him

for a while, wanting to get to know your father, Lord Angus Thing."

"Okay, I'll go later." Lorrain Hill stood up, motioned to the housekeeper and

the maid in the distance, and then followed the young housekeeper out of the

hall and approached the promenade next to him.

Seeing her peers and friends who she just met was invited to leave by her

father, Rui Qier was a little confused.

"When did my father take this seriously?"

As the girl left the hall, there were subtle footsteps in many corners of the

dark part of Yagertylin's house, and occasionally the sound of armor

colliding.